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AICN-Downunder: HARRY POTTER 6, BALIBO, DRAG ME TO HELL And The New Jim Jarmusch!

Published at: July 22, 2009, 10:21 a.m. CST by mrbeaks

The best films are like dreams you're never really sure you had.

AICN-DOWNUNDER

Today's column is light on news, but heavy on reviews -- and you can trust me on that, because it rhymes. Although I'm usually fine with people skimming over the reviews, i'd suggest you take a look this week. Below is a review of what I suspect will turn out to be the best film of 2009. Unless, of course, something even more incredible comes along, which, of course, I hope it does.

But, to repeat a sentiment, if you've paid to see all the big budget stuff and feel like TRANSFORMERS 2, TERMINATOR 4, and all the other dross that's elbowing for screen space, then you're missing one of the best years of cinema ever. I've always felt that big-budget epics and low-budget indie fare are on equal footing when it comes to quality (my top ten each year is usually an even mix of both), but in 2009, I'd say that 90% of the best stuff has been playing in arthouses. I don't know why that is, it's just how the trend is swinging this year. So stop forking out for films you know will suck, and go see something great! It's more fun than complaining about the Hollywood sausage machine, I promise you.

NEWS

TheOneRing.net has reported that the re-building of Hobbiton has begun in full! Apparently the hedgerows and fruit trees have been planted, and the Bag End path has been marked out. Given I'm a total LORD OF THE RINGS tragic whose childhood ambition was to be a Hobbit, expect a lot of these minor updates in future columns.

Cate Blanchett, who continues to be one of the most interesting an consistent actresses working today, will star in INDIAN SUMMER, based on a book about the last days of British colonial rule of India in 1947. Blanchett will likely be joined by Hugh Grant, who actually gives off a big "British Colonial" vibe, in my opinion. (Seriously, I'm a fan.)

As a huge fan of BLACK SHEEP (the New Zealand horror comedy, not the Farley film), I've been eagerly awaiting Jonathan King's UNDER THE MOUNTAIN. The film is based on a kid's novel that's huge in New Zealand, but never made it here to Australia. Or, if it did, I never heard of it. Which, now I think about it, is far more likely. Either way, the film stars Sam Neill, aka the sure-fire way to ensure I'll buy a ticket. Click here to check out the trailer! (Thanks to JForce)

David Blumenthal is an Australian animator currently working on an adult 'toon series called "The Precinct". He's put together an online survey "which asks questions about how people watch TV nowadays, how they like cop action, who would win in a fight between Jonathan Banks and Brian Dennehy, that kind of thing". All of this info is key to the development of the series, so go to http://www.theprecinctrocks.com/survey/ and do some out-filling.

AWARDS, FESTIVALS AND SCREENINGS

58th Melbourne International Film Festival Part 1: I Guess Ken Loach Really Hates Israel

I was going to avoid reporting on MIFF until my coverage of the festival begins next week (hooray for the annual clogging of AICN's home page -- good luck finding any actual news, suckas), but two pieces of news must be mentioned. The first is that Ken Loach has withdrawn his film LOOKING FOR ERIC in protest of MIFF being partly funded by the Israeli government. Look, I understand wanting to protest a perceived injustice (in this case, Israel's treatment of Palestine), but Ken, bubi, you gotta pick your battles. MIFF is an independent arts festival that doesn't take sides in political disputes, and has played -- and this year, is playing -- films that focus on the Palestinian experience. In this case, according to The Age's interview with festival director Richard Moore, the money from Israel amounted to an airfare for Tatia Rosenthal, who directed the Australian-Israeli co-production $9.99. I'm pretty sure that a festival which promotes films about both Israelis and Palestinians, and screens them based on quality of material instead of the country of origin is the exact type of world you and I, Ken, can agree we're striving towards.

58th Melbourne International Film Festival Part 2: Uighurs With Attitude

Sometimes China forgets that its control of the media doesn't extend beyond its borders. Consequently, Richard Moore received a phone call from the Chinese consulate insisting that the film 10 CONDITIONS OF LOVE be removed from the lineup. The film -- a documentary about Uighur businesswoman Rebiya Kadeer's fight for the rights of China's oppressed Uighur population -- was directed by Melbourne filmmaker Jeff Daniels, and will be introduced by both he and Ms Kadeer. The argument from China was that "Rebiya Kadeers is a criminal" and that Moore had to justify the film's inclusion in the lineup. Speaking to the ABC, Richard Moore explained his response: "I said 'Well, I'm very sorry but I didn't have any reason to justify the inclusion of the film in the festival.' So she then proceeded to ... list Rebiya Kadeer's crimes. I have to say to you after about five minutes I blanked out." Once the consular official began repeating Kadeer's alleged crimes, Moore hung up on them. MIFF owes China a thank you -- both session of 10 CONDITIONS are now guaranteed to sell out, thanks to the brilliant publicity boost the Chinese government has given it. I'm just glad I got my ticket well in advance of this story breaking!

(UPDATE: In the week since I wrote this column and unsuccessfully submitted it to the AICN Overlords, there's been some developments. Two Chinese directors have withdrawn their films based on 10 CONDITIONS being shown. The films are CRY ME A RIVER, a short directed by Jia Zhangke, and PERFECT LIFE, directed by Emily Tang. Tang was to be a guest of the festival, but has decided at the last minute not to attend... which is a natural extension of her removing her film from MIFF, but doesn't make her look any less foolish. Surprisingly, a third Chinese director, Zhao Liang, asked that his documentary PETITION also be removed. Given PETITION is about the injustices of the Chinese court system, I wouldn't have expected Liang to be the sort of director who would bow to political pressure, but there you have it. Maybe his documentary has a Chinese government official swooping in at the last minute to doll out peace and justice to all the people. I don't know. I haven't seen it, and now clearly I won't. Congratulations to all the above directors who have made themselves look like idiots in the name of totalitarianism.)

Australian Film Institute Awards 2009

The nominations for Best Documentary have been announced alongside Best Short Animated Film and Best Short Fiction Film. The list includes BASTARDY, THE CHOIR, GLASS: A PORTRAIT OF PHILIP IN TWELVE PARTS, and LIONEL. To my shame, I've only seen GLASS so far (but hope to catch up on the other by the end of the year), but I must ask: where is LOVE THE BEAST? It's made more money at the box office than any Australian documentary in history, and though I am, of course, not putting that forward as an argument for its inclusion, it was an entertaining and well-constructed doco that was a highlight of 2009, for me at any rate. Is its lack of inclusion because the subject matter deals with cars, or because Eric Bana made it? Is it not considered "worthy" because of that? Or were the other docos just plain better? Though I really enjoyed GLASS, I would rate LOVE THE BEAST higher. Either way, that's my rant over, for this paragraph at least. The feature film nominations will be announced this October.

Russian Resurrection Film Festival 2009

I really should see more Russian cinema -- I'm always pleasantly surprised by their films, yet I know so little about their industry. This year's Russian Resurrection Film Festival might be a good chance to catch up. The festival will premiere Nikolai Lebedev's SOUNDTRACK OF PASSION (which hasn't even been released in Russia yet!) and Karen Shakhnazarov's WARD NO. 6, based on a Chekhov story (sold!). There's a bunch of other interesting-looking stuff, and the festival will be traveling to pretty much every major Australian hub, so go to www.russianresurrection.com for details.

Quentin Tarantino presents DARK AGE

Tarantino is out for INGLOURIOUS BASTERDS at MIFF (I got my ticket! Pretty happy, given they sold out within one single minute of going on sale), and is taking advantage of his trip to Melbourne by presenting his own personal 35mm print of the 1987 classic DARK AGE. The film stars John Jarratt, David Gulpilil, and a massive crocodile. QT will introduce the screening and will host a post-film Q&A With stars John Jarratt and Nikki Coghill. Popcorn Taxi hosts the event at the Hayden Orpheum Picture Palace in New South Wales, on Tuesday August 4.

DAMNED BY DAWN

A few months ago I mentioned DAMNED BY DAWN, a supernatural Australian film that looks like it could be something pretty awesome. They released a promising trailer earlier this year, and will now have its world premiere screening on Wednesday August 12 at Melbourne's ACMI cinemas in Federation Square. The film starts at 7:30pm, and entry is free, so Melburnianites have little reason not to attend. Looking forward to it.

BOX OFFICE

So here's what happened: I submitted this column last Saturday, but I'm guessing it got lost under the thousands of daily emails that fill the AICN mailboxes. So instead of just re-sending it, I thought I should probably wait until Wednesday night so I could include the DRAG ME TO HELL review and update the Box Office section. Interesting fact: in updating, I noticed that the films are exactly the same as last week, only in a slightly different order! What? Oh, that's not an interesting fact? I humbly withdraw the anecdote.

1. HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF-BLOOD PRINCE
2. ICE AGE 3: DAWN OF THE DINOSAURS
3. BRUNO
4. TRANSFORMERS: REVENGE OF THE FALLEN
5. HANNAH MONTANA: THE MOVIE

RELEASED THIS WEEK

Sacha Baron Cohen gives people an excuse to feign offence, Cathy Henkel makes a documentary scarier than any horror film released this year, I have no idea what this film is about, actor Rupert Friend has the most presumptuous surname since 1930s stage actor Charles Lendmesomemoney, horror fans scream "HOORAIMI!", Damien Lewis loves Cox, a young girl forms a beautiful friendship with an ultra-conservative news network, Jim Jarmusch makes a film that's completely (see below), Kriv Stenders makes a film with far more scope than Curtis Hanson's LUCKY YOU, Warner Bros is given all of our money, it's all "Mes! Mes! Mes!" with the French, Nia Vardalos edges ever closer to that team-up with Nick Giannopoulos, Clifford the Big Red Dog gets an unfaithful screen adaptation, and could they have made less noise about the new Rowan Woods film? Jesus.

BRUNO
THE BURNING SEASON
THE CHOIR
CHÉRI
DRAG ME TO HELL
THE ESCAPIST
THE FOX AND THE CHILD
THE LIMITS OF CONTROL
LUCKY COUNTRY
HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF-BLOOD PRINCE
MY FRIENDS, MY LOVES
MY LIFE IN RUINS
RED CLIFF
WINGED CREATURES

REVIEWS

BALIBO

Australian release: August 13

New Zealand release: yet to be announced

I know I've done this schtick before, but here it is again anyway: Earlier this year, I said that if there's an Australian film in 2009 better than SAMSON AND DELILAH, then this is an extraordinary year for Australian cinema.

This is an extraordinary year for Australian cinema.

Rob Connolly is an interesting guy. Last year, he published a white paper that outlined in very clear terms what was wrong with Australian films, and what needed to be done to fix it. When I read it, I thought two things: (a) it was brilliant, and (b) it would be ignored. The status quo was working to well for the people in charge of it, and little, I thought, would be done to shake it up. Was I right in my assumption? I honestly can't tell. The spate of brilliant Aussie films this year could easily be the result of the established system, or it could be a sign that significant change has come. It may be a few years before we find out, but I digress. I mention the white paper, because it instantly set the bar even higher for Connolly's next film. Whatever he put out had better be damned good, and it had better live up to the standards he'd just set for everyone else.

Even without those extra expectations, BALIBO had an awful lot to live up. It's a true story, based on events in 1975, and the simple decision of whose eyes to tell the story through was tricky in itself. Fitting, then, that the film should employ a brilliant trick to please everyone. The film is largely about the five Australian journalists who went missing in East Timor at the time of the 1975 Indonesian invasion. So through whose eyes is this story told? The Balibo Five? Australian journalist Roger East who went with then-26-year-old José Ramos-Horta to investigate what happened to the Five? How about from the point of view of an actual East Timorese, given this is their story that we're telling?

Cunningly, the film is told through all of their eyes, and manages to do so in a completely organic, natural manner. Even the issue of the Timorese story being told via Australians is addressed, in one of the film's best moments. There isn't a single angle that's been ignored, and few parties come out of this narrative morally unscathed.

Key to the film's success is its casting. There's not a performance in the entire film that isn't completely spot-on, particularly in the portrayal of the Balibo Five themselves. Damon Gameau, Gynton Grantley, Nathan Phillips, Thomas Wright and Mark Winter all resist the temptation to oversentimentalise the journalists. They're played as real as possible, with their quest to get to the heart of the story as much about a grab for ratings as it is a quest for truth. There's more -- much more -- I could write about them, but to do so would ruin scenes that should be seen fresh.

Anthony LaPaglia gives what must undoubtedly be the performance of his lifetime as Roger East, the man who goes in search of the journalists when no one else was bothering. I've always liked LaPaglia, but I never knew he was this good. The show, however, is completely stolen by Oscar Isaac as Ramos-Horta, who completely owns every moment he's on screen. I am shocked to discover from the press kit that Isaac is American -- I was honestly convinced he was from East Timor. Does the AFI give out awards for casting? Maybe they should start. BALIBO would sweep.

As for Robert Connolly, this is a massive turning point for him. He's long been one of the more interesting people in the Australian film industry, whether he's writing and directing films such as THE BANK and THREE DOLLARS, or producing films like THE BOYS and ROMULUS, MY FATHER. BALIBO, however, firmly establishes him as a world-class filmmaker. It's the foolish financier that, post-BALIBO, doesn't hand him a blank cheque.

If I sound enthusiastic, you should know I've actually edited most of the hyperbole out of this review. Informally, I'd say this is the film of the year (keeping in mind we're at the halfway mark). Although the film's importance to cinema is a significant one, its importance as a document of record is more significant. It brings to light a period of Australasian history that has been largely swept under the carpet, and the film is somehow objective and justifiably angry all at once.

BALIBO is completely and unquestionably the unmissable film of the year.

THE LIMITS OF CONTROL

Australian release: July 23

New Zealand release: August 27

There's something to be said for dismantling the hype machine, unplugging the internet, and going to live in a cabin in the woods... that happens to be next to a cinema multiplex. See, I'm a huge Jim Jarmusch fan, but I had no idea he had a film coming out until I got the media invite. It was a lovely surprise. Even though I know he's still alive and making movies, I always think of Jarmusch as a bygone filmmaker, simply because his sensibilities are so gloriously and uniquely left-field, I can't believe that he's walking around on the same Earth as the rest of us.

LIMITS OF CONTROL feels like a throwback to STRANGER THAN PARADISE or GHOST DOG in the way he finds his story. Jarmusch has this wonderful quality as a filmmaker that makes it look as if he's been wandering around with a film crew until he found someone who looks interesting, then filmed their life until something happens. When Jarmusch finds Lone Man (Isaach De Bankolé), he simply points the camera at him and waits. I had no problem with his, as De Bankolé has one of the most captivatingly stoic faces I've ever seen on film. It's a face constructed purely for a Jarmusch film.

This film will definitely frustrate some people. It's slow -- very slow -- and doesn't really seem to have any driving narrative, even when things are clearly happening on screen. On its surface, it appears to be incredibly simple; one man performing some unspecified job that requires him to go from person to person collecting instructions. This simplicity belies the sheer complexity of the film's themes, which seem to orbit the concept of idealists in a cynical world. It sounds naff, but thankfully Jarmusch doesn't outline his intentions as bluntly or artlessly as I just did. (Assuming, of course, that I've interpreted them correctly.)

Through characters such as Tilda Swinton's Blonde, Jarmusch explores who he is; through Youki Kudoh, he ponders his place in the world; through John Hurt, he questions his own pretentiousness; through Bill Murray, he berates his own inability to fit into the real world; through Isaach De Bankolé, he impassively observes, collects the evidence, then makes his final inevitable judgment.

Dialogue in the film places an unambiguous emphasis on the import of dreams and art and reflected images over the uninspiring realness of the real world, and Jarmusch constructs his film accordingly. The shot composition and soundscape are as potent as anything he's made beforehand, and at times rival anything in DEAD MAN, his 1995 masterpiece.

As I said, it won't be for everyone. My companion at the film was reasonably well-versed in Jarmusch and is no slouch in the arthouse cinema area, and felt the film simply didn't work. I can see what he means; even an esoteric film must have care and attention given to structure, and even I'll admit that the ponderous pace does begin to wear slightly in the final act of the film (no matter how abstract you attempt to be, it's always possible to divide any two hour film into a traditional three act structure). But that minor complaint aside, my reaction was the opposite. THE LIMITS OF CONTROL is a truly important progression in the filmography of one of the world's most interesting filmmakers, and possibly the most intensely personal work he's ever made.

HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF-BLOOD PRINCE

Australian/NZ release: July 15

Is this the most redundant review ever? The film's already been released, has been reviewed everywhere already (including by all the bigwigs on this site), and you already knew if you were going to see it or not when they were in production on film three. Nevertheless...

I've debated with people the merits of the HARRY POTTER film series. The argument against the films usually hinges on why they cut this particular bit of the book, to which I'd explain that if all the bits were left in, the film would be seventeen hours long. My own idea was that they should have made a TV series out of it -- seven seasons is a good run for a popular show, and the episodic nature of the books, as well as the fact that they take place over a year, would mean that not an iota would be lost, and more could be added. Of course, television is still seen as the poorer cousin of film, and a franchise this big demands a feature film franchise. Also, the sixth film has just come out, and arguing against the series as a whole brings new meaning to the word "moot".

But what advantages are had by a cinematic interpretation? It's a question that, oddly, hasn't come up much in the whole Movie Meritoriousness debate, and yet it's such an obvious one to ask. So here, in numerical order (either ascending or descending in order of greatness or not greatness, it's entirely up to you) are the three key advantages to the cinematic adaptations of the "Harry Potter" book series:

1) The Scope

This is an easy argument to make in light of the sixth film, given it's the most beautiful of the lot. Look at how much care is taken in setting up the mood of Hogwarts and its surrounds. Each film manages to bring something new to the countryside without it looking like it's in a completely different place. The latest "angles" are the best so far, with mist-covered mountains, clear rivers, and enough lingering shots for us to absorb it all. Years ago when Harry reviewed FELLOWSHIP OF THE RING, he talked about a young girl pointing out Rivendell to her father and saying that she wanted to live there. That anecdote (which I've been unable to rediscover after a morning of Googling) stuck with me, because that wish-fulfillment is the most obvious thing that should be brought out in fantasy films, and so few actually achieve it. Yes, I want to live in Rivendell, but thanks to the scope of the film, I'd really like to go to Hogwarts. (Side note: I'm now a convert. See it in Imax 3D if you get a chance. It's figuratively mind-blowing!)

2) The Directors

Say what you like about Christopher Columbus, but he didn't combine the first two books into a single film, he didn't make the whole thing a CGI animation fest, and he didn't set the damn thing in California (as unconfirmed rumours suggested some directors wanted planning). He kept everybody British, and helped set up a brilliantly-realised world that Alfonso Cuauron, Mike Newell and David Yates have all inhabited to, in my opinion, unbroken success. I'm not surprised that David Yates is the guy they're running with for the final stretch... or, now I think about it, what will eventually be 50% of the franchise. He's made some brilliant stuff (again, I insist you check out the original BBC "State of Play"), and his work on POTTER has been exemplary. That doesn't mean everything in film six is perfect. There are some oddly underwhelming choices made that seem to lessen the impact of what should be huge moments, but the consistency of quality helps me overlook these. Directors this good wouldn't come along if this were being made on television. (Or would they? Actually, had they started making my hypothetical "Potter" TV series in 2001 when they began the movies, they'd have certainly hired Yates amongst others... so this point only half works.)

3) The Cast

When the inevitable eight-film box set comes out, I hope they reserve a spot on the back for the cast list, just to show off exactly how many incredible actors they crammed into this thing. The fact that these are massive films means they retain people like Robbie Coltrane, Maggie Smith, Alan Rickman and Michael Gambon year after year, even when their parts are diminished. David Thewlis turned up for one solitary scene in the fifth film, and The Great Timothy Spall appears for no more than ten second in the sixth! That attention to detail in creating, but also maintaining, this world is a huge part of the films' success. But this paragraph is also an excuse for me to talk about Jim Broadbent, who reminds us why he's so damn brilliant. Broadbent could have easily coasted through this role. He could have read each line in his wonderful manner, but still essentially play himself, and we'd still be applauding his screen presence and perfect casting. Broadbent is, of course, so much better than that, and constructs an entirely real, completely believable Professor Slughorn from the script up. It's weird to write "completely believable" when you're talking about a wizard who starts off as a an armchair in his first scene, but Broadbent inhabits this socially-awkward, starfucking character so wonderfully, a kid's film about wizards turns into something you simply cannot dismiss. Anybody who regards these films as hype or an advanced form of merchandising should watch Broadbent in this before they speak.

Look, you've either read the books or you haven't. You either like the films or you don't. You're either going to see this or you're not. Your mind was probably made up long ago. But if there's still an objective part of you that could be swayed, allow me to help: eight years ago I picked up the first book to see what all the hype was about, expecting that I'd dismiss it outright. Upon reading the first, I realised that JK Rowling had been raised on all the brilliant English authors that I had (Roald Dahl, Enid Blyton, Hugh Lofting, AA Milne, etc), and that these books were continuing and expanding the tradition. I was cynical, but ultimately won over. Start with the books, then check out the movies. It's better late than never.

DRAG ME TO HELL

Australian/NZ release: July 23

"Sam Raimi is back." Oh, how phrases like this tempt lazy reviewers like myself. It's past midnight, I have an early morning, and I'm so tempted to resort to the oh-so-simple narrative of Former Horror Director Returns To Horror Roots After Stint In Big Budget Hollywoodland. However, to accept the idea that Raimi is back, you'd first have to inform us where he'd gone in the first place. Had he gone to the place of selling out and churning out low quality films? Well, no. Forgetting SPIDER-MAN 3 (oh, that I could...), there's an unmistakable scent of "passion project" around even the most bizarre career choices of the 1990s. So no selling out there. What about that dip in quality? Well, SPIDER-MAN 2 is about as perfect a superhero movie as I've seen, and so 3 is but a blip.

Oh, so it's a return to his horror roots, then? Well, sort-of. The same sensibilities that inform his horrors are also present in everything from the SPIDER-MAN films to A SIMPLE PLAN.

So what phrase can I use if I want to churn out a quick review? I need my clichés, people! How about: "Sam Raimi's still got it."

That one I can live with. DRAG ME TO HELL is, to put it mildly, fucking scary. It's as if Raimi heard our cries for help and came to remind us that horror films can actually be good. As if to underscore the quality of HELL, the film was preceded by a trailer for ORPHAN, which is either the worst horror trailer I've ever seen, or the most brilliantly subtle spoof ever made.

I wouldn't describe myself as a horror fan. I love THE EXORCIST, THE OMEN, ROSEMARY'S BABY and THE SHINING, but everybody loves those. But as a non-horror buff, I find that I'm perhaps harder to win over to the genre. That's why DRAG ME TO HELL is so damned impressive. Jaded we may be, but I could not keep still in my seat for more than two minutes at a time.

There are a few odd choices. It's weird seeing product placement in what feels like an old school horror flick. Particularly if that product placement is technology, with the constant shots of Apple products (desktops, laptops, iPhones, Justin Long, etc). Justin Long, incidentally, is brilliant, as is Alison Lohmann. Sorry, did you want me to go into the plot? No, can't be bothered. Either you've heard it a dozen times by now, or you don't know a thing about it, but either way you don't need me repeating it here.

I'll simply say that nobody, but nobody, can combine horror and comedy the way Raimi does. I've never laughed louder whilst being thoroughly disgusted as much as I did during this film's running time. I started out this review talking about tired old phrases, which is unintentionally fitting, given that, thanks to DRAG ME TO HELL, the sentence "They don't make 'em like they used to" can now be officially retired in relation to horror.

DVD REVIEWS

I'VE LOVED YOU SO LONG (Region 4)

The film: French dramas have done practically nothing for me the past few years. I won't pretend I've seen anything approaching all of them, but the ones I have caught (such as François Ozon's 5x2 or Joachim Lafosse's PRIVATE LESSONS) have left me bored, angry, or -- more often -- both. Philippe Claudel's I'VE LOVED YOU SO LONG is a nice reminder that French drama can be brilliant. Claudel avoids all possible clichés: people being horrible to one another for no reason, conflict arising from contrived situations rather than character, using the words "character piece" as an excuse to make your film not be about anything, and wall-to-wall melodrama (there's one moment at the end, but it's entirely earned). Kristin Scott Thomas gives one of the most astonishing, restrained performances ever as Juliette, a woman recently out of prison. She's supported by a superb cast and an intelligent script. When the ending arrived, I realised how often pure dramas go the extreme ironic tragedy route for an easy out; I'VE LOVED YOU subverted those expectations completely, delivering a beautiful and intensely satisfying ending that actually had me eager for an immediate second viewing.

The extras: Just a trailer, and it appeared to be out of sync. An English language commentary from Scott Thomas would have been interesting. Oh, and those who like to turn off English subtitles might want to avoid the region four edition of the film; the subtitles are burned into the image. No way to turn them off!

Should you buy it: Absolutely. And I wouldn't say that if its repeat value wasn't high. It can also be used as a seduction tool for that arty chick at your school, or as a cruelly ironic Mother's Day gift (you'll understand when you see it). Or, even better, as one of the better dramas in your DVD collection.

NEXT WEEK

- Neil Gaiman and Henry Selick to spin-off into stop-motion sitcoms with "Coraline In The City"

- The words "Inglorious Bastards" become the most accurately-spelled phrase on the internet, thanks to illiterate talkbackers and bloggers inadvertently misspelling Tarantino's film correctly

- Hugo Weaving stretches himself even further, playing the founder of Scientology as if he were a Middle Earthian elf, in ELROND HUBBARD

Peace out,

Latauro
AICNDownunder@hotmail.com



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  • July 22, 2009, 10:35 a.m. CST

    First

    by MMacKK

  • July 22, 2009, 10:35 a.m. CST

    And Australian to Boot.

    by MMacKK

  • July 22, 2009, 10:46 a.m. CST

    Elrond Hubbard

    by brokentusk

    Old joke. <p> www.cults.co.nz/sci/elrondhubbard.jpg

  • July 22, 2009, 10:47 a.m. CST

    And A Huge Fan of HP6. Fucking Ace.

    by MMacKK

  • July 22, 2009, 10:50 a.m. CST

    While I'm here, I have a question for any Australians.

    by brokentusk

    Does anyone know if the Region 4 (Australian) release of LET THE RIGHT ONE IN has the correct subtitles, or are they "dumbed down" like the Region 1 (American) release? <p> Got a family member going to the Oz in a few weeks and thinking of asking her to bring it back for me.

  • July 22, 2009, 11:17 a.m. CST

    " It's figuratively mind-blowing!"

    by ZombieHeathLedger

    Oh you mean our minds don't LITERALLY blow up upon viewing? (Thanks for clearing that up.)

  • July 22, 2009, 11:24 a.m. CST

    by Cobra--Kai

    One more question for Australians...<p> Hugh Jackman - bender or not?

  • July 22, 2009, 11:59 a.m. CST

    China

    by Toonol

    It's always interesting to hear blatant examples of China being the Evil Totalitarian nation. It always seems like much of their population is thoroughly supportive of being enslaved. Weird psychology... it's like the entire nation has stockholm syndrome.

  • July 22, 2009, 11:59 a.m. CST

    you misspelled BILBO

    by IAmLegolas

    ha! I slay me.

  • July 22, 2009, 12:01 p.m. CST

    Jim Jarmusch

    by dancetothebeatofthelivingdead

    I have no problem with art-house cinema. I like quite a bit of thoughtful cinema that is considered by critics and enthusiasts alike to be "Artful." <br> <br> That being said, I never really "got" Jim J. It's not that I don;t understand his films and it's not that I can't appreciate him or what he's trying to deliver to the audience; I just simply do not find his movies entertaining in any way. They all have their moments, but it sounds like this new one is all that I don;t like about his films amplified to 11. <br> <br> I agree with the writer that it seems like Jarmusch sometimes walks around with a camera until he finds someone interesting and starts filming until the subject does something. I think that is an incredible summation of his work. I ave lots of friends who swear by and love these movies, I just don't like them. Call me mindless and ignorant, but I do have a desire to be entertained and not be used as a tool by which Jarmusch can express just how arty and abstract he is. That seems to be it. David Lynch is abstract and David Lynch is art. Yet, David Lynch's best work seems to be behind him; before he became aware of how abstract and arty he really was. Jarmusch seems to have always had this self-awareness and it seems to me that he wants to prove it to everybody and his films are just that and nothing more. "Look at me and how cool and artistic my vision is." Not my cup of tea.

  • July 22, 2009, 12:22 p.m. CST

    Drag Me to Hell isn't scary OR funny.

    by TheLastCleric

    It's a PG-13 shitfest that is getting a free pass because Raimi directed it.

  • July 22, 2009, 1:22 p.m. CST

    I almost walked out of Drag Me To Hell

    by Snookeroo

    And that's saying something for a cheapskate like me.<br>Way, waaaay over-rated. Cheesy and predictable; and before someone starts touting the "you just didn't understand it" line, yes -- I did understand that the film was made with a tongue-in-cheek approach. I understand that the film was made with sensibilities to classic "scary" movies.<br><br>The only "horror" involved with "Drag Me To Hell" was the horrible amount of wasted time my butt was planted in the theater seat.

  • July 22, 2009, 1:47 p.m. CST

    Seriously? DMTH was that bad?

    by turketron_2

    I haven't seen it yet, but so many were gushing over it I kind of felt bad for not going to check it out.

  • July 22, 2009, 1:51 p.m. CST

    Product Placement in Drag Me Back To Hell

    by oogles

    Justin Long's contract with Apple specifies that he cannot use any non-apple related computer or cell phone technology (publicly or privately) for at least 7 years after the termination of that ad campaign.

  • July 22, 2009, 2:29 p.m. CST

    turketron_2

    by Snookeroo

    I'm probably not the target demographic for "Drag Me To Hell", and so take it with a grain of salt. The movie features a lot of old lady gross-out shtick (i.e. French kissing a hag with dentures -- they go back to that well several times). I think the target audience is probably 12 - 18 year old boys whose creative repertoire includes Green Lantern and/or Living Dead comics. Nothing wrong with that, except if you've seen more than a few horror flicks, there's a real "been-there, done-that" feel that becomes weary very quickly.

  • July 22, 2009, 2:52 p.m. CST

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    by Col. Tigh-Fighter

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  • July 22, 2009, 3:27 p.m. CST

    Turketron

    by dancetothebeatofthelivingdead

    Yes...i am so sorry to say, it WAS that bad. I didn;t expect too much from it, I wanted a fucking Raimi movie to knock me out. I didn't need to see the greatest horror film ever; I just wanted to be entertained and the movie was a massive fail of epic proportions. No bullshit. <br> <br> The weirdest thing about it was that it was the directing that failed the most. I could understand if Raimi had put together a mess of a movie, hell, I saw Spiderman 3! As bad as that was, it had some nice Raimi touches here and there and it felt like a cinematic experience. Drag Me To Hell, on the onther hand, felt like it was made by two twelve-year-old boys. <br> <br> The acting, all by servicable actors, was directionless. It felt like Raimi hit one take of every scene, and you could almost feel him yelling "action," and "cut." right after the scripted dialogue was spoken. <br> <br> I know a few people liked it, and some will defend it by calling me an idiot and saying I didn't "get it" or can't grasp Raimi's intentions. I got it. <br> <br> It was just bad.

  • July 22, 2009, 5:38 p.m. CST

    Thumbs down from me too re: DMTH

    by YackBacker

    It had some moments, and Lohman kept things fun and insane, but... it was a mess. And Mac boy was absurdly bad. Save your $ and time.

  • July 22, 2009, 6:51 p.m. CST

    according to "At The Movies", the Red Cliff release here is

    by Amy Chasing

    the abridged version. So sad. I got to see the complete first part a while back and it was fantastic!

  • July 23, 2009, 2:46 a.m. CST

    brokentusk

    by Latauro

    Dammit. And they have a cool photoshop to go with it...

  • July 23, 2009, 3:30 a.m. CST

    Latauro, So the media ignore this israel/palestine issue?

    by fisheater

    Yea well i spose Communist China is more interesting. Still its a high profile director and it doesn't get any reports in local news. Balibo looks wonderful and i agree Connolly is certainly the best aussie director stil directing aussie films. The Boys was amazing and The Bank solidified his work for me.

  • July 23, 2009, 12:21 p.m. CST

    drag me to _the limits of control_...

    by duanejones

    ...again, because i loved it the first time. actually, i'll walk, thanks. in some ways, it's the most abstract while at the same time the most essential jarmusch film, and a cool drink of jj's trademark old-school hipster zen. we will look back on it as the masterpiece it surely is, as we do for _dead man_ now and so thoroughly missed the goddamn boat on at the time, as well, likewise, also (both have killer soundtracks, too, also, plus which)...

  • July 23, 2009, 8:44 p.m. CST

    fisheater

    by Latauro

    Actually, Ken Loach got a fair bit of press coverage, though it was mostly drowned out by all the China controversy. I'm just looking forward to the fallout from Balibo. Should be great to watch.