Showing posts with label foreign film. Show all posts
Showing posts with label foreign film. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

Godzilla Double Feature: Gojira (1954); Godzilla, King of the Monsters! (1956)


DUM! 
DUM DUM DUM DUM DUUUUM! 
DUM DUM DUM! 
DUM DUM 
DUMDUMDUMDUM!

Okay, maybe it would be better if you were to hear the actual music as opposed to me typing it out like an idiot:

Gotta love that theme.

As you can tell by this point, I am fan of Godzilla. When I was a kid, I used to watch many of the old movies from the 1950s onward, where he was either destroying the cities of Japan or fighting a host of other monsters that terrorized the human race. In addition to this, I would get everything that went with it: toys, books, you name it - anything that had a Godzilla theme to it. I would also go online and find out facts about him and his friends and enemies. That may not seem like a big deal, but keep in mind, this was in the dark days of dial-up; this took up a good portion of my time. (No, I did not have many friends growing up. Why do you ask?). Either way, I was probably the closest thing to a fanboy without actually going to conventions or dressing up in a costume.

As time went on, however, this childhood obsession subsided. I decided to see more sophisticated movies. For instance, last week I saw David Cronenberg's take on the respective attitudes of Sigmund Freud and Carl Jung:
According to Freudian Viggo Mortensen, my obsession with Godzilla is the result of suppressed sexual desires. 
But what does he know?!

But like the big guy himself, my nostalgia is always right beneath the surface, ready to emerge. When I saw the trailer for the newest film earlier this year, it was like I was ten years old all over again. So in commemoration of the 60th anniversary of the series, as well as the movie coming out this week, I have decided to come out of semi-retirement and review both the original Japanese movie that started it all, as well as the American version that came out two years later. First up: 1954's "Gojira."



Starring: Akira Takarada, Momoko Kochi, Akihiko Hirata, Takashi Shimura
Director: Ishiro Honda

The movie begins when a series of boats are destroyed in the Sea of Japan, causing confusion and concern among its citizens. Not long afterward, a group of scientists head to a nearby island were they are confronted with the cause of the damage: a giant, fire-breathing monster which the natives call GODZILLA! I mean, GOJIRA (okay, I am just going to use "Godzilla" to avoid confusion)! As he makes his way to the mainland, numerous attempts are made to destroy him, but they all fail, leading to the destruction of Tokyo. Dr. Yamane (Takashi Shimura) is one of the country's leading paleontologists who is put in charge of explaining this strange phenomenon. He determines that Godzilla is a prehistoric animal from the time of the dinosaurs that has grown to enormous proportions as a result of nuclear testing. He is assisted by his daughter, Emiko (Momoko Kochi), who is in the middle of a love triangle involving herself, a naval officer named Ogata (Akira Takarada), and an eye-patch wearing scientist named  Dr. Serizawa (Akihiko Hirata). This triangle takes a twist, however, when Serizawa reveals to her that he has a secret that could help bring down Godzilla…but also have destructive consequences for the rest of the world!

So why do people like myself enjoy this movie and others like it so much? While there are a number of reasons, I guess one basic explanation is that they are examples of mythology coming to life. People have spent centuries telling stories about giant creatures that always seem to be lurking in the mountains, hiding in the waters or appearing right where we live. These monsters cannot be reasoned with or taught to stand down; in our minds, they only have one objective and that is to destroy us. It goes back to that primal fear of strange and vicious-looking animals, as well as the general human fear of the unknown. Godzilla is merely an extension of these raw human emotions.


Shut up, Viggo Freud!

Then again, there might be another, more simplistic human trait that inserts itself within the film: people like to see stuff get blown up! And it does: boats get blown up, trains plans and automobiles get blown up, hell, Tokyo gets blown up!

Let it burn! LET IT ALL BURN!!!

This is all enhanced by a lot of the technical aspects of the movie.  The black-and-white picture quality it gives the movie a real gritty quality. As I mentioned, the music is awesome as well: it is very intense, foreboding, and gives the sense that something big is happening or about to happen, while also knowing when to tone it down when the time calls for it. And Godzilla himself looks cool. He is not some splashy CGI animal plastered on the screen; he is just a good-old fashioned dinosaur who wants to tear down a building! The film does an impressive job of making the most out of its relative simplicity. Yes, it is still primitive compared to nowadays and there are some obvious shortcuts and errors (i.e. using the same scene twice, switching back and forth between using a Godzilla model and a guy in a suit), but overall it holds up surprisingly well after 60 years.

But, you may say, there are a lot of movies that do that today, including many that are directly or indirectly influenced by it, so it is not exactly a novelty. Heck, it was not even the first of its kind (the original "King Kong" predates it by 21 years, and even that movie has predecessors). While all this is true, there is more to the movie than these basic elements.

Most people are aware that the whole Godzilla series is one big allegory about the dangers of nuclear warfare and the consequences violating the laws of mother nature (I will get to all this later in the post). However, the 1954 film had other themes that transcended its rather straightforward plot. First, there is the issue of whether Godzilla should be destroyed or not. Dr. Yamane is a scientist first and foremost who loves research, and wants to do more to learn about the monster. The idea of destroying such a unique specimen, no matter how destructive, is treasonous to him. However, he has to comply with the authorities, who have no interest of risking the lives of others after the creature has already killed so many. Still, you can see the conflict, between the desire to understand what cannot be yet be explained and the natural tendency to want it to just go away.

It also does not overlook the tragedy of the destruction. As awesome as it is seeing Godzilla destroy Tokyo, they do show rather a somber hospital scene afterward where his victims are being cared for, including children. There is even one part during the Tokyo rampage where a mother is seen huddled up with her children and, knowing they are about to meet their deaths, says "We'll be joining your [deceased] father in just a moment!" This is a pretty dark turn for what is suppose to be sci-fi escapism. But I am glad they have these moments because they add emotion to the scenes and gives them a sense of gravitas.

Now I will not say that all the serious moments are great and philosophical. The discussions between the characters can be unfocused or too dragged out, with a lot of it doing nothing more than pointing out the obvious. Still, given the time this was made and the fact that this is a movie about a giant fire-breathing reptile, I give them credit for adding something meaningful into the mix. And it is a lot better than when "Mega Shark vs. Giant Octopus" tried to do it! Like I said in my review of that little gem, with "Godzilla" you can tell there was some effort put into it with characters you can identify or sympathize with. With movies like  "Mega"  and others of its kind like "Sharknado," actors (I repeat, actors, not characters) read really pretentious lines before the plot moves on to something else (usually something stupid). To be fair, I should clarify my previous comments and say that some of the latter Godzilla movies were probably guilty of hitting the environmental theme a little too hard on the head:

The Smog Monster…subtle...

But in this film at least, there was some thought put into it.

Either way, all of this struck a cord with audiences and so it was imported to America. However, it was decided that it should be specialized for an American audience, and so they made some changes, resulting in:



Starring: Raymond Burr, a bunch of stand-ins and dubbers
Director: Ishiro Honda, Terry O. Morse


Now I should make a confession: as big of a fan of Godzilla as I was/am, I did not see the original Gojira until right before doing this review. Keep in mind that Japanese versions of movies were not that easy to get on VHS back in the day (yes, I do mean VHS). "Godzilla, King of the Monsters!," on the other hand, was the movie I grew up on and watched a million times. So what exactly are the differences between them?

The most obvious change in the American version is the addition of Raymond Burr, playing reporter Steve Martin.

No.

Right actor, wrong movie.

There we go.

How this worked is that the producers took footage from the original film and then added in footage of the character talking and acting out in selected scenes. Now, you are probably thinking: "Wow, that sounds like an incredibly cheap and stupid thing to do." Normally, I would agree, but miraculously they make it work.

They change the order of the story a little bit and the film opens up with Martin in the rubble of Tokyo after Godzilla destroys the city. Throughout the rest of the film, he narrates over the scenes and gives the back story of the different characters. Martin himself is a news reporter for United World Press and is on his way to Cairo when he makes a stopover in Japan to see Dr. Serizawa, who is a friend of his from college. However, as the events involving Godzilla unfolds, Martin reports on the horror that grips the country.

This version of the film is interesting because it is told in the form of a news report. And in a way this makes sense: Just as Burr is walking in on someone else's movie, Steve Martin is walking in on someone else's crisis. He reports it as an outsider and, except at the end, he does not really get involved in the action taking place. He sees it all from an outsider's perspective just as an American audience sees it. I am generally very picky about movies with narrators because the actors involved tend to do terrible voice-overs. But Burr has a very esteemed, authoritative voice when he talks, and he really pulls it off the idea that he is an  Edward R. Murrow-like figure reporting on the damage that is unfolding around him, as well as the aftermath. So overall, against all odds, I think this strategy works.

Okay, I will admit there are some problems that occur. Because Burr did not actually interact with the original actors, the film uses stand-ins and dubbing to make it seem like he is. I did not notice it as a kid, but I do now, and they are really obvious and awkward. Granted, they do not do it that much, but the side-effect is that Steve Martin has only one or two conversations with the handful of people he knows in Japan even though this was the reason for him being there in the first place. This version does introduce another new character named Tomo Iwangana (Frank Iwangana), a Japanese security force representative who acts as Martin's translator and effectively as the original film's tour guide. This helps a little, but not enough to overlook the errors. I understand they may not have had subtitles back in the day, and there are plenty of Godzilla films out there that get their humor out of poor dubbing. Still, when you are trying to enact serious scenes, it can be really distracting.

These barriers also pose an issue when the original footage is playing and is dubbed over to inform the English-speaking audience of what is being said. To the filmmakers credit, not much of the dialogue from the original is changed in the translation and they even manage to cut stuff out that went on too long. However, consistency becomes an issue when people start speaking in Japanese in one scene and start "speaking" English in another even though in real life this would be uncalled for. And while some scenes deserved to be cut, there were others where I wish they had been more lenient to allow the characters to express themselves. To be fair, though, one minor but worthwhile change they made was when they tinker with the ending dialogue in a positive manner: the original gives the impression that a sequel was to follow while this version has a more climatic feel to it. I am generally not a fan of movies that try to promote their own sequels, so I am glad the producers decided to give it, in my opinion, a more fitting conclusion.

There is one scene that is left untouched from the original which I am thankful for because it is probably the best scene in both movies. This is the one near the end where a television broadcast shows  images of a destroyed Tokyo and the dead and dying people Godzilla left in his wake while a girls choir sings a song which prays for peace. It is a very powerful and moving scene and, as you can imagine, it speaks a loud volumes. Leading up to this moment, Serzawa is arguing over whether to use his secret weapon against Godzilla for fear of releasing it onto the world. The broadcast illustrates why these fears are justified: his country has only had to deal with the atomic bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki, but has endured years of war that ruined an untold number of lives and destroyed its national identity. Godzilla is not just a monster that destroys everything in its wake: he is a reminder of the destruction that people bring upon themselves. However, as the rest of the movie shows, sometimes they are the only ones that can make things right again.

So that is Gojira and Godzilla! Now the big question: which one is better? Needless to say, I have a strong nostalgic attachment to the latter. But if I had to choose, I would have to say that, on a technical level, the original is probably better, if only because it has a smoother way of telling the story without the dubbing and stand-ins. Honestly, though, you would do fine with either one. They have their strengths and weaknesses, but both show you that there is more than one way to enjoy Godzilla. So whether you want to have a great introduction to a cultural icon, or if you just want to see a good-old fashion monster movie, I definitely recommend them!

Oh, and before I go, I shall leave you with this another great masterpiece. Enjoy:

The pictures and videos in this post are copyrighted by their original owners and are being used for entertainment purposes only. Please do not sue me.

Friday, June 24, 2011

REVIEW: Them (2006)

This should be called “Patience: The Movie.” Because you just keep waiting…and waiting…and waiting…and waiting…and waiting…and waiting…

Director: David Moreau, Xavier Palud
Starring: Olivia Bonamy, Michael Cohen

So apparently this movie was well liked internationally, according to the Wikipedia page, and has a fairly positive score on Rotten Tomatoes. And to that I say, DID ANY OF YOU IDIOTS EVEN WATCH THIS CRAP?! This is wretched, banal and vapid to extremes I haven’t seen in a while. It’s completely directionless, there’s no suspense, the characters suck and the twist is laughable. There, review over.

…no, I can’t just leave it at that; that wouldn’t be a convincing enough warning. Sigh. I guess I’ll have to just go through this whole thing and prove it. Let’s get this bad movie circus started.

Our movie begins with two annoying characters in a car. The mother asks her daughter if she’d like to speak to her father, and the daughter, being a whiny, precocious teenager, gives her a hard time about it. Oh no, she has to SPEAK TO HER FATHER? Call the frigging presses, it’s a tragedy on par with the Titanic. Seriously, nice way to make sure we don’t give a crap from the start about these two. Not to mention their acting is terrible, too. The car breaks down, the mother goes out to try and jump start the engine, and she disappears…the daughter, being a super genius, decides to step outside and start calling her mom’s name incessantly, thinking that MAYBE the fiftieth time she calls, her mom will respond. She gets back in the car and gets strangled, because of course there’s NO WAY she could have heard the car door opening!

"Help! I'm being attacked by implausibility!"

The next day we see a teacher…teaching. Yeah, uh, OK then.

"Today we will be learning about horrible acting and unrealistic plot development. Take out your books and turn to page 50."

She goes home and passes by the opening-kill car, which serves to establish what we already know – oooooh, whatever happened to them is going to happen to her! She goes home to her boyfriend, who is a writer, who says he’s always doing his job, even in his head. Well I’m glad someone is, because whoever wrote this sure isn’t…and why is this important? Open the Plot Fortune Cookie and find out!

Seriously; it has no bearing on the plot and is never brought up again. This movie fails again!

Then we get a bunch of scenes of the two of them playing around and doing couple things; la-dee-da, I’m sure NOTHING bad will happen here! Actually the scenes of him chasing her through the halls could have easily been altered to be much, much scarier than any of the actual horror scenes in this movie. They talk about random stuff, and I mostly just wonder why.

It isn't a good sign when even your actors would rather watch TV than further the plot...

And do we REALLY need to see a scene of them sitting on the couch and watching TV? I mean really, would the movie have suffered if you cut it out? Are you that bankrupt of ideas? At one point the guy even turns off the TV and says he doesn’t need to watch this crap. Ironic considering the movie he’s in…but seriously, we’re almost halfway into the movie at this point. This is only a 70 something minute movie. It shouldn't be that hard to fill up with suspense and things happening, but we're around a half hour in and NOTHING has really happened to advance the plot! That's got to be a new record for worthlessness.

So then they’re sleeping at night when the woman hears a noise outside. A NOISE! OH NO! The guy goes outside and finds that someone is in the car and has TURNED THE LIGHTS ON! Oh the humanity! The lights go out, like in every really bad horror movie, and they turn the TV on too? What fiends these guys are!

The TV is the best actor in the movie and shows the most emotional range by far.

So these two get…really overly terrified at what’s happening despite the fact that they haven’t seen anything yet and that since it’s THEIR HOUSE they should know where SOMETHING is that could help them – a flashlight? Something they could use as a weapon? ANYTHING? But nope, because these people are morons, the plot must go on. The guy gets hurt when a broken glass door slams into his leg and they both end up hiding in their bedroom like cowards. Which would be a brilliant thing to do if you wanted to entrap yourself up there and let your attackers surround you.

Then the woman goes up into the attic, and since this is a horror movie, the whole attic is covered in transparent drapes that make it look like one of Dexter’s kill rooms or something.

"Do you mind?"

The attackers are up there, too, but they wait until it’s dramatically convenient to attack, giving her time to possibly formulate a plan – I’m glad these attackers are so fair. Then one of them is just sort of standing there ominously, because THAT’S a smart thing to do! I’m sure the main character won’t ever think of just pushing him off the balcony he’s standing on…oh, wait.

Whoopsy daisy!

Then she and her husband go for a pleasant nighttime jog in the woods until they come to a fence. The guy can’t get over it because of his leg wound. He tells his wife to run by herself, and being a stupid and selfish character, she goes ahead and does it. I laugh at this scene because all I can picture is what the husband is really thinking: “No, wait! I just said that to look noble! Don’t leave me here, you whore! COME BACK!”

And then we see even more of our main heroine’s intelligence as she finds a car and gets inside, even as the attackers surround her. It’s not like she could just open the doors and make a break for it, right? That would just be silly.

Then we cut to the husband, who somehow got over his fence problem (and whose injury is only debilitating when the plot requires it to be) and pursues the attackers by listening to the nice soundtrack of his wife’s screams. He finds a secret cavernous entrance to the sewers, I guess, which looks more like a place Jigsaw from the SAW movies would love to hang out. There he finds a bunch of little kids committing the horrendous act of MAKING HIS WIFE SMELL SOMETHING IN A BAG! Really, that’s what it looks like. The picture quality is too murky to determine anything else, so…yeah.

But seriously, a bunch of little kids? That’s your big scare of the movie? “Won’t you play with us?” is the movie’s chosen scary line for them to say, and it’s even sillier that way. Oh no, they’re going to make us play hide and seek with them! In fact that’s really all this movie is. A big, stupid, incredibly boring game of hide and seek.

So anyway, one of the kids, a younger one, tells the older one to stop torturing the woman. But before any character development can happen, the husband says NO and just kills the older kid, saving his wife. But then they hear the sounds of the other kids coming in! The little kid tells them to follow him, and since they’re morons, they agree. To be fair, he was trying to get his buddy to stop torturing the woman, but still, are you telling me they couldn’t just go back toward the entrance and face the kids head on? That these two GROWN ADULTS can’t take a bunch of whiny little brats who probably should have been beaten more by their probably neglectful parents? Get real!

And then when they’re trying to escape, the kid suddenly betrays them anyway! Then why was he telling the kid to stop torturing her earlier? And for that matter, what’s the logic in acting like he’s going to help them escape when the other kids are right outside, when he could have easily just let them get captured in the first place and saved us all 5 minutes of this excruciating excrement? This movie has less logic than…a dog driving a car!



Well, that 2 minutes was far more entertaining than the movie itself, but since I still have to finish this review...

The film ends with both of them dead and the kids all getting on a bus to go and ruin more good cinema. Oh what a joyous rape of the senses…I hope that bus burns.

All aboard the bus to cliche horror ending-ville! Tickets are free except we do want your dignity and brain cells. Those are kind of in short supply where movies like this are made.

This was awful! There’s nothing entertaining or suspenseful about this at all. This had a cool set up, with the cover art and the nice, desolate setting, but man oh man did they waste all of that. The amount of sheer nothing contained in Them is enough to fill a football field. If you like movies that are actually about something, that contain any modicum of wit or style to their proceedings or that have any inch of atmosphere to them, avoid this like the plague. To sum up in short: little kids are evil and can easily overpower grown adults with nothing else but their bare hands and the cover of night. Yup, that’s about the size of it. What a joke.

Friday, December 24, 2010

Joyeux Noel (Merry Christmas) (2005)

Starring: Benno Furmann, Guillaume Canet, Daniel Bruhl
Director: Christian Carion

"Joyeux Noel" (or "Merry Christmas" in English) is a 2005 French film about the real-life World War I Christmas truce. It focuses on a number of German, French, and Scottish soldiers who in December of 1914 lay down their arms in order to put a stop to the fighting, if only briefly, and fraternize with each other.

This movie kind of has an unfair advantage. I say this because it was probably going to be good no matter what anyone did to it just because it is such an amazing story. Well, then again, anything is possible, especially in the realm of film making; I guess we should be thankful that this was a foreign film as opposed to one created by Hollywood. Anyway, whatever the case, it turned out very well. It did a fantastic job of showing the difficulties of fighting a war against those with such a similar culture and who under normal circumstances would be your friendly neighbors instead of the people who you are being ordered to kill. While there are strands of uneasiness and animosity, the troops genuinely want to be at peace with their counterparts, as they drink together, exchange information about themselves and their living conditions in the trenches, and even play soccer against one another (okay, they're European, so its technically football).

You know how when you are a little kid (or even as an adult) you get really depressed when Christmas comes to an end? Well...how do you think these guys must have felt? Almost needless to say, the soldiers on both sides find it very difficult to go back to the bloodshed after two days of harmony. They refuse to shoot the enemy, and even go so far as to hide them in their respective trenches during artillery bombings. Eventually, however, the military leaders intervene and the inevitable realities of war rear their ugly heads. Still, the extraordinary peace that these men experienced during those few days remains with them, if only in mind and spirit.

I know this review seems more like a summery than an actual critique, but that is mostly because the story itself does reveals most of the emotion and power involved in the movie. As I mentioned, there was the small possibility of that it would fail, but this was far from the case. The performances are excellent, there are a number of great lines exchanged between the characters and the music that is sung or played throughout the picture is fantastic. All of these factors make it a really wonderful and inspiring film to watch anytime of the year, but especially over the holidays, and I strongly recommend it.

This review, while a little short, seems like a fitting one to post on the site on Christmas Eve, though more reviews will be featured before the year comes to a close. Merry Christmas.