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Movie Series Review: In the Mood for Love

On this episode, Ryan and Jay continue our Wong Kar-wai Movie Series with one of the best films of the 2000s in In the Mood for Love! This is generally regarded as Kar-wai’s best film, and even one of the the best of all-time. So, there was certainly much to discuss here and we did our best to articulate why its reputation is so well deserved.

Review: In the Mood for Love (3:00)
Director: Wong Kar-wai
Writers: Wong Kar-wai
Stars: Maggie Cheung, Tony Leung

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JD and Brendan also discussed In the Mood for Love on Episode 396:

Movie Review (Cannes Film Festival 2023): ‘She Is Conann’ May Be A New Cult Classic


Director: Bertrand Mandico

Writer: Bertrand Mandico

Stars: Elina Löwensohn, Christa Théret, Julia Riedler

Synopsis: Conan’s life at different stages is shown with a different aesthetic and rhythm from the Sumerian era to the near future.


With his latest picture, She is Conann, French filmmaker Bertrand Mandico gender -flips Robert E. Howard’s creation, Conan the Barbarian, to create a gory and innovative take on the mythic tale. While it may be an endurance test for some, due to the iconoclast’s inclination toward provocation, the brutal film will be a delicious cinematic treat for those willing to embrace its chaotic nature. “I’ll show you barbarism. Let the show commence!”

French filmmaker Bertrand Mandico has such a distinct vision that his films often feel like they are not from this planet. “I capture the onirism and the magical realism”, he has quoted before. His projects’ dreamlike haze and campy nature have such a singular vision that the viewer is left in awe (and quite stunned) of what they have witnessed. As a result, every single frame gets a different reaction from you – confused, baffled, excited, intrigued, grossed out, and (primarily) staggered. Not even Gaspar Noé’s filmography gathers this range of reactions and emotions from the audience. And he tries more than Mandico to provide shock factor. Mandico mixes genres left and right, never sticking to a specific one. His breakout hit, The Wild Boys, is a coming-of-age adventure fantasy that uses surrealism to express its ideas about gender and sexuality. After Blue (Dirty Paradise) is a Dark Crystal-like sci-fi western. 

What else is he going to come up with for his next feature? Nobody can guess what route he is taking. For his next piece of work, Mandico takes inspiration from the mythic tale of Conan the Barbarian but with his usual flair and intrigue in telling queer (and eroticized) stories. If you thought we would see an Arnold Schwarzenegger or Jason Momoa-type figure – an extremely buff man with a hairy chest waving his sword around like a beast – as seen in multi-million-dollar Hollywood films, you better think again. This interpretation, titled She is Conann, follows the journey of six female reincarnations of the titular character and her fight against the evil Sanja (Julia Riedler). If you don’t know anything about this French filmmaker, I think you will have difficulty getting into this movie filled with torture, sex, lust, cannibalism, and gore.

A hellhound photographer named Rainer (to be more specific, a dog/human hybrid played by the director’s muse, Elina Löwensohn) guides the audience through narration onto this journey of time and the human soul, seeing the different stages of the warrior’s life. Born at a dark time when people used to believe in demons and wonders, She is Conann begins with a flashback in a Hell-like setting. We see an old lady pondering about her past in the presence of Queen Conann (Françoise Brion playing the elder version of the character) and the aforementioned Rainer. The hellhound has always been by Conann’s side. She confirmed her prophecy of becoming the most “barbaric of barbarians” as a teenager. During that time, Conann (in this segment, played by Claire Duburcq) was enslaved by Sanja and her group of bloodthirsty goons that murdered her family. 

After finally escaping the torturous hands of the evil mistress, Conann’s journey begins… and ends… and begins once again because she’s killed by her older self time and time again. Her reincarnations have different paths, ranging from a stunt woman in 90s Brooklyn to falling in love with her enemy. However, all of them contain some amount of brutality, especially when damnation touches her on the shoulder and begins a non-stop massacre of everyone who crosses her path. This episodic structure divides the film into eclectic and visually tantalizing segments that serve little to no purpose in expanding its themes. However, each one truly demonstrates Mandico’s talents as both a provocateur, which deserves some form of props, and as a filmmaker. One aspect that the director has failed to capture since The Wild Boys is trying to blend the imagery with its themes and how one lifts the other. 

His last feature, After Blue, had some incredible cinematography and production. But what we saw on screen didn’t develop what he wanted to say. And, to this day, I still don’t know. In She is Conann, that same thing happens. However, since the film is so bonkers and wildly entertaining (on top of that, severely campy), you can forgive many of those problems. Even though there isn’t much to hold onto with the gender roles theme, the macabre romanticism presented is deliciously unique, and its provocation stirring, ending as an endurance for some and a cinematic pleasure for others. Another positive note on Mandico’s films is that they are very vivid and captivating, pulling the viewer into his world of misfit constructions. It feels as if you can reach onto the big screen and touch (and even smell) everything onscreen – feeling the sharpness of Conann’s sword, the fumes of the stunt woman’s car, the blood on everyone’s hands, severed body parts laying on the floor, amongst other things that pop into the film. 
This wistful underworld, viewed via Nicolas Eveilleau’s lens (often in black and white), is shot in a way that its dreamy haze casts a spell on the viewer. Whether or not you want to be a part of this story, upon entering, there’s no turning back. Mandico’s shock-filled gaze hypnotizes you, and its images will remain in your mind for a long time due to its imaginative madness. The unapologetic strangeness of everything happening will clearly ruffle many feathers, but you can’t take your eyes off it. This sort of effect is rarely found in today’s cinema; less than a handful of filmmakers cause this type of reaction in their audience. That’s a testament to Bertrand Mandico and his pursuit of constantly anomalous MacGuffins. All of his creations have a tactile and eerie feel to them. Some of them leave you in awe because of the beauty behind the madness; most of the time, Mandico gets this reaction when depicting the flora and fauna of his worlds. However, there are others that gross you out in the best way possible. In the case of She is Conann, the gore and sex.  Admiring his ambitions, determination for the bizarre, and curation of some of the most disturbing cinematic moments you will see this year (and probably in this decade), She is Conann has all the ingredients to become an arthouse cult classic; I hope this man continues to make films for an extended period of time.

Grade: B+

Movie Review (Cannes Film Festival 2023): ‘How To Have Sex’ Delves Deeper Than Expected


Director: Molly Manning Walker

Writer: Molly Manning Walker

Stars: Laura Ambler, Samuel Bottomley, Daisy Jelley

Synopsis: Three British teenage girls go on a rites-of-passage holiday – drinking, clubbing and hooking up, in what should be the best summer of their lives.


The Cannes Film Festival has just found its first surprise hit in Un Certain Regard selection How to Have Sex, which is much more than an exceptional directorial debut from London-based cinematographer-turned-filmmaker Molly Manning Walker and a showcase of Mia McKenna-Bruce’s acting talents. This is predominantly an evocative conversation starter. It is occasionally difficult to watch due to the unsentimental glimpse at the female experience, but it is so rewarding once it reaches its closing moments. 

Most private schools have a post-graduation/exam group holiday that serves as a rite of passage for thousands of teenagers worldwide. In Puerto Rico, numerous teenagers who have recently graduated from high school make a trip to the Dominican Republic (Punta Cana) or Mexico (Cancun) to celebrate their “years of hard work” (or slacking off) – serving as a communal last hurrah, as everybody is heading their separate ways after the summer – by staying at a slightly fancy hotel with a pool, binge-drinking cheap liquor to create a numbing effect, and listening to some reggaeton at the nearby bars. The songs of Ozuna, Anuel AA, Bryant Myers, Almighty, and Bad Bunny (before his rise to being a megastar) were blasting out of the speakers at all moments, creating a sense of camaraderie as everyone was singing them in harmony like a choir. However, there are more than a handful of negative aspects.

These holidays can be seen as contentious, and I agree. After attending the aforementioned trip myself a few years ago and reevaluating it later, you notice these groups’ lack of respect and lousy behavior when traveling to foreign places with a beer in one hand and a rum coke in the other. Sure, some good moments may arise from this six-day expedition, as you get to have fun with your classmates (potentially) one last time before heading to college – playing soccer while tipsy, the late-night pool session where we talk about our respective futures, meeting new people from other nearby schools, etc. But, there’s the potential for people’s worst tendencies to pop up; brutish actions caused by drunken and addled teens cause the vacation to feel extremely exhausting and less enjoyable the more time you stay. It is an endurance test that we need to experience to see how truly awful those trips actually are. 

In the U.K., there’s a similar holiday; every summer, in the wake of GCSEs (General Certificate of Secondary Education), sun-seeking teens go to Malia, a town in Crete, Greece, for a couple of days in pursuit of booze-addled ventures to let go of the stress induced by assignments, tests, essays, and the drama that awaits them back home. And London-based cinematographer-turned-filmmaker Molly Manning Walker brilliantly turns that summer holiday into an endurance test for three sixteen-year-old friends while they await their academic qualification results in How to Have Sex, which is playing in the Un Certain Regard section of this year’s Cannes Film Festival. Don’t come into this film wanting something similar to Harmony Korine’s lousy neon-hued party of a movie, Spring Breakers, because Manning Walker has much more to offer. She delivers a coming-of-age story without the cliches and the usual safety net of schmaltzy sentimentality attached to it, opting for a more realistic view of the female experience during those types of situations. 

How to Have Sex begins with the central trio of Tara (Mia McKenna-Bruce), Skye (Lara Peake), and Em (Enva Lewis) preparing to have a thrilling and adventurous four days in the hot and hectic town of Malia. The nightclubs over there offer captivating promotions of cheap booze to make you walk through their doors. They are ready to hit the dance floor, take a dip in the pool, and hopefully conquer some boys and lose their virginity. These initial moments have Molly Manning-Walker showing the girls in very high spirits to embrace the party life – singing, dancing, drunkenly shouting (Best Holiday Ever!) – with occasional moments having them falling down (and puking) just to rise up again and hit some moves. Tara, Skye, and Em have formed a closely-knit pact to enjoy this party paradise before they go their separate ways. Well, at least for Em, that’s the case; Tara and Skye say their future is less certain than that of their friend. 

This is the last hurrah, a trip that might close out their chapter together. Their room overlooking a resort hotel’s pool, where day and nightlife feel like two very different beasts, paves the way for an array of pulsing misadventures, where the intricacies of teenage friendships are in full realistic display. The wear-and-tear of the city’s vodka-smelling haze affects everyone onscreen, making them think about their actions once the starlit skies turn blue. All of this is demonstrated through the facial expressions and chemistry of the leading trio, but mainly Mia KcKenna-Bruce is the one who stands out, transmitting her swindling emotions of excitement and loneliness through a multifaceted glance that breaks your heart. The story later develops when the girls see a group of hungover men in the flat next door: the friendly and brash but shy Badger (Shaun Thomas) and the insensitive Paddy (Samuel Bottomley). 

The former gets a sense of Tara’s swindling emotions, noticing the loneliness and desperation; meanwhile, the latter is inconsiderate and discourteous. The manipulative and constantly-negging Paddy is the one who manages to escort her away from the neon-lit club onto the beach, where the terms of the events that transpire there are concerningly ambiguous – Manning-Walker detailing some of the realistic horrors of what can occur during those group holidays. The film relies on Mia McKenna-Bruce’s acting chops, as her reactions to what she endured are quite complex, and Manning-Walker’s authentic grasp on the subject matter and story during the latter half of How to Have Sex. Tara is still a teenager who wants to have fun. However, McKenna-Bruce adds some underlying pain to her character; her portrayal of the character has a double-sided feature where each look has equal amounts of elation and restraint. 

As Tara’s situation with Paddy grows, you notice how the film’s title has multiple meanings; the inner negotiation of post-sex ponderings causes her to think if she wants to forget it all or go along with her day. But, in the grand scheme of things, these characters, even though these last four days were brutal in multiple senses, they emerge stronger than they were before. We have seen the story Manning-Walker wants to tell before a couple of times throughout the years. Yet, not with such a keen eye for details in its gender and sexual politics, as well as its characters. How to Have Sex has a strong identity and sense of importance that might cause audiences from various age groups to gather around and start a conversation about similar events, whether you have gone on a similar holiday or not. This is definitely one of the most surprising and best films I have seen at the Cannes Film Festival so far. 

Grade: B+

Movie Review (Cannes Film Festival 2023): ‘Un Prince’ is Overnarrated and Leaden


Director: Pierre Creton

Writers: Vincent Barre, Pierre Creton, and Mathilde Girard

Stars: Mathieu Amalric, Pierre Barray, Vincent Barre

Synopsis: Pierre-Joseph is 16 years old when he joins a training center to become a gardener. There he meets Françoise Brown, the director, Alberto, his botany teacher, and Adrien, his employer, all of whom are decisive in his apprenticeship and the discovery of his sexuality. 40 years later, Kutta, Françoise Brown’s adopted child, whom he has always heard about, arrives. But Kutta, who has become the owner of the strange castle of Antiville, seems to be looking for something more than a simple gardener.


Pierre Creton makes some questionable directorial and narrative decisions, such as over-reliance on narration, slow pacing, and over-eroticized storylines, that test the audience’s patience in his latest work, A Prince (Un Prince) – a beautifully shot, albeit leaden and poetic-to-a-fault, picture about the vaporous passionate embraces of a botanist’s sexual awakening. 

The Cannes Film Festival sidebar Directors’ Fortnight (or Quinzaine des réalisateurs) contains some of the most interesting, stylistically engrossing pictures in the whole festival. Sure, most of the big names are competing to win the holy grail that is the Palme d’Or. But, there are awe-inspiring talents in said selection, Pierre Creton being one of them. While simultaneously working as a farmer in Caux for over the past twenty years (serving as a beekeeper, cow herder, and even milk quality controller), the French filmmaker has been inspired by his plentiful positions in the agricultural world to curate his fascination for cinema. As a result, Creton forges a relationship with the grounds he resides in to craft his work and expand on the bond between humanity and nature, relating them to desires, passions, and death. It is fascinating how Creaton has integrated agriculture with filmmaking; I haven’t seen someone do it in that fashion before. 

His latest post is that of a gardener, requiring patience, keen-eyed observations of the landscapes, and hope. And as Creton has done in the past, his latest passion is forged into his next feature-length film uniquely – titled A Prince (Un Prince). Most recently, we saw Paul Schrader using the trade of gardening in the third installment of his “Man in a Room” (First Reformed, The Card Counter) series, Master Gardener. However, Schrader uses the perseverance and silence of the character’s precision in his craft to cover the dark past that keeps haunting him. Creaton’s film isn’t near to being like Schrader’s. Instead, he wants to focus on how the beauty of nature paves the way for a young botanist’s sexual awakening. While all of this sounds quite intriguing and serves potential for a poetic endeavor of passion and desire, it ends up as a slog and a half. 

A handful of beautiful static shots introduce A Prince, as the echoes of the flowing wind sway the viewer into the director’s story of fiery embrace. One of the many narrators (this time, Françoise Lebrun) in the film begins to tell the story of a man named Kuttar. And by how he’s being described, Kuttar seems to be of great importance. The first detail we are given about Kuttar is that he was a delicate and beautiful child – citing that he never complained, albeit while admitting that she never listened to him. Next, the narrator switches topics and begins to talk about her personal life, confusing the audience, not knowing how to contextualize what she’s saying with what we are being shown onscreen. A few minutes later, another narrator arrives. Similar to what we heard before, he also deems Kuttar as a significant figure in his life. But, things begin to take a weird turn when the story we see onscreen doesn’t match the one we hear through the various narrators’ voices. 

The tale depicted via image centers around Pierre-Joseph (Antoine Pirotte), a sixteen-year-old who has entered a training center to become a gardener. In this center, he meets a variety of people that will become a pivotal part of not only his apprenticeship but also his sexual awakening – the center’s director Françoise Brown (Manon Schaap), his botany teacher Alberto (Vincent Barré), and his employer Adrien (Pierre Barray). All of this is seen through highly confusing scenarios with some sketchy progress in the main character’s exploration of passion and affinity. You never know what exactly is going on. And you don’t really care to understand it all because nothing in the film is interesting. This eighty-two-minute picture begins to frustrate the viewer due to its unnecessarily poetic nature and over-reliance on a voice guiding you at all times. Its well-choreographed static shots, combined with the soothing background noises of nature, begin to induce a sleep-inducing effect onto the viewer. 
You notice the care and thought put into A Prince by the director, alongside his team of screenwriters. It definitely feels far more personal than his previous features, Va, Toto! (2017) and A Beautiful Summer (2019). The cinematography by Antoine Pirotte, which is easily the best facet here, is also full of life, breathing some fresh air onto the green landscapes of this erotic fairy tale – even adding some surrealistic imagery to the movie’s latter half. Nevertheless, it never reaches a stable point where one has an interest outside of what beautiful landscape we will see next. It often feels more like an art installation than a full-length feature. From one beautiful moving image to the next, the viewer never knows its context. Pierre Creton has shown us before that he is a very skillful director by using the healing factors of nature to fuel the fire of his cinematic prowess. It just seems that whatever he was trying to concoct in A Prince wasn’t polished enough to see the light of day.

Grade: D

Movie Review: ‘The Cow Who Sang A Song Into The Future’ is a Surreal Voyage Into the Past and the Future


Director: Francisca Alegría

Writers: Francisca Alegría, Manuela Infante, and Fernanda Urrejola

Stars: Leonor Varela, Mía Maestro, Alfredo Castro, Marcial Tagle

Synopsis: It begins at a river in the south of Chile where fish are dying due to pollution from a nearby factory. Amid their floating bodies, long-deceased Magdalena bubbles up to the surface gasping for air, bringing with her old wounds and a wave of family secrets.


One woman emerges from a river and wanders around a Chilean town. She has a strange aura and everything around her starts malfunctioning, but she is too enamored with what she sees to register that she should not be there. When her elderly husband sees her from across the room – as the way she was when she died years ago – havoc ensues and the drama at the center of The Cow Who Sang a Song into the Future starts.

The film, the debut of Chilean filmmaker Francisca Alegría, is hard to define, mixing a family drama marked by unsaid secrets, resentments, and fears, with an environmental message, flavored by singing cows (giving honor to its inventive title) and passionate dances that convey things that cannot be said. While it is difficult to label the film, it is easy to admire its singularity and abstraction.

The Cow Who Sang a Song into the Future starts with the return of Magdalena (Mia Maestro) from the dead, resurfacing years after her passing from a contaminated lake that has killed hundreds of fish. Her appearance brings a crisis in her now dysfunctional family. After this surreal event, and more concerned about her father’s health than her mother’s return, Cecilia (Leonor Varela), a successful doctor, comes back home accompanied by her two children, including her trans daughter, with whom she has a complicated relationship.

The reunion in the family home means an encounter with past resentments and unknown truths that only become more unbearable as Magdalena goes back to her familiar environment, more with curiosity and innocence than any sense of duty to her family. She is too engrossed in her own rediscovery of life to pay too much attention to the emotional turmoil she is creating on those closer to her that continued living with anger years ago.

Alegría, putting together multiple themes inside her surreal story, is not too interested in offering explanations or clear answers to her storylines. Instead, the movie advances within an aura of mystery, unresolved feelings, and uncertainty. No one really knows what is going on, but they still carry on trying to make sense of the present, let go of the past and find peace for the future. In this regard, the film unmasks the complexity of family secrets, long-gone memories that time has made blurry, and conflicted feelings that judge harshly those who are absent and mercifully those who “stayed.” In this weird and ethereal fable, the Latin American reality of marital issues and family ambiguity are painfully exposed, allowing for an emotional climax that is illustrated with hard-earned understanding and new opportunities with the young generations. Nevertheless, to get here the journey is complex, illustrated aptly by a script that is patient and caring with its flawed characters. The story is filled with emotional baggage, but it is ethereal in its offering of conclusions.

The film is a mix of contrasts: it is about the environment and its protection, but it is also about family trauma and its intimacy. It focuses on one family, but it shows a survival issue as universal as possible. It is about the past, but it focuses on the future. Its approach on family and conflict is traditional, but the struggles it addresses – environmentalism, identity and trans liberation – define our modern society. It has too many things going on, but even with its surrealism, it conveys the massive burden that shapes the existence of any person in today’s world with their multiple identities, struggles and tribulations.

At the center of the story, both Mia Maestro and Leonor Varela give heart-breaking and contrasting performances. The first, ghostly and out worldly, conveys everything with her eyes, mouth, and body, never using her voice, but acting as a saving figure who arrives when it is crucial. The second, taciturn and cold, goes through a whole transformation presented humbly in Varela’s eyes and demeanor.

The Cow Who Sang a Song into the Future relies on abstraction and undefined ideas to convey its message. While a family drama lives at its heart, newcomer filmmaker Francisca Alegría is skilled enough to go beyond this intimacy and offer a message of environmentalism, acceptance, and curiosity for the wonders of this planet.

Grade: B

Movie Review: ‘Fast X’ Is All About Family and Cars Going Brrrr


Director: Louis Leterrier

Writers: Dan Mazeau and Justin Lin

Stars: Vin Diesel, Jason Momoa, Michelle Rodriguez, John Cena

Synopsis: Dom Toretto and his family are targeted by the vengeful son of drug kingpin Hernan Reyes.


The end is here, with Fast X, the first part of an allegedly three-installment finale that will finally see The Fast Family reach…the end of the road. Aside from The Fast and the Furious: Tokyo Drift, Fast & Furious, and The Fate of the Furious, each installment of The Fast Saga has been amazingly entertaining and furiously (no pun intended) over the top. The franchise is at its best when it doesn’t take itself seriously and fully knows that you will be dead instantly if you ever attempt the minimum of what Dom Toretto (Vin Diesel) and his crew do in this film. 

This film opens with a nearly twenty-minute-long car chase in the streets of Rome, where Tej Parker (Ludacris), Roman Pearce (Tyrese Gibson), Ramsey (Nathalie Emmanuel), Han Lue (Sung Kang), Letty Ortiz (Michelle Rodriguez), Little Nobody (Scott Eastwood) and Dom try to intercept a huge bomb rolling down the street before it explodes near the Vatican. The pair were set up by Dante Reyes (Jason Momoa), son of drug lord Hernan Reyes (Joaquim de Almeida), who was the main target of Fast Five and died during the events of that film. Of course, in true Fast fashion, we have never seen Dante in Fast Five, nor know that he even existed, just like Dom’s brother Jakob (John Cena), who never existed before the ninth film. 

But who cares? The bomb literally catches fire (!!!) while Dom and Letty try to intercept it. And by some God-like miracle (I won’t spoil how they pull it off because it’s truly a glorious feat that must be seen to be believed), the bomb goes into the river before it blows up. However, the gang has been blamed for the attack and are branded as terrorists. They are now forced to split up and meet up with Dom at a rendezvous point in Portugal. Letty gets arrested by The Agency and is sent to a black site prison with Cipher (Charlize Theron). Meanwhile, The Agency’s new leader, Aimes (Alan Ritchson), attempts to track down Jakob, Mia (Jordana Brewster), and Brian (Leo Abelo Perry) as a means to get to Dom. 

A lot happens in this first part, which is very much a part one, meaning that most of the film is exposition and breadcrumb-setting for the next two installments. Some characters, such as Deckard Shaw (Jason Statham), Queenie Shaw (Helen Mirren), Mia, and a few more surprises, show up for merely extended cameos to tease their roles in the future films for the “grand finale.” New characters are also introduced, including Isabel Neves (Daniela Melchior), sister of Elena Neves (Elsa Pataky), and Tess (Brie Larson), daughter of Mr. Nobody (Kurt Russell), who don’t do much aside from hinting that their roles will be bigger and chapter eleven and twelve (and Russell is likely going to show up in one or both of those films). 

It’s essentially a 141-minute-long commercial for the sequel that goes, “You liked this? Are you enjoying the ride? Well, I’ve got news for you! We’re making two more of these! Come back for the next one!” Usually, you would see me write a large review that vehemently tells studios to stop making part ones because they are mostly unnecessary cash grabs and don’t do anything aside from being a clunky mess filled with endless expository dialogue. Of course, Fast X’s non-action scenes are fairly clunky and even clunkier when you’ve got Vin Diesel mumbling through every slurred line of dialogue like Marlon Brando in Apocalypse Now. It’s incredible how he gets worse with each installment, phoning in every aspect of his portrayal of Dom and sleepwalking through any ounce of chemistry he has with his son. 

On the other hand, you’ve got Jason Momoa, who seems to base his villainous portrayal of Dante as a hybrid of Christian Bale’s Patrick Bateman, Jesse Eisenberg’s Lex Luthor, Jared Leto’s Joker, Matt Smith’s Milo from Morbius and…Aquaman. As ridiculous as it is, and you can tell how much fun Momoa has, it simply doesn’t work. His performance is so at odds with the movie’s tone, which seems serious even if the action sequences aren’t. The stakes are bigger than ever because Dante is going after everyone who helped the Fast Family. However, Dante seems too goofy to be taken seriously as a legitimate threat, as calculating and psychotic as he is. 

All these elements could technically produce a bad film, but are you watching the tenth (!!!) installment of The Fast and the Furious for the plot? Who cares about the plot! I  just want to see cars go brrrrrrr while our God Dominic Toretto survives the improbable yet again. If the action is well-crafted and executed, that’s the only thing keeping me going. I couldn’t care less about the half-baked espionage intrigue, poorly-written and performed villain, and endless exposition dumps. Maybe this one is more “grounded” since they’re not sending cars to space (that was a very dumb idea), but it’s perhaps one of the most technically proficient Fast and Furious films to date. 

Justin Lin did a great job directing tight and vivid action in F9. However, replacement Louis Leterrier takes it to another level in Fast X. Leterrier is a big fan of drones and essentially laid out his aesthetic footprints in his last movie, The Takedown. He and cinematographer Stephen F. Windon craft action that is not only clear to follow but superbly choreographed and paced. The Rome chase is the perfect example of this, but the action only grows more elaborate from there: there’s a terrific bridge gunfight in Rio de Janeiro, an actual race with some legitimate stakes between Dante and Dom, some cool one-on-one fights, including the highly marketed brawl between Letty and Cipher. 

Every action scene has an insane amount of weight and planning to them and are an absolute visual feast to watch on an IMAX screen. The climax is a specific highlight, with a dam blowing up, causing Dom to do a quasi-Demon Slayer breathing to glide the car onto a safe location. Again, they’re Gods. They’re not real people. Fast & Furious does not take place in an alternate Earth. Once you suspend your disbelief, the ride is much easier that way. The Fast & Furious franchise seems more in line with anime than anything else: dead characters frequently come back in painfully elaborate ways, previously unheard relatives show up and become the new “villain” our team of car Gods has to defeat through the power of Family. This is essentially every anime ever but with cars. 

Yes, Fast X has many inconsistencies. It has plenty of mediocre performances and egregious attempts at fan service, too. But it doesn’t matter. No one who pays money to see the TENTH installment in The Fast and the Furious watches the film for these reasons. It’s all about how the filmmakers do cool things with cars. If they nail that, simultaneously having each character utter the word “family” in every sentence, you have a great movie on your hands. And Fast X is a banger. Cars go brrrrrr and fly in nearly-indestructible fashion, it puts the F in Family, and Leterrier shows the world how skillful of a filmmaker he is behind the camera (and with drones!). What more could you ask for?

Grade: A-

Podcast: Catching Up on 2023 – Episode 535

 

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This week on the InSession Film Podcast, Brendan and Jay do a little catch-up on 2023 and discuss the films we’ve seen, but haven’t had a chance to talk about on the show quite yet! It’s been an interesting year to this point, and while we’ve seen a lot of films, we haven’t had the opportunity to get to all of them. So this was a nice way to finally get our thoughts on there on a few others.

On that note, check out this week’s show and let us know what you think in the comment section. Thanks for listening and for supporting the InSession Film Podcast!

– 2023 Catch-Up Part 1 (3:16)
In this segment, we focus primarily on the films that both Jay and Brendan have seen. This includes The Super Mario Bros. Movie, Evil Dead Rise and Tetris as a few films we were able to discuss.


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– 2023 Catch-Up Part 1 (1:07:23)
In this segment, we talk about the movies that just one of us have seen, but felt compelled to talk about.

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Movie Review: ‘Showing Up’ Heals Your Soul


Director: Kelly Reichardt

Writers: Jonathan Raymond and Kelly Reichardt

Stars: Michelle Williams, Hong Chau, Andre 3000

Synopsis: A sculptor preparing to open a new show tries to work amidst the daily dramas of family and friends.


Watching a Kelly Reichardt film is a refreshing experience purely based on her minimalist style. While her last film, the “udderly” entertaining First Cow, focused on working-class characters, dreary skies, and a rusting setting, her latest film focuses on blue-collar academics and artists working to find their voice and make their mark on the world. Many will find her style a slow churn, but watching a Reichardt film is like leaving the city for the country on a quick holiday. In a world filled with bombastic movie franchises coming out this month, like Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3 and Fast Ten, her film Showing Up’s relaxed pace is a big breath of fresh air that’s good for the soul.

Reichardt co-wrote the script, along with long-time collaborator Jonathan Raymond, and it is filled with neurotic characters but avoids clichés by stripping down the neurosis and internalizing anxiety and depression instead of having every character wear them on their sleeves. Those characters include Lizzy (Michelle Williams), a sculptor embarking on a career-defining exhibition of her work but can’t take a hot shower because her landlord Jo (Hong Chau), isn’t able to afford to fix the water heater. Her manic-depressive brother Sean (Joe Magaro) goes months without talking to his family. Her divorced parents (Maryann Plunkett and Judd Hirsch) bicker whenever they are in the same room together.

The performances are lovely and filled with Reichardt disciples. This is Michelle Williams’ fourth film with the director, after working on Meek’s Cutoff, Wendy and Lucy, and Certain Women. The great actress takes over a character’s persona so well that they hide in plain sight. That’s what Williams does here; she is so unrecognizable even though she’s on the screen before you because she fully and thoroughly inhabits a quietly suffering character. There are very few actors in the world who can immerse themselves that inhabit a role like Williams. I’d bet the average film fan wouldn’t be able to recognize her.

The same goes for Hong Chau, who has had quite a year with an Oscar nomination for The Whale and being cast in the uber-popular Netflix series, The Night Agent. No matter the material, There’s no role she doesn’t immerse herself in. Here, you notice her character’s relaxed and carefree demeanor, which serves as an antonym to Lizzy and gets under your skin. Mind you, not because of any intense dislike, but because she can live her life without regret, something that Lizzy cannot. The always terrific Magaro, the star of First Cow, is relegated to a glorified cameo but is compelling here as the family outcast. Magaro is an outstanding performer who stands out in any role, regardless of its size. The handful of scenes shows how short the distance can be between true creative genius and major mental health disorders.

You may be surprised that this film is labeled as a comedy because it lacks laughs, and the movie will be more challenging than most for audiences to digest. However, Showing Up is an understated drama about healing. Most artists have tortured souls for one reason or another, and you’ll find glimpses of that in the characters. A subplot of Lizzy and Jo tending to a pigeon’s health serves as a metaphor for what is happening around the main character. Reichardt aims to examine how solemn or eccentric artists self-soothe through their work and the world around them. By caring for someone or something else, Lizzy learns to treat herself with love and compassion in order to heal.

As we said, Showing Up is good for the soul.

 

Grade: B

Movie Review: ‘Guy Ritchie’s The Covenant’ Gives Everything Away


Director: Guy Ritchie

Writers: Guy Ritchie, Ivan Atkinson, and Marn Davies

Stars: Jake Gyllenhaal, Dar Salim, Sean Sagar

Synopsis: During the war in Afghanistan, a local interpreter risks his own life to carry an injured sergeant across miles of grueling terrain.


The United States left over seven billion dollars in military equipment when they withdrew from Afghanistan, but the price of leaving seventy-eight thousand Afghan allies is incalculable. Most of these were interpreters and were promised visas for themselves and their families after completing their mission. Guy Ritchie’s The Covenant is given a proper big studio treatment but once again tells the story through the lens of a white savior character instead of the most interesting subject of the tale.

Guy Ritchie’s The Covenant tells the story of Master Sgt. John Kinley (Jake Gyllenhaal) who leads an elite unit looking for Afghan insurgents. Kinley is an officer who has to put their trust not only in their local interpreter’s translation but also in the knowledge of the communities in the surrounding areas. Their newest interpreter goes by the name of Ahmed (Dar Salim), who used to be a mechanic before the war. He proves his worth to Kinley by sniffing out an ambush early on. Ahmed has reason to so wary of spies from the Taliban – his son was murdered by the predominantly Pashtun, Islamic fundamentalist group.

After watching the film, you will realize the trailer gives away most of the movie, so there are no real surprises. Guy Ritchie co-wrote the film with Wrath of Man and Operation Fortune: Ruse de Guerre scribes Ivan Atkinson and Marn Davies. The second act primarily deals with what you already know — Ahmed carried Kinley safely through rough terrain littered with the Taliban. The film is not based on a true story but is inspired by the broad idea of the sacrifices the brave local interpreters made. 

Guy Ritchie’s film may be his most mainstream to date, and I’ll admit the first two acts are very suspenseful and even exciting. That includes the film’s first big gun battle, where Kinley and company stumble upon an insurgent base filled with ammunition and even an area to torture hostages while taping them. Another scene shows how reliant the U.S. Army is on these men, in which one of their translators intentionally misleads them. These set pieces are extraordinarily well-done, brutal, and eye-opening to the everyday dangers of patrolling during Operation Enduring Freedom.

You’ll enjoy the performances from Gyllenhaal and especially the gravitas Dar Salim brings to the role here. There’s a genuine visceral feeling when Salim’s Ahmed carries Gyllenhaal’s Kinley to safety. There is a tension-filled grip that holds the viewer’s attention and will hardly let go. However, the film stumbles in its third act when you get the white survivor’s guilt, which seems a bit pie-in-the-sky. Kinley goes in alone to bring back the man who saved his life, who has been waiting for approval while hiding from the Taliban, who have Ahmed on their most wanted list. The final scenes, which involve The Boys’ Antony Starr being paid to help with the rescue, bring one too many overwrought action scenes that feel repetitive rather than building any additional exhilarating action.

And that’s a significant issue with Guy Ritchie’s The Covenant. The final act would have made the film work so much better if it dealt with Ahmed’s struggle to survive rather than Kinley’s guilt and depression of leaving one man behind. Besides playing into the white savior trope, the film plays it too safe by being too conventional, which is commonplace in most action-adventure films. Sure, it’s inspired by current events where wounds are still exposed, but that rescue effort hinders Ritchie’s film from being great.

For a better film, please check out the far superior and the haunting nature of Matthew Heineman’s documentary Retrograde, a powerful film in scope and examines themes from a lens from the men who lived it.

 

Grade: C+

Podcast Review: Fast X

On this episode, Ryan and JD discuss the latest film in theFast & Furious franchise; Fast X (Your Seat Belts)! Jason Momoa is an absolute star and gives the franchise a whole new gear. Also, is Brian coming back?

Review: Fast X (3:00)
Director: Louis Leterrier
Writers: Dan Mazeau, Justin Lin
Stars: Vin Diesel, Michelle Rodriguez, Tyrese Gibson, Ludacris, Brie Larson

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Women InSession: Palme d’Or Winners – Episode 39

This week on Women InSession, we take a look at our favorite Palme d’Or winners from the Cannes Film Festival! It’s one of the most prestigious festivals in the world, and it often times gives us some of the best films we’ll see in any given year, including some all-time winners. So we thought with the Cannes Film Festival going on right now, it would be a great time to talk about our favorite Palme d’Or winners.

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What To Watch At Cannes This Year

The 76th annual Cannes Film Festival is back and that means a close eye on what big films are coming out and what winners will emerge for Oscar contention. Now, I am not going to play that game of predicting the Oscar so early and don’t think about it until October at the earliest. But, it was in October that last year’s Palme d’Or winner Triangle Of Sadness was hitting the festival circuit en route to three Oscar nominations including Best Picture. Elvis and Top Gun: Maverick were both major out-of-competition screenings there where they received a rousing standing ovation. The head of the jury this year is Sadness director Ruben Ostlund with actors Paul Dano and Brie Larson also part of the jury.

While not all of the films will be known or expected, the directors attached will catch the attention of everyone who attends. Wes Anderson is back with 1950s-era sci-fi comedy Astroid City, Johnny Depp stars in the opening film of the festival, Jeanne du Barry, Finnish director Aki Kaurismaki comes out of retirement with Fallen Leaves, and previous Palme d’Or winner Hirokazu Kore-eda, one year after returning with Broker, is back again with Monster. Being that it is Cannes, you are either loved or booed to death by the audience. Here are some of the more anticipated films to play at this year’s festival.

Killers Of The Flower Moon (USA)

Martin Scorsese is heading back to Cannes to play one of his films for the first time in four decades. It will be out-of-competition, but his long-awaited 3+ hour true crime drama starring Leonardo DiCaprio, Robert DeNiro, Jesse Plemmons, and Brendan Fraser is a must-see with the weight of Apple behind it. Set in the 1920s, one of the first major FBI cases looked over a series of murders in Oklahoma of the Osage Nation led by a ruthless cattleman who wants to buy up all the land and claim the oil underneath. Power, greed, racism, and the pursuit of justice all rolled up in one explosive setting. 

May December (USA)

In competition again is Todd Haynes with his romantic drama starring Natalie Portman and Julianne Moore about an actress who comes to learn about a real-life woman who she will portray in a film. The woman married a teenager twenty years younger than her, which became a scandal, and now in a crucial moment in their lives, the family finds themselves challenged to deal with their past. Notably, Haynes’ main cinematographer, Ed Lachmann, is not on this film as he was recovering from an injury, so Kelly Recihardt’s main cameraman, Christopher Blauvelt, fills in as DP here. 

Occupied City (UK)

While he is busy on his next narrative feature, Blitz, Steve McQueen arrives with a special presentation of this documentary about Amsterdam under Nazi occupation. The film is based on the book written by his wife, Bianca Stigter, and the couple lives in Amsterdam. Most films of the period have consistently looked into France, Germany, Italy, the UK, Poland, and the Soviet Union. Very few films have actually gone to other nations victimized by Nazis; not much about Norway, Denmark, Luxembourg, or other nations affected by the occupation.

Strange Way Of Life (Spain) 

After his opening English short The Human Voice with Tilda Swinton, Pedro Almodóvarfollows it up with his own gay Western featuring Ethan Hawke and Pedro Pascal. For a moment, he was connected to direct Brokeback Mountain in 2005; I can only imagine how that would’ve gone, even though Ang Lee’s film is a masterpiece. In this story, Almodóvarshows two friends who reunite after many years away and reminisce about their past. Already, he’s planning his first English full-length feature and this is just another step forward to seeing it happen. 

The Zone Of Interest (UK/Polish)

Writer/director Jonathan Glazer has only made four films in a span of twenty-three years, first with his acclaimed debut Sexy Beast (2000), then his reincarnation drama Birth (2004), and then his mysterious sci-fi drama Under The Skin (2013). Ten years later, he is finally back with this WWII drama starring Sandra Huller and Christian Friedel about a Nazi officer in Auschwitz’s concentration camp who becomes infatuated with the wife of his superior, the camp commandant. A24, who also has the rights to Occupation City, is behind the film, and while his last film didn’t do well at the box office, if Zone is good, Glazer could be rewarded and A24 can cash on Glazer’s consistent strength of work. 

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Movie Review: ‘Sanctuary’ Never Settles For Less


Director: Zachary Wigon

Writer: Micah Bloomberg

Stars: Christopher Abbott, Margaret Qualley

Synopsis: Follows a dominatrix and Hal, her wealthy client, and the disaster that ensues when Hal tries to end their relationship.


There’s an interesting dynamic at play in Zachary Wigon’s Sanctuary. The film serves as a chamber piece for the relationship between Hal Porterfield (Christopher Abbott)  and Rebecca Marin (Margaret Qualley). What begins as a seemingly standard legal procedure between the two morphs into something much more playful, the very root of the film itself. Rebecca is a dominatrix, and Hal and her developed quite a rapport as he began stepping into the massive shoes of his recently deceased father, a hotel magnate. As Hal’s innermost feelings become revealed via his submissive relationship to Rebecca, the power dynamics at play become the very crux of the film. As Rebecca tells Hal early on in the film, what her clients need “isn’t physical… it’s mental.” In a film limited both by its runtime and singular location, Wigon and screenwriter Micah Bloomberg are able to dive into a bevy of ideas ranging from tongue-in-cheek playfulness to interesting social commentary.

None of Sanctuary could work without its two lead and (essentially sole) performers, Qualley and Abbott. The push-and-pull between them is electrifying on screen, and as their relationship twists and develops over time, it becomes clear just how great it must feel for an actor to take on a film such as this. Due to its isolated nature, a chamber piece will live or die by how invested the audience is in its characters. So, as we see Qualley committedly dive into a performance within a performance, it’s no shock why she’s becoming such a well-known figure on the big screen. In an early conversation with Wigon prior to accepting the role, she said the characters “reminded her a little bit of jazz.” Sanctuary has  a plethora of moments that will leave the audience pondering over what exactly is happening, not out of confusion, but out of fascination. Motivations appear to change in the blink of an eye, and these moments serve as a reminder that some people are just fragile shells waiting to be cracked open and examined psychologically.

Take Hal for example. When explaining the character, Bloomberg said, “his entire life is a performance,” but only came upon this thought after Abbott took on the role. Upon first meeting Hal, he cockily maneuvers through legal hoops with drink in hand. He appears to be more than well-off, but very quickly, the facade falls apart. Rebecca succinctly points out that he has no idea what he wants. Hal is revealed to be nothing but another sad, rich man. Through repeatedly booking sessions with Rebecca, he sees his spending as a way to give into his insecurities in a way that feels rewarding rather than just letting them win. But seeing the push and pull between Hal and Rebecca is wickedly twisted and deviously fun. Also, on a purely cinematic level, Sanctuary is incredibly well-structured and visually creative. At key moments in the film, colorful interstitials break up the action in a way that feels reminiscent of Punch-Drunk Love. After all, both films feature broken men hoping to pick up the pieces of their lives and the relationships around them.


If the adoration of Succession can tell us anything about what audiences enjoy, when it comes to flawed yet compelling characters, with a dash of business jargon peppered throughout, it will be a hit. There’s something fascinating about taking seemingly complex businesses and funneling them into the key figures at the top of the heap. As the cast and crew of Sanctuary examine every inch of its own characters, warts and all, it leans into the notion of being able to accept everything about oneself. There’s the age-old adage present of never settling for something less than your potential calls for. Yet there’s also a very refreshing angle within Sanctuary regarding the idea of knowing what is best for oneself, even if that may seem lesser in the eyes of some around us. For a film that could easily fall into some rocky territory fairly quickly, Sanctuary is able to bring its viewer on a wild ride that will leave you with a devilish smile until the very end.

 

Grade: B-

Movie Review: ‘Book Club: The Next Chapter is No Page Turner


Director: Bill Holderman

Writers: Bill Holderman and Erin Sims

Stars: Diane Keaton, Jane Fonda, Mary Steenburgen

Synopsis: Follows the new journey of four best friends as they take their book club to Italy for the fun girls trip they never had.


2018’s Book Club was a pleasant surprise, but it worked because of the chemistry between its four leads. It was also very funny and delivered on the insane premise of four old ladies whose lives drastically change after they read Fifty Shades of Grey. Regardless, no one asked for a sequel, but it’s here anyways, and…it’s not very good. The truth of the matter is Book Club: The Next Chapter has virtually nothing of interest to say and is nomore than a series of unfunny situations that drag on for far too long as our lead characters, Diane (Diane Keaton), Vivian (Jane Fonda), Sharon (Candice Bergen) and Carol (Mary Steenburgen) go to Italy to celebrate Vivian’s engagement to Arthur (Don Johnson), after they rekindled their old love in the first film. 

This will lead them to a series of unfunny platitudes, à la 80 for Brady. However, unlike that movie, which put its stars in plenty of funny situations, Book Club: The Next Chapter has little to offer. Director Bill Holderman and cinematographer Andrew Dunn forego the cinematic style of the last film and decide to shoot it in 1.85:1, giving it a glossy Hallmark look. Dunn’s last credit was for Jim Strouse’s Love Again, which was as Hallmark as it got. The shrill, string-heavy score from Tom Howe also doesn’t help. However, it accompanies most of the flat performances from its leads, which was the main reason why the first one worked in the first place. 

I feel people underappreciate how funny Diane Keaton can be, and she certainly is the highlight of this film, once again. Keaton and Steenburgen share the funniest situations in the movie, and their comedic timing is spot-on. The cucina scene was the funniest part of the trailer and is even funnier in context. They seem like the two are actively having fun with the material, even if it is as uninspired as it may come and much less funnythan the first. As for Bergen and Fonda, they’re unfortunately not up to the same level as Keaton and Steenburgen. It is a shame, especially for Bergen, who was a significant highlight of the first movie, juggling between her stoic presence as a Federal Judge while also trying to appear more “hip” (as they say) around someone like George (Richard Dreyfuss) or Derek (Wallace Shawn). 

Holderman seems to only give Bergen lines about her being old, which she consistently repeats for the entire runtime. If you liked the “I like cities that are falling apart more than I am” line because “haha, she’s old! Get it???,” you’ll probably like the movie because that’s the entire basis of its humor. I did enjoy her on-screen chemistry with Hugh Quarshie, who plays a philosopher whom the girls meet in Venice, and Giancarlo Giannini’s police officer, who recurrently appears and has a love-hate relationship with Sharon. Those elements were fun to watch, but they’re overshadowed by long, drawn-out scenes where our leads consistently “tempt fate” by living a successive series of one unfortunate event after the next. At some point, the schtick becomes tiresome because there’s no flow in how everything goes wrong…and then goes right…and goes wrong again. 

The real kicker is the final scene, which I won’t spoil, which never seems to end. None of the supporting counterparts, played by Andy Garcia, Craig T. Nelson, and Johnson, have anything to do throughout the runtime (apart from an extremely painful scene in which Nelson’s Bruce cooks Bacon in secret while Carol is in Italy after he suffers a heart attack during COVID-19. This is apparently a key plot point that goes absolutely nowhere), so they cram them all into one very long and extremely dull scene, painful for everyone involved, even Keaton and Steenburgen who can’t seem to hold their own. 

The result is a rather dull and monotonous affair that shouldn’t have been made. The first movie was such a fun time, with a great framing device, that all four leads could’ve reunited for something completely different. Instead, they decide to reunite for a COVID-era movie that is neither funny, nor watchable. Some will find light enjoyment in it, but it’s nowhere near as good as the first movie. At the end of the day, you will be in no hurry to finish Book Club: The Next Chapter and will probably want to put it down many times. 

Grade: D

Poll: What is your favorite ‘Fast & Furious’ franchise action sequence?

The Fast & Furious franchise has evolved from street racing to chasing submarines and space races over the last two decades, and it’s come with some incredible action sequences along the way. Say what you will about these movies, but at the very least its spectacle has been entertaining. So our poll this week is simple. We’re simply talking about our favorite action sequence in the franchise. If your isn’t listed in the poll below, feel free to use the write-in option and let us know.

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The French Comic Calamity: Peter Sellers, Blake Edwards, And A Pink Panther

When I was a child, I watched reruns of The Pink Panther cartoons that ran from 1969 to 1980. No dialogue, just the titular character doing various hijinks like a silent movie, but with sound effects. That was preferable to the short-lived 90s version in which the Panther had a voice. The cartoon came from the opening and closing credits of the live-action movies where, when I was about 12, I learned the name wasn’t about an actual animated animal. In fact, the Pink Panther refers to a pink diamond that, according to legend, if held up to the light from a certain angle, the figure of a panther can be seen. It is an unintentional flaw, yet it makes the diamond more pristine and worth stealing.

The leader of this search is the bumbling French detective Inspector Clouseau, played famously by the comic legend, Peter Sellers. It came at the height of his fame, in between his performances in Lolita and Dr. Strangelove, both directed by Stanley Kubrick. Originally, the role was written for David Niven, who then elected to play the thief, Sir Charles Lytton, in the first film. Peter Ustinov then committed to the part, but after dropping out, Sellers was cast. Fascinating though was the fact that Blake Edwards, fresh from his acclaim directing Breakfast At Tiffany’s and Days Of Wine And Roses, did not initially write it to be a slapstick comedy or a major franchise. 

Edwards was an actor-turned-writer/director who later married Julie Andrews. He was influenced by silent films and the comedies of Buster Keaton, Charlie Chaplin, and Harold Lloyd and his style of directing would use these characteristics. Under Ustinov, Clouseau would’ve been a straightforward detective who gets caught up in misunderstandings, but Sellers’ love for the same films as Edwards allowed for improvisation that made Clouseau a buffoon of a detective. David Niven received top billing as the lead character, but it was Sellers who were a consistent scene-stealer and made The Pink Panther a hit and United Artists commissioned a sequel immediately. 

The films in the Edwards/Sellers combo were all scored by longtime collaborator Henry Mancini, whose theme to the movie and series made it synonymous with the cartoon character. The slow jazz brooding to the first tunes of the saxophone gives off this trance which lures you in before a bang involving the rest of the horn section rises. Jazz is a common genre of music in detective mystery films from the 1950s and 1960s, being used for the serious and light-hearted tones of the film. Mancini’s use of tempo allowed the animators to draw their pink panther’s movements to it with the opening and closing credits. 

David DePatie and Friz Freleng created the character as this sneaky, smart creature who toys with the cartoon version of Clouseau who goes on the trail yet can’t see the panther, even if it stands in front of him. DePatie and Freleng would make an animated short, The Pink Think, and win an Oscar for it in 1964. They got a second nomination two years later for The Pink Blueprint. For later feature films, the actions of the pink panther and Clouseau would be exaggerated in satirizing other films and imposing the cartoon panther in the live-action final scene. It is this cartoon that burns in my mind foremost and which is what is universally recognized than the name Inspector Clouseau. 

A Shot In The Dark, the sequel, also wasn’t meant to be part of the whole Panther sphere. It was based on a French farce that Edwards was to direct already but decided to rewrite the leading investigator in that story as Clouseau. It allows Sellers to expand his comedic muscle and mold Clouseau in his way. In attire, Clouseau wears a distinctive trilby hat and trench coat while sporting a distinct mustache. When he talks, the pronunciations in Sellers’ faux French accent convert certain words to have an “eu” in the middle, such as bomb is “beumb” and room as “reum.” Wherever he goes, he destroys things and fails miserably getting into places because of his lack of awareness. Some of his hidden identities are too ridiculous, yet it gets him into places. In the end, the greatest luck in the world leads to him solving the case. 

However, the relationship between Sellers and Edwards soured to the point they vowed never to work with each other again. Within a few years, they reconciled and got back together in 1975 for the third installment, The Return Of The Pink Panther. Using the named diamond as the catalyst again, Clouseau is back in action but with an extra threat: his boss, Chief Inspector Dreyfuss (Herbert Lom). Dreyfuss cannot stand Clouseau for his stupidity, yet is jealously enraged to see him succeed in solving these crimes that it drives him to homicidal madness. Sir Charles Lytton returns, this time played by Christopher Plummer, and he goes from retired jewel thief to wanted man after learning the diamond’s theft is blamed on him. The Return received much critical and commercial acclaim, reviving Sellars’ fortunes as a major comedy movie star. The fourth installment, The Pink Panther Strikes Again, was commissioned immediately, this time completely focusing on the Dreyfuss’ lunacy for wanting Clouseau dead and blackmailing every nation to send their best assassin to kill him.

Financially successful again, the fifth film was then green-lit, but by now, a decline for the whole series started to be felt, and the relationship between Sellers and Edwards once again soured. This time, Sellers, who wasn’t happy with the final product in Strikes Again, was able to contractually get story approval and producer credit for Revenge Of The Pink Panther, released in 1978. Financially less successful than the previous films, Edwards stepped away originally from directing a sixth feature, this one completely scripted by Sellers, before the comedian’s sudden death on July 24th, 1980. Returning to the series, Edwards decided to make the sixth feature, Trail Of The Pink Panther, assembled around outtakes of Sellers from the previous films around new footage of a journalist who tries to find out if Clouseau is indeed deceased. 

Released in 1982, this time, the legacy of Sellers and the wrap-up of his performance as Inspector Clouseau did not have critical support and barely broke even at the box office. Worse, Sellers’ widow successfully sued Edwards, United Artists, and MGM for damages as they were contractually obliged not to use outtakes without permission from the estate. Edwards would make two more Panther features, Curse Of The Pink Panther in 1983, and Son Of The Pink Panther in 1993 starring Roberto Bengini as Clouseau’s illegitimate son. Both were complete flops, and the series came to an official end. 

Of course, there were the two reboot films starring Steve Martin in 2006 and 2009, but both were nowhere close to what the Edwards/Sellers collaboration accomplished. Currently, another reboot is in the works, this time a CGI animated/live-action hybrid version that is to be produced by Julie Andrews. Blake Edwards, who retired after making Son Of, died in 2011. Frankly, they should leave it be. It is impossible to capture the same classic humor and silliness that Sellers was able to open naturally and how Edwards was able to capture all of it in consecutive films. As much as it is Seller’s unchallenged talent, it is never easy for one director to continue making high-quality features without getting lazy. This is the legacy of these two titans for a highly acclaimed series. 

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Podcast: Fast & Furious Franchise – Episode 534

 

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This week on the InSession Film Podcast, inspired by Fast X coming out this weekend, we have some fun talking about the Fast & Furious franchise and what makes it such a fascinating crop of films! We also talk about other franchises that have flipped the script and end the show with some trivia.

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– Fast & Furious Discussion (3:06)
The Fast & Furious franchise has had a fascinating evolution over the last two decades. They went from stealing DVD’s, to fighting off tanks, to escaping submarines, to space cars during their nine film run. It’s been a wild ride, for better and worse, and we had a great time talking about what it an alluring film franchise.


RELATED: Listen to Episode 516 of the InSession Film Podcast where we discussed our Top 10 Movies of 2022!


– Franchise Flippers (58:31)
In this segment, we talk about other franchises and the films that flipped the script and changed the game (so to speak). Most film franchises have those specific entries where you can see things changing and at the very least they are interesting topic of conversation. Some films do it well. Others are jumping the shark. Some of these films are just flat out bad. Either way, there’s plenty to discuss.

– Trivia (1:40:36)
We end the show this week with some fun trivia! Specifically, JD offers up some Fast & Furious trivia to Jay and Brendan to test their memory (and perhaps patience) regarding those movies.

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Movie Review: ‘Hypnotic’ Fails At Mesmerizing Audiences


Director: Robert Rodriguez

Writers: Robert Rodriguez and Max Borenstein

Stars: Ben Affleck, Alice Braga, William Fichtner

Synopsis: A detective investigates a mystery involving his missing daughter and a secret government program.


When you read the synopsis of Hypnotic, it seems like a throwback to the sci-fi conspiracy thrillers of 25 years ago. It’s got all the elements of studio catnip before studios became IP factories. It’s got a big star in Ben Affleck and a cool director in Robert Rodriguez. Hypnotic could have heralded a return to wide releases for original films.

Instead, Hypnotic is a needlessly convoluted Inception clone, with no style at all. It’s like Rodriguez and co-writer Max Borenstein saw a few Christopher Nolan films and said, “we could do that.” Some of the extremely cliched dialogue can be explained away by one of the too many twists in the film, but it’s more like they just went with the first draft because they had the greenlight from Rodriguez’s name alone.

A lot of the film, indeed, feels like a first draft. The music sounds like it was either cribbed from the library of a failed police procedural or just the sample tracks from a 2003 copy of Apple’s Garageband. The dreaded Division’s uniform is simply red blazers. The special effects of hypnosis are mostly wavy lines around people’s heads.

Honestly, if you added a laugh track and inserted a few shots of Saturday Night Live cast members reacting to the logorrhea of exposition that spills out of Diana’s (Alice Braga) mouth it would be a pretty good parody. Hypnotic isn’t fun bad, it’s boring bad. Bad doesn’t mean entirely poorly made, either. It just means that the best effort wasn’t put forward.

 There are filmmakers that can pull off doing many jobs on the same film. Robert Rodriguez would have benefitted from many more department heads. He’s a competent editor and cinematographer. Some of the sequences do have suspense by the mere virtueof being well cut. Many shots are dynamic and unique to Rodriguez’s style, especially as Rourke ( Affleck) is realizing he’s been manipulated. But his want to and clout that lets him do everything means that there was no one to question or at least comment on certain decisions.

Hypnotic is a failure as a film for a myriad of reasons. Ben Affleck doesn’t help it at all. He’s pretty much on autopilot, waiting for his next five minute cameo in a DCEU movie. He’s an actor that used to get by on his charm and here he’s something far less than charming. His lack of energy brings the whole film down. Alice Braga and William Fichtner can’t save it either. She’s an exposition machine and he’s the antagonist’s stand in.

This film may make a little money. Some from the curious, but mostly when its streaming rights get sold and it haunts the back catalogs of Crackle, Tubi, or Pluto TV. It’s the rare summer wide release outlier. Unlike most of those, Hypnotic just isn’t worth your time. Instead, seek out Kiyoshi Kurosawa’s enigmatic, darkly funny, and disturbing Cure from 1997. A film which Hypnotic’s filmmakers wish it could be. 

Grade: D

Movie Series Review: Fallen Angels

On this episode, Ryan and Jay continue our Wong Kar-wai Movie Series with his 1995 film Fallen Angels! This is another one of those Kar-wai films that may not have the widespread reputation as others in his canon, but is it his best? You could make that argument.

Review: Fallen Angels (3:00)
Director: Wong Kar-wai
Writers: Wong Kar-wai
Stars: Leon Lai, Michelle Reis, Takeshi Kaneshiro, Charlie Yeung

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Women InSession: Favorite Films of the 1940s – Episode 38

This week on Women InSession, we discuss our very favorite movies of the 1940’s! There are countless of great films to come out in the 1940s, so this was a challenging exercise, but it certainly made for a very engaging conversation.

Panel: Kristin Battestella, Zita Short, Eve O’Dea

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The Return of the Eagle – Atli Örvarsson

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