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Several overweight leaps of faith take some of the dramatic steam out of “Unveiled,” an on the other hand well-acted and get-at-able lesbian drama that also flirts with issues like downfall of identity and anti-Muslim tensions. Well-mounted pic by journo-director Angelina Maccarone (”Everything Will Be Fine”), could contain a small race in niche situations beyond Germany and gay fests.

Spunky German actress-singer Jasmin Tabatabai, born in Iran, essays one of the most challenging roles of her career as Fariba Tarizi, first seen in traditional chador on a flight from Tehran. As soon as the plane has left Iranian airspace, she has a clandestine smoke in the restroom. But arriving in Germany, she’s promptly arrested for having forged travel documents.

Fariba applies for asylum, claiming she was persecuted for political reasons. Only when she manages to call her female lover, Shirin, who’s still back in Iran, does the viewer learn the real reason for Fariba’s flight to the West.

While in the airport detention center, Fariba gets to know a fellow detainee, student activist Siamak (Navid Akhavan), who’s suicidal about being sent back. When Siamak offs himself, Fariba cuts her hair, puts on his clothes and passes herself off as him, even managing to smuggle his body out of the center in her suitcase.

As well as being, frankly, unbelievable, this development is further weakened by Fariba’s sudden talent for performing a convincing drag act, complete with 5 o’clock shadow, at a moment’s notice. Later scenes show her secretly taking showers in the middle of the night, but at no time is her character allowed any unease or ineptness (comic or otherwise) in assuming the look and gait of a man.

Fariba gets a laboring job in a sauerkraut factory near Stuttgart, where she finds herself falling for co-laborer Anne (Anneke Kim Sarnau), an attractive single mom with a 9-year-old son. Anne takes a liking to Fariba, whom she thinks is just a shy sorta guy, but then develops a deeper attraction: During a date in Fariba’s lodgings, she comes on to her and, despite Fariba’s misgivings, the two briefly kiss.

Complications ensue when Fariba hears Siamak must return to Iran in two weeks, given new reforms back home. Anne becomes involved in an elaborate scam to get Fariba another passport, while the emotional/sexual relationship between the two remains unresolved.

Plot’s other leap of faith is that Anne, after getting up close and personal with Fariba, would never have figured out she’s a woman. Aside from one tiny hint — while holding her hand in a car one night — the issue is never explored, making Anne’s discovery of her friend’s gender (and her subsequent decision) dramatically implausible.

These basic flaws in the screenplay are a pity, as perfs by both actresses are excellent, especially Tabatabai as a 30-year-old woman who has to cope not only with the loss of her own identity and cultural background but also with the denial of her sexual leanings. Tabatabai draws a convincing portrait of a woman desperately suppressing her natural desires out of concern for her own safety, a double lie that eats away her insides, and there’s a genuine erotic charge to her and Sarnau’s scenes together.

Overall, however, film is more mainstream than the subject suggests, especially with later sequences in which the two femmes team up to get Fariba another passport. And it’s on that level, rather than as a realistic drama, that the pic is most successful.

Tech package is smooth throughout. German title means “Foreign Skin.”

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Originally published

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Letters from Iwo Jima Destined to Become a Classic

The most important film of 2006 was Clint Eastwood's "Letters from Iwo Jima."

The year 2006 will enable director Marty Scorsese to win his first Oscar (for directing "The Departed"). And in 2006 Robert Altman died, after releasing his final film "Prairie Home Companion." But "Letters from Iwo Jima" will outlast all movies released last year in its impact and significance.

In 20 years "Letters from Iwo Jima" will be a classic.

It is remarkable what sustained impact Clint Eastwood has had on cinema for the last 15 years. If by 1992 Eastwood had stopped participating in movies his career would have been special. But from "Unforgiven" (1992) to the present, he has raised it several notches.

Clint Eastwood has not been staying the course. He's too gifted for that. Clint has been an artful chameleon. In "Dirty Harry" (1971) he embodied a character that is in the pantheon of movie anti-heroes. But he was multi-dimensional as an actor in "In the Line of Fire" (1993).

Eastwood has taken more chances than are generally noted. Some he survived — "The Bridges of Madison County" (1995). Some he didn't — "Paint Your Wagon" (1969). Some are almost unknown — "The Beguiled" (1970).

In 1971 Eastwood — with the help of veteran Don Siegel–directed his first film "Play Misty for Me." In 1971 could anyone have imagined that 35 years later Clint Eastwood would have directed a film in Japanese (with English subtitles), from the Japanese point of view, written by a young Japanese woman?

Although often appearing stoic, in his career Eastwood has been a live wire. He buried the western genre in the brutal, elegiac "Unforgiven." The film won the Academy Award for Best Picture, and Eastwood won an Oscar for his direction. That should have been the capstone for his remarkable career.
It looked as though then he was just going to make geriatric entertainments, such as "Space Cowboys" (2000).

But Eastwood subsequently accomplished another feat. He directed a movie that was nominated as Best Picture: "Mystic River" (2003). Neither the film nor Eastwood won the award–"Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King" and Peter Jackson did — but two actors, Sean Penn and Tim Robbins won Oscars for their roles in "Mystic River."

Even more striking was that in 2004 Eastwood won Best Picture with "Million Dollar Baby." This time he did garner the Oscar as Best Director.

And he had to fight the system to even get "Million Dollar Baby" made. His home studio Warner Bros rejected the idea. You don't reject Clint. He went to a smaller studio, Lakeshore Entertainment, and after they agreed to make "Million Dollar Baby," Warner Bros skulked aboard.

But Eastwood still had something important to say. He had the idea to tell about the invasion of Iwo Jima from both sides, the American point of view and the Japanese point of view.

At the time of preemptive jingoism, people assumed Clint would be a warrior. He would show those who weren't Americans. He would unfurl the flag with pride and ego. But he didn't meet those Foxy preconceptions. Instead he wanted to be true to the human condition wherever it was set.

The first film "Flags of Our Fathers" didn't meet expectations at the box office. Clint wasn't heralding "the greatest generation." His focus was on the selling of heroism, patriotism, war itself. It is a compelling vision, but not a commercial one.

"Flags of Our Fathers" is an admirable movie. "Letters from Iwo Jima" is more. At a time when enemies — distant and domestic — are dehumanized, Eastwood has humanized an enemy.

The script by Iris Yamashita of "Letters from Iwo Jima" is based on letters that were found on Iwo Jima that were written by Lt. General Tadamichi Kuibayashi, who was given charge of defending the island of Iwo Jima against the invasion.

Ken Watanabe gives a towering performance of fierce dignity as the besieged officer. The movie also focuses on a young baker (Kazunari Ninomiya) who wants to return to his wife and daughter but fears he won't.

"Letters from Iwo Jima" is both odd and obvious — a fairly generic portrait of soldiers at war. There even is a scene back at home of a little dog in trouble.

But what makes the movie different is that the soldiers — brave, callow, committed and very young — could be from almost any country.

Iwo Jima is a neglected subject in Japan. Eastwood opens up the history and the discussion. He's a moviemaker, but he's also a historian and artist. He is not interested in the sweep of propaganda; he is interested in the sweep of history and humanity.

For a Hollywood figure with star power to declare himself a citizen of the world goes against the contemporary grain (or oil). Eastwood didn't take political polls. He went where his heart — and especially his mind — took him.

It's a good place.

The Movie:

This movie
is part of the Douglas Fairbanks Collection boxed set released by Kino. 
You can read a review of the whole set here.

This was Douglas Fairbanks last real hit.  The films he did after
this one did a respectable box office, but weren’t smash hits like Mark
of Zorro and Robin Hood.

Douglas Fairbanks was always trying to improve the look and feel of
his movies.  When he settled on a pirate sea adventure for his next
film, Fairbanks decided that the movie needed to be in color.

This wasn’t as strange as it may sound.  Color films were not unheard
of, even in the 1920’s.  Around the turn of the century, color was
added to film by having it painted on.  Women were hired to apply
paints with very fine brushes onto the nitrate print film itself, one frame
at a time.  This, of course, was expensive and inexact.  As film
grew longer and the number of prints needed grew, the process become too
expensive and time consuming.  In 1906, Pathé patented a stencil
process where the areas to be colored were cut out of one print, then placed
over a second positive print.  The pair were then dyed, allowing the
bottom copy to retain the color.  This process worked very well, but
it was still time consuming and expensive.  By the mid 1910’s the
process was all but abandoned.

There was also the Kinemacolor system that used a spinning wheel with
red and blue green lenses in front of the camera and also the projector. 
The color was fairly accurate, but the imperfections in the process caused
eye strain and headaches to the viewers, so the process never caught on.

For this sea epic, Fairbanks settled on a color system invented by a
small company named Technicolor.  Their system used a modified Bell
and Howell camera.  There was a prism inside that split the image,
and then sent the light through two different color filters and exposed
two negatives.  From this, two color positives were made that were
cemented together.  When projected, a color film appeared.

There were limitations to this system.  Due to the absorption of
light by both the prism and filters, a large amount of light was needed
on the subjects.  It took much longer for the film to be developed
and cemented, and certain colors did not show up well.  Even given
these problems, Fairbanks thought the film would be better in color than
in black and white.  He was right.

Fairbanks
plays man, Michael, who is unlucky to be traveling on a ship that is captured
by pirates.  After looting the ship, the brigands tie the crew to
the mast and blow the ship up.  Michael and his father survive, and
manage to swim to an island, but the exertion is too much for the older
man, and he dies soon after reaching safety.  Fairbanks vows on his
father’s grave to bring the men who caused his death to justice.

As luck would have it, the pirates land on the same island to hide their
treasure.  Michael appears and states that he’d like to join their
crew.  When they laugh at him, he challenges the captain to a fight,
and wins handily.  The first officer (Sam De Grasse) is still not
convinced, so Michael offers to capture the next ship that they sight single-handedly,
without firing a shot.

At dawn the next morning, they spot a ship laden with cargo.  In
the most exciting scene in the movie, true to his word, Michael captures
the ship all by himself.  During the action Michael ends up high in
the rigging, and, in a stunt that will become a standard in most pirate
movies after this one, he pulls out his knife and jumps into the sail,
slicing it as he descends to break his fall.

Because of his daring and bravado, the pirate crew decide that he should
lead them.  He accepts and declares that from now on, he will be known
as the Black Pirate!

Meanwhile the crew find a young princess on the recently captured ship
(Billie Dove.)  As the crew draws straws for her, Michael interrupts
them.  Instead of blowing the ship up, they will ransom it. 
And to ensure the ransom is paid, they will hold the princess hostage. 
The first officer doesn’t like the idea, he wants the girl for himself. 
Michael, of course, is planning on helping the girl escape.  But when
the Black Pirate is caught helping their hostage escape, the crew turns
on him, and makes him walk the plank.  How can he possibly save himself,
the princess, and avenge his father?

This swashbuckling
drama was exciting, even though it has some flaws.  After the Fairbanks
captures the cargo ship, the action tapers off quite a bit, not really
picking up again until the last reel or two.

Douglas Fairbanks puts on another great performance, but Billie Dove,
who was hired since her complexion photographed well in Technicolor, spends
much of the movie just looking scared or bored.  Sam De Grasse, who
played Prince John in Robin Hood, does a wonderful job as Fairbanks’ nemesis.

The big star of this film though is the color.  It feels very strange
at first to be watching a color silent film.  While the Technicolor
process used for this film was not nearly as successful as the three strip
version that they would invent in later years, it does add a unique character
to the film.

After the film was released, there were a lot of problems with the Technicolor
prints.  The film would cup and bow at random places in the reels,
causing the film to skip and jump.  There were other problems with
projection too.  It was hard to get the right amount of light to go
through the film.  At the level a black and white films was shown,
the colors were too dark, but higher light levels risked melting the film. 
Due to the problems he had filming and problems with the prints afterwards,
Fairbanks abandoned the color process.

 

 

The DVD:

The soundtrack consists of the original 1926 score being preformed by
a small orchestra under the direction of Robert Isreal.  The score
is very good, and adds a good deal to the viewing experience.  The
sound quality is also very nice, though I could have used a little more
bass response.

Video:

The restored two strip Technicolor print is astounding to watch. 
It is not bright and bold like the later Technicolor films, but the colors
are fairly accurate.  Though there are several problems with the color,
most of them are probably inherent in the filming process rather than a
defect in the print, but I’ll list them here for convenience’s sake.  
The colors have a slightly washed out look to them, probably because of
the large amounts of light needed for the process to work. The whole picture
has an odd tone to it, as if the picture had been colorized.  I chalk
it up to the fact that the two strip process could not pick up yellow. 
Some of the darker scenes have odd shadow in patches of black, it almost
looks like emulsion damage, but it can’t be attributed to that.  Even
with these defects, the colors do look nice.  You will be surprised
the first time you see it.

Aside from those quibbles, the DVD looks very nice.  There are
hardly any scratches and dirt on the print, something us silent movie fans
have had to live with up till now.  The detail in the picture is excellent. 
You can clearly make out the grain in the letters of the father’s tombstone
and the insignia on Fairbanks’ ring.  The lines are very clear, especially
for a film this old.  Overall an excellent DVD.

 

The Extras:

There are a couple of interesting bonus features on this disc. 
First off is a commentary by film historian Rudy Behlmer.  This was
originally recorded for the LD release of this movie.  I was looking
forward to this, but was slightly disappointed.  His delivery was
very wooden, as if he was reading from a script.  The information
he gave was not scene specific either.  He talked a lot about how
many people were effected and admired this movie, and read a lot of quotes
from them.  The information content picked up as he went along though. 
Later he talks about the actors and what they went on to do.  Overall,
it was an interesting commentary, and it adds a lot to the DVD, but not
as much as I was hoping.

There is also a 19 minute reel of outtakes narrated by Rudy Behlmer. 
It was really interesting to see some of what went on behind the camera
and what wasn’t used.  A great addition to the disc.

Final Thoughts:

The Black Pirate is a very entertaining film.  It has some
classic stunts, and great action scenes.  By some estimates, over
95% of the silent movies that were made in color are lost.  This rare
chance to see a feature with a restored two strip Technicolor process image
makes this DVD a no-brainer.  Highly recommended.

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Martin reminds us why he was now considered the funniest unblemished man in America with this silly, savvy satire on Hollywood’s lunatic fringe. He’s Bobby Bowfinger, a producer/director with no credits and no reliability. Temperate the self-deluded BB knows it’s now or never time when his accountant gifts him a screenplay, the alien invasion joke ‘Chubby Rain’. Bobby rounds up the richest cast and crew $2,100 can acquire, and convinces them he’s landed action superstar Kit Ramsey (Murphy) recompense the lead. His conceit has an oblivious Ramsey re-acting to go to cryptic cameras in a vérité proceeding motion picture. ‘Cinéma nouveau‘, Bobby calls it. Directed by Frank Oz from Martin’s own belittle out fortissimo script, this endows showbiz stereotypes with a hardbitten narcissism that doesn’t prohibit a unfluctuating innocence. The supporting turns are generous by any standards, with Murphy near his richest (he doubles as his own stand-in), and Graham having a ball as the world’s worst actress. Preposterous and unreservedly self-absorbed, this has la-la real property down to a tee.

Reviewed by Dennis Schwartz

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A syrupy serving of Freudian analysis that looks tempting but tastes
of too much superego, id, and subconscious jive to be taken seriously.
It’s Hollywood’s version about what psychoanalysis is all about, which
is making the analyst a combination of a savior and parental figure who
can magically unlock the secrets of the mentally ill by offering them love
and concern on a couch. This is the first major film about that subject,
and its sincere presentation to show it in its best light is often awkward
and seems quite outdated when viewed today. Hitchcock throws in a murder
mystery that works a little better than all the mumbo jumbo Psych 1 lingo.

Dr. Constance Peterson (Ingrid Bergman) is a brilliant but dogmatic,
unfeeling, over-analytical psychoanalyst, in a mental institution located
in rural Rutland, Vermont, who upsets her male colleagues by not returning
their sexual advances. Her new boss, Dr. Edwardes (Peck), immediately attracts
her and they fall in love to the consternation of her former pursuers who
thought she was frigid.

It turns out that Dr. Edwardes is an impostor and an amnesiac, who
has taken the place of  the missing doctor. Just before he’s discovered
he slips a note under her door and flees to a NYC hotel to try and figure
out the cause of his dizzy spells and who he is, and how he got to become
Dr. Edwardes– the shrink who was scheduled to replace the hospital’s twenty
year veteran, Dr. Murchison (Leo G. Carroll).

Constance runs to NYC after the possibly dangerous man, whose sanity
is under question, and when found takes him to Rochester to meet her elderly
mentor, the wise psychoanalyst, Dr. Alex Brulov (Chekhov). He gets the
amnesiac to relate to him a dream, one that was artfully designed by Salvador
Dali (the highlight of the film). It then becomes a murder mystery tale
as the amnesiac through Constance’s loving help unlocks her lover’s past
secret and enables him to visualize where Dr. Edwardes is buried in the
snow and how they met for lunch in the presence of Dr. Murchison. But when
the police find the dead man, they discover he’s been killed by a bullet
and charge the Gregory Peck character with murder. To the rescue comes
Constance, who does her analyst thing and figures out who the real murderer
is. As she told Brulov, she could never love a murderer and therefore the
way is clear for her to marry Peck.

It’s a heavy-handed film that is earnestly played by the stars, but
has no resonance. It was one of the master’s weaker films, yet it’s still
worth seeing because there are many imaginative Hitchcock touches throughout.

The script was written by Ben Hecht, who obviously didn’t have much
of a feel for the subject-matter. His idea of psychiatry is limited to
having the practitioner sweet talking the patient to spill his guts out
and miraculously coming up with the cure to all his problems. Ingrid and
Peck do their best to work through the stale lines they are forced to say,
though they never make their characters believable despite their best thespian
efforts. This film is really spellbound.

Shakespeare gave us the side-splitting rallying cry, “Shoot all the lawyers.” This weak documented fib may well cause a call as far as something a different occupational cleansing. Near the end of “Battle of the Brave,” an “epic” keep back b annul in Canada in 1759-61, one of the main characters is hanged. But after spending 143 minutes watching this moderate-moving, overdrawn soaper that has practically no action scenes and only a handful indomitable-but-cardboard characters, some viewers effect wish it was the screenwriter dangling from a noose.

Without a doubt, the script’s the power reason that this film fails miserably. The colloquy is just plain bad, and most of the time you’re conscious of these lines having been written. There are also -off too multitudinous monologues and response shots, and despite a huge amount of information delivered result of the characters, the storyline seems confused and contrived. Whether it’s the editing or journalism leading article it’s unpleasant to say, but we jolt around way too much. The result is a long film over that feels longer and has less in community with a true historical romance like “Dr. Zhivago” than it does a cheesy made-for-TV mini-series.

And the performances aren’t good enough to make us ignore all the film’s shortcomings. Noemie Godin-Vigneau offers a skilled portrayal of the heroine, Marie-Loup, who is such a revolutionary spitfire that Delacroix would have painted her. Which is to predict, she’s also an idealized attribute. So is the veil. But it’s a bad idealized fade away.

The establishing shot shows Marie-Loup coming to the aid of an Indian spouse, Acoona (Bianca Gervais), as she’s being bullied and pursued by French soldiers. Like a female Errol Flynn she does this with flair, which is seen and appreciated by a French trapper who’s come to Quebec to abide his late father’s rank. Francois le Gardeur (David La Haye) ends up being the spear champion and Marie-Loup’s romantic interest. He also becomes the bail in the restricted priest’s method to try to keep the French, who are at war with the English, from ceding their Canadian area to their rival. What’s in it for the treatment of him? Catholicism was the fundamental religion of France, but the Church of England was the official religion of the homeland that potency pull the wool over someone’s eyes as surplus Quebec. Gerard Depardieu has a position in requital for being a good actor, but you couldn’t corroborate it by this dusting. As Create Thomas, he seems upstaged in every scene he’s in with either romantic lead. Then again, we’re prejudiced against him because of a sappy deathbed confession at the start which sets up the rest of the mist as a flashback.