Saturday, March 31, 2012

Coriolanus


He is their god. He leads them like a thing
Made by some other deity than nature, 
That shapes man better; and they follow him
Against us brats with no less confidence
Than boys pursuing summer butterflies
Or butchers killing flies...
- WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, CORIOLANUS

On a relatively warm Friday, before the Golden State decided to turn itself into its best rendition of the United Kingdom capital blessed by fog and drizzly rain, I was lured into the Opera Plaza Cinema by the 95% Rotten Tomatoes review of “Coriolanus.” I am very gullible when it comes to RT opinion but recently I have found myself being more disappointed than grateful. The film, directed by Ralph Fiennes, is based on Shakespeare’s play of the same name that is teleported into the modern portrait of warfare fueled by political rivalry and ambitious propaganda.  Caius Martius Coriolanus (Ralph Fiennes) is an admired but widely feared Roman General simultaneously caught in the defense of Rome from foreign invaders, led by Tullus Aufidius (Gerard Butler), and Roman internal political crisis. As he seeks the powerful position of Consul yet fails to gain the trust of the masses due to his excessive pride, the riot erupts resulting in Coriolanus’ banishment from Rome. Enraged by the betrayal of the public he had once defended in war, Coriolanus seeks support of his enemy, Tullus, to extirpate Rome scorning the tears and pleas of the people who were once his allies.


I have waited a week to write this review in hope that once my impression of the film settles and I am able to remove myself from its immediate effect to form an objective opinion. I am afraid to admit that those seven days have done nothing to the clearness of my vision and I am still on the fence about “Coriolanus.” I will start with the positive. The realistic battle scenes deserve a round of applause for the film’s cinematographers –blood-chilling street-fighting and bombings shot on location in Serbia made me feel as if the war broke out today that is exactly how it would look or sadly DOES look, currently, in the Middle East. The mass hysteria portrayed in “Coriolanus” sent shivers down my spine showing how little individual opinion is spared in herd mentality fueled by the propaganda and how much bloodshed can instigate from such chaos.


Ralph Fiennes and Gerard Butler were impeccable in their roles showing wide emotional range. What puzzled me a touch was the homoerotic undertone of both their fighting and “teary” reunions that combined with argumentative yet passionate word spitting (there was a lot of saliva flying around) rendered some scenes comic at best. As to the negative, I would reiterate the excessive dramatism of individual scenes that were pushed beyond realistic human interactions and the difficulty in accessing the language to a common viewer. If you are a Shakespeare buff then the beauty of the language would be a mesmerizing treat, however, those lacking interest in antiquated Shakespearean prose would be left cold and bothered.  Besides being a rather love-or-hate movie, “Coriolanus” is a chaotic film overall, juxtaposing the shaky neo-realistic cinematography with pseudo-documentary aesthetic full of displaced dialogues, overdramatisation and lack of authentic historical context. I disliked Baz Luhrmann’s take on “Romeo and Juliet” and Ralph Fiennes’ “Coriolanus” left me unfazed as well…in other words, Shakespeare is often best left in his own historical time frame.





Sunday, March 11, 2012

The Artist



So I have finally witnessed the glory of “The Artist” that was much anticipated after all the Oscar’s hype which I have heard of but haven’t seen…shame on me, if you will. After a delightful meal at my new favorite Japanese spot, Sushi Sam’s, my friend and I proceeded to the downtown San Mateo Century 12 Theater. It was a 10:25 PM showing and knowing full well that “The Artist”, directed by Michel Hazanavicius, was stylized as the silent film of the 1920’s we were curious to see if its substance and style would keep us entertained enough to not nod off. Myself being a die-hard cinephile I often find it slightly anxiety-inducing to invite my friends to go to the movies with me as my taste is rather open to experimentation whereas my friends often find art house films agonizingly tedious. One hundred minutes later, I can ecstatically confirm that “The Artist” was incredible. The plot, performance, set and costumes took my breath away and transported me to the time beginning with the silver screen divas and slumping into the desperation of the Great Depression. If I had to make one critique of “The Artist” it would be that they mentioned the Great Depression in the papers of the film but glossed over it altogether in the plot. I guess you cannot be historically thought inducing and alluringly old-Hollywood-fabulous all at once so I will let it slide!  


Jean Dujardin as George Valentin and Berenice Bejo as Peppy Miller were outstanding. I think we have to praise and admire the silent actors of the past for their expressiveness and emotionality on the screen for their gestures and mimicry were the only tools to rely on! As to the plot it was good enough and showed some emotional range. A young girl, Peppy Miller, is an admirer of the silent film star George Valentin. By the irony of fate she gets pushed into his arms by the cheering crowd just as the cameras are shuttering away outside the cinema. The fated incident inspires her to seek audition as an extra in Valentin’s new film which consequently catapults her into a gradual rise to stardom. The celebrity of George Valentin, however, suffers in sacrifice to the newly introduced preference for the “talking films.” The drama, competitiveness and suffering unfold that, of course, are quickly resolved by the loving and teary reunion of the main characters. Overall, "The Artist" is a good film and its “silence” is refreshingly entertaining and nostalgic.





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Thursday, March 8, 2012

Happy International Women's Day!

Cultivating the girl in me, one flower arrangement at a time...or should I say two!!! : )




Wednesday, March 7, 2012

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Hemingway’s Garden of Eden



“Hemingway’s Garden of Eden” directed by John Irvin and starring Mena Suvari, Caterina Maura and Jack Huston was a big letdown. The costumes, scenery and the beauty of participating actors could not have compensated for the atrocious monstrosity of the oversimplified plot. On the positive side, as I finished my Netflix instant-play session at 2am last night, neither drowsiness nor fatigue could stop me from ordering Hemingway’s masterpiece online. And I always applaud motivators in whichever form they come! Stay tuned for my accurate critique of this movie when I build a solid case of literary evidence against it! I fell in love with the character of Catherine and cannot wait to get further acquainted with her ;)







Yoshi's Jazz Club



A few nights ago, I have finally left my hermit lair to rediscover the city. I have to coyly admit that it is rather intense to be working on my own business project. Although I always feel like I am not doing enough and merely scratching the surface, it is, nevertheless, all-consuming. But, alas, a dear family friend of mine had mentioned Yoshi’s Jazz Club, a local Fillmore Street lounge that she used to frequent with her husband. Now I will be frank and admit that I have never considered myself an avid jazz fan and steered clear of venues targeting this genre. However, recently I have felt that my tastes and preferences have been shifting and I am now magically drawn to things I once used to despise. Example: I used to hate yoga and laugh at all the tree-hugging hippies who practiced it. I even fell asleep in my college PE class while in the resting pose…I was bored and helpless and had no better means of expressing it!!! Well to cut this short, I am practicing yoga three times a week now….drums roll!!! So what do I know… lately, I will give anything a try and so I went to Yoshi’s to see the performance of exquisite Rhona Bennett, an ex-vocalist of En Vogue. Although she is considered to be an R&B singer rather than a jazz performer, I consider my overall experience a lovely jazzy venture. I had deliciously fresh sushi, my glass of chardonnay – all to the accompaniment of the soulful interplay of musical excellence and Bennett’s tantalizing charisma. What can I say, the more you push yourself to try new things, the more you surprise yourself with what you love. Their performers change daily and there is a singer or a band for anyone's taste!

Yoshi’s Jazz Club
1330 Fillmore Street
SF, CA 94115
Phone: 415.655.5600
http://www.yoshis.com/sanfrancisco