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IRRATIONAL MAN

IRRATIONAL MAN

Philosophy professor Abe Lucas (Joaquin Phoenix) becomes more than a mentor for student Jill Pollard (Emma Stone) in Woody Allen’s IRRATIONAL MAN

IRRATIONAL MAN (Woody Allen, 2015)
Opens Friday, July 17
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Woody Allen mines familiar territory in his forty-sixth film as director, the perhaps overly rational Irrational Man. You won’t have to look too hard to find elements of such earlier Allen flicks as Love and Death, Crimes and Misdemeanors, Match Point, and Manhattan, in addition to Richard Fleischer’s Compulsion and Alfred Hitchcock’s Rope and Strangers on a Train. There’s lots of philosophical discussion about the meaning of life, a potential affair between an older man and a younger woman, and an attempt to commit the perfect murder. And even though Irrational Man is not in the same league as any of its forebears, it still manages to have something intriguing to say on each of those subjects. Joaquin Phoenix stars as philosophy professor Abe Lucas, a drunken philanderer with a bad reputation who has lost his zeal for living. There’s much aflutter as he arrives at Braylin College (actually Salve Regina University in Rhode Island) to teach a summer session; fellow professor Rita Richards (Parker Posey) immediately throws herself at him, hoping he can take her away from her humdrum existence, while student Jill Pollard (Emma Stone) is more than intrigued by the dour, sour has-been. “You suffer from despair,” Jill says, to which Abe replies, “How comforting that would be.” But the prospect of pulling off the perfect murder, ridding the planet of someone who Lucas decides does not deserve to live, injects a passionate zest in the previously impotent professor as he does a one-eighty and suddenly embraces the life he had given up on.

IRRATIONAL MAN

Fellow professor Rita Richards (Parker Posey) has the hots for Abe Lucas (Joaquin Phoenix) in new Woody Allen film

The final film produced by Allen’s longtime collaborator Jack Rollins, who passed away last month at the age of one hundred, Irrational Man jumps too easily between extremes; it’s often all or nothing, with no nuance in the middle. Although none of the characters are instantly likable, you’ll end up rooting for them nonetheless as they get caught up in love and death, Dostoevsky and Kierkegaard. Irrational Man lacks the snappy witticisms of classic Allen, and it sounds different too; instead of well-known tunes from the Jazz Age and the Great American Songbook, Allen populates the film with the music of the Ramsey Lewis Trio, using “The ‘In’ Crowd” as its overly repetitive theme. Allen has never really been part of the “in crowd” — in Annie Hall, he memorably referenced the Groucho Marx line “I would never want to belong to any club that would have someone like me for a member” — and Irrational Man will not do anything to change that. Despite solid performances, the film takes some twists and turns that are hard to swallow, and it struggles to get past a pervasive coldness. It has enough enjoyable moments to make it worth seeing, particularly for Allen completists/apologists — it’s unlikely to win him any new fans — but it also feels like Allen was already thinking about his next picture while still making this one. As he approaches eighty, he continues his pace of one movie per year, which he has maintained since 1982, but quantity rarely trumps quality. It’s been a long while since he’s had back-to-back triumphs, so perhaps it’s time for him to concentrate more on what he’s doing in the present rather than what’s coming next.

SOMETHING ELSE: A CELEBRATION OF ORNETTE COLEMAN ON FILM — ORNETTE: MADE IN AMERICA / CHAPPAQUA

Shirley Clarke’s portrait of free jazz legend Ornette Coleman is screening in Brooklyn in a beautiful 35mm restoration

ORNETTE: MADE IN AMERICA (Shirley Clarke, 1985) & CHAPPAQUA (Conrad Rooks, 1966)
Spectacle
124 South Third St. between Bedford Ave. & Berry St.
July 17-23, $5
212-924-7771
www.spectacletheater.com
www.milestonefilms.com

In September 1983, innovative saxophonist and Fort Worth, Texas, native Ornette Coleman received a key to the city of his hometown and then helped open the new Caravan of Dreams arts center by performing the world premiere of “Skies of America,” a specially commissioned work that teamed Coleman and his band, Prime Time, with the Fort Worth Symphony. Director Shirley Clarke uses this celebratory event as the central focus of her 1985 documentary, Ornette: Made in America, which was recently released in a beautiful new 35mm restoration overseen by Milestone Films as part of its continuing Project Shirley, which began with a dazzling new print of Clarke’s 1962 film about jazz and drugs, The Connection. In Ornette: Made in America, Clarke combines footage she shot of Coleman back in the 1960s for a never-completed film with new material that offers an inside look at Coleman and his relationship with his son, Denardo, a musical prodigy who has played drums with his father for decades, since he was a young boy. Clarke also includes staged scenes of young versions of Coleman wandering through his old neighborhood of Fort Worth, then turning to the camera to deliver determined stares, in addition to shots of a theater troupe dancing joyously down the street, Coleman performing through the years in San Francisco, New York City, and Nigeria, and interactions with such prominent figures as music critic Robert Palmer, artist Brion Gysin, writer William S. Burroughs, and architect Buckminster Fuller, who had a profound influence on Coleman’s unique free jazz sound. “As Buck says, you can’t see outside yourself, but we do have imagination,” Coleman explains inside a geodesic dome. “The expression of all individual imagination is what I call harmolodics, and each being’s imagination is their own unison, and there are as many unisons as there are stars in the sky.” Clarke puts the film together like one of Coleman’s free jazz compositions, filled with harmolodics, going from black-and-white to color and back again, cutting between interviews and live performances, moving from relaxing images to propulsive moments, and regularly bordering on the goofy, including talking heads in an animated television set, brief explanatory text in marquee scrolls, and shots of Coleman riding a spacecraft over the surface of the moon. Despite such silliness, Ornette: Made in America is a thrilling portrait of a national treasure, a one-of-a-kind musician who was still playing his unique brand of music into his eighties, right up until his death last month.

Brooklyn’s Spectacle Theater is paying tribute to Coleman with the special presentation “Something Else: A Celebration of Ornette Coleman on Film,” running July 17-22 and consisting of daily screenings of Ornette: Made in America along with Pierre Hébert’s 1968 fourteen-minute short, Population Explosion, with a score by Coleman, and Conrad Rooks’s 1966 forty-eight-minute cult film, Chappaqua, which was supposed to use Coleman’s specifically commissioned “Chappaqua Suite,” but Rooks decided to replace it because it was too good; however, Spectacle will be showing the film with Coleman’s original composition. In addition, a separate program will feature Andrew Lampert’s 2012 film, All Magic Sands/Chappaqua, which pairs Coleman’s “Chappaqua Suite” with footage from producer Al Gannaway’s never-completed religious adventure story.

THE LOOK OF SILENCE

THE LOOK OF SILENCE

Joshua Oppenheimer’s THE LOOK OF SILENCE stares directly into the eyes of perpetrators of genocide in Indonesia

THE LOOK OF SILENCE (Joshua Oppenheimer, 2014)
Landmark Sunshine Cinema
143 East Houston St. between First & Second Aves.
Opens Friday, July 17
212-330-8182
www.landmarktheatres.com
thelookofsilence.com

Joshua Oppenheimer’s The Look of Silence opens with an old man, wearing a pair of red optic trial lens frames, gazing into and around the camera for twelve uncomfortable seconds, in complete silence, showing no emotion. It is a striking metaphor for the rest of the film, a shocking documentary about the 1965–66 Indonesian genocide and a bold man determined to confront the men who brutally murdered his brother then, along with a million other supposed communists. In 2012, Oppenheimer made the Oscar-nominated The Act of Killing, in which the leaders of the genocide, who are still in power today, restaged their killings as if they were Hollywood movie scenes. Created as a companion piece to that documentary, The Look of Silence follows forty-four-year-old optometrist Adi as he learns the details of what happened to his brother, Ramli, who was butchered two years before Adi was born. Adi has decided to do what no one else in his country will: break his culture’s silence and denial and face the perpetrators to make them take responsibility for what they did. If they are willing to show remorse, he is willing to forgive. But he has set out on what appears to be an impossible mission; the men he meets with still run Indonesia, and they are more than comfortable threatening the well-being of Adi and his family. Meanwhile, Adi’s parents and patients don’t want to talk about what occurred back in 1965–66, or what is still going on today, as they live in fear of these same men. “No, nothing happened,” one woman says when asked about the killings in her town of Aceh. “You ask too many questions,” she adds. Kemat, a survivor of the Snake River massacres, says, “The past is the past. I’ve accepted it. I don’t want to remember. It’s just asking for trouble.” Adi learns horrifying details as he meets with village death squad leader Inong (the old man shown at the beginning of the film), Snake River death squad commander Amir Siahaan, and regional legislature speaker M. Y. Basrun, all of whom defend their actions, and their power and wealth, while more than hinting that Adi should end his quest. But Adi isn’t about to back down.

THE LOOK OF SILENCE

Adi faces a group of mass murders, including his brother’s killers, in powerful documentary

Adi is often shown in front of a television, mystified as Oppenheimer shows him footage taken for The Act of Killing; Adi stares ahead in disbelief and silence, much like we did when watching the final film, amazed at what we were seeing. It is a fascinating coincidence that Adi is an optometrist, going around his community fitting people for glasses, helping them see better, even if they don’t always want to look at certain things. He is appalled that his children’s school still teaches that the evil communists deserved to die; it’s particularly telling when his young daughter playfully puts on two pairs of glasses, as if perhaps the next generation will not look away — and to emphasize that, Oppenheimer cuts directly to Adi’s aging, decrepit father, Rukun (whom his wife, Adi’s mother, Rohani, claims is 140), his eyes closed, as he can barely see or hear anymore and needs to be taken care of like a baby. Adi has become a folk hero in Indonesia, where some regions have banned the film and screenings had to be canceled because of threats of violence from the police and military. But the film itself depicts Adi as an everyman; he could be any one of us, saying the things that need to be said. “Making any film about survivors of genocide is to walk into a minefield of clichés, most of which serve to create a heroic (if saintly) protagonist with whom we can identify, thereby offering the false reassurance that, in the moral catastrophe of atrocity, we are nothing like the perpetrators,” Oppenheimer (The Globalisation Tapes) writes in his extensive, must-read notes on the film’s official website. “But presenting survivors as saintly in order to reassure ourselves that we are good is to use survivors to deceive ourselves. It is an insult to survivors’ experience, and does nothing to help us understand what it means to survive atrocity, what it means to live a life shattered by mass violence, and to be silenced by terror. To navigate this minefield of clichés, we have had to explore silence itself.” In that way, to use a cliché, The Look of Silence speaks volumes. And although it’s specifically about the Indonesian genocide, it could just as easily be made about many other mass murders that have occurred, and are still going on, around the world. Adi might be receiving long standing ovations at screenings where he appears, but it’s telling that the film’s closing credits include more than two dozen people listed as “Anonymous,” from the codirector and a coproducer to a camera operator and production managers. Clearly, fear still rules in Indonesia. An unforgettable film that needs to be widely seen, The Look of Silence, which was executive produced by Werner Herzog, Errol Morris, and André Singer, opens July 17 at the Landmark Sunshine, with Oppenheimer taking part in Q&As following the 7:00 & 9:45 screenings on Friday and Saturday and the 4:35 & 7:00 shows on Sunday.

THE ESSENTIAL JOHN FORD: THE SEARCHERS

In iconic Western, Jeffrey Hunter and Ethan Edwards search for Natalie Wood, with very different motives

THE SEARCHERS (John Ford, 1956)
Museum of the Moving Image
35th Ave. at 36th St., Astoria
Friday, July 17, $12, 7:00, and Saturday, July 18, $12, 4:30
Series runs through August 2
718-777-6800
www.movingimage.us

That’ll be the day when someone tries to claim there’s a better Western than John Ford’s ethnocentric look at the dying of the Old West and the birth of the modern era. Essentially about a gunfighter’s attempt to find and kill his young niece, who has been kidnapped and, ostensibly, ruined by Indians, The Searchers is laden with iconic imagery, inside messages, and not-so-subtle metaphors. Hence, it is no accident that John Wayne’s son, Patrick, plays an ambitious yet inept officer named Greenhill. The elder Wayne stars as Ethan Edwards, a tough-as-nails Confederate veteran seeking revenge for the murder of his brother’s family; he’s also out to save Debbie (Natalie Wood) from the Comanches, led by a chief known as Scar (Henry Brandon), by ending her life, because in his world view, it’s better to be dead than red. Joining him on his trek is Debbie’s adopted brother, Martin Pawley (Jeffrey Hunter), who wants to save her from Edwards. The magnificent film balances its serious center with a large dose of humor, particularly in the relationships between Ethan and Martin and Ethan with his Indian companion, Look (Beulah Archuletta). And keep your eye on that blanket in front of the house. The Searchers is screening July 17 & 18 as part of the Museum of the Moving Image series “The Essential John Ford,” which continues through August 2 with such other Ford fare as The Long Gray Line, The Quiet Man, Sergeant Rutledge, Mogambo, and Stagecoach. Born in Maine in 1894, Ford made some of the most dazzling Westerns and literary adaptations ever put on celluloid; he passed away in 1973 at the age of seventy-nine, having won four Best Director Oscars among his nearly 140 pictures.

ANDREI TARKOVSKY, SCULPTING IN TIME: STALKER

Andrei Tarkovsky’s STALKER takes place in the fantastical land known as the Zone

Andrei Tarkovsky’s STALKER takes place in the fantastical land known as the Zone

STALKER (Andrei Tarkovsky, 1979)
Museum of Arts & Design
2 Columbus Circle at 58th St. & Eighth Ave.
Friday, July 17, $10, 7:00
Series continues Friday nights through August 28
212-299-7777
madmuseum.org

Set in a seemingly postapocalyptic world that is never explained, Andrei Tarkovsky’s Stalker is an existential work of immense beauty, a deeply philosophical, continually frustrating, and endlessly rewarding journey into nothing less than the heart and soul of the world. Alexander Kaidanovsky stars as Stalker, a careful, precise man who has been hired to lead Writer and Professor (Tarkovsky regulars Anatoli Solonitsyn and Nikolai Grinko, respectively) into the forbidden Zone, a place of mystery that houses a room where it is said that people can achieve their most inner desires. While Stalker’s home and the bar where the men meet are dark, gray, and foreboding, the Zone is filled with lush green fields, trees, and aromatic flowers — as well as abandoned vehicles, strange passageways, and inexplicable sounds. The Zone — which heavily influenced J. J. Abrams’s creation of the island on Lost — has a life all its own as past, present, and future merge in an expansive land where every forward movement is fraught with danger but there is no turning back. An obsessive tyrant of a filmmaker, Tarkovsky imbues every shot with a supreme majesty, taking viewers on an unusual and unforgettable cinematic adventure.

Loosely based on the novel Roadside Picnic by the Strugatsky Brothers, Stalker is screening July 17 at 7:00 as part of the the Museum of Arts & Design film series “Andrei Tarkovsky, Sculpting in Time,” which runs Friday nights through August 28 and includes all seven of Tarkovsky’s masterpieces (Solaris, Stalker, Ivan’s Childhood, Andrei Rublev, The Mirror, Nostalghia, The Sacrifice) before concluding with the behind-the-scenes documentary Directed by Andrei Tarkovsky. Tarkovsky, who died in 1986 at the age of fifty-four, was a superior craftsman whose cinematic oeuvre is filled with poetry and wonder, mystery and self-examination, exploring life and death, the past, the present, and the future, incorporating mesmerizing sound and visuals in telling complex stories like one else before or since. (For our 2012 twi-ny talk with Geoff Dyer, the author of Zona: A Book about a Film about a Journey to a Room, which offers quite a unique take on Stalker, go here.)

JELLYFISH EYES

JELLYFISH EYES

Masashi (Takuto Sueoka) and cuddly cute Kurage-bo have to save their strange Japanese town in Takashi Murakami’s JELLYFISH EYES

JELLYFISH EYES (Takashi Murakami, 2015)
IFC Center
323 Sixth Ave. at West Third St.
Opens Wednesday, July 15
212-924-7771
www.jellyfisheyesthemovie.com
www.ifccenter.com

Japanese artist and brand name Takashi Murakami — his 2008 exhibition at the Brooklyn Museum was unironically titled “© Murakami” — brings his unique take on his country’s culture and history to the big screen in his feature debut, Jellyfish Eyes. In his catalog essay “Flat Boy vs. Skinny: Takashi Murakami and the Battle for ‘Japan,’” Dick Hebdige wrote, “Combining shock and awe in equal measure with a destruction/solicitation strategy aimed at winning over jaded hearts and minds, Superflat functions like the ancient Trojan horse to penetrate the art and fashion world’s defenses and to neutralize whatever vestiges remain in the age of the corporate-sponsored art opening of the hermeneutics of suspicion.” That shock and awe is at the center of Murakami’s film, a battle for Japan as seen through the eyes of children, the only ones left with any semblance of humanity in a post-Hiroshima, post-Fukushima world. Sixth grader Masashi Kusakabe (Takuto Sueoka) has just moved to a strange suburban town with his recently widowed mother, Yasuko (Shizuko Amamiya). Masashi instantly makes a new friend, Kurage-bo, a ridiculously adorable jellyfish-like flying creature who goes with him everywhere. Once at school, Masashi discovers that all of the kids have a F.R.I.E.N.D. (the acronym comes from “life-Form, Resonance, Inner Energy, Negative emotion, Disaster prevention”), a kind of avatar/yōkai reminiscent of the daemons in Philip Pullman’s His Dark Materials trilogy. Some of the boys engage their cute or scary buddies in fights akin to bullying, controlling them with electronic devices that evoke the global obsession with smartphones and video games. Masashi makes a real friend in Saki Amamiya (Himeka Asami), a fellow student who abhors fighting and protects herself with her hairy oversize companion, Luxor. As the adults get caught up in strict rules, religious cults, and an unhealthy obsession with safety, a quartet of kids known as the Black Cloaked Four — Blue Dragon (Masataka Kubota), White Tiger (Shota Sometani), Black Tortoise (Hidemasa Shiozawa), and Vermilion Bird (Ami Ikenaga) — is working with Masashi’s uncle, Naoto (Takumi Saito), to capture enough negative energy to destroy and rebuild Japan. Oh, did we mention that this is a kids movie?

JELLYFISH EYES

JELLYFISH EYES director Takashi Murakami playfully poses with some F.R.I.E.N.D.s (photo by Chika Okazumi)

It comes as no surprise that Jellyfish Eyes is a bright, colorful film set in a magical otaku/kawaii-crazed society (designed by art director Nori Fukuda), like Murakami’s paintings and sculptures come to life, with dazzling hues jumping off the screen; only the symbol of the Black Cloaked Four, the yin and yang sign, is in cold black-and-white. The F.R.I.E.N.D.s, from Masashi’s Kurage-bo and Saki’s Luxor to Tatsuya’s evil Yupi and Juran’s violent Shimon, as well as Koh’s Ko2, a large-scale, round-eyed anime girl, are tailor made for merchandising, and they are indeed available for purchase. Murakami has always had a dark side, perhaps never so clear as in his most recent exhibition, “In the Land of the Dead, Stepping on the Tail of a Rainbow,” a reaction to the devastation of the 2011 earthquake and tsunami, and it’s at the center of Jellyfish Eyes, the first of a proposed trilogy. But it’s also part of the problem, creating a murkiness and confusion in a narrative that doesn’t always make sense. The soundtrack, by KZ (livetune) and Yoshihiro Ike, is treacly sweet to a fault, and Murakami overdoes the CGI fight scenes. He’s also not shy about declaring this a message picture; “In the wake of 3/11, the damage sustained by Japan runs deep. We must all do our best to emerge from that shadow,” he has stated in reference to the film, as well as “In a sense, one of the few places in which the darkness still lurks in our time is inside mobile phones. Their screens are pitch black.” Murakami and screenwriter Jun Tsugita liberally borrow from such familiar tales as Godzilla, Where the Wild Things Are, Pokémon, and E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial, and the overload of cultural references threaten to pull Jellyfish Eyes down. But Sueoka’s charming innocence and Kurage-bo’s angelic delightfulness eventually triumph over the film’s various shortcomings. Jellfyish Eyes opens July 15 at the IFC Center, with Murakami on hand for a Q&A at the 7:00 show on Wednesday night.

TRUE CRIME: MEMORIES OF MURDER

Detectives Park (Song Kang-ho) and Cho (Kim Roe-ha) are on the case in MEMORIES OF MURDER

Detectives Park (Song Kang-ho) and Cho (Kim Roe-ha) are on the case in MEMORIES OF MURDER

MEMORIES OF MURDER (SALINUI CHUEOK) (Bong Joon-ho, 2003)
Film Forum
209 West Houston St.
Saturday, July 18, 4:30, and Saturday, July 25, 4:40
Series continues through August 5
212-727-8110
filmforum.org

Inspired by actual events, Bong Joon-ho’s Memories of Murder is a psychological thriller set in a rural South Korean town. With a serial killer on the loose, Seoul sends experienced inspector Suh (Kim Sang-kyung) to help with the case, which is being bungled by local detectives Park (Song Kang-ho) and Cho (Kim Roe-ha), who consistently tamper with evidence, bring in the wrong suspects, and torture them in both brutal and ridiculously funny ways. But as the frustration level builds and more victims are found, even Suh starts considering throwing away the book and doing whatever is necessary to catch the killer. Bong’s first major success, earning multiple awards at film festivals around the world, Memories of Murder is a well-paced police procedural that contains just enough surprises to overcome a few too many genre clichés. The film is beautifully shot by Kim Hyung-gu, from wide-open landscapes to a busy, crowded factory. But the film is dominated by Song’s (The Host, Snowpiercer) big, round face, a physical and emotional wonder whether he’s goofing around with a prisoner or dead-set on catching a criminal. Winner of numerous international film festival awards, Memories of Murder is screening July 18 & 25 as part of Film Forum’s “True Crime” series, which continues through August 5 with such other ripped-from-the-headlines favorites as Sidney Lumet’s Serpico and Dog Day Afternoon, Franceso Rosi’s The Mattei Affair, Fritz Lang’s M, and double features of Alfred Hitchcock’s Rope and Tom Kalin’s Swoon and Robert Wise’s The Body Snatcher and I Want to Live!