XINGU (Cao Hamburger, 2012)
Cinema Village
22 East 12th St. between University Pl. & Fifth Ave.
Opens Friday, March 14
212-924-3363
www.cinemavillage.com
In 1943, brothers Orlando (Felipe Camargo), Cláudio (João Miguel), and Leonardo Villas-Bôas (Caio Blat) posed as uneducated peasants known as peons in order to get extremely low-paying jobs working on an expedition into the untamed lands of Central Brazil along the Xingu River. They were looking for excitement and adventure, and over the course of twenty years they ended up finding more than they ever could have imagined. Their story is told in Cao Hamburger’s (The Year My Parents Went on Vacation) award-winning festival favorite Xingu, which follows the three twentysomethings as they make first contact with the indigenous peoples of these regions, tribes that have never seen the white man before. As the close siblings make friends with the men, women, and children in the Xingu villages, the Brazilian government keeps asking for more and more out of the brothers, wanting them to push out the Indians so they can set up airstrips and military bases. Orlando, Cláudio, and Leonardo are suddenly in a difficult position, understanding that they are both “the poison and the antidote,” trying to protect the cultural heritage of these Native Brazilians while their bosses are breaking promise after promise. Produced by Fernando Meirelles (City of God, The Constant Gardener), Xingu is heartfelt if overwrought, both exciting and plodding as the brothers find their place in the world while attempting to help the indigenous Xingu peoples maintain theirs in a changing Brazil. The film explores aspects of colonialism, manifest destiny, deforestation, racism, and discrimination that are still relevant today, in Brazil, the United States, and around the globe. The beautifully shot film also delves into the inherent importance of preserving cultural heritage in the face of technological change and militarism. Xingu can get overly sincere, but it also tells a story that needs to be told.


Mike Nichols’s Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf? meets Richard Linklater’s “Before” series in Roger Michell’s bittersweet romantic black comedy, Le Week-end. Professor Nick Burrows (Jim Broadbent) and teacher Meg Burrows (Lindsay Duncan) are celebrating their thirtieth wedding anniversary by returning to Paris, where they spent their honeymoon. But whereas their first visit was filled with love, hope, and dreams of a bright future, they have come to the realization that their life together didn’t quite turn out as planned. While Nick still seems to be in love with his wife, Meg is reevaluating their relationship, continually lashing into him and spending what little money they have with reckless abandon. When they unexpectedly bump into an old colleague of Nick’s, the self-absorbed chatterbox Morgan (Jeff Goldblum), they are invited and go to a party where they imagine what could have been, forcing them to face some brutal truths.

Why does Steve Buscemi have to be Mr. Pink? Because Quentin Tarantino said so. Former video-store clerk Tarantino burst onto the indie film scene with the ultraviolent genre picture Reservoir Dogs, about a diamond heist gone horribly wrong, with big nods to Stanley Kubrick’s The Killing, Joseph Sargent’s The Taking of Pelham One Two Three, and other American noirs. You know there’s a problem if Mr. White (Harvey Keitel) has to be called in to clean up the mess made by Mr. Blonde (Michael Madsen), Mr. Blue (Eddie Bunker), Mr. Brown (Tarantino), Mr. Orange (Tim Roth), and, of course, Mr. Pink, all of whom are dressed in ultra-cool black-and-white suits, which makes all the red look that much richer. The robbery was organized by Joe (Lawrence Tierney) and his son, Nice Guy Eddie (Chris Penn), who has some pretty serious issues of his own. Double crosses, Madonna discussions, and a torture scene set to the Stealers Wheel song “Stuck in the Middle with You” make things go from funny to frightening in hysterical blasts of bloody irony as tensions mount and the criminals debate whether they were set up. Reservoir Dogs served as quite a debut for writer-director Tarantino, instantly making him an indie-film hero and sending him on his way, to be followed by his great script for True Romance and his Palme d’Or winner, Pulp Fiction, pulling off quite a triple play in three awesome years to start a career. Reservoir Dogs is screening at midnight on March 14 & 15 as part of the IFC Center’s “Late-Night Favorites” series, which continues with David Lynch’s Eraserhead March 21-22 and Kubrick’s The Shining March 28-29.


Carol Reed’s thriller is quite simply the most entertaining film you’re ever likely to see. Set in a divided post-WWII Vienna amid a thriving black market, The Third Man is heavy in atmosphere, untrustworthy characters, and sly humor, with a marvelous zither score by Anton Karas. Joseph Cotten stars as Holly Martins, an American writer of Western paperbacks who has come to Vienna to see his old friend Harry Lime (Orson Welles), but he seems to have shown up a little late. While trying to find out what happened to Harry, Martins falls for Harry’s lover, Anna (Alida Valli); is told to get out of town by Major Calloway (Trevor Howard) and Sergeant Paine (Bernard “M” Lee); meets a stream of Harry’s more interesting, mysterious friends, including Baron Kurtz (Ernst Deutsch) and Popescu (Siegfried Breuer); and is talked into giving a lecture to a literary club by old Mr. Crabbin (Wilfrid Hyde-White). Every scene is a finely honed work of art, filled with long shadows, echoing footsteps, dripping water, and unforgettable dialogue about cuckoo clocks and other strangeness. SPOILER: The shot in which Lime is first revealed, standing in a doorway, a cat brushing by his feet, his tongue firmly in cheek as he lets go a miraculous, knowing smile, is one of the greatest single moments in the history of cinema.


