Bill Murray is plenty weird in Wes Anderson’s plenty weird THE LIFE AQUATIC WITH STEVE ZISSOU
THE LIFE AQUATIC WITH STEVE ZISSOU (Wes Anderson, 2004)
Museum of the Moving Image
35th Ave. at 36th St., Astoria
Saturday, May 26, and Sunday, May 27, free with museum admission of $10, 3:00
Series runs through May 27
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Wes Anderson’s fourth film, following Bottle Rocket, Rushmore, and The Royal Tenenbaums, is, once again, zany, unique, offbeat, and creative, although in this case the sum of the parts do not add up to a worthwhile whole. Bill Murray stars as Steve Zissou, a minor-league Jacques Cousteau type who has been making cult underwater documentaries for years, but his last adventure could turn out to be his final one in more ways than one. His crew includes longtime right-hand man Klaus Daimler (Willem Dafoe), who is jealous of the new guy in Steve’s life, a pipe-smoking Kentucky pilot who might be his son (Owen Wilson); a pregnant reporter profiling Steve for an oceanography magazine (Cate Blanchett); a Brazilian safety expert who has a fondness for playing acoustic versions of David Bowie songs in Portuguese (Seu Jorge); the bond company stooge protecting his company’s investment (Bud Cort); and Zissouss mad producer (Michael Gambon), among others. There’s also wealthy rival Alistair Hennessey (Jeff Goldblum), who used to be married to Zissou’s wife Eleanor (Anjelica Huston). After Zissou’s best friend, Esteban (Seymour Cassel), gets eaten supposedly by the rare “jaguar shark,” Zissou goes on a personal mission of underwater vengeance that is just too dry for its own good. Henry Selick (The Nightmare Before Christmas) did the stop-motion animation of the sea creatures. The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou is screening May 26-27 as part of the Museum of the Moving Image retrospective “Wes Anderson’s Worlds,” being held in conjunction with the opening of Anderson’s latest, Moonrise Kingdom, which hits theaters May 25.
Generally, Danish Dogme practitioner Lars von Trier makes films that critics and audiences alike are either repulsed by or deeply love. Controversial works such as Breaking the Waves, The Idiots, Dancer in the Dark, and Dogville win international awards while also driving people out of theaters. In fact, at his New York Film Festival press conference for Antichrist, he was asked how he feels when no one walks out on his work: “Then I have failed,” he replied with a sly grin. Well, there are sure to be many walkouts during Antichrist, a harrowing tale of grief, pain, and despair that begins with a gorgeously shot, visually graphic sex scene followed by a tragic accident. The rest of the film details how the unnamed couple (Willem Dafoe and Charlotte Gainsbourg) deal with the loss of their young child; a therapist, he opts to treat her more as a patient than as his wife, a highly questionable decision that threatens to tear them apart — both psychologically and physically, as the film turns into an extremely violent horror flick in the final scenes. Somehow, we found ourselves pretty much right in the middle of this one, neither loving it nor hating it while admiring it greatly despite its odd meanderings, loose holes, sappy dialogue, and occasionally awkward scenarios. In certain ways, it’s a bizarre amalgamation of Alfred Hitchcock’s Spellbound, Ingmar Bergman’s Scenes from a Marriage, Stanley Kubrick’s The Shining (and various other Stephen King stories), Roman Polanski’s Rosemary’s Baby, Richard Donner’s The Omen, Robert Wise’s Audrey Rose, and Tobe Hooper’s The Texas Chain Saw Massacre. Or something like that. Add half a star if you think von Trier is a creative genius; delete two stars if you consider him a certifiable lunatic.
Australian brothers Michael and Peter Spierig, who played with the zombie genre in their feature-length debut, 2003’s UNDEAD, dig their teeth into vampires in their follow-up, DAYBREAKERS. It’s 2019, and the world has been turned upside down — one infected bat has led to ninety-five percent of the population being vampires, living in a nocturnal society that shuts down during the day. At night, the vamps put on their suits, board the subways, and go to work, getting their blood at coffee shops and acting fairly normal. But with the dwindling supply of human blood — as humanity itself is on the brink of extinction — some vampires are turning into evil, bloodthirsty winged creatures ready to tear apart anything, including themselves, for a shot of the red stuff.