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Gifted Hands: The Ben Carson Story (2009)

19 Tuesday Aug 2014

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When black Benny Carson was growing up poor,
He had little hope for success,
But Mother spurred him to keep trying for more
And not simply settle for less.
 
Encouraging him to read two books a week
And limit his watching TV,
She taught him to love learning more and to seek
New subjects to fill him with glee.
 
He grew ever smarter, and cockier too,
A violent, unfortunate trend.
His temper he knew that he had to subdue
When he almost murdered a friend.
 
With God’s help, he studied, and he persevered
To graduate college and train
And work at Johns Hopkins, the halls so revered,
To heal the mysterious brain.
 
As Candy, his wife, offered her full support,
He dealt with severe operations,
Repairing brain maladies of every sort
And earning impressed commendations.
 
When Ben had progressed to a surgery leader,
He took a case others would dread.
Two scared German parents, Augusta and Peter,
Had twins that were linked at the head.
 
While weighing the risks, for four months he prepared,
Assembled a team that would strive,
And tried to perfect how these infants, thus paired,
Could be split apart and survive.
 
The risky procedure took twenty-two hours
And strained every surgeon’s last nerve,
But both babies lived, thanks to Ben’s healing powers
And his will to learn and to serve.
___________________
 

I had read Ben Carson’s memoir Gifted Hands for a book report before this film version was even made, and I definitely admire how faithful the filmmakers were to the renowned brain surgeon’s real life. They didn’t include every incident, but the film expertly succeeds in the whole purpose for an inspirational biopic – to provide a comprehensive portrait of a life (usually) worthy of admiration and emulation.

A few early scenes are a bit too cheesy, such as Ben’s discovery of his own imagination thanks to a rather stupid blue mouse. Yet the film improves as it goes, detailing how Ben’s troubled mother encouraged him and instilled an eagerness for learning through some uncommon tough love. The humor and drama continue into his dangerously rebellious teen years, and by the time he finds the Lord and grows up into Cuba Gooding, Jr., I felt as if I understood this man’s upbringing surprisingly well. Once he becomes a resident at Johns Hopkins, the film recounts some of his more difficult successes, including the famous conjoined-twin surgery he pioneered. The grueling surgical scenes aren’t explicit, though they could turn off the squeamish, and they deftly bring to life the preparation and difficulty involved in real surgery, which is often shortened or exaggerated in TV shows.

By film’s end, one can’t help but admire Ben for all the disadvantages he overcame to become such an eminent saver of lives. Cuba Gooding, Jr., is outstanding in the lead role and should have received at least an Emmy nomination. The film also depicts his faith favorably without ever becoming preachy. I’m not sure how the real Ben Carson felt about the movie, but I would be extremely flattered and satisfied if such a positive film were made of my life. As far as recent rumors that he may be considering a 2016 Presidential run, all I can say is that, if Gifted Hands is any indication, I wouldn’t mind having such a thoughtful, well-grounded professional in the White House, one who’s a wonderful role model for children and politicians alike.

Best line: (Dr. Carson, to the babies’ parents, immediately after the surgery) “Which child would you like to see first?” (the perfect line for that moment, complete with touching, emotional reaction)

 
Artistry: 8
Characters/Actors: 9
Entertainment: 8
Visual Effects: 8
Originality: 7
Watchability: 8
 
TOTAL: 48 out of 60
 

Next: #143 – Mrs. Doubtfire

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Out of Africa (1985)

17 Sunday Aug 2014

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Drama, Romance

I had a farm in Africa,
The grandest place I ever saw.
I wed a baron to progress
And gain the title Baroness.
 
In Kenya, I grew coffee beans
Amid the vibrant browns and greens.
My dear Kikuyu served me well
And helped my sorrows to dispel.
 
My husband cheated, as I knew,
And brought disease, but I pulled through.
Though forced to leave, my whole heart burned
And would not rest till I returned.
 
I met a man named Denys, who
Would visit me and closer drew.
He’d take Mozart on long safari,
Months away, but never sorry.
 
I’d tell him tales, made up alone,
Of places I had never known,
And he showed me the country’s sights
And took me to God’s lofty heights.
 
A crop of plenty would not stay,
For fire took it all away;
In fire, Denys too was lost,
My stay in Kenya’s final cost.
 
I read a poem above his grave
And tried my tribal friends to save.
I left, respected by the men,
But I’ll see Denys once again.
_____________________
 

Another Meryl Streep classic, Out of Africa is one of my VC’s favorite films for three main reasons: Streep’s strong, Oscar-nominated performance; the gloriously iconic score; and, of course, Robert Redford in fine form. Showcasing her skill with accents (in this case, Danish), Meryl Streep makes Karen Blixen, a.k.a. author Isak Dineson, a compelling character who happens to have both good and bad taste in men. Klaus Maria Brandauer was also nominated for an Oscar as her philandering husband Bror, but, with his laid-back confidence and appreciation of Africa’s thrills and beauty, it’s obvious why Redford captures Karen’s attention more. (Interesting note: Denys Finch Hatton’s real compass was used in the movie, but someone stole it during filming.) While it may be true to the book, most of the main characters seem to arbitrarily sleep around, and, since I prefer more pure romances, some scenes that were meant to be utterly romantic didn’t engage me as they might others.

The film is rather slow and boring in parts and is an obvious chick flick; even an episode of Everybody Loves Raymond labeled it a “girly” movie. Yet, unlike a tired rom com, this film features a number of realistic, ill-fated relationships, as well as some truly magnificent cinematography that displays Africa’s natural grandeur, particularly during the plane ride montage. I also like how the native Kikuyu tribe is sympathetically depicted and how Karen assists and protects them, earning their respect and affection. The scene in the gentlemen’s clubhouse toward the end is reminiscent of the finale of The Autobiography of Miss Jane Pittman and is just as satisfying in its display of well-deserved deference.

Out of Africa won seven Academy Awards, including Best Picture, and stands as a tribute to the life of a great writer, who sadly never returned to her beloved Africa. With a haunting score that will play in your mind long after the credits roll, Out of Africa is a touching, often wistful romance that deserved every one of its accolades.

Best line: (Karen, about Denys) “Perhaps he knew, as I did not, that the earth was made round so that we would not see too far down the road.”

 
Artistry: 10
Characters/Actors: 10
Entertainment: 6
Visual Effects: 7
Originality: 8
Watchability: 7
 
TOTAL: 48 out of 60
 

Next: #145 – The Little Mermaid

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Kramer vs. Kramer (1979)

15 Friday Aug 2014

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Drama, Triple A

Ted Kramer is having an excellent day,
Until he comes home for Joanna to say
She’s fleeing him, leaving him,
Terribly grieving him,
Finding her own life by getting away.
 
He isn’t prepared for the loss of his wife,
And now he is forced to reorder his life.
At first, he’s unwilling
But does his best filling
The role she vacated with maximum strife.
 
As many months pass, he and Billy connect.
Though fatherhood causes vocation neglect,
The bike rides and stories,
The worries and glories
Are moments he treasures more than they expect.
 
A year and a half of both good and bad later,
Joanna returns, and more struggles await her.
She wants her dear Billy,
But Ted’s rightly chilly.
They each fight in court with their own mean debater.
 
As both Kramers beg, the judge hears every side,
But Ted’s heartfelt pleas are completely denied;
But, seeing how broken
He is, as a token,
Joanna lets Ted keep their shared joy and pride.
_________________
 

Kramer vs. Kramer features Dustin Hoffman and Meryl Streep perfectly playing two very imperfect people, roles that won both of them Academy Awards. As most critics mentioned, the film is so compelling because it isn’t black and white. While Joanna is certainly blamed for her abandonment of her responsibilities to her son, she is not vilified for it, and, since the years of assumed neglect are not shown, there is room for her actions being partially justifiable.

Still, the film’s and the audience’s sympathies lie squarely with Ted, who is by no means an ideal parent but does his best, as do we all. His struggles relating to Billy are entirely believable, since he mostly left child duties to Joanna, and his embracing of his paternal role is sweet and gratifying. Even for those who have never had children, the film brilliantly captures the realistic ups and downs of parenthood, from unforeseen accidents that leave parents guilt-ridden to simple joys and routines that are deeply missed when lost.

As I said, the film doesn’t go into the details of what leads to divorce but instead focuses on the negative impact it has on everyone involved. Everybody is miserable, and though they all manage to piece their lives together again, they are still obviously broken. The film overall makes a convincing argument for how fathers, as well as mothers, can be worthy single parents, a growing new concept at the time. The courtroom scenes also provide evidence of why lawyers gain a bad reputation, since the attorneys’ unkind probing and refusal to allow clarification of answers become frustrating for both parties. The final kindness Joanna bestows on Ted may be unlikely in real life, but it feels right, particularly for a film that showcases what a good parent Ted has become. Hoffman and Streep made this Triple A film the Best Picture winner it was, and, as divorce rates remain high, Kramer vs. Kramer’s realism and shared sympathies continue to keep it a timely film.

Best line: (Joanna, emotional at the end) “I woke up this morning, kept thinking about Billy, and I was thinking about him waking up in his room with his little clouds all around that I painted, and I thought I should have painted clouds downtown because then he would think that he was waking up at home. I came here to take my son home. And I realized he already is home.”

 
Artistry: 10
Characters/Actors: 10
Entertainment: 8
Visual Effects: N/A
Originality: 9
Watchability: 8
Other (realistic look at divorce): +3
Other (language, one scene with nudity): -1
 
TOTAL: 47 out of 60

 

Next: #147 – Die Hard

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#150: The Nativity Story (2006)

12 Tuesday Aug 2014

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The village of Nazareth, rural and poor,
Held no importance, except to those
Who called the town home, paying taxes galore
And planting each season and doing each chore
With hope for a Savior to banish their woes.
 
Young Mary was chosen to be Joseph’s wife,
And God chose her to bear His Son.
She knew that a scandal could threaten her life
And cause her and Joseph unwarranted strife,
But still she submitted that His will be done.
 
She journeyed to visit Elizabeth then,
Her cousin, pregnant by God’s will,
Who knew Mary’s Son was the Savior of men.
When Mary returned to her hometown again,
Her pregnancy made people tempted to kill.
 
But Joseph was warned by an angel mid-dream
That Mary held God’s favor yet.
Regardless of how Joseph’s actions may seem,
He did not dismiss her, as most men would deem,
And loved her and He Whom she soon would beget.
 
The word arrived then of a census widespread,
That forced returns to old hometowns.
Since far Bethlehem beckoned him, Joseph led
A donkey that bore Mary ever ahead,
Across rocky country and uneven grounds.
 
The journey was hard, testing both faith and heart,
And when they came, there was no room.
The most that the humble locale could impart
For God’s only Son was a stable apart,
Complete with a star that above it did loom.
 
The angel pronounced to the shepherds nearby
That born was the King of Kings,
And after they’d worshipped the lowly Most High,
Three Eastern Magi, who had studied the sky,
Arrived to give homage with rich offerings.
 
Though Herod the king feared the end of his reign
And killed the children there,
The angel warned Joseph, who fled his domain
With Mary and Jesus, as God did ordain
To answer His own people’s prayer.
____________________
 

In so many cases, there is a disconnect to Bible stories. Both when we read of great deeds of the past and when we see films like The Ten Commandments, the characters take on mythological qualities that cause us to forget that they were real people, dealing with everyday life just like us, whom God chose for extraordinary purposes. The Nativity Story brilliantly emphasizes the humanity and vulnerability of Mary and Joseph, making them more relatable and real than any Sunday school lesson could.

Keisha Castle-Hughes plays a sensitive and courageous Mary, though I wish she didn’t look so continually melancholy. Oscar Isaac is the best Joseph I’ve seen thus far, presenting Joseph as the good man mentioned in the Bible but demonstrating that being righteous does not come without temptation and doubt. Their relationship is cool at first but slowly grows as Mary recognizes what a loving and honorable man she has married. Ciaran Hinds once again proves his skill as a villain as the brooding King Herod, and Shaun Toub of Iron Man is believably frustrated as Mary’s misunderstanding father. Shohreh Aghdashloo plays the trusting Elizabeth, and it’s interesting that this well-known Muslim actress is playing a Jewish character in a Christian movie.

Though it is clearly a Christian film, it isn’t preachy and utilizes more of the show-don’t-tell method, such as when Herod’s soldiers overlook humble Joseph and his pregnant wife because they are looking for a man of power. The actors themselves were touched by the film as well: Oscar Isaac said in an interview that in the scene in which he begs God for a sign, he actually saw a remarkably beautiful sunrise and had to hide his own awe.

The filmmakers took some creative license, such as downplaying the angel’s proclamation to the shepherds (probably for budget reasons), but the actual nativity scene is the most moving depiction of Jesus’ birth I’ve seen on film. There’s also the familiar misconception that the Magi were present with the shepherds, but that’s a minor objection.

I first saw The Nativity Story in the theater, and it has since become another Christmas Day tradition, a wonderful way to recall the real reason for the season. It’s not the most exciting movie, but it brings a simple Bible story to life in a relatable and beautiful way.

Best line: (Joseph, as villagers are glaring at their departure) “They’re going to miss us.”

 
Artistry: 9
Characters/Actors: 9
Entertainment: 8
Visual Effects: 6
Originality: 8
Watchability: 7
 
TOTAL: 47 out of 60
 

Next: #149 – Overboard

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Les Miserables (1998)

10 Sunday Aug 2014

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Jean Valjean, a thieving con,
A man who stole some bread,
Got nineteen years of blood and tears
That left his spirit dead.
 
When on parole, he wrongly stole,
And when they caught the debtor,
A bishop freed him of the deed
And told him to be better.
 
This saved his soul; he broke parole,
And started his life o’er.
Out of distress, he found success,
A changed man to the core.
 
With altered name, he won some fame
And rose to be a mayor,
But then one day, to his dismay,
He once more meets Javert.
 
This rule-obsessed, persistent pest
Was once his prison guard.
Valjean’s strong face revives the chase,
For mania’s die hard.
 
Meanwhile, unseen, the poor Fantine
Is found out and dismissed.
She is reviled for a child
Who should not exist.
 
Arrested soon, she finds a boon
When Valjean helps her plight
And proves compassion’s still in fashion,
Sparking Javert’s spite.
 
But when a pawn some call Valjean
Will soon receive his blame,
The real Valjean cannot go on
And let him bear his shame.
 
Before the court, he gives report
Of who he really is.
His doubts fulfilled, Javert is thrilled,
And victory is his.
 
His words are mean, which kills Fantine,
And Valjean flees Javert.
In Fantine’s debt, he finds Cosette
And takes her in his care.
 
Cosette and he discreetly flee
To Paris, where they find
A place to live in, and they’re given
Walls to hide behind.
 
A decade gone, and Jean Valjean
Still loves Cosette, now grown.
Despite the years, he still has fears
And won’t leave her alone.
 
Yet young romance still has its chance,
And though her father’s wary,
Affections show for France’s foe,
A revolutionary.
 
They meet each night, out of Jean’s sight,
While Marius prepares
To soon ignite a hopeless fight
So freedom can be theirs.
 
Again Javert attempts to snare
Valjean, but he is caught.
Amid parades, the barricades
Arise from what they’ve got.
 
Because Cosette can’t help but fret,
Valjean locates her swain.
With mercy rare, he frees Javert,
Who thinks this act insane.
 
Amid attack, upon his back
Valjean conveys the boy.
Through sewers dank and dark and rank,
He saves his daughter’s joy.
 
Valjean is caught; Javert’s distraught
When mercy makes its plea.
The strict Javert just cannot bear
To break his own decree.
He leaves Valjean and can’t go on;
At last Valjean is free.
___________________
 

Not to be confused with the more recent adaptation of the stage musical, this 1998 version of Les Miserables was the first version I saw, though I also enjoyed the 1978 version with Richard Jordan and Anthony Perkins. It doesn’t have the rousing musical numbers that thousands have come to love, but the drama flows smoothly in its elegant reworking of Victor Hugo’s classic novel.

Liam Neeson is a marvelous Jean Valjean, exhibiting both his early brutishness and his reformed piety with equal skill. Little flashes of his temper toward Cosette realistically reveal remnants of his past ruthlessness, and though his religion is seen only in passing after the bishop’s gift, his whole performance showcases the main moral of the story (at least for me): man’s potential to change his life for the better. Geoffrey Rush is equally excellent as probably the best Javert I’ve seen. Though his final act is a bit puzzling, he is entirely convincing in his narrow-minded devotion to the law. Uma Thurman as Fantine, a young Claire Danes as Cosette, and Hans Matheson as Marius likewise fill their roles admirably. While a few over-explanatory scenes seem a tad stiff toward the beginning, other scenes easily impress with large crowds, recalling the cast-of-thousands epics of yesteryear.

I very much enjoyed the 2012 musical version with Hugh Jackman, and I find it interesting to compare this film with that one. While the well-lyricized songs allow the musical to eloquently gloss over certain scenes, the 1998 Les Miserables gives some added details, such as Valjean’s touching care for Fantine and a less rushed romance between Cosette and Marius. The courtroom scene in which Valjean reveals his identity is particularly good in both versions for different reasons: whereas the song “Who Am I?” superbly evoked his moral struggle with its stunning climax, there’s also something to be said for Neeson’s inner turmoil culminating to a more developed revelation of himself. Also, at least one person I’ve read mentioned that morally Fantine didn’t seem deserving of heaven in the 2012 film, but this version made it clearer that she had indeed repented of her sins.

The 1998 film does leave out many subplots, including Eponine, a larger role for the Thenardiers, and the more tragic conclusion of the book and musical, but these omissions serve to streamline the plot and not let it feel over-stuffed, as the 2012 version did at times. I especially liked the conclusion, which seemed more hopeful and optimistic. (For some reason, I did find the denouement of Valjean walking away with a relieved expression on his face to be strangely reminiscent of the final scene of Marathon Man. Maybe it’s just me.) Some lovers of the musical may find this version lacking, but it’s a stylish period piece that handsomely puts the best of the novel onto the screen.

Best line: (Fantine, to Valjean) “But you don’t understand, I’m a whore… and Cosette has no father.“  (Valjean) “She has the Lord. He is her father. And you’re His creation. In His eyes, you have never been anything but an innocent and…beautiful woman.”

 
Artistry: 9
Characters/Actors: 9
Entertainment: 8
Visual Effects: 7
Originality: 7
Watchability: 7
 
TOTAL: 47 out of 60
 

Next: #151 – Cinderella

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A League of Their Own (1992)

09 Saturday Aug 2014

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Back when baseball was a sport
Belonging just to men,
It took the likes of World War II
To widen people’s ken.
 
Since men were scarce, a chocolate “nut”
Financed a women’s league
To keep ball-lovers entertained
And battle war fatigue.
 
The scouts were out, collecting girls,
From south and north and west.
In Oregon, two rival sisters
Played ball and impressed.
 
The lovely Dottie always caused
Resentment in young Kit,
Who didn’t share the looks and skills
That made her sis a hit.
 
The sixteen girls that earned their way
To be a Rockford Peach
Competed well, despite some boors,
And fame was in their reach.
 
Their manager named Jimmy Dugan,
Once a home-run great,
At first spent all the innings drunk
And slept from state to state.
 
Yet as the Peaches won more games
And garnered crowds of fans,
He took more of an interest
And made signals with his hands.
 
He coached them rather harshly
As they earned themselves a name,
But Kit continued to desire
Dottie’s easy fame.
 
When Dottie thought of leaving
After Kit had had enough,
The younger girl was traded,
And she stormed off in a huff.
 
The women’s league world series
Brought a thrill to all involved,
And as the Peaches played well,
Kit’s concerns were far from solved.
 
But Dottie helped her sister out,
As well as her new team,
When she appeared to drop the ball
To boost Kit’s self-esteem.
 
Although the Peaches failed to win,
They served to represent
That playing like a girl perhaps
Was just a compliment.
 
Years later, they were honored
In the Baseball Hall of Fame,
And most were reunited
For a sentimental game.
___________________
 

Laverne and Shirley’s Penny Marshall had directed some pretty darn good films, including Jumpin’ Jack Flash and Big, and A League of Their Own continued her streak. With an all-star cast of actors who hadn’t quite reached their full stardom yet, it shone a funny spotlight on a subject few had considered for decades, a women’s baseball league that ran from 1943 to 1954. Not trying to be too historically accurate, it allows the humor and humanity to flow in a surprisingly entertaining way.

Lori Petty and Geena Davis were in their prime as Kit Keller and Dottie Hinson, and, though Kit’s jealousy seems juvenile, their competitive sisterly relationship is still realistic and paints both of them sympathetically. Madonna also makes a memorable appearance as Mae and, in one scene, dances well enough to win Dancing with the Stars. I’m not a big fan of Rosie O’Donnell, but her distinctively loud voice works well on the ball field and she gets some hilarious one-liners, like “Let’s make like a bread truck and haul buns” or “I’m so depressed, I could eat a cow.” Other up-and-coming players like Megan Cavanaugh, Anne Ramsay, Renée Coleman, and Tea Leoni also have smaller roles, as do Jon Lovitz and David Strathairn. The best role, of course, goes to Tom Hanks as Jimmy Dugan, and, though he’s an utter jerk for the first half of his performance, his comedy is so effortless that Jimmy is still somehow endearing, even as he screams the famous line “There’s no crying in baseball!”

A League of Their Own isn’t really a “meet ‘em and move on” movie in the traditional sense, but it does have a number of memorable characters and a similar kind of ending that brings back most of them in a nostalgic, heart-tugging way. Revisiting all the older versions of the girls gives greater depth to the plot, by making this baseball interlude a defining time in their lives. Whoever cast the older versions of the actors did an excellent job in finding aged look-alikes; Lynn Cartwright as the older Dottie and Kathleen Butler as the older Kit share an amazing resemblance with their younger counterparts.

Overall, A League of Their Own presents how girls broke down barriers simply by enjoying a ball game. (A brief scene of a black woman throwing the ball to them and nodding knowingly brought home that point.) Whether you love baseball or not, this film is a funny and dramatic look at a lesser-known bit of sports history. Who wouldn’t want to see Mrs. Little, Tank Girl, Evita, Turk from Tarzan, the Evil Leaper, and that lady from “Mad About You” all playing ball together, with Forrest Gump cheering from the sidelines?

Best line: (Dottie, considering leaving baseball) “It just got too hard.”   (Jimmy) “It’s supposed to be hard. If it wasn’t hard, everyone would do it. The hard… is what makes it great. “

 
Artistry: 8
Characters/Actors: 9
Entertainment: 9
Visual Effects: N/A
Originality: 9
Watchability: 9
Other (touching, meet-‘em-and-move-on-style end): +4
Other (language): -1
 
TOTAL: 47 out of 60
 

Next: #152 – Les Miserables (1998)

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The Homecoming: A Christmas Story (1971)

08 Friday Aug 2014

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Christmas, Drama, Family

Depression-time Virginia, on a snowy Christmas Eve:
The Walton children wish their daddy hadn’t had to leave.
He had to find some work, but as the sun begins to set,
His wife can’t help but worry since he hasn’t come home yet.
The eldest, John-Boy, helps to babysit each sis and brother
By having them crack walnuts and not argue with each other.
 
Though John-Boy helps bring in a tree, his mother worries more
When he is doing something, locked behind his bedroom door.
A turkey-thieving Robin Hood who goes by Charlie Snead
Drops off a gift for Livy and her many mouths to feed.
As she prepares their dinner, she finds out what John-Boy’s hiding:
A simple private journal and the dream of one day writing.
 
Encouraging her firstborn, Livy gives him hasty hope,
Then sends him after Daddy to allow herself to cope.
For transportation, John-Boy first tries Charlie Snead, who’s got
A car he’s glad to lend him, though the bandit has been caught.
When John-Boy then runs out of gas, he finds some welcome aid
From Hawthorne, a black preacher, and a social call is paid.
 
The whiskey-brewing Baldwin sisters may not be all there,
But after proper courtesy, they have a sleigh to share.
The journey sadly is cut short, and John-Boy comes back home,
With no new news of John for all the places he did roam.
His mother cannot take it, and her temper rears its head,
Yet there is nothing to be done but wait and go to bed.
 
But suddenly they hear a noise, and John is at the door
With loads of Santa’s presents they were hardly hoping for!
He hitch-hiked and then walked the rest to reach his home that night,
And though his paycheck’s nearly spent, he loves the kids’ delight.
He even lends his full support to John-Boy’s writing call,
And living off of love, the Waltons bid “Good night” to all.
____________________
 

Like It’s a Wonderful Life, The Homecoming is a Christmas tradition in my house. Since The Homecoming acted as a TV movie pilot for the classic show The Waltons, it shares much of the appeal of that series: old-fashioned values, cute and relatable kids, and an overall sense of nostalgia. Indeed, the whole film (and most of the series) possesses a unique wistfulness, like a fond childhood memory of days that are no more. Of course, that’s exactly what it is, an embellished chronicle of the younger years of Earl Hamner, Jr., the real John-Boy Walton (and Clayboy Spencer in the Fonda flick Spencer’s Mountain).

I and the majority of people nowadays are too young to remember these Depression days of “Roosevelt will save us” optimism, of reliance on neighborly goodwill but not charity (except when necessary and convenient), of trudging through the snow to retrieve a runaway cow, of trying to explain a stock market crash to children when one doesn’t understand it fully oneself, of throwing caution to the wind for the sake of some brief, carefree smiles. Still, the way in which they’re presented make them seem closer and more engaging than reading a history book. The Waltons feel like real people; Olivia, played by Roald Dahl’s wife Patricia Neal, realistically waits and watches for her far-flung husband; little Elizabeth sincerely explains how she plans to not grow up; older Mary Ellen considers herself smarter than the rest as she enters the growing pains of her “terrible teens”; John-Boy spends hours searching for his father on a wild goose chase that, for some, is surprisingly easy to relate to. John-Boy’s dream of being a writer is a particularly sympathetic touchstone for me, as I and countless others aspire to the same thing.

For those familiar with The Waltons, there are plenty of familiar faces. Richard Thomas originated the role of John-Boy and continued to play him for most of the television series and several TV movies. All the other children are the same as well (Judy Norton as sassy Mary Ellen, Jon Walmsley as musical Jason, Mary McDonough as the snitch Erin, Eric Scott as mischievous Ben, David Harper as shaggy-headed Jim-Bob, and Kami Cotler as adorable, freckle-faced Elizabeth), as is Ellen Corby as Grandma Esther Walton. All the other roles are different, from Andrew Duggan as John Walton to Edgar Bergen as Grandpa Ebenezer (not Zebulon?) Walton. Various other changed roles include storeowner Ike Godsey, the batty bootlegging Baldwin sisters, and the less familiar characters Hawthorne Dooley and Charlie Snead. Overall, though I enjoy the colorful cast of the film, I much prefer the actors in The Waltons (Miss Michael Learned, Ralph Waite, Joe Conley, etc.). In my opinion, the recasting only made the show better.

I haven’t always been, but I’m a Virginia lover of late, and part of my family’s attraction to Virginia was based in the lovely Appalachian scenery of The Waltons. (The show was filmed in California, but it looks like Appalachia. Likewise, The Homecoming was filmed in Wyoming’s Teton National Park, even though it’s also set in Virginia.) So the location of the film and show has special meaning to me too, since few movies mention familiar names like Charlottesville and my former city of residence Waynesboro.

The Homecoming (and The Waltons) is family entertainment at its purest, focusing on a tight-knit family overcoming problems of the day through love and togetherness. All the later Waltons TV movies are good and inspiring in their own ways, but The Homecoming effortlessly creates a bygone era and fills it with one of the most lovable and relatable cast of characters to grace the screen. Some might find it boring, but in this age of edgy and boundary-pushing television, it’s nice to retreat into the simpler world of the Walton family and remember that TV need not be shocking or provocative to be entertaining; it just has to be good.

Best line: (pompous, toy-bearing missionary) “This year, I said to the ladies of our society, ‘Why look to some foreign country for heathens, when the Blue Ridge Mountains are filled with them?’”

 
Artistry: 8
Characters/Actors: 9
Entertainment: 8
Visual Effects: N/A
Originality: 8
Watchability: 9
Other (pure, rustic nostalgia): +5
 
TOTAL: 47 out of 60
 

Next: #153 – A League of Their Own

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As Good As It Gets (1997)

06 Wednesday Aug 2014

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The gruff Melvin Udall has clear OCD
And acts like a jerk, as the world can agree.
He relocks his door and wastes way too much soap
And proves he’s a prejudiced, vain misanthrope.
He won’t step on cracks and is hooked on routine
And mistreats his neighbor’s dog just to be mean.
 
This neighbor named Simon is artsy and gay
And bears Melvin’s insults with patient dismay.
One day, after painting, his subject’s own chums
Beat Simon and rob him and run for the slums.
While Simon recovers, old Melvin is pressed
To care for his dog as an unwanted guest.
 
He deals with this change with unspoken objection,
But soon he can’t hide from the dog his affection.
Yet he’s at a loss and almost goes berserk
When his favorite waitress can’t come into work.
He pulls many strings so she’ll come and be done
With worrying for her young asthmatic son.
 
His reasons for helping her seem oh so strange,
And his jerk-ish tendencies still do not change.
Though Carol is flustered, unsure what to think,
She gives him her thanks, while refusing to sink.
He ends up agreeing to drive Simon out
To speak to his parents for money, no doubt.
 
Convincing poor Carol to join the stiff pair,
He plans out the trip, and they somehow get there.
An unforeseen date doesn’t go quite as planned,
Thanks mostly to how Melvin’s mouth should be banned,
But Simon is given a new lease on life
When Carol’s nude poses help banish his strife.
 
Back home, Melvin lets Simon move in with him;
The dog sure seems happy, though friendship’s still slim.
While Carol mulls leaving mean Melvin behind,
He proves that there’s hope, since she’s such a great find.
Though Melvin’s not perfect and often remiss,
The two of them go out for rolls and a kiss.
______________________
 

As Good As It Gets is not your typical romantic comedy. All three of the main characters have some definite problems that persist through most of the film and threaten to give it “too much reality” for a film meant to make us smile and laugh. The main character Melvin Udall is far from likable and spends almost the entire movie giving the audience new reasons to scream “What a jerk!”

This Triple A film largely depends on the actors’ performances, and they don’t disappoint. Jack Nicholson was perfectly cast as Melvin, and he has that selfish, get-out-of-my-face attitude down pat. The idiosyncrasies he embraces, such as avoiding cracks on the ground and using plastic silverware, make his obsessive-compulsive disorder remarkably believable. Since he’s a writer, his barbed insults possess dumbfounding eloquence that make it hard for anyone to respond as robustly. Though he’s a bigot and the kind of person who causes people to cheer when he’s kicked out of a restaurant, he still retains some degree of humanity that we as the audience can see better than the characters can. His growing relationship with Verdell, Simon’s adorable Brussels Griffon, illustrates how pets can fill a vacuum in someone’s life and is practically a romance in itself. Helen Hunt is also amazingly persuasive as Carol the waitress, whose seemingly superficial interactions with the misanthrope literally make his day. Her mixed feelings about Melvin’s assistance for her son aren’t fully elaborated on, but that’s obviously because she herself does not know how to put them into words, even in an 18-page letter. Both of them definitely deserved the Best Actor and Best Actress Oscars that year, making this the most recent film to earn both major acting awards. Greg Kinnear is also excellent as Simon, whose life implodes in a most pitiful way. He was also nominated for Best Supporting Actor that year, but his performance was dwarfed by that of Robin Williams in Good Will Hunting. Cuba Gooding, Jr., Shirley Knight, and the late Harold Ramis also fill memorable supporting roles.

While the script is exceptional, there’s some unfortunate language, mostly from Helen Hunt, and quite a bit of rude and sexual dialogue, but the filmmakers could have made it much worse. I find it interesting that both this film and Titanic (which won most of the awards that year) shared a nude portrait scene, though this one hid it a bit better. Despite all the realism, As Good As It Gets manages some natural, awkward humor which lightens the mood but never turns it into a laugh-fest. Most of it stems from Melvin’s own rudeness and his “willingness to humiliate himself.” By the end, no one’s sure if he’s come far enough to begin a real relationship, but he’s begun spouting actual compliments so he’s at least trying. In a film that brings such real personal problems to the screen, that’s enough to leave me smiling.

Best line: (Simon, describing how he paints) “If you stare at someone long enough, you discover their humanity.”

VC’s best line: (Melvin’s inaugural compliment) “You make me want to be a better man.”

 
Artistry: 9
Characters/Actors: 10
Entertainment: 8
Visual Effects: N/A
Originality: 9
Watchability: 9
Other (Nicholson’s spot-on delivery): +4
Other (language, sexual dialogue, near-nudity): -2
 
TOTAL: 47 out of 60
 

Next: #155 – Tangled

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Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron (2002)

05 Tuesday Aug 2014

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(Can be sung to Bryan Adams’s “Where I Belong”)
 
A horse was born so long ago,
Out in the West where free things grow,
An unfettered mustang, an ace in his prime,
Free to run, as they have for all time.
 
Leading his happy herd, defending each foal,
This Spirit’s unrestrained, till he falls under man’s control.
His homeland’s behind him; his future’s unknown,
Yet he keeps on fighting to live on his own.
 
He shows up his captors and earns their distaste,
But, helped by an Indian, he breaks out in haste.
Persistent young Little Creek tries riding in vain,
But he introduces his fair mare named Rain.
 
Though Spirit is shocked that the human and she
Display some connection that lets her run free,
He sees for himself that the Two-Legs possessed
More room for kindness than he had first guessed.
 
Though Spirit could run home, he opts to go back
And rescues the boy from a sudden attack.
Though poor Rain is injured, he still finds his hope
As he helps drag a train up a slope.
 
He halts all their efforts, escaping from flame,
Relieved loyal Little Creek thankfully came.
They flee from pursuers and leap for their lives;
Spirit’s glad when a healed Rain arrives.
 
Goodbyes are not easy when trust has been earned,
But they know it’s time that the mustang returned.
With Rain by his side, Spirit’s now free to roam
And at last he again embraces his home.
____________________
 

Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron was one of my favorite movies growing up. As I’ve said, movies that have made me cry hold a special place in my heart, and Spirit is one such Childhood Tearjerker. DreamWorks knew from the start that most adults and kids alike love horses, and seeing such a wild and free creature dragged from his home was enough to get my waterworks going. It still touches me, though I don’t weep like I used to.

The animation is absolutely stunning. While some of the CGI from the opening is obvious, still lovely but paling in comparison to that of Dinosaur, the rest of the Western landscapes and the hand-drawn horses are gorgeous (especially the gorges). I’m no artist, but most agree that horses are among the most difficult creatures to draw: after all, Maurice Sendak illustrated Where the Wild Things Are with assorted beasts only because he realized he couldn’t draw horses. Not only are the horses arrestingly beautiful and convincing, but their facial features evoke the full spectrum of emotions without ever lapsing into anthropomorphic talking animal territory. Spirit himself has some inward monologues, provided by Matt Damon, who could have varied his voice more, but the rest of the animal interaction is done skillfully with emotion-filled neighs, whinnies, wickers, nickers, brays, and countless other equine ejaculations. So well is the wordless interplay handled that much of Damon’s voiceover, which ranges from stirring to funny, seemed unnecessary, though my VC felt it served to break up all the whinnying.

Then again, that is why Bryan Adams’s excellent anthems were included. Along with a rousing orchestral score that once again proves Hans Zimmer’s musical facility, Adams’s songs provide the melodious heart of the film. Though some critics decried the soundtrack as “whiny” or “insipid,” I felt they added so much to the film. It may not be on the level of what Phil Collins provided for Tarzan, but every song strikes the right chord of emotion, from free-wheeling liberty to depression to rekindled hope. “Don’t Let Go,” which features Sarah McLachlan with a haunting harmony, certainly deserves a place in my End Credits Song Hall of Fame.

Over the years, I have still seen some flaws: the intruding humans are uniformly bad because of their enslavement of horses, and I don’t usually like to feel guilty for wanting to ride a horse. Since all the Indians’ horses appear happy, the film seems to imply that only they built any relationship with their ponies. All the soldiers’ horses seem to hate their masters and frequently sabotage them, not allowing for the fact that I’m sure plenty of cowboys shared a connection with their steeds. After all, even broken horses can be happy.

Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron is nonetheless a lovely, G-rated adventure with fantastic music and some genuinely exciting action sequences. It was DreamWorks Animation’s second-to-last hand-drawn film (before Sinbad) and causes me to miss the days before CGI became the only animation style successfully used in film.

Best line: (part of Spirit’s opening monologue) “I was born here, in this place that would come to be called the Old West. But, to my kind, the land was ageless. It had no beginning and no end, no boundary between earth and sky. Like the wind and the buffalo, we belonged here; we would always belong here. They say the mustang is the spirit of the West. Whether that west was won or lost in the end, you’ll have to decide for yourself….”

 
Artistry: 7
Characters/Actors: 7
Entertainment: 7
Visual Effects: 10
Originality: 7
Watchability: 8
Other (crying effect): +1
 
TOTAL: 47 out of 60
 

Next: #156 – As Good As It Gets

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Rain Man (1988)

31 Thursday Jul 2014

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While Charlie Babbitt’s under stress
To sell off cars to pay off debts,
His distant father dies and, yes,
His selfish son has few regrets.
 
He’s hurt and shocked and quite irate
When he gets little from the will.
He learns that most of Dad’s estate
Has gone to someone else, $3 mil.
 
This newly wealthy, unnamed other
Turns out to be Raymond Babbitt,
Charlie’s undiscovered brother,
Whom he never knew, dagnabbit!
 
This Raymond clearly is autistic,
A savant with great recall,
Emotion-lacking and simplistic,
Who depends on routines small.
 
Since Charlie plans to get his share,
He takes Ray from the institution.
Charlie doesn’t seem to care
About his bro, just restitution.
 
Due to Raymond’s fearful quirks,
They cannot fly back to L.A.
Instead, they drive, and Raymond irks
His brother Charlie all the way.
 
Ray’s repetition and strange habits
Drive his brother near-insane,
But as they go, the broken Babbitts
Share in memories and pain.
 
Though Charlie’s business nears its doom,
A visit to Las Vegas thrills
And grants them money and a room,
All thanks to Raymond’s counting skills.
 
When they at last get to L.A.,
It seems that Charlie’s changed his tune.
He wants his brother now to stay,
Regardless if it’s opportune.
 
He sees Ray as a brother dear,
Because of what he since has learned,
Yet, to the doctors, it seems clear
That Raymond ought to be returned.
 
Still, Charlie bids goodbye to “Rain Man,”
No more just a crazy loon.
As Raymond leaves his newfound “main man,”
Charlie says he’ll visit soon.
___________________
 

Rain Man is what I call a Triple A movie because it is All About the Acting. The entire movie revolves around Dustin Hoffman’s amazing portrayal of autistic savant Raymond Babbitt. It’s one of those roles of a lifetime that actors probably take just to prove how skilled they are. Every movement, every line, every step of his walk, every blank stare contributes to our believing that we’re watching a real person and not just someone putting on a show. That is acting, and Hoffman certainly deserved his second Best Actor Oscar win. Considering that he’s also played a woman, a 121-year-old man, and Captain Hook, it’s also a testament to his versatility.

Almost as impressive is Tom Cruise as Charlie Babbitt. His performance is not as nuanced as Hoffman’s, but he’s still quite convincing, both as a selfish jerk for most of the movie and a more compassionate brother by the end. Charlie is a main reason the film is as low as it is on my list; even if we sympathize with his wanting a share of his father’s estate, his egocentric behavior, frequent obscenities, and all-around unkindness toward his brother get old, even if the mental torment Charlie endures from Raymond’s quirks is often funny. Where Cruise really comes into his own is the Las Vegas scene, which not only has the best music of the film but also sees more touching moments between the brothers, such as Charlie finally appreciating Ray and teaching him to dance. Scenes like that make Charlie’s turnaround believable, even if the doctors remained incredulous.

Though the final scene was burdened by the 1988 writer’s strike, I found the ending mostly satisfying. Though I believe Charlie had changed and did have Raymond’s best interests at heart, he proved that he can be impulsive and probably didn’t realize what a responsibility life-long custody of his brother would have been. Raymond ended up in the right place for his needs, but at least the road trip helped Charlie to truly care for his brother, even if he got no special compensation (though Raymond did save his business).

The film also won the Academy Awards for Best Picture, Best Original Screenplay, and Best Director (Barry Levinson), and I’d say that Hans Zimmer’s iconic, oddly African-sounding score also deserved to win. Despite quite a bit of unfortunate language, Rain Man is a powerful movie, thanks to a winning script and the chemistry of two fine actors, just the kind of film that’s best seen cut.

Best line: (Raymond, his best repeated line) “97-X. Baaam! The future of rock ‘n’ roll.”

 
Artistry: 9
Characters/Actors: 10
Entertainment: 8
Visual Effects: N/A
Originality: 9
Watchability: 8
Other (great script, music, and chemistry): +5
Other (language): -3
 
TOTAL: 46 out of 60
 

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