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La Nouvelle Blague
by Molly Lambert
David Denby’s rave for Juno in the New Yorker. I can’t wait to read Dan Humphrey’s short story “10/5/05” in the young writers issue. Juno was number one last week, this week it was displaced at the box office by The Bucket List. But the teen mom-com has major longevity on lock. It’ll still be in theaters raking in ducats when all the other entertainment has dried up from the strike.
Screenbloggeur supreme Diablo Cody picked her top ten Criterion Collection films. This led me to spend two hours on the CC’s site figuring out what mine are. I’ve only seen a fraction of them, so bear that in mind when you are furious that A Story Of Floating Weeds isn’t listed.
MOLLY LAMBERT’S TOP X CRITERION FILMS
c. Fishing With John: A nature documentary starring Lounge Lizards leader John Lurie and other equally inexperienced adventurers like Tom Waits and Willem Dafoe. Directed with equal parts drollery and daftness by Lurie.
d. The Passion Of Joan Of Arc: Carl Th. Dreyer’s silent classic. Thought to be lost, a perfect copy was found at a mental institution. A tied to the stake Renée Falconetti uses just her face to give the greatest acting performance you’ve ever seen in your life.
f. Le Million: “René Clair’s lyrical masterpiece had a profound impact on not only the Marx Brothers and Charlie Chaplin, but on the American Musical as a whole.” Just a great movie to charm even the worst cynics and musical haters.
g. The Lady Eve: Like the New Yorker’s other film critic Anthony Lane, I am a huge nerd for Barbara Stanwyck. I love Preston Sturges movies in general, and Henry Fonda and Stanwyck just murk it with the dialogue in this one.
h. Sullivan’s Travels: Another great from Preston Sturges, this might be my favorite movie ever. It’s either Sullivan’s Travels or Clueless, and Amy Heckerling’s masterpiece has yet to get the Criterion treatment.
i. How To Get Ahead In Advertising: I love you Richard E. Grant, I would like to make a sandwich with you and Alan Rickman. Just a cheese sandwich will be fine. No mayo. Thank you loves. This movie is dark, hysterical, and very English English.
j. Trouble In Paradise: The Lubitsch touch is all it’s cracked up to be. The best Lubitsch films are insanely charming, witty and arch. But still winning, never cloying or glib. If I ever write a romantic comedy this good I’ll die of self-satisfaction. TIP was adapted from a play and rewritten by Samson Raphaelson, who wrote The Jazz Singer, The Shop Around The Corner, and Suspicion. Believe it or not, he’s Bob’s uncle.
k. Children Of Paradise: Okay this is actually my mom’s favorite movie but I wanted to put it on the list. It’s a French epic saga, like Gone With The Wind. Speaking of Gone With The Wind, I just saw it on TCM and it was unexpectedly hilarious.
m. Knife In The Water: Sometimes I like to have the fear, and this Roman Polanski three-person drama film is taut like a wire that is made of suspense. Tess Lynch loves giving herself the fear. It was her birthday yesterday. Buy her presents.
o. 3 Women: Robert Altman’s 3 Women is like Ingmar Bergman’s Persona reinterpreted as a Tennessee Williams play. Top notch performances from my favorite seventies superstar strangewaifs Shelley Duvall and Sissy Spacek.
q. A Woman Under The Influence: John Cassavetes movies are not fun romps. They make you feel terrible; dislocated and depressed, like a Raymond Carver story made celluloid flesh. But you can’t be happy all the time and I think Cassavetes is a genius at depicting sadness and longing. Seventies indie goddess Gena Rowlands acts with her face as well as Falconetti in Joan Of Arc.
r. Opening Night: My favorite Cassavetes movie. It’s heartbreaking, and has plenty of the director’s trademark severe emotional discomfort. It evokes deep painful recognition in the audience with what might be called The Cassavetes Touch. Plus another astonishing performance from Gena Rowlands.
s. Tout Va Bien: Another seventies superwoman, daughter of Henry, “Hanoi” Jane Fonda takes on class and gender politics in Godard’s Brechtian fantasia. Set in a Sausage Factory (an apt metaphor for La Nouvelle Vague itself), Jane and Yves Montand argue Marxism on a bisected set, like the one Wes Anderson later built for The Life Aquatic. There’s sex and supermarkets and subliminal imagery. It gave me college flashbacks.
t. Jules and Jim: The allusions in Vanilla Sky to Jules and Jim was one of the more wildly egregious errors in that strange Scientologist crime against art. You should see Jules and Jim. Don’t see Vanilla Sky unless you really like hating bad things.
u. Masculin Féminin: Yet another Godard movie, this time starring Antoine Doinel (Jean-Pierre Léaud) and yé-yé chanteuse Chantal Goya. Brutally awkward in portions, it’s a forebearer of Andrew Bujalski’s films and a template for low-budget indies about young people.
v. The Spirit Of The Beehive: If you saw Pan’s Labyrinth or The Orphanage you might know that Spainiards have an awesome horror tradition. The Spirit of The Beehive is one of the most beautiful movies I’ve ever seen. It’s about a little girl who gets obsessed with Frankenstein and it’s basically perfect.
Ang Lee does 70s Connecticut angst better than John Updike
More Recent And Upcoming CC Films I Am Stoked For:
The Ice Storm
Pierrot Le Fou
Sawdust and Tinsel
Under The Volcano
The Lady Vanishes
Days Of Heaven
This Sporting Life
SONGS FROM CAT POWER’S JUKEBOX:
(Theme From) New York, New York – Cat Power: mp3
Rambling (Wo)man – Cat Power: mp3
Silver Stallion – Cat Power: mp3
I Believe In You – Cat Power: mp3
Song To Bobby – Cat Power: mp3
David Byrne’s Survival Strategies For Artistic Longevity
DB and Thom Yorke on music and the internet
Radiohead make e-business the new punk
Anna Karina and Jean-Paul Belmondo in Pierrot Le Fou
PREVIOUSLY ON THIS RECORDING:
You gotta strike for your rights to porter.
Tess teaches you how to live to be a million years old.
Tyler Coates gets baptized in Hairspray
Molly Lambert is senior editor of This Recording. X is the 24th letter in the alphabet. She is X years old.
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