Wednesday, July 26, 2017


Original caricature by Jeff York of Cara Delevingne as Laureline in

There are many things that don’t quite gel in the new sci-fi adventure VALERIAN AND THE CITY OF A THOUSAND PLANETS from international filmmaker Luc Besson. The title character of Major Valerian is cut a little too close to the jib of Han Solo and Peter Quill, or for that matter, the James Kirk on display in the rebooted STAR TREK franchise. (Does every space hero now have to be a roguish wise-acre?) And while the talented Dane DeHaan may be 31 years of age, the very young-looking leading man comes off as if he’s still in his late teens and that throws off the idea of Valerian being an experienced military leader. And of course, this being a Luc Besson movie, the writer/director throws in so many ideas, so much manic energy, and so many eye-popping CGI special effects, that it’s hard to take it all in at times.
Still, this popcorn entertainment still has a ton to recommend it. For starters, Besson is a consummate showman. Few auteurs working today display as much zest, passion, and detail in every frame. The man has been an international filmmaking sensation for over 30 years now, giving the world the likes of LA FEMME NIKITIA, LEON: THE PROFESSIONAL, THE FIFTH ELEMENT, THE TRANSPORTER franchise, and the TAKEN franchise. In fact, one could argue that Besson is one of those filmmakers whose oeuvre has a distinct signature, putting him up there with the best of the best. You can identify a Besson film by many things - its energy, its production values, and its reliance on strong leads, often females. 

One of Besson’s greatest contributions to cinema is some of those strong women characters he's put onscreen. Arguably, his LA FEMME NIKITA started the whole sub-genre of kick-ass female driven actioners that are known and loved today the world over. (The upcoming ATOMIC BLONDE feels like a Besson film as evidenced from its trailer, no?) Besson gave us the likes of Natalie Portman, Milla Jovavich, and Zoe Saldana in such roles, and he wasn't shy about letting them dominate the action. While comic book movie fans are still waiting for a Black Widow stand-alone film from Marvel, it is Luc Besson who already gave Scarlett Johansson the lead in an action/adventure film when he cast her as LUCY.

Thus, it is not surprising that he’s given another actress a great, kick-ass role to play again, this time within VALERIAN AND THE CITY OF A THOUSAND PLANETS. He cast actress/model Cara Delevingne as the other lead in the film, and her performance as Sergeant Laureline is the best thing in it. That’s saying a lot, considering the film contains dozens upon dozens of fascinating alien creations, enough production value for ten films, and a scenes-stealing performance from Rihanna as an alien shape-shifter. Delevingne holds her own against all of it, and she manages to be the one thing in most every scene that you simply can’t take your eyes off of.

I think Delevingne is a natural talent, an actress who knows instinctively where the beats are, how to read lines, and how to convey performance between those lines. As a model, she's had plenty of experience acting for years in photoshoots and on the runway. Modeling is a form of acting, something that she's been doing for years, and she knows how to convey many moods and styles to complement the clothing she's asked to show off. This is an actress who's learned a lot from all she's done in front of the camera. 

Delevingne has also talked candidly about battling depression when she was 15 years of age and that may be while there is a world-weariness to her performances. She conveys a seriousness and maturity well beyond her tender 24 years. The actress seems decades older in attitude and ability to convey complex emotions. 

The one time onscreen that she didn't succeed was when she seemed utterly lost amongst the special effects and herky-jerky CGI movements blended with her in the misbegotten SUICIDE SQUAD (2016). Yet, she has given  deep and moving performances everywhere else, especially in 2015's PAPER TOWNS and now, in this year's sci-fi epic. Delevingne not only distinguishes herself with an ability to recite dialogue that is often lost on models hoping to make the transition to an acting career (Ahem, Cindy Crawford!), but her work is rendered all the more impressive but what she instinctually layers in between the lines.  

Dare I say, it seems that Delevingne is investing her performances with a pain from her own personal experiences and it makes her onscreen creations all the more specific, vulnerable and wholly relatable. In PAPER TOWNS, she wore the resentment of being the object of affection by high school boys as a badge of dishonor. The sour looks that characterized her performance as Margo became the necessary armor needed to hold back the hordes of horny high schoolers. It helped make this accomplished coming-of-age film about her character's growth as much as that of the main character Quentin (Nat Wolff).

And in VALERIAN, Delevingne turns what could have been just another sassy, female partner role into something far richer. In her hands, the part becomes truly moving. The way Delevingne plays Laureline, she is a military operative who's faced a lot of abuse on her way up the food chain. Granted, this is a Luc Besson film, and it’s based on the popular comic book series “Valerian and Laureline” by Frenchman Jean-Claude Mezieres, so it’s not exactly “Sybil” or even “Gone Girl”, but there is pain in Laureline nonetheless. And Delevingne suggests a resentment in her that is always simmering just below the surface. 

For example, in the very first scene when Laureline wrestles with her partner/boyfriend Valerian on the holodeck beach scene, she does so with more anger than playfulness. It's as if she's fed up with taking his condescending sexist crap, even if he is her work partner and boyfriend. Laureline has dealt with far too much piggishness for it to be fun, even from him.

Throughout the movie, the hurt and maligned Laureline is on display repeatedly, even when she's not in scenes with other macho and condescending men. When she holds the last remaining Mul Converter creature left in the galaxy, (pictured in the caricature I drew for this post), she wholeheartedly relates to the animal's vulnerability and loneliness. His isolation echoes that of hers within the patriarchal military. They may be different species, but she relates to the little creature far more than her human counterparts.

Laureline feels isolated as a female member of her species throughout the rest of the film as well. When she's sentenced to quarantine by a male superior, she uses her feminine wiles to turn the tables on two oafish guards who don't believe such a looker could ever harm them. She kicks their ass but takes no real pleasure in it. Even though it's a funny scene, Laureline walks away disgusted that these men thought so little of her capabilities. 

And Laureline expresses indignation while having to explain to  Valerian why he needs to erase the sexual memory banks of his past lovers if he wants to marry her. The way Delevingne plays it, she's genuinely irritated by Valerian's need to hang on to what is essentially his 'little black book', so much so that we wonder if she wouldn't be better off with someone who appreciates her more. 

My favorite moment of Delevingne's performance is her reaction to Valerian's condescension when he orders her to stay out of the action and call for back-up during the film's climactic battle. Delevingne not only turns her glaring eyes into indignant circles and her mouth into a sneering pout, but she spits back her line at him. She orders him to do what he's ordered her to do while she rushes headlong into the danger to save the world. That moment got the biggest applause from the audience that I saw the movie with, and Delevingne and Laureline richly deserved it.

This is not to say that Delevingne’s Laureline is that dark throughout. She's quite the opposite, actually, as most of the time Laureline is brimming with energy. Make no mistake, both Delevingne and Besson know that this film is essentially a romp, but the actress is smart to make her character more serious where she can. Both filmmaker and actress use this futuristic fantasy to comment about sexism today. Women, and other minorities must continually fight for their inalienable rights, be it yesterday, today or tomorrow. 

Delevigne earns big laughs in the movie with a mere cock of her eyebrow (she's got two of the best in the biz) or a curl of her lip. Sometimes she seems like an old vaudevillian, mining shtick like an old Catskills performer. Her scenes with the three CGI elephant-snouted alien scavengers comes off like a routine out of an Abbott and Costello movie, and it's a hoot. And later in the film, when her Laureline discovers that the reason she has been forced to wear a wide-brimmed hat with an open top is to present her scalp to a captor as an appetizer, her eye roll is priceless. Even under threat of death, this woman warrior leaves us in stitches.

If anything, Besson could have made more out of Delevingne’s expert sense of comic timing throughout his epic. If you’ve ever seen her interviewed on a talk show, like last week’s appearances with Stephen Colbert or Chelsea Handler, you’d realize what a naturally breezy and self-effacing young woman this saucy Brit is. And until I did some research on YouTube, I didn't realize what a comic reputation she already has. Here's hoping that Delevingne gets cast in more comedies, or romantic comedies, for that matter. I bet she'd ace straight-up farces too. And additionally, she's quite a good singer. Could she do musicals? Why not?

A lot of people will miss Delevingne’s tart and thoughtful performance as Laureline in this film since it's already been declared a flop due to a fifth place finish this past weekend. Hopefully, the film will find more of an audience internationally or when it hits VOD because it truly is oodles of fun. And while Delevingne may be gorgeous, the most striking thing about the young actress is her keen self-awareness both onscreen and off. She's pretty damn smart, and funny as hell.

Monday, July 24, 2017


Christopher Nolan’s new movie DUNKIRK is a tense, immersive film that really puts you on the beach, on the sea, and in the air during the WWII rescue mission on the beaches of Dunkirk, France. Hundreds of thousands of allied lives were saved by civilian boating efforts when British ships couldn't make it in, and the dramatic all-out effort by the Englanders helped galvanize the country and started to turn the war in their favor. Nolan's telling of it all is getting very strong reviews and helping to confirm his status as one of today’s most successful filmmakers. And yet…

Why was I let down by so much of this affecting period piece? And why am I continually let down by most of Nolan’s efforts? Why hasn’t he been able to shed the same mistakes that he makes in movie after movie after movie? Don’t get me wrong, DUNKIRK is a good movie, but it should have been great. It’s a phenomenal story and all the elements are there to have made it one of the greatest war films ever. But it comes up short due to some basic flaws, and they are similar flaws that have marred most of Nolan's other efforts. 


Filmmaker Nolan came to fame with his mind-bending thriller MEMENTO back in 2000, and ever since then he’s written everything he’s directed outside of INSOMNIA (2002). In MEMENTO, as you’ll recall, the story was told backwards to underline the increasingly forgetful mind of Leonard (Guy Pearce) who suffered from short-term memory loss. The conceit also served to disorient Nolan's movie-going audience, and indeed, the filmmaker screwed with our expectations and ability to track what we were seeing. The twisting screenplay won a ton of awards and established him as a bold new voice in the world of film.

Since then, however, Nolan seems to believe that such self-conscious conceits are one of his tropes to be employed continually. Thus, he’s written scripts that toyed over and over again with the audience, and even cheated us by withholding key information. It’s been a key part of his narrative in scripts like BATMAN BEGINS (2005) and THE PRESTIGE (2006), and such gimmicks kept me from embracing either fully. In BATMAN BEGINS, Nolan bent over backwards to make us believe that Ken Watanabe was Ra’s al Ghul when it was truly the identity of the character played Liam Neeson. This became the “A-ha!” moment in the third act, making it seem smarter than it was, but such writerly shtick had the exact opposite effect. 

Such self-consciousness in his writing makes Nolan look like he’s wants desperately to be perceived as a brilliant writer. He wants us to think he's boldly and continually pulling the rug out from under us, but such attempts have now become a "bit". It seems more like a trick in his bag that he defaults to all too frequently rather than shrewd writing that is meaningful. Frankly, what would’ve been smarter in that movie would have been for Nolan to be more respectful of the decades old Batman foil of Ra's al Ghul and write him as he had been presented in dozens of past comic book storylines. Instead, almost none of the villain's famous lore was used in Nolan's story and it seemed to suggest that he may have even felt a sense of superiority over the proven material.

In THE PRESTIGE, Nolan also kept us in the dark, trying to stay ahead of the audience, and he used some positively hoary tricks to do so. His very opening shot in that film, of all the rolling black top hats in the wintry woods, doesn't get paid off until the very last shot of the film. It could have been explained a number of times throughout the film, but instead, Nolan withholds. He doesn't let us know fully how those hats are connected to Tesla’s copycat machine employed by Robert Angiers (Hugh Jackman) until those last seconds, and in doing so, Nolan probably felt he was maximizing the impact of the reveal, but by holding back so long it made the reveal feel much too blatantly manipulative.

And in that last scene, when all was indeed revealed, it became anti-climactic. The audience had figured out what's going on all on our own. As suspected, Tesla's machine could clone humans too, as well as those hats, and that allowed Angiers to clone himself and create his sublime disappearing trick. The reveal should have been more devastating to moviegoers than it ultimately was, and the reason it failed to be as powerful was that we knew what was going on before the big finish. Nolan kept us in the dark for far too long and his "A-ha" moment became one more akin to "Oh, that's what I figured." 

Worse still, Nolan created a major character in THE PRESTIGE who was a complete cheat storytelling-wise. The right-hand man of Alfred Borden (Christian Bale), Angiers’ rival, is a character who appeared in dozens of scenes in the film and yet little is revealed about him and Nolan's camera gives him almost no close-ups. Thus, we got no real bead on the guy. Why is Nolan so stingy with him? Simple. It’s because he happened to be Borden’s twin, albeit in disguise to keep that fact hidden from others in the story. The character is played by Bale too, in not very effective makeup, but Nolan wanted to keep us from discovering who the character was and who was playing him. Thus, Nolan shot around him, but that's not normal for a major character, and if he needed to do so to hide major story points, as well as the actor’s identity who played him, then why do it in the first place? It's dishonest, and both the script and direction shouldn't have been so self-consciously cloying.  

Still, perhaps one could argue that such cinematic tricks work in a movie about, well, magicians. Fair enough, but then why does Nolan utilize similar narrative tricks in his war film DUNKIRK? Isn’t the story of the rescue dramatic enough without having to jumble around its timeline? Nolan starts by telling three different story threads – one on the land, another on the sea, and the third in the air – and he brilliantly converges them all together for the story’s climax. But before that he undermines his story threads by having one major character, that of shell-shocked British soldier Cillian Murphy, pop up in different scenes that are out-of-order of what we've been watching. 

This character also is not the focus of any of the three main storylines, so why complicate an already complex narrative triptych by employing such a self-conscious narrative trick? It takes the audience out of the movie. We start to question what we're watching, and it forces us to reevaluate what we've seen with a third of the film left to play out. It’s all just too gimmicky a move and again shows off Nolan’s need to continually screw around with his narrative structure. He's still trying to discombobulate us, just like he did back in MEMENTO. This story didn't need such a trope and it makes the genuine war drama start to feel crassly manipulative.


Nolan also has some real problems developing characters in DUNKIRK, easily the worst he's done in his film oeuvre. It's not surprising, however, as Nolan has had underdeveloped characters many times before. He's also rewritten and put his spin on characters who are known far and wide from their previous forms, without a lot of respect for their storied history.  

While many fans of Nolan's Batman films found his take on the Dark Knight incredibly admirable, especially after the debacle of what filmmaker Joel Schumacher did with the property, he was also criticized for his shabby treatment of well-known characters from the comic source material. Nolan’s take on Ra’s al Ghul was far from the classic comic book foil, one who was so beloved he ended up being ranked #7 on the IGN’s list of their Top 100 Comic Book Villains list. Where was the original character who was a conservationist, a loving and devoted father to Talia, let alone the man who greatly admired Batman's expert detective skills? 

And then there was the way Nolan presented the character of Bane (Tom Hardy) in THE DARK KNIGHT RISES. What we see in the film barely resembled the known brute from the comics or the various WB animated series. In fact, Hardy's Bane was so far afield, he should've just been an original character. And in all three movies, Nolan put far too much emphasis on Batman’s fighting skills. He became a bully and a thug. Where was the ‘detective’ side? The Caped Crusader has been described over the years as half ninja, half Sherlock Holmes, but you'd never know it from Nolan's adaptation. And why, oh why, would any director encourage Bale to use that god-awful growl to play the Caped Crusader? Batman isn’t a brute. He’s more Jekyll than Hyde, but Bale and Nolan seemed to equate guttural snarling with acting tough. How childish.

Nolan’s characters are often hit or miss, sometimes richly vivid and other times, seriously undercooked. Almost everyone who shows up in THE PRESTIGE is strongly conceived, but in INCEPTION, what character is Joseph Gordon-Levitt supposed to be playing? Basil Exposition (from the AUSTIN POWERS movies)? Other than that rotating hallway action scene, JGL’s character is there mostly to explain all the scientific gobbledy-gook to Ellen Page’s grad student. Often times, the more cast Nolan assembles onscreen, the more difficulty he has in making each of them be truly specific. And in DUNKIRK, he has dozens and dozens of characters playing a large part in the story, and virtually none of them register as much more than one-dimensional archetypes. 

In fact, each of his main characters seem to be given exactly a single trait to convey. Mark Rylance’s civilian boat captain, racing to help rescue the stranded soldiers, is earnest. Kenneth Branagh’s naval commander is stalwart. James D’Arcy’s army colonel is worried. Tom Hardy’s pilot is intrepid. It also doesn’t help things that Hardy's face is covered by flight apparatus almost the entire film. (Nolan seems to think that Hardy's eyes are enough, since that's all we could see of his face here as well as when he played Bane.) Even newcomer Harry Styles, who does a good job as a British grunt, is mostly called upon to be one thing - panicked. Wasn't there time for him to sing a note or two to calm the waiting soldiers? Something to give him a little extra characterization, or even play off that casting choice?

Nolan’s greatest failure in his creation of characters for DUNKIRK is that of Tommy (Fionn Whitehead, in his film debut). Ostensibly the lead, he has little personality, given the amount of screen time he's given. Sure, the boyish soldier manages to cheat death repeatedly throughout, but after two plus hours spent with the guy, I couldn’t tell you anything truly significant about him. He seems serious all the time, but then the whole situation is. Maybe Tommy is supposed to be more symbol than character, but even an everyman needs definitive traits. 

We know that Nolan liked rewriting DC characters who’ve been known for decades and decades, but why didn’t he rely on any of the known stories that are part of the Dunkirk history in his telling?  So many of the actual stories are nothing short of extraordinary, but you won't find any of them here. One British civilian canoed all the way to the shores of France to do his part, but you don't see moments like that in the film. Instead, Nolan writes fictional characters and yet fails to give them much of anything to define them. It's so frustrating, especially when one key character dies in the story and the most notable attribute he possesses is his argyle sweater vest. 

Perhaps a lot of character development ended up on the cutting room floor, but stronger characters would have helped make the film even more intense and it would have given the cast more to play with. Instead, they're sketchy and it keeps the characters at arms’ length. At times, the film feels almost dispassionate. And that's something a war film, particularly one about overcoming the most incredible of odds, should never feel like. 


At the very beginning of DUNKIRK, some solemn white lettered titles appear on black screen to give us a sense of where we are in the story of WWII as the movie begins. One chapter is entitled “The Mole” and its story about the men stranded on the beaches will unfold over a week’s time. The second chapter is called “The Sea”, the one with Rylance's captain and his sons coming to the rescue in their civilian boat, and this part of the narrative takes place in a single day. The third strand is called “The Air” and it takes place in a single hour. We don't know this at the set-up as it seems that Nolan is creating parallel narratives. But this is not true in the least. Still, you wouldn't know it from the way Nolan starts things off. 

That means from the very get-go, Nolan is playing tricks with time and exposition once again. Even worse, he doesn't inform us of some of the basics of what was going on with WWII in 1940 to give any of these three threads proper context. If you're familiar with the story of Dunkirk you'd be fine, but even someone like me who knows more than the average Joe about the battle, was scratching his head in confusion as Nolan just dives in head first with precious little exposition. 

To make matters worse, Nolan entitles two of his stories accurately with the proper terms sea and air. The land story doesn’t get named accordingly. Instead, he calls that one “The Mole.” The name refers to a pier in Dunkirk, but unless you pay close attention in the hour after that, you might not realize that. Instead, moviegoers might be looking for a traitor in the story as that is what mole means to most of us. So why be inconsistent in the third title, let alone use a term that has a meaning that belies what is going on here? It’s the miscalculations like this, occurring in the very first seconds, that had me worried from the get-go. All Nolan needed to do was set things up with genuine historical grounding and call it "The Land", "The Sea", and "The Air." Was Nolan again trying to be way too clever again? 

What’s especially confounding as well is that the film is only 107 minutes long. The standard film length is two hours, so why not take advantage of that amount of time? Nolan should've expanded his story to include more character development and details from the real history of Dunkirk. At the very least, he could have used titles to give us a more thorough set-up. Usually, length is Nolan's worse sin. He loves to indulge his stories with epic lengths, even if they're essentially fluff. BATMAN BEGINS was 2 hours and 20 minutes, THE DARK KNIGHT clocked in at 2 hours and 30 minutes, and THE DARK KNIGHT RISES came in at a whopping 2 hours and 44 minutes. Here, he has a legitimate epic and yet he shortchanges it. 

DUNKIRK does have so much to laud. It’s cinematography, production design, sound design, and editing are all top-notch. But this film feels too remote at times and it fails to create three-dimensional characters. It is tight, taut and suspenseful, and it showcases the valor of the allied effort and the utter craziness of war. And yes, its fractured storyline and editing do convey the  discombobulation that the soldiers must have felt as they rushed about, trying desperately to get off that beach. And in a summer of too many sequels and reboots, this film does stand out as wholly admirable adult fare. But DUNKIRK should have been more devastating than it is, and with stronger characters, less screenwriting shtick, and a better overall sense of what was going on within the specifics of WWII at that time, this could have been one for the ages. It’s still a must-see film, and one sure to be remembered in many ways come awards time later in 2017. DUNKIRK is a very good film. But it should have been a masterpiece.

Thursday, July 13, 2017


The line between screaming and laughing can be razor thin. Both instinctual reactions in humans are similar, as they are spontaneous and impulsive. In horror movies, the line between the two is just as close, often predicated on how well a scare is executed. A moment designed to make one jump can instead turn to guffaws if not done right. It’s a problem in too many horror movies where amateurish acting, writing, or directing can turn even the most horrific bloodletting into B movie howls of laughter. Two movies out this weekend play in the field of the supernatural and beg examination of how well they pull off the eerie vs. the silly. One suffers from too many unintentional laughs while the other achieves a melancholic tone that is truly unsettling.

WISH UPON is a better than average horror entry, which is veiled praise as so many frighteners that open in theaters and VOD are cheesy duds, but its shortcomings keep it from even the upper tier of middling horror like THE PURGE or INSIDIOUS franchises. WISH UPON simply makes too many faux pas and earns too many stray giggles to be qualified as a success. It rushes its dread, it leaves its actors flailing, and it traffics in far too many tried-and-true clichés that have become so overused in horror that they’ve stopped being frightening. In fact, they’ve become far too easy elicitors of unintentional sniggering.

The movie starts with Johanna Shannon (Elisabeth Rohm), a stressed and bedraggled mother, going through the motions as she parents her young daughter Clare. Not long after, the little girl discovers her mom hanging from a noose in the attic, and then the narrative flash-forwards years later when the grown girl is now in high school. The clichés start with teen Clare (Joey King) standing out as a beautiful girl who just happens to be from the wrong side of the tracks. How many times have we seen this trope, from the SCREAM series to just about every John Hughes movie, for that matter? 

Still, this film acts as if she’s a novel creation. Boys don’t pay attention to this cutie, even though she’s got big, blue eyes and full lips tailor-made for staring at through study hall. She’s artsy and smart-alecky, and her enemy is Darcie (Josephine Langford), the most popular girl in school and the ultimate mean girl which has now become one of the most overdone defaults in movies. We're barely five minutes into this one and already the predictable is piling up hard and heavy.

In fact, Darcie is such a bad egg that she casually tosses her Venti drink right at the homecoming mural Clare has worked on for weeks. Of course, no teen ever reports such malfeasance to teachers in these kinds of movies, let alone are their ever hall monitors present to patrol the bullies, so evil Darcie gets away with it. Still, the audience knows that Darcie will soon get hers as the class bitch always does in these sorts of things.
Joey King as Clare in WISH UPON.
Indeed, the forlorn Clare will get a golden opportunity to wreak revenge sooner than later when her junk collector dad (Ryan Phillipe) brings home a mysterious Chinese music box he found in someone's trash. Thankfully, Clare knows  Chinese because she's studying that foreign language in school, and even if that plot point is a bit on-the-nose, at least she's able to figure out some of the Chinese inscriptions on the box. She discovers that it says the holder will be granted seven wishes. Even better, classmate Ryan (Ki Hong Lee) has a cousin Gina (Alice Lee) who can translate the more complex Old-World text, which will turn out to be warnings that unfortunately for Clare, will come a reel or two too late.

And soon enough, Clare is wishing on that box, expressing her desire for Darcie to rot. Before you can say “the game is afoot”, Darcie contracts gangrene and goes to the emergency room to lose a few toes. From there, Clare starts to realize her power, and the wishes come fast and furious. She wishes for a better home and suddenly, she inherits the estate of her rich, old uncle. Then she wills the box to grant her the attentions of the hunkiest boy at school and sure enough, he's all over her. It all seems too good to be true, but then the family pooch ends up dying mysteriously and it goes downhill from there. ('s a sign of lazy screenwriting to use the family pet as an early, easy victim. Haven’t any of these spookmeisters ever read Blake Snyder’s Save the Cat?)

The warning on the box finally gets translated and it tells that a blood sacrifice will be taken by the fates for granting the positive wishes that come true. Thus, those around Clare start to bite the dust each time she makes another selfish wish to better her life. It’s not a bad twist, and such moral debate fills in the scenes between the scares, but unfortunately WISH UPON squanders its chances to be truly provocative or mine territory that feels fresh and vital.  

King with Hi Kong Lee and Gina Lee in WISH UPON. 
Deaths start piling up around Clare, not surprisingly, and the film seems mostly interested in how garish the offerings are. Worse yet is that none of the deceased matter too terribly much because there's little character development of any of them. Barbara Marshall’s script doesn’t flesh out the victims much beyond making them cliched ‘types.’ And if she's mostly interested in their deaths, why isn't the bloodletting more clever?  

WISH UPON clearly wants its set pieces to resemble the intricate ones in the FINAL DESTINATION horror franchise, but there isn’t a fraction of their surprise here. Instead, we get the hoary old uncontrollable garbage disposal dooming a victim, or a slippery bathtub that becomes a deathtrap to a clumsy bather.

And because these scenes are all so obvious and even familiar, we laugh. We know what’s coming and we get way ahead of the film. Director Leonetti even rushes some of these scenes, as if he knew they were written too transparently and he doesn’t want to belabor them. He ends up cutting away way too fast and it gives his edits an abrupt, almost comical bluntness. These deaths should be terrifying or at least involving. Instead, we moan at how dumb the neighbor character is to blithely dig into the garbage disposal with her hand and then let her errant braid get caught in it so it breaks her neck. Disposable indeed.

And Leonetti lets most of his actors overdo their parts too. The strident pitch of most of the performances makes things even campier. King tries mightily to manage a sustained sense of panic throughout, but her character is just too slow on the uptake. We start to dislike her, not because she grows more and more immoral, but because it takes her forever to figure out what's going on. 

Leonetti even casts some actors here to give this venture some borrowed cool from better properties. Sherilynn Fenn of TWIN PEAKS plays the the woman with the betraying braid, and has about six lines, and Shannon Purser of STRANGER THINGS plays one of Clare’s more sensible friends, but that's basically the only trait her character shows. So how cool is it to have these people in your cast when they’re not even given much to do?

Shannon Purser with King in WISH UPON.
WISH UPON fulfills that middling sort of horror that is sufficient for 90 minutes of mindless entertainment, if that's all you want from frighteners, but it isn't the kind of movie that will stick with you. For as much attention as that magical box is given, I wish that the filmmakers had thought a little more outside of the box to give horror fans something fresher, scarier, and more worthy.

The other supernatural film making its debut this weekend is A GHOST STORY, written and directed by David Lowery, and it is one very special film. Don’t be misled by its title as this is hardly your garden variety ghost story. In fact, this arthouse effort is the farthest thing from your typical frightener. It’s a film about loneliness and unresolved lives. And it just so happens that the main character here is a ghost, and in that, a ghost that is a man wearing a sheet with two eye holes cut out.  

In this modern age of CGI, when ghosts can be rendered so skillfully that they can be as ethereal as the floating transparencies in 2017’s PERSONAL SHOPPER, or as vividly comic as the baddies in the GHOSTBUSTERS reboot last year, Lowery chose to go "old school" with his approach. It’s the most basic of Halloween costumes and yet, it doesn't seem silly here. In fact, the simplicity of this approach lends the ghost an accessibility it might not have had otherwise. 

Rooney Mara and Casey Affleck in A GHOST STORY.
The movie establishes its simple humanity with that choice, as well as how the story unfolds from the get-go. The narrative here is all about little moments of life, not big Herculean events. The main characters are a young married couple played by Casey Affleck and Rooney Mara. They're known as C and M here, respectively, and we observe intimate scenes of their time together. They live modestly, in a meager one-story house in a Texas suburb. He’s a struggling musician and tinkers through the day and night on the piano that came with the house, writing songs for her that she doesn’t seem to fully appreciate. Their marriage appears to be somewhat strained, and one night a bang on the piano spurs them to investigate and even contemplate their life together. Then, C dies tragically in a car crash not far from home, and it sends M on a journey of self-discovery. She tries to reconcile herself with her lost partner, as well as what she wants from life in the aftermath. 

When she identifies her husband’s body at the hospital, the camera stays on the slab in the morgue for an eternity of time. Finally, after minutes of stillness onscreen, the figure under the sheet sits up. And thus, the character of C is now a ghost, personified by the sheet and accented with eye holes. The main thrust of the narrative starts here as a study in loss and loneliness. The ghost personifies both as he returns home and can only watch M as she goes through her life in the house without him. 

The film starts to become  truly profound here. It's audacious to ask an audience to identify with such an inert character, but he ultimately becomes something akin to a silent film clown like Chaplin or Keaton. C is now tethered geographically to his house and unable to move on from it. His life as a ghost becomes utterly mundane in its way, as he can only wander from room to room, and await for things to happen to M to add meaning to his passive existence. He watches her sleep, he observes her coming and going, he wishes he could retrieve the note she stuffed into the wall to read it, but he cannot. It's a terribly sad void that C is now a prisoner in. His tiny home becomes his prison cell, or maybe worse, his tomb.

M is struggling too and we watch private moments where she becomes lost in her guilt or remorse. Sometimes she spins out of control into moments of desperation. One of those occurs when she sits down on the kitchen floor to dig into a pie. The camera stays on M forever as she consumes bite after bite, filling herself with mouthfuls of the dessert to perhaps fill the emptiness she's feeling. It's a tour de force scene by Mara as M chows down until she's sick, all the while being observed by the helpless ghost. 

The scene is excessive in its use of time - it felt like 5 minutes, easy, though I didn't clock it -  and it edges close to being a stunt, but what the scene is going for is to put the audience within her desperation and trap us in that scene with her. The dinky home is her prison now too. The camera work here by Andrew Doz Palermo is extraordinary, as it is throughout. Interestingly, Lowery had Palermo shoot the film in a tight, aspect ratio of 1:33:1 to make it all feel all the more claustrophobic. The frame is as prohibitive as the house. We’re boxed in, just like its residents. 

As mundane as things can get in the minutiae of their small world, the story never bores. Despite long takes that spend minutes upon minutes in stillness, a lot still happens within the context of the characters' loneliness. Eventually, we start to see M come to life again and open herself up to new directions. She takes on a new lover, and even beds him in the house, much to the chagrin of the ghost. But while C seethes, M finds purpose again. It leads to her to move on from him and move out of the house. 

The rest of the story stays with the ghost as he experiences new tenants, as well as ginormous physical changes to his surroundings. The house ends up being leveled by a bulldozer to make way for a corporate office complex. And sadly, even as the ginormous high-rise is constructed around him, the ghost of C still cannot leave. He doesn't know how. 

Lowery is clever to have a pretentious guest (Will Oldham) at a house party thrown by new tenants pontificate about the world and how change is inevitable. He goes on and on about everyone being a mere speck in the universe, and how time repeats itself and the world recycles. It sets us up for the ghost’s remaining journey as he lives a long, long time tethered to that land - through time, through the future, through reincarnation, and through a retracing of steps that brings back C and M to go through their life together all over again. The sad-sack ghost must not only watch all that he’s known crumble and/or die, but then he has to watch it all over again. It's as devastating as most screen deaths are in conventional horror.

There are a few ghost-like moments in the film that would be at home in most frighteners. A glass of milk is levitated, and dishes are thrown about when the ghost throws a temper tantrum. But the most disturbing moments come in those points of the story where we realize just how long and tedious this ghost’s existence is. He's stuck in limbo but it feels more like hell. 

Filmmaker David Lowery with Mara at Sundance this year.
The ghost is truly a compelling character even if he says nary a word or barely gestures in his sheet-covered state. Sometimes some droll, dark humor comes into play, like when C's ghost makes contact with another ghost he discovers in the window of a nearby home. They communicate with each other through stiff gestures and funny subtitles that explain what they're saying to each other. And through all of this, we feel Affleck’s droll, affecting presence. He may be under a sheet the whole time, but we feel him in there. It's a strange performance, granted, but an extraordinary one nonetheless. 

A GHOST STORY is a film that painstakingly makes every moment matter, even if they go on and on and on. Some of it is too self-conscious but most of it is utterly riveting. The skill and care of Lowery is evident throughout and his direction will stand as one of the year’s finest efforts. (The extraordinarily moving score by Daniel Hart should be remembered come awards time too.) This may be a story about a ghost, but it’s not a horror film. Still, I will be haunted by this one a lot longer than that WISH UPON music box.