Showing posts with label charlie kaufman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label charlie kaufman. Show all posts
Thursday, April 01, 2021
The Grierson & Leitch Podcast: 'Bad Trip' and 'Synecdoche, New York'
On this week's episode, we reviewed two new movies: Nobody and Bad Trip. And then, in our Reboot segment, we go back to Charlie Kaufman's directorial debut. That's where the good conversation happens. You can hear the whole show down below.
Wednesday, September 09, 2020
The Grierson & Leitch Podcast: 'Tenet,' 'Mulan' and 'Ending Things'
I have yet to see Christopher Nolan's latest because L.A. theaters are still closed. So Will soloed on Tenet for this week's episode. We both talked about the latest Disney live-action remake and Charlie Kaufman's dazzling whatsit. Hear the whole thing below.
Sunday, September 06, 2020
Charlie Kaufman Is in Your Head
For MEL, I wrote about the Oscar-winning writer-director, whose movies are often about people trapped inside their own heads. His latest, I'm Thinking of Ending Things, is no different. Hope you enjoy.
Thursday, September 03, 2020
'I'm Thinking of Ending Things' Review
Charlie Kaufman's latest is a dazzling puzzle you'll never be able to solve. My review is up at Screen International.
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charlie kaufman,
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Tuesday, August 28, 2018
The Grierson & Leitch Podcast: Naughty Puppets and 'Eternal Sunshine'
On this week's episode, we look back at summer movie season and dispense with The Happytime Murders. But then we dig into 2004's Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, which remains terrific. You can hear the entire podcast down below.
Wednesday, June 15, 2016
The Grierson & Leitch Podcast: Talking 'Warcraft,' 'Menace II Society' and 'Being John Malkovich'
On this week's installment of the Grierson & Leitch podcast, we get really angry about Warcraft. (Actually, it's more me.) Plus, for our regular Reboot section, we revisit Menace II Society and Being John Malkovich. Both movies made my Top 10 of their respective years. One of them, sadly, has not held up. You can hear the whole thing here.
Saturday, February 13, 2016
My LAFCA Awards Presentation for Carter Burwell
I realized I had neglected to post this. At last month's Los Angeles Film Critics Association awards banquet, I had the pleasure of presenting the prize for Best Music Score to Carter Burwell for two films, Carol and Anomalisa. Sadly, Mr. Burwell couldn't be there to accept in person -- he was in New York that night at the opening of his wife's solo exhibition -- but I was very happy to give his award to the producers of Carol, who are (from left to right) Stephen Woolley, Elizabeth Karlsen and Christine Vachon. What I'm most proud about in this picture is that I refrained from gushing to Ms. Vachon about how much Safe means to me.
Anyway, here are the remarks I gave from the podium before presenting the award....
Carter Burwell has been a composer for more than 30 years, but in all that time, he really hasn’t scored many love stories. Working chiefly with the Coen brothers, he’s instead specialized in a kind of existential soundscape. You wouldn’t say that his scores are overtly emotional, but they do feel attuned to the mysteries and the richness of life. His music doesn’t tell you how to feel about the movie you’re watching — actually, his intimate, swirling compositions seem as curious about what’s going to happen next in the story as we are.
Now, this might explain why his scores for Carol and Anomalisa are so piercing. These movies are love stories, but they’re cautious ones. And so Burwell provides suitably restrained but longing scores — like the movies’ characters, his music seems to be slowly waking up to the dream of a love that can last. And they’re remarkably different scores: Carol’s incorporates muted, exquisite pianos and strings. In Anomalisa, it’s practically a chamber piece that’s as handmade and fragile as the movie’s stop-motion puppets.
In life, it can be hard to express ourselves authentically to people we’re just meeting, especially if we’re falling in love with that person and don’t know how he or she feels about us. Likewise, the characters in Carol and Anomalisa — for myriad reasons — have to be careful what they say. But that’s no problem: Carter Burwell speaks for them, and he speaks beautifully.All our winners (and runners-up) are here. The above photo was taken by the stellar Matt Harbicht.
Sunday, January 03, 2016
2015 in Review: My Top 10 Movies of the Year
Six foreign-language films, one stop-motion animation, two Sundance premieres, one short film (animated): Those are the movies that comprised my Top 10 films of 2015. And here they are...
1. The Tribe
2. Gett: The Trial of Viviane Amsalem
3. Anomalisa
4. Experimenter
5. World of Tomorrow
6. The End of the Tour
7. Phoenix
8. Eden
9. Son of Saul
10. Hard to Be a God
I went into detail over at The New Republic, although I should point out that, because Will and I have a hard-and-fast rule about not including short films in our Top 10s, I left off Don Hertzfeldt's terrific World of Tomorrow, slotting another Sundance premiere, James White, in at No. 10 instead. (And if you'd like to see my more extensive Village Voice ballot, which includes votes for different acting categories, you can check that out here.)
Rather than talking about the 2015 film world in general, I'd rather focus on the fond personal memories I have about the year gone by. Tops on the list would have to be my SAG Foundation conversation with Yana Novikova, the deaf star of The Tribe. Our Q&A required two interpreters but could not have been more engaging and insightful. Watching this young woman interact with deaf audience members after the screening was an absolute treat.
I also remember leading another SAG Foundation talk this past year, this one the night before I left for Sundance, with Boyhood director Richard Linklater and star Ellar Coltrane. It had been almost exactly a year since they had debuted the film at Sundance 2014, and now they were in the midst of a major Oscar campaign. Some of us actually believed it was going to win Best Picture, and when I said goodbye to Linklater that night I wished him good luck. (After all, Boyhood was my favorite film of that year.) He gave me a warm smile, but he was too modest for more than that. Maybe he could already sense that Birdman's momentum was going to overwhelm his little film. Or maybe he simply didn't care about awards, which is the better attitude anyway.
After a year off to write a book about Public Enemy, I returned to Cannes this past summer. I consider myself lucky to have seen two movies with the exact perfect person for each. Jordan Hoffman loves Woody Allen as much as I do, and so to see one of his films at Cannes was a dream come true. Hey, Irrational Man isn't great, but to share it with him was a blast. And Justin Chang was an ideal seatmate for Inside Out. He thought he was the only one crying; I just happened to be a little more composed than he was. Even if the overall festival wasn't exemplary, hey, there were plenty of gems. (And I look forward to seeing The Lobster and Cemetery of Splendour again.)
My PE book was probably the piece of writing I'm most proud of from 2015, but I'm also quite pleased with another book of mine that came out this past year: Martin Scorsese in Ten Scenes. My thanks to Mark Graham for inviting me to promote the book by writing a defense of Shutter Island for Decider. I feel like I finally got out of my system the myriad reasons why I feel that movie is a masterpiece.
I wrote many, many pieces this year, and because I did the writing, I am simply too close to them to know which ones were the best. But I really enjoyed collaborating with Alissa Wilkinson on a piece for Movie Mezzanine about World of Tomorrow and Hertzfeldt's work in general. (It's currently unavailable as the site prepares for its relaunch, but I hope you'll get to read our back-and-forth correspondence soon.)
Likewise, getting to do a Dissolve Forum with Noel Murray on White Men Can't Jump was plain ol' fun. The loss of The Dissolve was one of 2015's most painful developments: I am gladdened to see its writers and editors kicking ass across the web since their labor of love was shuttered.
Other highlights: Getting to spend some time with Charlie Day. Talking hip-hop with Randall Park. Hanging out with Caitriona Balfe on the rooftop terrace of an L.A. hotel. Asking Queen Latifah about what she learned from the failure of her talk shows. Talking to Ellen Page about life as an out actress. But the tops of the tops was my sitdown with Will Smith, who was as energizing and inspiring as I could have hoped. I really love doing these Backstage cover stories, which have given me an even greater appreciation for actors and acting.
What else? I'm sure I'm forgetting dozens of great moments. But I did really love getting to cover the Academy's annual Sci-Tech Awards. Margot Robbie and Miles Teller should host more things together. Also, apparently I look good in a tux.
One of the year's more surreal and gratifying moments was the great Neko Case writing this piece about that whole Playboy kerfuffle from 2014. I am grateful to her for her apology, and hope she knows that it was completely unnecessary. To this day, I'm sick about how someone on Playboy's social media team handled that original tweet and angry at all the people online who gave Case grief because of her very funny response. I already considered Case to be one of our greatest musicians; her handling of this whole silly internet exchange only made me admire her thoughtfulness and artistry more.
Over at Rolling Stone, I covered Stephen Colbert's first night on the new show. (Fingers crossed his Late Show finds it way in 2016.) I also really enjoyed writing about Obama's last appearance on David Letterman's show. And I got to see my byline in the print edition, which would have completely freaked out the 15-year-old version of me: It was a profile of W/ Bob & David.
After four years, Will and I pulled up stakes from Deadspin to start writing for The New Republic. We love our new digs, but we do miss working with Rob Harvilla and the rest of the great team over at Deadspin. (And Will and I continue to love doing our ranked lists for Vulture.)
In May of 2015, I was appointed Senior U.S. Critic over at Screen International, where I've been writing since 2005. I'm honored by the new title and thrilled to be working with a great team, which includes my reviews editor and friend Fionnuala Halligan.
But the most profound moment of the year gone by, oddly, was my wife and I purchasing our first home. Deciding not to have kids, she and I won't ever experience what childbirth and parenthood are like, but the simple process of putting down a large chunk of money and becoming homeowners taught me things about myself that I could never have imagined. If you know me in real life, feel free to ask: I'm very happy to bore you about it at length.
Here's to a fruitful 2016. I still have no idea who I'm going to vote for. But I'm fairly certain which candidates I'm never, ever going to vote for.
Tuesday, December 29, 2015
On the Beautiful 'Anomalisa'
A gorgeous little love story full of melancholy, Anomalisa is one of the year's best films. Over at The New Republic, I sing its praises, which is challenging in part because the movie's greatness is tied up in its ineffability. I explain why right here.
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animation,
charlie kaufman,
movie reviews,
the new republic
Monday, September 21, 2015
Toronto 2015: 'Anomalisa' Review
The best film I saw at this year's Toronto Film Festival was Anomalisa, a stop-motion animation written and co-directed by Charlie Kaufman. Here's what I said about it as I was walking out of the theater...
ANOMALISA; Unspeakably beautiful, crushingly moving. Makes everyday life look terribly sad and also amazing. Plus it's funny. #TIFF15
— Tim Grierson (@TimGrierson) September 13, 2015
...and now here's my review at Paste.
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animation,
charlie kaufman,
film festivals,
movie reviews,
paste,
toronto
Sunday, September 20, 2015
Toronto 2015: The Rankings
"I heard Toronto wasn't that great this year."
A few people have said this to me since I got back to Los Angeles, and it's true: The good-to-respectable films outnumbered the stunners, although after reading a few other people's recaps of the festival, I'm reminded that it's always possible that I just didn't make my way to some of the gems. (I didn't have a chance to catch, for instance, new films from Hong Sang-soo, Chantal Akerman and Jafar Panahi.) So, as always, think of these rankings as a sketch written in pencil, not ink. Links lead to individuals reviews, and I've also included films I caught earlier at Sundance or Cannes that made their way to Toronto.
51. Demolition
50. Lolo
49. Families
48. Where to Invade Next
47. Eye in the Sky
46. Brooklyn
45. A Tale of Love and Darkness
44. I Smile Back
43. Our Brand Is Crisis
42. Hyena Road
41. Sleeping Giant
40. Five Nights in Maine
39. Freeheld
38. About Ray
37. High-Rise
36. Keith Richards: Under the Influence
35. Green Room
34. Sicario
33. Office
32. Mustang
31. Homesick
30. Maggie's Plan
29. Eva Doesn't Sleep
28. The Idol
27. Black Mass
26. The Family Fang
25. Dheepan
24. Room
23. The Treasure
22. Mountains May Depart
21. Embrace of the Serpent
20. One Floor Below
19. Truth
18. The Assassin
17. The Danish Girl
16. Love
15. Our Little Sister
14. Youth
13. Un Plus Une
12. The Martian
11. The Devil's Candy
10. In Jackson Heights
9. Mississippi Grind
8. Spotlight
7. 45 Years
6. Louder Than Bombs
5. The Witch
4. Son of Saul
3. Cemetery of Splendour
2. The Lobster
1. Anomalisa
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charlie kaufman,
film festivals,
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