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The World’s Fastest Indian

Anthony Hopkins is looking old. Or perhaps he just pulls off a deaf, doddering 68-year-old New Zealander very well. Either way, his performance in The World’s Fastest Indian makes for an entertaining, light-hearted film based on true events. Hopkins plays Burt Munro, an eccentric personality from Down Under, whose sole passion in life is his 1920 Indian motorcycle. The year now is 1967, and Munro’s health is failing. He’s owned and slaved away on the bike for the past forty years. His dream is taking it to the Bonneville Salt Flats, a mecca for speed freaks, because of the miles and miles of flat, smooth surface. Munro wants to set a new land speed record.

Munro faces the sort of hardships one could expect – health issues, finances, getting to Bonneville in one piece (with the motorcycle). The film is safe and conventional, the ending a forgone conclusion. First we see Munro in his element, New Zealand. There is the neighbor kid Tom (Aaron Murphy, narrowly walking that thin line between adorable and nauseating), the young scamp who believes in Munro. Fran (Annie Whittle) is the elderly love interest. The biker gang which eventually gives Munro some “beer money” for the trip over. Munro gets to America, where he (predictably) meets a new eclectic group – the cross-dressing Tina Washington (Chris Williams), the “real” Indian Jake (Saginaw Grant). And in the end? Well, we all know what will happen.

Despite the predictability, Fastest Indian is still an entertaining film. The acting is seamless. The characters spend a great deal of time repeating themselves to Munro, who’s a bit hard of hearing. And we’re eventually left rooting for the guy, hoping he’ll make it. Even if we didn’t want to. (After all, the guy is a serious liability on his bike.) Writer / director Roger Donaldson deserves the most credit here, since the film teeters incredibly close to being overly sentimental. He manages to keep it reined in, however, and we get an amusing, feel-good film as a result. The PG-13 rating is laughable, there’s nothing here to offend even the most puritanical viewer. See The World’s Fastest Indian for some innocent fun.

Night Watch (Nochnoi Dozor)

Night Watch is the first in a trilogy, based upon the science-fiction novels of Russian author Sergei Lukyanenko. Working with a budget of around $4 million (exceptionally large for Russian cinema) director Timur Bekmambetov created a popular piece of action film for 2004, raking in one of the largest openings for a Russian film in Russia and catching the eye of Fox Searchlight, which bought the rights to it and the sequel (and is currently financing the third). Those accustomed to Hollywood budgets will be shocked at the CGI eye candy in Night Watch – its special effects can compete with the best, proving that innovation is just as important as a large budget.

But Lukyanenko’s sci-fi universe is terribly convulted for a movie, leaving the viewer puzzled and walking out of the theater wondering what he just witnessed. Combine this with static characters and a limp-wristed ending (even taking into account two more installations, the ending here hurts the film), and you’re left wanting to root for a film that doesn’t really deserve it.

In Lukyanenko’s universe, there’s a conflict between Light and Dark, your typical good versus evil, fought between the Others, seemingly ordinary humans who possess supernatural powers. (Originality in cinema is a pipedream at this point.) Their powers vary tremendously, but oftentimes involve some sort of shape-shifting ability. The Other all have a tendency towards drinking blood, and the Dark (evil) Others are referred to as vampires at various intervals.

After a gruesome battle at the beginning of the film, circa 1342 AD, an uneasy truce is settled upon – the forces of Light will watch the day, while the Dark get the night, keeping each other in check. Several hundred years later, in 1990s Moscow, we meet protagonist Anton Gorodetsky (played by Konstantin Khabensky) in a scene which sets the stage for several of the story-lines. He discovers that he’s an Other after a traumatic event (how they often find out, we learn), and then we flash foward twelve more years. The rest of the film spends equal time attempting to create the universe and setting up the overarching conflict – a final battle between Light and Dark. Little is resolved, and the movie feels more like an introduction to the second part (Day Watch, currently playing in Russian theaters) than a film in its own right. We get a taste for the conflict, and issues are raised – whether the good / evil dichotomy is even valid. But we’re left wanting more.

One of the largest problems with the film stems from this universe. It’s as if Bekmambetov spent too much time telling the overarching conflict and not enough time developing the characters or any of the subplots. Anton Gorodetsky changes little through the course of the film, despite an intriguing (but obvious early on) personal link to the overarching conflict. And a static protagonist does not bode well for the rest of the cast. Anton’s “sidekick,” Olga, introduced halfway through (first played by a stuffed owl in a humorous bit, and then later by Galina Tyunina), is brought into the picture, acts as a possible love interest, and then spends maybe fifteen minutes onscreen total. The only real character development comes between Anton and his neighbor Kostya (Aleksei Chadov), which is still never explored, but left for the next two sequels!

The movie also suffers a bit of schizophrenia at times: the special effects occasionally missing the mark, or the atmosphere jumping from dark and serious to humorous and back. The truck-flipping scene (reminiscent of Hellboy) comes to mind as an unnecessary bit of CGI that doesn’t fit in with the feel of the film. And the humor, while decent, comes seldom at odd intervals, in an otherwise sober movie. Is this supposed to be funny?

The music and atmosphere is gritty, reminding the viewer of any sort of American fare, particulary Underworld. The Russian language suits the film (one entertaining scene has a TV showing Buffy the Vampire Slayer, dubbed) and subtitles are treated novelly – instead of staid lines of text at the bottom, the lines are revealed and disappear behind moving characters or objects, or they might turn red and dissolve, like drops of blood in water.

Like any decent sci-fi dystopia, Night Watch makes the audience wish they were in the universe, taking place in the action. It sparks the imagination. But director Timur Bekmambetov would have better served the movie by spending less time on the special effects, simplifying the overall conflict, creating a greater climax and resolution at the end, and focusing his energy working on character arcs and making the subplots more involved. As is, Night Watch is an admirable effort from Russia – and an entertaining piece of film. But it fails to be especially good. For fans of the genre, be sure to catch it. For people who want something a bit different, try it. But for those wanting to see a high caliber film, you might just want to pass.

People’s Choice Awards – Too Late.

Surprise win for anti-Bush film
Michael Moore’s anti-Bush documentary Fahrenheit 9/11 has won best film at the US People’s Choice Awards, voted for by the US public.

Nominees for the People’s Choice Awards were picked by a 6,000-strong Entertainment Weekly magazine panel, and winners were subsequently chosen by 21 million online voters.

Fahrenheit 9/11 director Michael Moore dedicated his trophy to soldiers in Iraq.

His film was highly critical of President George W Bush and the US-led invasion of Iraq, and Moore was an outspoken Bush critic in the 2004 presidential campaign in which Democratic challenger John Kerry lost.

“This country is still all of ours, not right or left or Democrat or Republican,” Moore told the audience at the ceremony in Pasadena, California.

Moore said it was “an historic occasion” that the 31-year-old awards ceremony would name a documentary its best film.

If only we could have voted online, November, 2nd. :rolleyes:

Life & Site

I finally set up the gravatar stuff correctly, so that’s cool. I urge everyone to get an avatar and/or enable their blogs if they have one! It’s a nice little touch.

Been doing some other little tinkering with the site. New header image. That happens a lot. Can’t tell who this one is. Eh, I might as well spill it – it’s a grizzly-looking Michael Stipe. I’m thinking of moving the pic so you can see his noggin. But for now, it’s fine.

I also added a “most recent comments” section to the right menu. it’s fun, hip. And useful for me, for responding to any comments. O-K, fine — it’s just a little techie “look what I can do” that serves no real purpose, but oh well. There are entire blogs devoted to that kind of stuff. I just steal their code.

You can only comment once every five minutes now. A quick and dirty way to cut down on the comment spammers. Sorry if you have a lot to comment. Five minutes isn’t that long for a human. For a computer, I imagine it’s an eternity.

I found out that I had screwed up commenting while doing some tweaking yesterday. Whoops. Hopefully didn’t miss anything too mind shattering.

Tonight I watched Maria Full of Grace. It was a great movie. And I’m definitely digging the lead, Catalina Sandino Moreno. Her first movie.

Not much other than that. I’m cold, going to go to bed soon. Toodles.