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from: Geoffrey O'Brien

B Movies: Just Not as Fun as They Used To Be

Posted Monday, March 19, 2001, at 6:53 PM ET

Dear Phillip,

I share your love of Mizoguchi and Murnau and Dreyer, but it used to seem that there was a kind of cross-fertilization that occurred between their kind of rarefied filmmaking and the oneiric pop movies that I also love. After all, Murnau and Dreyer made two of the best horror movies, and the ripple effect from Nosferatu and Vampyr can be felt long afterwards in far less distinguished productions. (I'm not including Shadow of the Vampire, an arch in-joke that I didn't much care for.) And Mizoguchi was among other things a commercial filmmaker, part of a vibrant industry that admittedly found room for subjects and tempos alien to Hollywood modes, but commercial nonetheless. I guess what I miss is the sense of a continuum between high and low, of visual ideas jumping from context to context, even if it takes the form of a cheapjack artiness that is easy to laugh at. In fact the equivalent of yesterday's poverty row B movies are still being made, many of them in Hollywood for many millions of dollars: They just aren't as much fun as they (sometimes) were when they were made on the cheap by filmmakers who seemed to be taking some pride and pleasure in what they were doing.



I wasn't repelled by The House of Mirth--Terence Davies has a beautiful eye, and there are moments in it that will linger in memory somewhat like a silent film. At other moments I would have been happier if it had actually been a silent film; actors like Eric Stoltz and Dan Akroyd just don't seem happy with Wharton's dialogue. Akroyd in particular seems dangerously close to evoking the kind of melodrama that Wharton's plot, reduced to its bare outlines, might be in danger of resembling. But I agree with you that the movie has (dare I use the word) integrity, a refusal to compromise, and consequently a feeling of all-over solidity rather than of being patched together from a collection of bright ideas. The grave sustained rhythm may be what some found trying.

Re Russell Crowe and Gladiator: Were we supposed to feel something about him, beyond the fact that he isn't somebody you'd like to come up against in a barroom brawl? Gladiator was a disappointment, I confess; my guiltiest of guilty pleasures are the wide-screen epics of the '50s and '60s, and I would have thought that in this day and age a director like Ridley Scott could at least improve on The Fall of the Roman Empire. I think I had envisioned something like a cross between The Godfather and I, Claudius, something serpentine and brutal and, one would have hoped, splendid to look at. Instead he didn't even measure up to Anthony Mann's somewhat misbegotten epic. For all the money they spent on those digital effects, it still looks like an architect's drawing.

As for those rock 'n' roll movies, I was so busy listening to pop music that I never got around to seeing them. (Actually I was watching Bing Crosby musicals.)

Best,
Geoffrey

from: Geoffrey O'Brien

B Movies: Just Not as Fun as They Used To Be

Posted Monday, March 19, 2001, at 6:53 PM ET
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Phillip Lopate is an essayist, novelist, and film buff whose last book was a collection of movie criticism, Totally, Tenderly, Tragically. Geoffrey O'Brien is the editor in chief of the Library of America and the author of numerous books, including The Phantom Empire: Movies in the Mind of the Twentieth Century.
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[Thursday Notes from the Fray Editor: So Phillip Lopate came into the Fray too, to answer the A.O.Scott post below, and Mr Scott answered him, and then David Edelstein thought it was all getting too friendly, and really we recommend you read the whole thread (starts here), no actually we are imploring you to read it, because it is one of the great Fray feuding threads, with posts titled "A.O. Wimps Out" and "By God Mr Edelstein" and a mention of effete drivel. There are special extra insults from star posters and others, plus this unmissable summary of the action from Fray favorite Joseph Britt ("What are these people arguing about? [Is it]... that anyway House of Mirth was supposed to be grim, a bummer and/or a downer but is nonetheless worthy for other reasons, so the Times' critics' criticism is wrong. Have I got it?"). Neill Hamilton--a trouble-maker if ever we saw one--tried to help Mr Britt out, below.]


While the posts appear to be trading blows about the movie The House of Mirth, it appears that they are arguing about certain hidden issues. A.O.Scott is arguing that the New York Times is not as fun as a frat party, and never will be if he can help it. Edelstein is arguing that he prefers Gillian Anderson in the X-Files, altho' he misses Mulder. Zeit for some reason wanted to talk about the only Art movie he has ever seen, and Lopate's point is only known to him. I hope this helps.

--Neill Hamilton

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[Wednesday Notes from the Fray Editor: Some rumbling in the film critics' ranks here. Did the New York Times diss House of Mirth like frat boys? A.O.Scott says no, below. And Slate's movie critic David Edelstein is in The Fray arguing too. There are comments on individual films throughout. To take random examples, a defense of Manhattan, and the excellent question "Where was Wonder Boys?". (If there was a post agreeing that The Leopard is one of the best films ever made, we would feature it too.) Microcinemas are discussed here. And (we are filing under the heading "good to know if true") how posting on The Fray can protect you from Alzheimer's, here.]


Mr. Lopate writes:

House of Mirth got lambasted by the New York Times critics for being a downer, as if they were reviewing for their college frat paper.

What is his source for this ridiculous contention? There are three film critics at the Times: Elvis Mitchell, Stephen Holden, and me. To my knowledge (and his), Mitchell has never written about House of Mirth, and my only published remarks about the film came in a Slate "Movie Club," in which I said that while I admired Davies's visual technique, I found the movie emotionally inert. So perhaps Mr. Lopate is referring to Stephen Holden's review, which ran when House of Mirth was shown at the New York Film Festival. But while Holden did describe the movie's depiction of New York society as "grim" and "bleak," he did not fault (much less "lambaste" or "despise") House of Mirth for its somber mood. Rather, he thought Gillian Anderson was miscast as Lily Bart, and found most of the secondary characters one-dimensional.

The implication that "the Times critics" favor shallow, feel-good pictures will be laughable to anyone who bothers to read the paper, and will certainly come as news to the makers of Erin Brockovitch, Gladiator, Finding Forrester and Chocolat, all of which we treated pretty roughly. Perhaps the only articles in the Times Mr. Lopate reads are the ones he writes himself, or perhaps he fell asleep over the paper and dreamed up a team of shallow critics to serve as "Breakfast Table" straw men. In any case it's too bad that, in his desperate need to preserve a sense of intellectual superiority, he has so egregiously smeared and misrepresented the work of other critics. I guess I'd rather be middlebrow and literary than highbrow and illiterate.

--A.O.Scott

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Timesaver: Oscar night in a nutshell.

Armey Archer, Joan Rivers and Spawn, scores of "stars", 30% ridiculously over-dressed, 30% under-dressed in designer slobbery, 30% appropriately dressed but ill-coiffed, indoctrination through a summary of historical significance, popular clips from this year's movies, witty, left-leaning banter from an officious host, audience shots of actors (22% of all shots include Jack Nicholson), more witty banter including rolling blackout jokes, irrelevant awards for tech-geeks, makeup people and unknown music industry wonks, more witty banter including Dubya jokes, slow tease with clips from best movie nominees, slightly more "important" awards, tacky musical and dance numbers, more witty banter probably including J-Lo dress references, more shots of Jack, building suspense, complete overuse of the words "vision, brilliance and genius," sappy "thank yous", lifetime achievement award to somebody who's more talented than all the nominees put together but just never had the right PR people, annoying, hand-wringing, impassioned political statements by "stars" with furrowed brows, salutes to the independents (who are the only people doing anything new, anymore), building suspense, more witty banter about events that occurred earlier in the night, best film award, a little more irrelevant bullshit and two weeks worth of water cooler talk

--Johnny Hotpants

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