REVIEW: Pina

The Oscars happened last Sunday and The Artist was a sweep. But this time next year, look out for the film Pina. See it in theaters now, remember it when awards season rolls around in a year. This spectacle is bound to be a hit.

Based on the life and work of German choreographer Pina Bausch, this 3-D film mixes an explosive combination of mediums: film, dance, choreography, set design, music, sound, lighting, language, graphics, special effects, cinematography. A sensational splendor.

Pina’s work in modern dance escalated in the 1970’s and continues to be influential today. Her role as a director is most prominent in Tanztheater, which translates to “dance theater.” She spearheaded a company in Germany by the same name, though throughout her career she worked with the gamut of cross-continental dance fame. In Tanztheater, Pina created celebrated pieces such as Rite of Spring (1975), and Café Müller (1978). Both are exemplary of her outrageous style: in the former, dancers move about on stage completely covered in soil and in the latter, they aggressively crash into chairs and tables on a café set. Both are reenacted beautifully in the film.

Image from Café Müller

Image from Rite of Spring

So thats the overview of who Pina is: a creative, expressive, and innovative movement artist. And now about this crazy movie that she inspired: Oscar-nominated film maker Wim Wenders has been a fan of Pina since the 80’s and decided to document her work in action. His crew followed hers long before the project took off, building artistic relationships between those in front and behind the camera. Unfortunately, days  before the shooting began, Pina died unexpectedly of a sudden cancer. The fim, therefore, began a tribute to her life more than just a portrayal or her work ethic.

The sets incorporated a wild combination of elements. Here, I mean earth elements: dirt, mountains, water, plant life. Some performances were filmed on a traditional stage, while others sought peculiar venues like rooftops, subway trains, swimming pool decks, or glass paneled houses in the woods.

The dance numbers were performed by professionals from Pina’s company. Their segments were separated by close- ups combined with voice overs in the variety of languages spoken by the worldly crew: Spanish, French, German, Portugese, Japanese, Chinese, English, and more. They talked of Pina as a guiding artist and all that her ingenuity and freedom of expression taught them about themselves, their bodies, and their work.

Counter to the common conception of dancers as always youthful, these workers ranged vastly in their ages. I found this point to be very curious. It spoke to the life long development of artists and how they become enriched as they ripen in their craft. Their ages may be have been evident on their skin, but the astounding strength and nimbleness of the dancer’s bodies far from gave them away. In fact, there was one piece in which dancers of various eras of life were dressed in identical outfits, confusing the audience about who was who. It was a number that could only have been performed for screen dance. I don’t see how this switching of characters could be performed live without the trickery of editing.

I asked my cousin, who works as a professional ballet dancer for the Boston City Ballet, his opinion on the work. “I thought it was beautiful,” he said. “She’s so unique in her choreography.”

And I agree! Watching Pina was one of the most visually pleasing experiences I have had in a long time.It was creative, stunning, marvelous, and inspirational beyond belief. I would feel badly for anyone who misses the opportunity to experience it.

Hurry up and see it! I’m serious, this was a very powerful artistic undertaking. The documentary has already swept up  The European Film Awards and German Film Awards, as well as receiving nominations or Official Selections from The Academy Awards, New York, Telluride, and Toronto Film Festivals. Pina is only playing at the Michigan Theater through this Sunday, March 4th. Check the Michigan Theater website for show times. Also, here’s and interview with director Wim Wenders from the New York Times. For more background on the production, check out the movie’s website .

REVIEW: “Great Lakes, Fragile Seas”

Yesterday afternoon, I went to watch the National Geographic documentary screening my friend Emma was hosting, entitled “Great Lakes, Fragile Seas.” National Geographic is always good, so I wasn’t worried about being disappointed. Emma’s dad, Tom, was answering questions afterwards too, and that man’s knowledge knows no bounds when it comes to the Great Lakes (near Traverse City, MI, he manages and teaches at his environmental education program, Inland Seas Education Association).

The movie is actually about twenty years old, but the facts were, for the most part, up to speed with today’s environmental reality. It introduced us to a world of beauty and of horror: lengthy shores and shimmering water turned sour by the staggeringly large amounts of slimy, squirmy sea lampreys, invading the pristine Great Lakes. It also showed the effects of pollution, years after being allegedly taken care of, on birds and their poor, twisted beaks. It was really disturbing, to be honest. Even just looking at small organisms, a certain species of plankton, that’s relatively large, barbed tail apparently feels like swallowing a sword to the poor fish that attempt to consume it. The effects of pollution and of invasive species on the Great Lakes are really astonishing.

It also compared the methods of those native to the swampy marshes on the shores, like a tribe of Native Americans, to the over-industrialized approach of today’s harvesters. They harvest wild rice by whacking at the plant with these sticks, using enough force to let the rice fall into the bottom of the boat, but not so hard as to destroy the entire crop. This respectful method for collecting the rice has allowed the cycle of growth and harvest to continue for decades. I thought the film presented a beautiful way of how traditional methods, that have lasted for years and truly works, have proven, scientific benefits as well.

Another thing I loved about this film was its relation of the culture of those living way up north, surrounding the Great Lakes and how in their given environments, they’ve developed a unique way of living. For example, a small town made a racetrack out of the frozen lake in the winter. It was fantastic and I so want to try.

My thanks go to Tom Kelly, for answering questions pertaining to the current state, an ever-changing predicament, of the Great Lakes. It was an informative and not-too-boring documentary on a very intriguing, relevant issue of today.

For more information on Tom Kelly’s Inland Seas Education Association, see their website: http://www.schoolship.org/

PREVIEW: Great Lakes, Fragile Seas

Friday, the 3rd from 3-5 there will be a free screening of the National Geographic documentary “Great Lakes, Fragile Seas” in room 126 east quad. Can you hear the whooshing sounds even as you read this preview?? Should be a very educational film and beautifully done (hello, have you read National Geographic magazine?!).

On the facebook page, it says the film “describes the Great Lakes region as a melting pot of traditions. The waters that sustain the wildlife also shape the lives of people on the shores. The survival of their customs depends upon the preservation of the lakes.”

But wait – there’s more! Following the screening, director of the Inland Seas Education Association based outside Traverse City, MI and U-M alum Tom Kelly will be leading a group discussion. Having met Tom through his daughter Emma, I can assure you it’s going to be a very interesting conversation.

Come get informed! See you there 🙂

REVIEW: The Descendants

“How was your break?”

“Good, great; not long enough.”

Common back-to-school banter. How many times have you undergone this interaction since returning for the new semester? Several, I am imagining. Break was good, but not long enough to do all the things you had wanted. My unfulfilled bucket list included making a white bean pie à la….whoever that one special baker is at the Eastern Market, knitting a scarf, and seeing “The Descendants.”

Fortunately, the new Alexander Payne film is still showing at the State Theater, long after the holidays. The screenwriter who brought you About Schmidt (2002) and Sideways (2004) is back with another round of cleverly spelled out, real-life drama. Based on the book of the same title by Kaui Hart Hemmings (2007), the movie stars George Clooney, Shailene Woodley of The Secret Life of an American Teenager, and several other highly talented albeit B-List celebrities (Beau Bridge, Matthew Lillard, Judy Greer). I say confidently that The Descendants makes for a solid cinematographic success. In an artful balance of raw tragedy and tender love, dark moments and comic relief, the movie deserves a heartfelt nod.

The story is about Matt King, a busy lawyer living in Hawaii with his wife and two teenage daughters. Why Hawaii? Matt is the heir to a substantial piece of undeveloped property that once belonged to his great great great (great) grandmother, an important island native. The land is in the process of being sold to resort-ville, the money in turn funding Matt’s cousins- or- the descendants. An interruption to the business plan interferes within the first five minutes of the flick: Elizabeth, Matt’s wife, is involved in a boating accident that leaves her in a serious coma.

Suddenly, Matt is confronted with losing his wife, fathering his unruly, dirty-mouthed teenage daughters, and managing the sale of his sacred inheritance. To add a little flavor to the mix, as if that isn’t spicy enough, Matt finds out from his oldest daughter that his wife is not everything he had thought (spoiler alert!): she has been cheating on him. (don’t worry too much though, you find that out in the trailer).

In an unusual series of events, Matt, his daughters Scottie and Alex, and Alex’s unbelievably dense boyfriend, find themselves on an adventure to uncover the man with whom Elizabeth has been unfaithful. A whirlwind of shouts, tears, laughter- the usual gammat of emotions- brings the family to a new and unexpected place of closeness.

Am I glad I saw the movie? Yes.

Did I think it was one of the best movies I’ve ever seen? No.

Did I appreciate the clever writing, skillful timing, atypical story line, and unbearably realistic acting? Yes.

Did it make me laugh aloud? A few times.

Did it make me cry? No, but if I’d been having a hard day it sure would have.

Was the soundtrack worth downloading? Absolutely, check iTunes now.

Did the scenery make me want to move to Hawaii immediately? Yes and yes.

Did I enjoy watching George Clooney do his thing? I think we all know the answer to that one.

I recommend seeing it, if it didn’t make your bucket list over the holidays. If nothing else, I appreciate a film that is complex enough that you have to actually watch the whole thing to truly understand the derivation of the title. And, once again, the acting was top notch.

The Descendants is playing at the State Theater through Thursday, January 19th at 4:30, 7:00, and 9:30 pm. Student tickets cost $8, and matinées cost $7. Take a friend, take a box of tissues, take a break from studying (already!) Let me know what you think! Read More

REVIEW: Paris Mon Paradis

I think in my preview of this event I somewhat mocked the fact that anyone, but those whose French classes were going to talk about the situation of immigrants in France (…moi), would really want to attend a documentary on the second week of classes. After seeing the film “Paris Mon Paradis,” I truly hope that everyone who has the chance goes to see this film. It’s extremely thought-provoking and dwells on a lot of issues many of us didn’t even know existed. AND, as an added bonus, the director of the film is at the viewing!

First-time movie director, Eléonore Yameogo, outlines the story of numerous immigrants from French-speaking areas of Africa who move to France, hoping to find the paradise of their dreams. The disillusionment of these young Africans to Paris and other cities in France is devastating for many. They are forced, for the first time in their lives, to go to bed hungry and even, sometimes, sleeping in the street. The film highlighted the complexities of the situations of African immigrants to France in a very informative manner. From what I perceived, it’s a combination of anticipated easy success, pressure from back home to be successful, and the unavailable documents, allowing for those immigrants to be properly employed or own a home. Of course, that is a generalization of the massive issue of illegal immigration in France, but those were some of the key points I picked up from Yameogo’s film.

I truly felt the passion of this film. I was moved without being scared away, which is a difficult task when dealing with human rights. So many times I feel directors use fear tactics, utilizing blood and gore, in order to prove their point; however, Yameogo’s interviews and personal connections with others allows for the film to work without scaring away the audience. Yameogo also did a beautiful job with the camera angles. One of the most memorable scenes of the documentary was when she interviewed a group of young men who lacked the proper funds for a home, so they slept in a carousel. The gold and shiny carousel was entirely metaphorical of the common cyclical nature of poverty and the disillusioned “paradis” of France for many African immigrants.

After the film, Eléonore Yameogo answered questions pertaining to the film. She pointed out that her initial intended audience was young Africans, informing them of the largely unknown challenges of immigrating to France. I thought that was very interesting, and it made a lot of sense after seeing the film. Changing a deeply rooted economical problem such as homelessness is obviously a challenge, but I believe educating others about the issue is a solid place to begin.

In case you missed it, go see tomorrow’s showing of “Paris mon paradis” at 4pm in North quad!! It will definitely be worth your while! (and don’t fret; there are English subtitles)

PREVIEW: Paris mon paradis

Monday, January 9th at 4pm in 1360 East Hall

What better way to take advantage of the brief lapse in homework before the semester really kicks off than going to see a French documentary? As part of the symposium film series “Women Visualizing Africa” they will show the new and highly acclaimed documentary, “Paris mon Paradis.” Directed by Elénore Yameogo, the film will be in French with English subtitles.

The film series’ newsletter writes, “The dream of a better life has often led Africans to immigrate to Paris, their paradise. As a symbol of the Occident, the French capital soon becomes a symbol of disillusion…Striking and emotionally truthful, Yameogo’s documentary is an abrupt awakening.”

The film is sure to be very thought-provoking and on an issue that is often overlooked. Hope to see you there!