Review for Nebraska

To many, this film at first glance maybe a film of not much substance, something about an aging borderline- demented man possibly suffering from dementia who has the insane idea of winning a million dollar sweepstakes prize; And through all of this he somehow manages to drag his family and the audience through this ridiculousness, in worst of settings- Nebraska! This film couldn’t be any worse, right? Well, just as with the state of Nebraska, there is more to this story about this man, than what the first glance offers.

This movie is actually a great, witty, film full of dark deadpan humor about an aging man named Woody Grant (Bruce Dern) who wants to reclaim his past, and erase all the mistakes of his past with the help of one elixir: That of a $1 million Sweepstakes prize. Not only does he wish to correct his past with this prize, but similar to Stephen Colbert’s book’s title, “America: Re-Becoming the Greatness we Never Were…,” Woody wants to become the greatness he never was- albeit with the help of his $1 million sweepstakes prize.

Though his sons and wife Kate ( played by June Squibb) does not wish for him to go on this journey to Omaha, Nebraska from Billings, Montana to get this prize, they realize after a few attempts of thwarting him, that there is no use to this, and his son David ( Bill Forte) agrees to take him there.

While in South Dakota, David tells Woody that he has notified Woody’s family that they will spend the night with Woody’s family in Hawthorne, Nebraska. Woody, vehemently opposes having to go through Hawthorne. And would rather go around Hawthorne to Omaha to seek his prize. But in life, as with other things, one never gets a free lunch. And if the universe wants Woody to get his prize or-rather- his-elixir, then he will have to deal with his past first.

Audiences soon realize that Woody’s origins were not ideal, and truths of Woody’s past are revealed. Some of which include Woody’s infidelity, his lack of love for his wife, his desire not to have children, his alcoholism, etc. Soon they encounter problems with friends and family ganging up father, son, and once Kate arrives her, about getting the money. Later, it is shown that Woody did not actually get the $1 million dollar prize. Upon discovering that Woody wanted to buy a truck with his savings, his son, trades in his car, with a truck for Woody to have. Then they make sure to drive through Hawthorne, where Woody’s former flame, ex-friend, and brother see him. Later, David and Woody switch seats later.. since an aging Woody has trouble with driving.

It was so interesting that Woody had such a dismal life. I cannot help but wonder if his interesting childhood/family life made me grow into a man who was uninterested about life. For instance, he did not want to have children and he wasn’t interested in getting married. He also seems to have picked the wrong people in his life, and let go of the right ones. It’s also evident that his wife and him aren’t the best fit. She is a lively character, who is the antithesis to Woody’s taciturn. She always seems to be interrupting Woody…while he passively lets it happen. Yet, his former love seems like a lovely sweet person who was a good fit for him, and yet he didn’t marry her. He also brought in a wrong business partner who stole something of his.

It’s also obvious that he sought escapes and elixirs in not the best way. He had an affair with a multiracial woman when he felt trapped and restless in his loveless marriage and had sought alcohol to fix his a lot of his problems. It is no surprise that this man who is drifting through life eventually thinks that a large sum of money will fix his large past.

It makes one think whether or not a lot of people, especially a lot of everyday people are drifting through life not fully realizing what they want, don’t make right choices in the process, never face those bad choices, and along the way they look for the erasers for the past. On that note, it also makes you wonder about the lottery system what winning the lottery means to people psychologically.

The ending is borderline neorealistic, evoking back memories of films such as The Bicycle Thief- albeit a bit more hopeful. I say it is neorealistic, because neorealistic films showcase reality, as life is- both the good and the bad; and the endings don’t always indicate what will happen next, or if things will be ok. They just show, life as is. Here in Nebraska the situation in Woody’s life, doesn’t look clearly resolved. I say that because he wanted a truck to drive in — but Woody cannot drive properly. So I don’t know if having the truck fixes everything. Yea, he was able to showoff to his friends and family.. but its not like the truck will do himself all that good if he cannot drive it.

Speaking of the truck, my favorite character was the truck getter himself, David or Bill Forte’s character. He seemed to be the most level-headed in the group of people who all evoked some serious headshaking. I am a person who is usually rooting for the the offbeat, unique, slightly crazy ( think Dwight Shrutes) in television or movies.. but for once, I rather go with the the level- headed of the group. David’s level-headed shines through , when he was sitting with the rest of the men in his father’s side of the family. All of them seemed a bit weird- especially the two cousins who sexually assaulted someone. And here was David, with his dark hair and big eyes innocently looking about. With both his immediate and extended family, David has an aura of the Greek Goddess Hestia about him because like Hestia he stays out of family trouble. He also managed to bring his parents closer together, defend his father against father’s former business partner, took time off from his own life to help his father, and finally traded his own car to get a truck in his father’s name. David didn’t seem the most emotionally effusive person- but clearly has a heart. Something that is admirable. But I am sure that, June Squibb was perhaps the audience’s most favorite character. And that Woody’s character gave the deadpan, dark comedy it’s tone.

On the note of dark, deadpan comedy I must say that this film’s comedic effect might not have been felt as much, had it not been for the the Black and White visuals of the film.
Now, some might say that the black and whiteness is a bit too much.. and tries to make the notion of a dark comedy- a little too obvious. But I say that the black- and whiteness makes the deadpanness of the comedy stronger, and somehow brings out the angular, stark quality of the humor even more. But then again, I am a bit biased
being an ardent lover of the Black and white medium.

As a side note, I wonder if we are having a Black and White film mini renaissance- in the last 5 years or so- there have been a few Black and White films made, which have all received critical acclaim. More Black and White films is something I wouldn’t mind..

I also think that this movie is just as much about the state of Nebraska and the midwest as it is about this family. Many people think these places are full of farms and sooo boring. But a movie like this shows, that excitement and drama can happen to anywhere.. even in places people unfortunately think are so boring. Once again, on a personal note, I am a little biased about Nebraska because I have been even though I have lived in over 5 states.. I have lately had an incurring to move to states like Nebraska. So once, maybe my personal biases are partially making me like the setting this story was set in..

But personal biases aside.. this movie is unarguably a must see, because it is a dark comedy at its best.

Stars: 5.0 out of 5.0

PREVIEW: Lightworks Day 2

Where: Natural Science Auditorium

When: Today 4 pm – 12 pm

What: Student films made throughout the semester

Film range from narrative to experimental, silent to noisy, black and white to explosions of color.

Hosted by Chad and Riley of “The Secret Show” fame, today promises to be as good, if not better than yesterday’s festival.

A selection of what you will see:
Your Hosts

Bad Girls

Rook

REVIEW: Lightworks Day 1

Aside from the lack of popcorn, Lightworks Winter 2014 was remarkably better than its fall semester counterpart. Not only were the films more polished, but his time the audience was granted the pleasure of actual hosts. The festival programs, were entirely correct this time around, and by the end of the first night, the audience itself was close to filling the entire Natural Science Auditorium.

The key difference between Lightworks and other festivals is that you often see professors sitting down the row from students, just as exciting to see the finished product as the student. Since these films were all made for classes, you can tell which class they came from by their nature.

Films from the 400-level classes are reserved for the end. These films—Toast and (?)–deserve their place at the finale of the festival because their production quality is astonishingly close to a professional big-budget film. Below this are the 300-level films, which entail the intermediate production classes. These categories emphasis narrative, are coherent, and overall films that you would feel comfortable watching with your parents.

Other films get weird and experimental and, in many cases, exciting. One of the best reasons to go to a film festival is to experience all of the avant-garde student films that display raw talent. When I say raw talent, I mean films that make you question what you just watched, yet you want to watch them again. Fancy animated projects manifested themselves as psychedelic dystopian computer work and kaleidoscopic aesthetics. There were also wonderful hand-drawn animations, of a dog disrupting Santa as he gets ready for Christmas Eve.

The animations were juxtaposed with live action pieces that leave you breathless. It is unbelievable the talent that is displayed in these films, both in the dancers moving their bodies on screen and in the plethora of editing techniques that make the films a psychedelic wonderland. They are a comedic, talented, astonishing.

A change from previous years is the influx of silent films. While seeing student projects made on real 16mm film is wonderful, last night seemed to alternate them with their sound-equipped video counterparts. In some instances this meant an awkward transition from a modern video to a more classical art-house piece. I enjoyed both types, but I wonder if it would be possible to separate the categories completely: all of the films in one section and all of the videos in another section. This way the audience could get into a certain mood for one or the other without constant disruption.

The hosts, Chad and Riley, have made quite a name for themselves. Veterans of the acting circuit and appearing in several of the Lighworks films, they made a name for themselves as a duo by appearing in The Secret Show, a quirky underground video podcast that premiered earlier this semester.

Like Tina Fey and Amy Poehler, these comedians were a welcome change from the regular hosting by FVSA students. Keeping up with the fashion of reading live tweets during intermissions, they interacted with the audience and created an organic, relaxing atmosphere for everyone.

Small technical difficulties seemed to plague the projectionists. Since there were so many transitions between 16mm films and videos, the projectionist was constantly changing from one format to the other so the audience would often be waiting in the dark for longer than normal. On top of that, a few of the films were blown out to the extent that one could not tell what was in half of the shots. Most alarming of all as a trace of lag that I saw in a couple of the films. Since most projects are exported in high definition format, I assume the computer has trouble rendering them fast enough sometimes. At any rate, it was a disappointment to see impressive special effects lagging because of the very technology that created them.

To end this on a high note, I only need to remind readers that Lightworks is 100% free. This is a two day festival, over eight hours long, and you can walk inside with nothing but the clothes on your back. It was a pleasure to watch these amazing films knowing that I go to school with the students that make these films. As always, I recommend Lightworks to everyone.

 

A Couple Samples of the films shown last night:

Kickstarter Video for “George O. Duncan”

“Urban Canvas” Detroit Documentary

The Hosts

Preview for Mr. Peabody and Sherman

If anyone of you has grown up watching Rocky and Bull Winkle- then they must have caught glimpses of Mr. Peabody and Sherman. People might have noticed a very smart- scientist, who sounds a bit dry like a droopy-looking dog, and they would also see a very outspoken, cheery, bouncy, little boy!
Judging from this trailer, it seems like Mr. Peabody and Sherman stick to the original cartoon series’ character types! But, Mr. Peabody is father in this movie, unlike in the series. But the trailer seems very funny yet intriguing. So I wanna go to see this movie! If you grew up on the series reruns and would like to see if this movie matches the series, then go and see it!!

REVIEW: Marisol

The lights dimmed in the Arthur Miller Theatre, the audience hushed and I quietly grabbed for the bag of Twizzlers hidden in my purse. Just as I had ripped open the bag, the collage of light bulbs hovering above center stage began to flicker. I looked up to the top window of the rusty building set, only to see an angel. But this wasn’t the angel that I’d read about in my in my illustrated children’s Bible. This was a punk angel. Her hair was naturally curly and voluminous. Her nose ring glimmered under the spotlight as the sleeve of tattoos covering her arm was illuminated. She was dressed in a leather vest, looking absolutely ruffian. She watched silently as a young, Puerto Rican, woman named Marisol, tucked a knife under her pillow in her shady, Bronx apartment.     While the angel’s appearance was a shock, that wasn’t the only surprising part of the School of Music, Theatre & Dance’s production of Marisol by José Rivera.

I had the opportunity to view the final performance of Marisol on Sunday, April 13th at 2pm. This was the second weekend that the show had run, so the audience was small, but that didn’t stop the performers from giving every scene their all.

The show begins on a subway commute home from a long day at work. Marisol is exhausted, reading a newspaper, when a dirty man with a golf club approaches her. He mumbles about angels and crazily presents an “end of times” scheme. As Marisol is protected by her guardian angel, she is quickly snapped back into her small apartment in the Bronx. The dangers of her street arise as the sun sets over New York. Yelling, slamming doors, and gun threats echoed throughout the theatre as Marisol’s is banged on by a senseless woman with a gun. Marisol drops to her knees and prays, opening the door to find a pile of salt…

Marisol’s guardian angel, played magnificently by Melissa Golliday, reveals to Marisol that God is old and dying, too senile to take care of His creation. The guardian admits that she is leading the angel revolt against God, ready to uproot God’s rule and rejuvenate the failing earth. The angel leaves Marisol with an unsettling lack of protection and a choice. Will Marisol stand with God or fight with the angels?

Throughout the play we see how the earth disintegrates through lack of food (only salt), gender roles begin drastically reversed (pregnant men), and extreme violent tendencies, including setting others on fire. Marisol fights and struggles to understand where she is, where she belongs, and whose side she is on. I don’t want to give away all of the details of this play, because it is so fantastic, but in end, Marisol joins the angels in a victorious battle against God. Billions of angels lost their lives in this celestial war, as did the millions of earthly warriors, but the earth returns in triumphant light.

While I’ve grown up being a musical type of girl, this play might have me converted! This play was perfectly chilling; I felt my shoulders shake as Marisol’s guardian dropped her wings into Marisol’s hand and turned for the audience to see bloodied wing-bones emerging from her bulletproof vest. I could barely scribble notes as Marisol struggled with her identity and associations with the other characters. This play was absolutely enthralling. Everything, from the realistic set with garbage rumbling about the stage to the realistic costumes and props, was gripping.

I would highly recommend seeing Marisol if you ever have the chance! It was a strangely attractive play and I guarantee you would enjoy it! Great job to the cast and crew, especially the director- Linda Goodrich.