Reviews

Directed by: Sean Durkin
Written by: Sean Durkin
Starring: Zac Efron, Jeremy Allen White, Harris Dickinson, Maura Tierney, Holt McCallany, Lily James
Released: January 18, 2024
Grade: B-

The Iron Claw

Since its inception in 1993, only 18 groups have been inducted into the World Wrestling Federation (WWF) Hall of Fame.  One of those were the Von Erich family – a father and five sons who emanated from Texas and found international stardom.  42-year-old writer-director Sean Durkin (Martha Marcy May Marlene) has taken a few creative liberties in adapting their journey and it’s why the opening titles describe it as being “inspired” by a true story.  For example, the number of siblings has been cut from 5 to 4 (sorry Chris) to keep the runtime to a tight two hours.

There are plenty of world-renowned wrestlers deserving of the big screen treatment… but the heightened interest in this family is because of what happened outside of the wresting ring.  A series of tragedies and misfortunes led to the creation of the term “Von Erich curse.”  I don’t want to reveal too much about these specific events, so as not to spoil the movie for those unfamiliar, but they’re strongly alluded via narration in the film’s opening (“bad things kept happening”).

Two characters dominate the camera’s attention.  The first is Mike Von Erich (Simons), the domineering, emotionally guarded father who pushes his children hard.  This is partly for their benefit (he wants them to succeed in life), but the script implies it’s more for his own benefit.  He wants to ride their coattails in garnering wealth and influence, while also living vicariously through them and winning the world championship title he never could.  Holt McCallany (Mindhunter) portrays him as one dimensional and I wish more nuance was offered.  Was he a jerk and nothing more?

The second key player is Kevin Von Erich (Efron), the eldest sibling trying to make a name for himself within the sport despite many barriers, some self-created.  Efron (17 Again) is in peak physical condition for the role but, aside from the convincing wrestling scenes, not a lot is asked of the character.  He becomes the poster boy for the repetitive themes, pushed too strongly, about fate and chance.  Lily James’s (Cinderella) character is a useful voice of reason (she realises the curse stuff is nonsense) but no one else is prepared to buy in.

Curiously, the film’s most interesting person is the one pushed deepest into the background.  Maura Tierney (ER) plays Doris Von Erich, the family’s matriarch, who is depicted as a not-so-ethical bystander.  She’s the individual with the clearest view of the domestic dramas (folks like to confide in her) but she chooses not to intervene and maintains a stoic disposition.  I wish we saw more of her.

Durkin makes interesting choices in deciding what events to depict.  We don’t see a world title fight, we don’t see an important trip to Japan, and we don’t see a road accident.  His focus is more on character interactions and, to that extent, I enjoyed the interplay between the four brothers.  Harris Dickinson (Triangle of Sadness) gets the best of the dialogue (more natural than the others) and is the pick of the cast with his relaxed, chilled performance.

The Iron Claw makes a few poor choices (a lake scene towards the end is way too manipulative) but, in the same manner as The Boys in the Boat a few weeks ago, there’s a story worth admiring if you look past the film’s weaknesses.

Directed by: Andrew Haigh
Written by: Andrew Haigh
Starring: Andrew Scott, Paul Mescal, Jamie Bell, Claire Foy
Released: January 18, 2024
Grade: B+

All of Us Strangers

A heartfelt drama with a splash of the supernatural.  All of Us Strangers, the latest from British director Andrew Haigh (Weekend, 45 Years), is as interesting as it is unusual.  It is centred on Adam (Scott), a gay, middle-aged writer who lives in a largely vacant (weird) high-rise apartment building.  He lives alone and has ample time to be working on a new screenplay, but motivation and inspiration are low.

There are only three people Adam interacts with during the film’s 105-minute running time.  The first is Harry (Mescal), a fellow resident who drunkenly knocks on his door one night and not-so-subtly makes his move.  Adam rebuffs Harry’s flirtatious advances at first (he’s lacking self-confidence) but it’s not long before the pair are sleeping together and opening up about their troubled past and complicated present.

The other two people are Adam’s father (Bell) and mother (Foy)… who died in a car accident when he was 12 years old.  For reasons which are never explained, and perhaps they don’t need to be, Adam’s parents have reappeared as ghost-like figures.  Over the course of several encounters, Adam brings them up to speed with the past few decades.  His sexuality becomes a key talking point.  His folks grew up in a different era and their responses reflect those from the 1980s (the AIDS epidemic was front and centre) as opposed to more progressive Western societies of today.

It’s a curious concept.  If you had the chance to spend a fleeting moment with deceased relatives, how would you spend the time?  Would you ask questions of them, or would you prefer them to ask questions of you?  Would the conversation delve into the deeply personal, or would you talk more generally about world events and changes?  In the case of Adam, would you be honest about how his parents died if asked?

Yes, the premise is fairy tale-like but the interactions between Andrew Scott (Sherlock), Jamie Bell (Billy Elliot), and Claire Foy (The Crown) are wonderful.  They may not have seen each other for a long time but basic family instincts soon come to the forefront – the parents offering love, advice and nourishment, while the son does his best to please them.  I wasn’t as invested in the romantic subplot involving Paul Mescal (Aftersun) but will acknowledge its value to the film as a whole.

There are small lulls in places (you want to see the narrative move quicker) but All of Us Strangers still takes on a worthy, reflective journey.

Directed by: George Clooney
Written by: Mark L. Smith
Starring: Callum Turner, Joel Edgerton, Jack Mulhern, Luke Slattery, Sam Strike, Alec Newman
Released: January 4, 2024
Grade: B+

The Boys in the Boat

There are so many wonderful stories throughout history which have been largely forgotten due to the passage of time.  All it takes is a spark of inspiration to bring them back into the public’s mind.  I had those thoughts two decades ago on reading the 1999 novel Seabiscuit: An American Legend which later became an Oscar-nominated movie.  The work of author Laura Hillenbrand ensured the rags-to-riches story of the much-loved American racehorse would be enjoyed and remembered for many generations to come.

There’s a nice parallel with The Boys in the Boat, the latest directorial outing of George Clooney (Good Night, and Good Luck).  It too is based on a non-fiction book, authored by Daniel James Brown and first published in 2013, which focuses on an inspiring, much-forgotten sporting achievement.  The period of history also aligns!  The film’s climax takes place on 14 August 1936 at the Summer Olympics in Berlin – the same month Seabiscuit was purchased by entrepreneur Charles Howard at Saratoga Race Course back in New York City.

If you’re new to the tale, and a lot of people will be, The Boys in the Boat follows an athletic group of students from the University of Washington chosen for the men’s eight rowing team.  Selection came with free food and accommodation – a lucrative benefit given this was the middle of Great Depression and some could barely afford to eat.  Given little chance, they overcame huge adversity in defeating the more fancied crews across the United States and earning the right to compete at the Berlin Olympic Games.

I’ll concede screenwriter Mark L. Smith’s (The Revenant) handling of the material is as formulaic as it gets.  There are training montages, token love interests, moments of self-doubt, and folks sitting around radios listening to races.  It’s the sort of stuff you’d expect from a sporting movie.  The inclusion of Jesse Owens and Adolf Hitler adds nothing (it’s a distraction more than anything) and the script is only scratching the surface with a handful of subplots (like the fractured relationship with a rower and his father).

Still, the film works because of the energy and emotion generated by the three big rowing races.  My eyes were moist.  It’s hard not to be caught up in the moment as the camera closes in on the boat and we listen intently to the sights and sounds.  The cast are terrific with emphasis on two individuals who get more screentime – Callum Turner (Fantastic Beasts) as a determined rower and Luke Slattery (New Amsterdam) as a cheeky coxswain.  Australian Joel Edgerton (The Gift) blends toughness, compassion, and vulnerability with his worthy portrayal as the team coach.

The Boys in the Boat has its limitations but as the story is so damn good, it’s a movie you need to see.

You can read by chat with star Joel Edgerton by clicking here.

Directed by: Samantha Jayne, Arturo Perez Jr
Written by: Tina Fey
Starring: Angourie Rice, Reneé Rapp, Auliʻi Cravalho, Christopher Briney, Jacquel Spivey, Tina Fey
Released: January 11, 2024
Grade: B-

Mean Girls

In the same way that Hollywood is addicted to sequels, reboots and franchises, Broadway in New York City has always been attracted to musicals based off movies.  I could list dozens of examples but Tony Award winners over the past two decades have included Billy Elliot the Musical, Once, Kinky Boots, The Band’s Visit, and Moulin Rouge!  Ironically, Hollywood then steps back in to convert the more successful stage musicals into… a rebooted movie (insert sarcastic gasp)!  Australian cinemagoers will be treated to two this month – Mean Girls releases on January 11 with The Colour Purple to follow on January 25.

While live stage shows are as popular as they’ve ever been (Broadway ticket sales for 2022-23 were $1.6 billion), there’s a widely held industry view that film musicals are off-putting to a sizeable portion of the public.  It’s why trailers for movies like Wonka and Mean Girls downplay the songs and focus more on the narrative and dialogue.  I have several friends who thought this was a straight-up remake of the 2004 flick as opposed to a freshened musical.

Screenwriter Tina Fey aims of the best of both worlds with the script here.  Roughly half of the songs have been ditched so the film can be done and dusted inside of two hours.  Those songs which survived the cut are the catchier, more popular ones with an emphasis on “World Burn”, “Someone Gets Hurt”, and “Sexy”.  It’s also worth noting Fey knows the material as well as anyone having authored the 2004 screenplay (drawing from Rosalind Wiseman’s novel) and the 2018 stage musical.  She’s also reprising her supporting role as the chatty maths teacher Ms Norbury.

The storyline will be known to those familiar with the original movie.  Cady attends high school for the first time in her life (she was homeschooled previously), befriends a group of pretentious girls, falls in love with a cute guy, makes a bunch of mistakes, and learns some valuable lessons.  Australian Angourie Rice (The Nice Guy) takes on the lead role but, if looking for a standout performance, I’d focus on Tony nominee Jacquel Spivey (A Strange Loop) as a proudly gay student she meets on her first day.

The energy generated from the live show doesn’t quite come through in this film.  Several musical numbers lack punch, and the direction of Samantha Jayne and Arturo Perez Jr is rudimentary.  It lacks the visual “wow factor” we’ve seen in the likes of La La Land and In the Heights – two great movie musicals from the past decade.  A few jokes will get you chuckling but, in sticking so rigidly to the 2004 film, surprises are limited.

If there’s one thing that’s certain… it’s that Mean Girls is better than Mean Girls.

Directed by: Michael Mann
Written by: Troy Kennedy Martin
Starring: Adam Driver, Penélope Cruz, Shailene Woodley, Patrick Dempsey, Jack O’Connell, Gabriel Leone
Released: January 4, 2024
Grade: B-

Ferrari

The films aren’t connected but this new outing from director Michael Mann (Heat, The Insider) serves as an appropriate prequel to James Mangold’s 2019 Oscar-nominated release, Ford v Ferrari.  Mangold’s film was set in the first half of the 1960s and centred on the financially strapped Ford Motor Company as they tried to defeat Ferrari at the famous Le Mans race.  Mann’s film is set in 1957 and looks at how Ferrari, struggling themselves at the time, first garnered the upper ascendancy.

Drawing from the 1991 non-fiction book of acclaimed racing writer Brock Yates, the movie is centred on company founder Enzo Ferrari (Driver) and balances up his rocky life, both on and off the racetrack.  It wasn’t a great time for the business as sales were stagnant and bankruptcy was looming.  Following the mantra of “win on Sunday, sell cars on Monday”, his sights were set on winning the prestigious Mille Miglia 24-hour race which would boost the brand and the bottom line.

The racing scenes aren’t too bad (dangerous, old-school cars) but the film is more interested in exploring Enzo’s tumultuous personal life.  His marriage to Laura (Cruz) was on the wane and she was looking for a lucrative cash settlement before agreeing to any formal separation.  At the same time, Enzo was in a long-term relationship with another woman (Woodley) with whom he had fathered an illegitimate child.  They were taken care of via secret, off-the-record payments through the company.

They’re different films with different approaches but I didn’t feel the same passion and engagement here as I did for Ford v Ferrari.  Adam Driver (Marriage Story) gives it his best shot as the stoic Enzo but he’s a bit of a dullard and it’s hard to appreciate the reasons for his success.  Penélope Cruz (Vicky Cristina Barcelona) has more to offer as the semi-deranged wife.  She feels over-the-top at times but I love the way she uses her power, and she has plenty of it, to maximum effect.

I’m a fan of Michael Mann (The Insider is a masterpiece) but wrestled with his artistic choices here.  There’s a sequence at an opera house which tries to provide backstory, but it comes across as awkward and distracting.  When it comes to the big racing climax, a brief introductory scene involving a random family (it takes place in a kitchen) is contrived, gratuitous and unnecessary.  It’s the sort of stuff that belongs in a B-grade action flick.

I’ll do some more reading about Enzo Ferrari… but that’s because this film only tweaks the curiosity instead of fully satisfying it.

Directed by: Alexander Payne
Written by: David Hemingson
Starring: Paul Giamatti, Da’Vine Joy Randolph, Dominic Sessa
Released: January 11, 2024
Grade: A

The Holdovers

Born in 1961, director Alexander Payne developed a passion for cinema growing up in the 1970s that shaped his career.  The two-time Oscar winner (Sideways, The Descendants) has made some wonderful films over the past three decades – Election remains one of the greatest dark comedies every made – but his latest outing, The Holdovers, represents a pivot.  It’s Payne’s first period piece flick and, by giving it the look and feel of a movie made in the 1970s (right the from the opening titles), it pays homage to the style of filmmaking he relished as a teenager.

It’s framed as a three-hander with each actor fitting beautifully into their respective characters.  Paul Giamatti (Cinderella Man) is Professor Paul Hunham, a booze- loving, tenured teacher in ancient civilisations at a boarding school in New England.  He’s reminiscent of the lead in the Terrence Rattigan play The Browning Version in that he’s a disrespected, washed-up figure.  Students don’t like him because of his heavy workloads and tough marking, while staff see him an unhelpful, outdated academic who sticks too rigidly to old-school rules.

Tony Award nominee Da’Vine Joy Randolph (Ghost) is Mary Lamb, the no-nonsense head cook in the school’s cafeteria whose son was killed during the year while serving in Vietnam.  Largely keeping to herself, she’s still struggling to process the grief and figure out her next steps in life.  The final member of the trio is newcomer Dominic Sessa who plays Angus Tully, an intelligent but socially awkward student.  He has a knack for rubbing people up the wrong way, particularly his classmates, and has family issues back home.

In using an age-old cinematic technique, screenwriter David Hemingston crafts a way to bring these three “broken” people together and, in spending time together, they find comfort and humour.  The school shuts down for the snow-filled Christmas holidays but, given Angus has no immediate family to return to, Professor Hunham is tasked with the role of caregiver.  They shack up in the infirmary (the only building with heat) while Mary provides their daily meals from whatever is left in the industrial refrigerators.

There’s so much to like about The Holdovers.  In terms of Payne’s direction, I adored the grainy look, the long fade-outs, the slow camera zooms, and the soothing melodies of the soundtrack.  Hemingson’s script is a cracker!  Humour is generated from the stinging barbs (“at least pretend to be a good person”), well-written one-liners, and expressive faces.  These are countered by dramatic shifts as characters open up about their past and we finally see behind their prickly exteriors.

Filled with an array of memorable scenes, The Holdovers is an exquisitely told tale.