Le Quattro Volte

2011 in Movies: biggest disappointments

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LE QUATTRO VOLTE

1.  I haven’t seen Killer Joe, Restless and Tyrannosaur becuase they haven’t been released where I live.  And I haven’t seen Oslo August 3, The Kid on the Bike, Paul Williams Still Alive, Natural Selection, Polisse and Little White Lies because – as far as I know – they haven’t yet been released in the US.  You can read descriptions and watch trailers of these films as Movies I’m Looking Forward To.

 

2.  Meek’s Cutoff is an unfortunate misfire by the excellent director Kelly Reichardt (Old Joy, Wendy and Lucy).

 

3.  Le Quattro Volte is supposed to be a lyrical contemplation on the Circle of Life, but you’ll find yourself checking your watch during the interminable hacking of an aged goatherd.  If the geezer had taken Robitussin DM, there would be no story at all.

 

4.  The bewildering, pompous mess that is The Tree of Life .  It does contain a fine 90-minute family drama about a boy growing up in 1950s Waco (a superb Hunter McCracken) and the friction with his caring but brutishly domineering father (Brad Pitt). Unfortunately, there is another 60 minutes in the movie.

That additional 60 minutes is a self-important muddle that tries to lift the story to an exploration of life itself – from creation through afterlife. There are beautiful shots of clouds and waterfalls, with unintelligible whisperings from cast members. There are Bible verses, the Big Bang and dinosaurs (yes, dinosaurs). And, in case you don’t get how seriously the movie takes itself, there is an overbearingly pretentious score.

 

5. The Hangover Part II.  I really enjoyed The Hangover, but the sequel was just lame.

 

6.  Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives is by no means a bad film, but I expected more from the winner of the Palm d’Or.

 

7.  David Gordon Green, director of All the Real Girls, Undertow, Snow Angels and Pineapple Express, showed up this year with The Sitter.  Say it ain’t so, Dave.

 

8.  HBO’s take on the financial meltdown, Too Big To Fail, failed in spite of an excellent cast.  It wasn’t nearly as good as last year’s great documentary Inside Job or this year’s fictional Margin Call.

 

9.  James Franco co-hosting the Academy Awards.  Lay off the weed, Jimmy!

 

10.  After watching the jaw droppingly awful trailer, I was hoping that Nicholas Cage’s Season of the Witch would be deliciously and entertainingly laugh out loud bad. But it was just bad.

 

2011 in Movies: most fun at the movies

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Brendan Gleeson in THE GUARD

 

1.  Seeing The Guard with the Wife.  We howled.

2.  My mad dash with my friend Kiefer to see five movies in 42 hours – in five theaters in four cities.  It’s described in The Movie Gourmet hits the all-you-can-eat buffet.

3.  A solo sprint to see five movies in 44 hours – in three theaters in two cities:  Another five movie weekend for the Movie Gourmet.

4.  I didn’t see this as a highpoint at the time, but it was FAILING to get a rush ticket at the SFIF for Le Quattro Volte.  In retrospect, this delayed being subjected to the coughing goatherd for a precious three-and-a-half months.

5.  Listening to writer/director Kyle Smith tell my film club about the making of Turkey Bowl.

6.  Finding the 1980 Werner Herzog documentary God’s Angry Man on a Dr. Gene Scott fan site.

7.  Attending a preview of Cars 2 at the Pixar studio.

Le Quattro Volte: that Italian goatherd movie you’ve been demanding

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In the first 30 minutes of Le Quattro Volte, a septuagenarian goatherd struggles up and down a Calabrian mountain with his goats, hacking away with a worsening old man cough.  Up and down go the goats.  Cough, cough goes the old man.

Then, suddenly (and I mean suddenly), a baby goat is born.  It is licked by its mother.  It hangs out with other young goats.  It walks off with the herd.

Then, a tall tree on the mountain is cut down by the villagers and erected in the village for a festival.  After the festival, it is taken down and cut up.

The logs are added to a woodpile that we see constructed in the traditional way, and charcoal is made.  Then the movie ends.

I understand that Le Quattro Volte is supposed to be a lyrical contemplation on the Circle of Life.  Indeed, I really tried to give myself to this movie, to settle in and absorb its rhythm.  But the stories are not compelling enough.  When I saw the movie at an afternoon show, audience members were falling asleep.  My mind was wandering.

Le Quattro Volte has received very high praise from some of the most respected movie critics, who found it mesmerizing.  It also won the Best European Film award at Cannes, causing another theater patron at my screening to ask “Who voted?”.  It’s an art movie with the art, but no movie.

 

 

The Movie Gourmet hits the all-you-can-eat buffet

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It was a perfect storm.  Lots of important movies were opening where I live.  The Wife was out-of-town.  And my buddy Kiefer was game to join me.  It was time for the all-you-can-eat buffet of movie-going – five movies in 48 hours!

We started on Friday night by catching Super 8 at San Jose’s Camera 12.  We were both impressed with authenticity of the coming of age story embedded in the sci-fi thriller.  Good start!

Saturday morning, we drove to San Francisco’s Embarcadero Center Cinema for the noon show of Beginners.   Home run!  We both loved this smart and original comedy by Mike Mills.  Christopher Plummer will certainly get an Oscar nod.  I rated it as one of the year’s best.

We jumped in a cab to make the 2:30 show of Le Quattro Volte at the Lumiere.  The cabbie knows most of the San Francisco Giants – and even two of their moms; he keeps a box of baseballs in the front seat for autographs.

We settled in for Le Quattro, the Italian goatherd movie and a critical fave.  An aged goatherd moves his goats up and down a hill, coughing as he goes.  The next day, he does the same, only coughing more. Suddenly, a young goat is born, starts to grow up and gets lost.  Here’s where Kiefer fell asleep.  Then the villagers cut down a tall tree for a festival.  After the festival, it is added to a pile of wood that becomes charcoal.  I get that it is intended to comment on The Circle of Life, but I found it less a tranquil and profound reflection than an eye-glazing bore.  After the screening, other patrons were asking who voted this Best of Europe?

Okay – back to the Embarcadero for an early dinner at San Francisco’s oldest restaurant The Tadich Grill.  Cioppino still awesome!

Now we needed to drive back to San Jose for the 7:15 PM show of The Tree of Life.  We got stuck in San Francisco Giants traffic, and we’d never make it to San Jose in time.  Never fear, some Blackberry surfing in the car revealed a 7:15 show in Palo Alto that we COULD make.

So we got to the Palo Alto Square CineArts in time for The Tree of Life.  This screening was packed.  We were both stunned, and most of the crowd stumbled out mumbling something like “What the hell was THAT?”.  Kiefer and I were laughing – even after we had mentally cut out all of the Sean Penn scenes, we were still trying to figure out whether Tree of Life was worse than the Italian goatherd movie.

Sunday morning, we have breakfast and amble into my 10:30 AM Camera Cinema Club at The Camera 7 in Campbell.  This month’s Club selection was Turkey Bowl, a delightful indie comedy set in a group of friends’ annual touch football game.  It is a mere 62 minutes, but loaded with laughs.  After the screening, we heard writer-director Kyle Smith tell how he financed the film with $25,000 that he earned from a reality TV show, and shot it over ten days in an East LA city park.

So, all-in-all, we had a very rich film experience sampling indies, art films, a mini-blockbuster, foreign cinema, the most accessible movies and the most obtuse.  Doesn’t get any better.