NIGHTMARE ALLEY: enough burning ambition for a thousand carnies

Photo caption: Bradley Cooper and Cate Blanchett in NIGHTMARE ALLEY. Courtesy of Searchlight Pictures.

Nightmare Alley is Guillermo del Toro’s absorbing remake of the 1947 film noir classic, a cautionary fable of overreaching. Del Toro has deepened the minor characters, creating a showcase for many of our finest film actors.

It’s just before WW II and a drifter named Stan Carlisle (Bradley Cooper) is desperate enough to take a menial job in a transient carnival. In the first scene, we learn that Stan is lethally dangerous; he also has movie star good looks, a gift of charm and enough burning ambition for a thousand carnies.

Stan befriends (and beds) the world-weary Zeena (Toni Collette), who stars in a mind-reading act. Zeena is married to Pete (David Straithairn), a master of clairvoyance acts, whose alcoholism has dropped him from vaudeville stardom to this gutter-level carnival. Stan ingratiates himself with Pete and steals Pete’s notebook of secret codes. Armed with Pete’s secret system, Stan seduces the good-hearted and pretty, young Molly (Rooney Mara), and the two head off to launch a new nightclub act in the Big Time.

Stan and Molly achieve great success and encounter Lilith, who has her own phony psychologist racket. Stan sees an opportunity for even greater riches by fleecing the rich – pretending to communicate with their dead loved ones. Pete had warned Stan against “the spook business”, and Molly has moral objections. But Stan sees Lilith as an equally ruthless and amoral partner, and he proceeds with his scheme. Will he succeed? (Hint – this is a film noir.)

Bradley is very good as Stan, a guy who will do anything to win, and who is intolerable when he gets to the top. Blanchett is superb as the sleek and cynical Lilith. Willem Dafoe is perfect as Clem, the carnival boss; Clem’s pay-by-play description of geek recruitment is one of the best scenes this year.

Del Toro wrote the screenplay with his wife Kim Morgan who is also (YAY!) a longstanding movie blogger (Sunset Gun). The source material for both movies was the William Lindsay Gresham novel. Gresham had a buddy in the – Spanish Civil War who was a carnie abd fascinated Gresham with his tales of the carnie life.

The 1947 original runs one hour and fifty minutes. With my strong bias against overlong films, I was initially skeptical of the 2021 version’s two hours, thirty minutes running time. But del Toro and Morgan invest the extra forty minutes into enriching the minor roles played by Straithairn and Dafoe, and other fine character actors: Ron Perlman, Mary Steenbergen, Richard Jenkins, Tim Blake Nelson, Jim Beaver and Holt McCallany (Mindhunters).

Willem Dafoe in NIGHTMARE ALLEY. Courtesy of Searchlight Pictures.

I recently rewatched the original 1947 Nightmare Alley, and it still stands up. I’m not usually a fan of Tyrone Power, but I’ll admit that he’s perfect as Stan, and his work at the end, when Stan is on the skids, is heartbreaking. Joan Blondell is excellent as Zeena, and Colleen Gray is compellingly adorable as Molly. Helen Walker’s turn as Lilith is brilliant, and it’s a shame that an auto accident scandal derailed her career. Ian Keith, a stage actor with very few memorable screen appearances, delivered a touching performance as Pete (in far less screen time than Straithairn gets).

Tamara Deverell should win the 2022 Academy Award for production design; she deserves it for Lilith’s art deco office suite alone, never mind for creating the extraordinary world of the carnivals.

Nightmare Alley is the first film i”ve seen with geek credits: Paul Anderson as Geek #1 and Jesse Buck as Geek #2. I also stayed to the end to see no animals were harmed – bad things happen to chickens, so the CGI effects in Nightmare Alley are pretty cluckin’ effective.

The final line is one of the all-time best. Nightmare Alley is one of the Best Movies of 2021, and is currently in theaters.

A STAR IS BORN: Bradley Cooper’s triumph

Bradley Cooper and Lady Gaga in A STAR IS BORN

Don’t bring a hankie when you see A Star Is Born – bring a whole friggin’ box of Kleenex.

Actor Bradley Cooper directs this fourth movie version of A Star Is Born, and the story is essentially the same.  A celebrity artist struggles with addiction, enough to have his career teetering on the downward arc.  He befriends and mentors a young artist. They become a couple. Then her career skyrockets. Will their relationship last? Will he drag her down? Can she save him? In this version, Cooper himself plays the alcoholic rock star Jackson and Lady Gaga plays the unknown singer-songwriter Ally.

It’s a remarkably effective drama, with plenty of laughs and affecting romance. I’m not quite sure whether A Star Is Born is technically a melodrama or a tragedy, but I know that it’s a wonderful movie.

Bradley Cooper and Lady Gaga in A STAR IS BORN

The key to this triumph is that it’s the creation of director Bradley Cooper, who could be well on his way to a Clint Eastwood career as both a movie star and an important filmmaker. Cooper masterfully modulates the pathos, injecting just enough humor to leaven the tragedy. But here’s the marker of artistic genius: there 7.6 billion people alive on this planet and EXACTLY ONE of them thought of remaking A Star Is Born with Lady Gaga.

Lady Gaga turns out to be a fine movie actress and perfect for the role of Ally. In this film, she’s funny, spunky, sassy, passionate, vulnerable, grieving and an overall force of nature; and when she sings – look out.

As an actor, Cooper is always appealing. Here, he’s especially good – acting only with his eyes – when he receives a harsh appraisal of his effect on Ally’s career. The wonderful Sam Elliott plays Jackson’s brother, and Cooper intentionally lowered his voice to the Sam Elliott (and Bruce Bochy) level. Rafi Gavron is especially effective as an icy, slick and ruthless Svengali. Andrew Dice Clay, Anthony Ramos and Dave Chappelle are all very good in supporting roles.

A Star Is Born is a Must See and one of 2018’s best movies.

MURDER ON THE ORIENT EXPRESS: moderately entertaining lark

Kenneth Branagh in MURDER ON THE ORIENT EXPRESS

Although I love mysteries, I have never warmed to Agatha Christie’s fictional detective Hercule Poirot.  In this year’s remake of Murder on the Orient Express, Kenneth Branagh actually made Poirot marginally appealing to me.  Branagh, who also directed, brings to the role a more explicit OCD diagnosis and a mustache that has its own architecture.

It’s the same plot as in the 1970s version – as the increasingly more improbable coincidences pile up, it becomes clear that they may not be coincidences at all.  And this year’s Murder on the Orient Express is also star-studded, with fine performances from Michelle Pfeiffer, Willem Dafoe, Judy Dench, Olivia Colman, Penelope Cruz, Derek Jacobi and Johnny Depp, who can pull off a pencil thin mustache better than anyone in the last 60 years.

Murder on the Orient Express begins with a spectacular overhead shot of the Wailing Wall and concludes with an amusing Last Supper tableau (see M*A*S*H*).  It’s moderately entertaining, at its best when it acknowledges that it’s just a lark.

Michele Pfeiffer in MURDER ON THE ORIENT EXPRESS

Cinequest: Unforgiven

Unforgiven
Unforgiven is the Japanese remake of Clint Eastwood’s Oscar-winning Unforgiven, starring Ken Watanabe (Inception, The Last Samurai, Letters from Iwo Jima).   Since Clint’s career was boosted by a remake of Yojimbo (A Fistful of Dollars), it’s fitting that his Unforgiven is remade as a samurai (technically a post-samurai) film.  [Remarkably, it’s been 22 years since Clint’s Unforgiven – a powerful comment on both violence and movie violence.]

This Unforgiven is set in remote northern Japan beginning in 1869, as the samurai of the defeated Shogun are hunted down by the new government.  We all know the story – a prostitute is disfigured, and her peers hire some retired killers to kill the perps.  One of old vets is Jubee (Watanabe) the once invincible action hero who is now defeated and still reeling from personal loss (Eastwood’s Bill Munney in the 1992 film). When a younger man is troubled by his first kill, Jubee advises, “Drink until you forget. You’ll remember later”. His conscience remains tortured by an unpardonable atrocity that he committed during his fighting days.

Some of the vistas are so grand that they remind me of Kurosawa’s Ran and Kagemusha.  Director Sang-il Lee’s version is more beautiful, funnier and more crisply-paced than Eastwood’s original.  But Eastwood’s was more profound – and the comment on violence was more accessible.  In both versions, there’s a ruthless and despicable villain to be dispatched. The killing is unadorned and very, very personal.

Ken Watanabe is always good, and here he channels Clint to produce a character worn down and defeated by tragedy, but still plenty dangerous.  In perhaps an even better performance, Akira Emoto plays his comrade Kingo (the Morgan Fairchild role).

It’s pretty ambitious to remake a movie that won the Academy Award for Best Picture.  Unforgiven passes the test.  It’s a damn fine movie.