Showing posts with label heroes and heroines. Show all posts
Showing posts with label heroes and heroines. Show all posts

Sunday, 14 March 2010

Serge Gainsbourg -- 'Vie Héroïque'

My love for Serge Gainsbourg has been pretty well-documented on the internet so far; since 2006 it's pretty much been SergeSergeSerge all over, but I can't help but love and admire the man. I'd been waiting for Vie Héroïque since May 2008, and I was finally able to catch it this morning and it did not disappoint in the slightest.


Gainsbourg was a very complex figure and writer-director Joann Sfar did a great job of trying to bring all those nuances to the screen. Originally a comic book writer, Joann Sfar did quite an amazing job bringing all sorts of different media to the screen. Puppets, cartoons, they all help bring Gainsbourg's character to life in a way that few biopics do.


With all of his famous relationships with gorgeous women, Vie Héroïque could easily have turned into a complete raunchfest, but luckily it doesn't (Serge was rather "pudique", after all). Brigitte, Jane and Bambou are put on little pedestals, just like Serge put them on pedestals. As far as I could tell, the whole film was very much in Serge's spirit; the puppets and cartoons would have been misplaced in any other biopic, but since Gainsbourg often talked of himself (or parts of his personality) in third person (Gainsbarre was his mischievous alter ego), it only helps to accentuate his character.




Sfar did a good job on the script, going from Gainsbourg just before the Second World War started to Gainsbourg at the end of the 1980s, handling all the major events, but I found it contained a few too many "warnings"; whenever something big was going to happen (writing for France Gall, writing 'Je T'Aime..', meeting Jane) the scene before holds a few too many hints as to what's going to happen. Maybe it's less annoying when you're not a complete nut and haven't read all kinds of biographies on him, though.


Eric Elmosnino is otherworldly as Serge; give that man a César already! To play someone as a stumbling 20-something, to an artist at the top of his game, to a man completely ravaged by alcohol and cigarettes without it ever becoming a caricature, it's amazing. When you watch interviews with Gainsbourg, you immediately notice his little physical quirks; the way he holds his head and the particular gestures he makes with his hands -- Elmosnino incorporates it all into his performance without it coming off unnatural.

Friday, 12 February 2010

Happy Birthday, Abie Baby

So, I have a totally thing about American Presidents; from their living room curtains to the effect they have on the rest of the world, I find them fascinating. I don't know he first thing about politics, but I like reading up on them on Wikipedia and learning more about America through the years.

One of my favourites (or: one of the presidents I most admire) is Abraham Lincoln. Not only did he cause major change in America, he was he first president I really knew about (through an episode of 'The Simpsons', no less!). I admire what he did and appreciate all the bad puns on his name, especially the one from Wayne's World: "If she were a president she would be Baberaham Lincoln."





Anyways, this post was just an excuse to post this video:



Happy Birthday, Abie Baby.

Wednesday, 28 October 2009

Autumn = Rock Hudson, Rock Hudson = Autumn

Autumn is by far my favourite season. While I love Christmas, that moment when the leaves start changing colours is without a doubt my favourite time of the year. As soon as it gets cold enough, I like to pile on the blankets and bury myself underneath them and watch endless Rock Hudson movies.

Though I have a long list of mandatory autumn viewing, my boxset of Douglas Sirk's movies is at the top of that list. His searing scores, post-war kitchen design and see-it-coming-from-afar plot "twists" just make my heart swell up. A cup of tea, my cat Elliot purring along and Rock Hudson's beautiful booming voice.. it's heaven.

Even though I do enjoy his films with Doris Day (how can you not?!), and he had a natural charm to him that most movie stars of today can only envy, to me Hudson was at his most appealing in All That Heaven Allows. Possibly the most gentle-hearted character ever to appear on screen -- a bit dull but you can't help thinking and hoping he was really like that.



Friday, 7 August 2009

R.I.P. John Hughes

Talk about creepy timing. On Tuesday I received a parcel from my great friend Katie which included this wonderful book and then about thirty minutes ago, during one of my many daily visits to the Internet Movie Database, I found out John Hughes died today. While it doesn't stir up as many immediate emotions as Heath Ledger's death or Michael Jackson's does, it does feel like the end of an era.

Even though I was born in 1986, by which time most of Hughes' films had come out already, his films (the ones he either directed or wrote) were a big part of my teenage years. From the age of 13 onwards, I submerged myself in 1980s pop culture. Duran Duran records, 80s teen films, suicide sodas and endless episodes of 'The Wonder Years' (okay, that doesn't really count as it started in 1989). It felt like double escapism, not only was I escaping my daily life through movies, I was travelling in time -- two for the price of one.

Deciding on what is my favourite John Hughes movie is near impossible. His sensitivity, excellent choice of soundtrack, great dialogue and inspired casting choices made his films unparalleled. I still don't know what caused him to pretty much vanish off the face of the earth after 'Uncle Buck', but John Hughes is immortal to anyone who loves 1980s films.. come to think of it, I'd go as far as to say that John Hughes is immortal to anyone who didn't really enjoy being a teenager.

While his sentimentality got the best of him at times, there was always this sense of victory for the underdog characters; Samantha got to kiss Jake, Brian and Allison realised they were better off without the pressures of popularity and Andie and Blane ("that's a major appliance, that's not a name!") got together.. and Duckie got his Duckette in the form of Kristy Swanson. It was win-win all 'round.

While there are worse things on earth than being a teenager, John Hughes' message that things could only get better as you got older (or as you got past being a teenager!) definitely rang true for me. For this great life lesson, I salute you, dear John Hughes.




Edit: Many great tributes have been posted in the last 24 hours, here are links to some of my favourites:

20 Reasons Why John Hughes Rocked the 80s
Ben Stein ("something-d-o-o economics") remembers John Hughes
John Hughes: the Soundtrack to a Generation
Video Retrospective: Top 10 Movie Moments
A tribute to John Hughes From the Desk of a Neo-Maxi-Zoom-Dweebie

Monday, 6 July 2009

Happy Birthday, Jennifer Saunders

If you asked me, "quick, Vanina, who is the funniest person on the planet", I'd answer - without hesitation - Jennifer Saunders.

Her mix of great wit, physical humour and a great observational eye make her my absolute favourite. I suppose when, looking at Wikipedia's "comedic genres", I prefer sketch-based comedy to stand-up and her ability to pack so many great observations (on politics, fashion, pop culture, etc) into such a short time both amaze me and make me laugh so hard the neighbours hear. Like a really great pop album, most 'Absolutely Fabulous' episodes still have something new to pick up on even after the 20th viewing.

She's at her best in 'Ab Fab''s series four; it's like, after the five year wait between 'The Last Shout' and series four, Saunders was bursting with ideas. The season opener, 'Parralox', explodes from the screen and sums up every pop cultural obsession of the previous five years. "Stop clearing it up darling, I'm trying to Jamie Oliver it up a bit, y'know, 'Havin' me mates around, burnt pork chops, fresh 'erbs, fresh 'erbs'".


Though the last series of 'French & Saunders' felt a bit dire, I am lusting after this DVD boxset of their collected television series. This is why:


And just a clip to remind us why Eddie Monsoon is everyone's favourite perpettually-drunk-fashion-victim:



Happy Birthday, Jennifer. Oh, if you're reading, please consider writing an autobiography like Dawn did? I'll take a couple of copies off your hands, promise.