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Set in the mid-1980’s, Precious is a searing drama rooted in graphic depictions of a life doomed to remain at the wrong end of the socio-economic ladder. Claireece ‘Precious’ Jones (Gabourey Sidibe) is an illiterate, overweight 16 year-old black girl trapped in the suburban ghetto hell of New York’s mean streets. Already burdened by an imposing, attention-grabbing physicality that regularly draws derision from all sides, Precious endures much greater suffering at the hands of her poisonous, welfare-dependant mother Mary (Mo’Nique), a monstrous figure who constantly rains verbal and physical abuse down upon her. Precious seems like a figure of doom, her trauma having begun before she was even aware of her own consciousness. Systematically raped by a now-deceased father who was responsible for her unwanted first child, Precious is now pregnant by him again, a fact that provokes a twisted, insane jealousy from her mother.


From a vocational viewpoint, Precious’ outlook couldn’t be more dire until a teacher, genuinely concerned by her situation, suggests an alternative path. Though the notion of any form of schooling is considered senseless to her mother, Precious reluctantly signs up at a remedial school. It’s here that a glimmer of hope is extracted from the morass of her plight when the kindly Ms. Rain (Paula Patton) enters the frame. Used to working with troubled kids with equally demoralising social problems, Ms. Rain provides genuine hope for a life that needn’t always be undervalued and consigned to the garbage in the way Precious’ mother would prefer, clinging to government handouts to survive. Precious and the small group of young women in her class slowly form a bond after sessions aimed at laying bare their vulnerabilities and dreams for a better life. Slowly she evolves and though in small steps, Precious reluctantly allows others to show her what love and taking control of your own destiny really mean.


Despite the strong impression it makes initially, director Lee Daniels’ film isn’t an entirely successful adaptation of Sapphire’s book. It reveals an often uncomfortable mix of grim naturalism - with its confronting domestic abuse, painting Precious’ home life as something akin to a prison sentence - and wild, outrageous fantasy that often disturbs the narrative flow. In these gaudy, over-stylised inserts, Precious momentarily slips into fanciful daydreams of herself as an adored star, awash in the glittery glow of spotlights and flashing cameras, traipsing down red carpets whilst the masses clamor for her attention. These jarring, interspersed images are like a defense mechanism, her mind erecting fleeting, illusory barriers to fend off prickly real-life situations. They’re also symptomatic of the film’s most glaring deficiency in the unevenness of its tone; it seems to gradually lose focus as it progresses, the screenplay becoming a little too loose and undisciplined. Scenes of the students interacting in class are a good case in point; though necessary to lighten the tone, they come off as frivolous and extraneous after a while.

The strength of the performances elicited by Daniels helps the film immeasurably however. Sidibe, in her screen debut, turns the downtrodden Precious into a dignified, highly sympathetic protagonist, so beaten down by circumstance she seemingly has no right to get back up. Comedienne Mo’Nique is a revelation as the caustic, grotesque Mary in what is surely one of the nastiest maternal portraits ever committed to film. The bile she spews, and justification she cites for her treatment of Precious in what is a bravura final scene for her, is summoned from a very dark place within.

The luminescent Patton is a breath of fresh air as the strong-willed Ms. Rain who provides to first positive link to a future Precious can look forward to, whilst a deglamourised Mariah Carey makes convincing use of her limited scenes as a social worker also mindful of a need to intervene in Precious’ life and arrest her downward spiral.

There are no easy solutions for a predicament as calamitous as this young woman’s, and it takes a delicate touch to avoid a resolution that’s mawkish, effectively undercutting the plausible momentum created. Despite becoming an unfortunate by-product of her mother’s neglect in the wake of the molestation she first suffered as a baby, Precious’ story is ultimately one of dignity preserved in the face of treacherous, blind indifference, even to ties of blood. Despite the film’s glaring shortcomings, including a lack of subtlety, its most hopeful message of a spirit that refuses to assent to unjust forces, both social and biological, comes through loud and clear, assuring a measure of real credibility.
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Another worthy addition to the list of true stories emerging from WW2, Robert Guediguian’s latest, The Army of Crime, relates the ardent endeavours of an assortment of men and women from a diversity of backgrounds merging as part of the French Resistance. The glue that holds the narrative together is its remarkable authenticity; there’s no attempt to exaggerate or even stylise this staunch fightback against German occupation. From the various strands of its introductory first act, the more intimate stories of the main players begin to coalesce. It takes a while for Guediguian’s silent heroes to emerge but at a certain point the film becomes reasonably compelling, not only for its glimpse into history but for its depiction of the 'dark night of the soul' that good men must endure to preserve their ideals of humanity and equality.

Exiled Armenian poet Missak Manouchian (Simon Akbarian) takes on a central leadership role, meticulously organising a wave of attacks that gradually increases in intensity and ambition. His wife Melinee (Virginie Ledoyen) aids the organisation’s subterfuge at every step, but there are others with like-minded notions of revolution swirling in their heads – and all with an abiding concern for the direction of their adopted homeland. Marcel (Robinson Stevenin), a Polish Jew, and Thomas (Gregoire Leprince-Ringuet), a Hungarian Jew, become especially important figures. From modest beginnings their efforts begin to shape the increasingly frustrated attempts by the authorities to isolate and quash them.

I admit to struggling through the early stages of The Army of Crime. There are a stack of characters introduced, requiring patience and full concentration to keep track of them all. But ultimately I found myself both deeply troubled and moved by it, especially the story of Missak and his wife. There’s no glossy sheen in Guediguian’s design to qualify this couple’s love for one another; it’s represented by simple gestures, and never feels overdone.

The film also avoids resorting to melodrama or lazy sentimentalism to accentuate the horror taking place against the backdrop of the Resistance and its gradual evolvement from out of the shadows; these men believed resolutely in fighting for their cause and it could even be argued that Guediguian recreates the whole era a little too matter-of-factly. It’s a hard line to stand astride without tipping over one way or the other but I think the aesthetic choices give the film real credibility in the end. The effect of Alexander Desplat’s evocative, respectful score is keenly felt too and it’s very well spotted, never overcrowding scenes best left alone.

There’s a commendable moral ambiguity about the film too; there’s no sharp delineation of right and wrong which ensures it becomes a complex, fascinating clash of ideologies and moral certitude. Akbarian is the real trump card here, revealing himself as a commanding presence; there’s conviction in every word he speaks. The secondary figures are just as good however, adding immeasurably to our immersion in this dark chapter of history.


Simon Akbarian (centre) as Missak Manouchian



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A classroom hostage drama with glaring deficiencies, Skirt Day still manages to create tension from its limited scenario whilst potentially reviving the career of once iconic French beauty Isabelle Adjani. She plays Sonia Bergarac, a teacher stuck in the kind of hellish establishment we more readily associate with inner-city American schools. Here a range of ethnicities converge, causing tensions to boil over. Director Jean-Paul Lilienfeld wastes little time on a preamble; ten minutes in and a gun has spilled from the bag of an aggressive student, Mouss (Yann Ebonge), landing in the hands of Bergarac. She retreats, sensing the moment’s volatility; soon she’s holding them all at bay, weapon poised and in fear of her life.

We learn that this day is merely the culmination of a long period of torment and disrespect within the school environment; Bergarac seems isolated, effectively ostracised long ago by the rest of the staff. There are various attempts at uprising, revolt, even rational discussion, but the group becomes locked down in a stalemate after accidental gunfire alerts the rest of the school to the drama unfolding. Lilienfeld’s conventional structure accentuates the tense hostage situation whilst alternatively addressing the attempts of a police negotiator, Labouret (Denis Podalydes), to bring a rapid end to the situation and stall the charge of the media circus raising its tent outside.

There’s a strong focus on the school principal’s (Jackie Berroyer) repellant attempts at damage control through character assassination. He tells anyone who’ll listen that Bergarac has always been a loose cannon, slightly unhinged and most tellingly - guilty of provocation in her choice of attire. Ultimately, though, Skirt Day is more about the uneasy mix of minorities in modern Paris. In that respect, it’s certainly an eye-opening snapshot of societal ills, even if few of the students are fleshed out into fully-formed creations. Mostly they represent caricatures for the sake of segregation, ensuring neat alliances within the group.



So how does Adjani fare in her comeback - a role which recently won her a Cesar for Best Actress? It’s a somewhat erratic but commendable performance given its rigorous demands. It can’t be easy sustaining a certain pitch of fright, outrage and hysteria for so long with little room for pause. Her occasional mocking of the students’ mannerisms and hypocrisy comes across as slightly forced and silly but otherwise Adjani holds the escalating drama together with her intensity.

The young actors are uniformly decent though they’re an extremely unsympathetic bunch to say the least, poisoned by prejudice and ignorance, full of seething resentments they don’t seem to fully comprehend the nature of. Podalydes is strong as the negotiator though it’s a thankless, clichéd role; he even has the ignominious distraction of a wife threatening to leave him as the siege continues to shape-shift in the foreground. His domestic troubles feel like padding, a cursory attempt at humanising him, and lead nowhere interesting.

The ending feels overwrought and somewhat melodramatic, but even more problematic is the use of rock music over the last couple of scenes. It’s a serious miscalculation, deadening the more naturalistic tone the film tries hard to cultivate until that point. It does leave a slightly bitter taste in the mouth, though not enough to cancel out the vigour of Adjani’s presence or the interesting socio-political issues underlined by Lilienfeld’s screenplay.




Trailer here.


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QUEEN TO PLAY@ The French Film Festival

February 24th 2010 06:13
How do you successfully translate the game of chess for a visual medium? Sure, a battle of wits between Bobby Fischer and Boris Spassky might magnify the game’s internal strategising and inspire an arrestingly suspenseful event, but how does a depiction of the burgeoning interest of a cleaning maid on the isle of Corsica fare?


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A featherweight romantic comedy spanning two continents, Every Jack has a Jill at least provides another glimpse at the talents of Melanie Laurent, the rising French star who made such an impression in last year's Inglourious Basterds. There is far less meat on the bones of Jennifer Devoldere’s debut but its tried-and-tried formula is amiable fluff armed with a couple of winning performances to keep it afloat.

Laurent’s Chloe is a character replete with eccentricities and phobias; vibrant, intelligent, and sensitive but with more of an affinity for idealised notions of people – acquired from film and literature - than the real thing. Returning from a work-related trip, her luggage gets mixed up with that of an American, Jack (Justin Bartha), who has won a holiday in a lucky Coke can competition. He has issues of his own, including an aversion to travel. Why bother, he says, deducing that any place you pinpoint on a map is just the same as the next


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RICKY @ The French Film Festival

February 18th 2010 04:26
Francois Ozon’s Ricky begins in a very real place. Toiling factory worker Katie (Alexandra Lamy) is raising her daughter Lisa (Melusine Mayance) alone. Her life is shiftless and repetitive when she finds herself drawn to fellow worker Paco (Sergi Lopez). Though she has no real desire for a man in her life Lisa begins a relationship with Paco and before long falls pregnant to him. It’s an outcome neither craves considering their struggling working class status, but both are prepared to make sacrifices to accommodate the arrival of their son Ricky into the world.


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Patrice Leconte’s dazzling The Girl on the Bridge (1999) comes alive in black and white. It’s stylish and evocative, but episodic like a half-remembered dream; pulsing with dangerous energy, but drifting further from reality as it progresses. From a detailed opening monologue - interspersed with questions from a faceless inquirer - we learn that Adele (Vanessa Paradis) has led an aimless existence, trapped in a meaningless cycle of promiscuity.


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A Single Man

February 11th 2010 03:40
Tom Ford’s artful adaptation of Christopher Isherwood’s acclaimed 1964 novel can best be described as the intimate portrait of a grieving man. But adapting a slender piece of literature with the thinnest of plots presented former influential fashion designer Ford with his most daunting challenge: how do you provide a single day in the life of a man with compelling cinematic dimensions? It’s a credit to this talented first-time director that he’s been able to pull it off, though the casting of Colin Firth was undoubtedly a masterstroke.


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Seamstresses (Shivachki)

February 8th 2010 03:19
The big city corrupts. It’s a mantra to depend upon in stories like writer-director Lyudmil Todorov’s Seamstresses (2007), an understated drama of simple country girls venturing into a metropolis with dreams of escape. From poverty and despair in Popovo to Sofia, Bulgaria’s capital, these 20 year-olds arrive with the name of a contact in their back pocket, their ability to sew a lone calling-card. Misho (Julian Vergov) is no white knight however, only a slick opportunist, a dubious businessman used to deploying young innocents in menial job vacancies.

Initially he doesn’t know what to make of Dora (Aleksandra Surchadzhieva), Elena (Elen Koleva) and Katya (Violeta Markovska), a trio of ignorant blow-ins from the sticks, armed with ludicrous notions of plying their meagre trade for profit. He takes pity on Dora first, offering her a waitressing job before finding work for the other two carving steaks for a butcher. Fragile blonde Katya has a weak stomach however and Dora offers to take her place. Scrimping change, they manage to survive in a rented room provided by the kindly Inna (Gergana Stoyanova) and her bank-guard boyfriend, the glowering Valyo (Assen Blatechki


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The Homecoming (I epistrofi)

February 5th 2010 03:40
Time changes everything. Especially for a man returning to this homeland after 35 years, with innocent, almost naïve, expectations of reverting back to the ways of a bygone era. Is it possible for Ilias (Arto Apartian) to recapture the essence of life in a tiny Greek village, held close to his heart for so long? Unlikely, for though a stern patriarchal figure, Ilias is a man harboring quaint delusions that are bound to punish him.

His younger wife Eleni (Maria Skoula) is resentful of their recent return from Germany. Though gratefully lured away from the changeless, inexplicable boredom of her past life by Ilias’s charm, she found herself no better off in that foreign place, domesticated and pining for home. Now, a return to Greece seems even less attractive; hardly a final reward for tough living and wifely devotion. She sees no paradise into which she can blissfully retire, only suffocation in a backwards place of exile, fighting tedium all over again. Their daughter Alexandra, born in Germany, can’t imagine life here and abandoned, Eleni is left only with a sullen, remorseless husband clinging to obsolete memories


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