Re: The 1969 Mini-List
Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2022 8:29 pm
Addedknives wrote: Thu Dec 22, 2022 7:50 pm Law and Order by Wiseman, The Red Tent by Soy Cuba director Kalatozov, and the first good Kramer film The Secret of Santa Vittoria
Addedknives wrote: Thu Dec 22, 2022 7:50 pm Law and Order by Wiseman, The Red Tent by Soy Cuba director Kalatozov, and the first good Kramer film The Secret of Santa Vittoria
I didn't have either of these as eligible but have now added them as 1969 films
That hasn't stopped me so far!Matt wrote: Mon Jan 02, 2023 12:40 am I've got way too many major gaps in my viewing for this year to feel confident submitting a list
No to mention the best lead performance of the year. That mustache...knives wrote: Wed Jan 04, 2023 2:48 am Chahine’s The Land, which is streaming on Netflix, has the same basic concept and structure as the two Shariff starring struggle films making the evidence of Chahine’s growth all the more evident. Replacing their noir melodrama is an expansive ensemble that truly feels like a biography of a region and way of life. He really digs into what daily life means and while he never foregoes the momentum of narrative it never rules the film with characterization being king.
Also color truly makes Chahine stand on his own as a unique stylist. In black and white he felt familiar, but with color he paints the terrain and faces in a way that highlights how this is a story for Alexandria alone. It is now clear to me how and why Chahine managed to become the representative of Arab cinema for the wider world.
therewillbeblus wrote: Tue Mar 15, 2022 12:29 am I'm not sure if I'm reading the film's intended approach correctly (I haven't dug through any supplements nor have I read up on any of them), but I thought this was an effective recalibrated melodrama, playing to the beat of a familiar narrative skeleton and tonal markers that were utilized in the 50s. That genre concocted a deceptively shallow sense of aesthetic artifice to exhibit the juxtaposition between the faux-security of external apparatuses and the raw authentic experience of social systems' conflict spawning unbearable alienation on an individual level. Although the melodrama typically centered around white communities, Parks remodels the formula to meet black life as he sees it, with some interesting twists: instead of meditating primarily around how a fragmented society eliminated safe spaces for expression of emotion that in turn led to dreadful consequences, Gordon Parks focuses on cruel tangible realities of black lives in the dominant white communities- which, in the time period the film takes place, is all of them. The drama often starts and stops with acerbic action. Deaths are brutal and shocking, and the abrasive methods used within the organized fixture reminded me of Peyton Place's stark disruption of norms of cinema within a normative framework, both opting for a stirring effect over form-reflexive irony.
This refurbishing of the Hollywood Melodrama must have stuck out like a sore thumb in 1969, and yet it's perfectly timed to propagate a progressive audience with post-Code violence and a harsh realistic finale that evades justice. One scene I particularly loved was the white judge's didactic finger-wagging at the white courtroom audience, which would have made me roll my eyes in another film, but Parks is so keenly perceptive to the constructs he's manipulating, knowing full well that white audiences need this message coming from a white old man to land, and that black audiences will appreciate the gag as a utopian piece of wish fulfillment advocacy from public officials, yet one that still carries immense power in its truth for the context of what our main principal had to do to execute 'justice.' It's interesting -and not artificially or ironically conveyed whatsoever- that Newt is the only character who acts judicially on a wholly moral plane defying cultural allegiance- which, if a Fuck You, is a rather gentle and humbly-portrayed one. It's also a sad example of the thankless and lonesome process of acting in step with one's virtues against the friction of a domineering and oppressive milieu, and Parks graciously and unsurprisingly doesn't allow his empowering affirmation bestowed in accordance with the rules of melodrama to dilute that experience of its sincere force.
I've added these, if you'd like to revise your list sometime in the next hour or so
