Sunday, 24 November 2024

Arts & Life



‘ONCE UPON A TIME … IN HOLLYWOOD’ (Rated R)

Quentin Tarantino’s penchant for graphic violence, nonlinear storylines, pop culture references and casting ensemble characters in broad strokes, among other stylistic flourishes, is very much in evidence in “Once Upon a Time … in Hollywood.”

At the outset of the preview screening, an announcement implored the assembled critics and guests not to reveal significant plot details lest enjoyment of plot twists and the final reveal be irreparably spoiled.

The body of work of Tarantino’s cinematic achievements invariably, if memory serves, has plenty of surprises, and while a deep dive into the director’s thought process might lead one to a path of revelation, it would be best not to dwell much on trying to be prophetic about the outcome.

Aside from the great American achievement of the realization of President Kennedy’s goal to land a man on the Moon, the year 1969 was otherwise marred by ongoing civil unrest and the horror of the Manson family’s bloody carnage in the Hollywood Hills.

The late Sixties had been wracked by tragedy with the assassinations of Robert F. Kennedy and Martin Luther King Jr., and then the nation and Hollywood in particular were shaken by the heinous, wanton murders of Sharon Tate and others by deranged, psychotic misfits.

Tarantino treats a bygone era with nostalgia, reverence and affection, at least on the surface level by brilliantly capturing landmarks such as El Coyote Mexican café and the venerable industry hangout Musso and Frank Grill frequented by the Hollywood crowd.

Atmosphere plays a big part in “Once Upon a Time,” from the period automobiles and retro fashions to young, wide-eyed model-actress Sharon Tate (Margot Robbie) taking in a matinee of her movie “The Wrecking Crew” at a Westwood movie house.

While many real-life characters figure more than tangentially in the picture, the fictional Rick Dalton (Leonardo DiCaprio), the former leading actor on the television Western “Bounty Law,” figures most prominently as a celebrity.

As a fading star, Dalton is not transitioning to leading roles in action pictures that he envisioned as his future, and his frustration grows when relegated to being a guest star on a Western starring James Stacy (Timothy Olyphant).

Unctuous agent Marvin Schwarzs (Al Pacino) arranges for Dalton to launch a film career by starring in spaghetti westerns filmed in Italy. While that path worked wonders for Clint Eastwood, Dalton’s future, like that of his neighbors, remains in doubt.

Early in his career, Dalton was advised to buy a home as an investment, and as a result he lives in a nice spread on Cielo Drive, where his new neighbors turn out to be director Roman Polanski (Rafal Zawierucha) and pregnant wife, Sharon Tate.

The closest person to Dalton is his stuntman, best friend and confidante Cliff Booth (Brad Pitt), who remains a constant presence by virtue of the fact that Dalton has to be chauffeured everywhere due to the loss of his license for driving while intoxicated too many times.

Much of the humor in a story that carries an eventual dark cloud is the spoofing of the industry. A fawning reporter interviews Dalton and Booth for a cheesy television show. During a guest role, Dalton loses his cool in his trailer after botching his lines.

For his part, Booth is burdened by the taint of being suspected of killing his wife, thereby deemed persona non-grata when Kurt Russell’s stunt coordinator is faced with the dilemma of allowing him to be a stunt double for a production that could elevate Dalton’s profile.

One of the wildest, funniest scenes on this particular occasion of filming for “The Green Hornet” is when Booth gets into a fight with a condescending Bruce Lee (Mike Moh) that ends badly for the martial arts legend.

When Dalton is away on a location shoot, Booth drives his Cadillac around Hollywood and encounters hippie-chick and Charles Manson follower Pussycat (Margaret Qualley), who proposes sexual favors that the stuntman wisely declines.

Nevertheless, Booth gives the girl a lift to the Spahn Ranch, a dusty outpost where TV Westerns and movies were filmed and is now inhabited by the Manson family that somehow hoodwinked the elderly, near-blind George Spahn (Bruce Dern) into letting them use for a hideaway.

An air of creepy menace fills the air as Booth insists that he wants to see the property owner who may remember him from the old days and an unfriendly, suspicious Squeaky Fromme (Dakota Fanning) is only too eager to act as a hostile gatekeeper.

The encounter with the Manson groupies is a foreboding omen to the violence and horror that the audience knows lurks just around the corner on a hot August night up in the otherwise tranquil hills above the City of Angels.

While Tarantino could have edited a tighter film, all in all, “Once Upon a Time” is captivating and seductive for the period details and the twists and turns of plot and character development, and the violent ending should spark discussion about revisionist history.

Tim Riley writes film and television reviews for Lake County News.

Ted Kooser. Photo credit: UNL Publications and Photography.


This column has often emphasized the importance of poetry that notices what's right under our noses, and this poem by David Mason, the former poet laureate of Colorado, who is currently living in Tasmania, is a good example of what you can see if you stop to look.

Mason's most recent book of poetry is The Sound: New and Selected Poems, from Red Hen Press.

Are We Still Here?

Between the woodpile and the window
a line of small black ants is moving,
some to the north, some to the south.

Their constant industry is admirable,
as are their manners when they pause
in meeting to exchange a touch.

I must have brought their home inside
for fuel, heating my small house.
And if it burned I too would move

along all points of the compass rose,
touching my neighbors on the path.


American Life in Poetry does not accept unsolicited manuscripts. It is made possible by The Poetry Foundation, publisher of Poetry magazine. It is also supported by the Department of English at the University of Nebraska, Lincoln. Poem copyright ©2018 by David Mason, “Are We Still Here?” (2018). Poem reprinted by permission of David Mason. Introduction copyright ©2019 by The Poetry Foundation. The introduction’s author, Ted Kooser, served as United States Poet Laureate Consultant in Poetry to the Library of Congress from 2004-2006.

Detail of “Hard Rain” by Alana Clearlake. Photo by Middletown Art Center staff.

CLEARLAKE, Calif. – Alana Clearlake is an artistic pearl living under the pines in Lake County.

Her newest painting, “Hard Rain,” is a labor of deep concern, the love of her family and the planet, and a work of masterful artistry.

Currently part of the Nature exhibit at Middletown Art Center, Clearlake worked on the piece daily between November 2018 and June 2019.

This Friday, July 26, from 7 to 8:30 p.m., you can hear Clearlake talk about the making of “Hard Rain” and her other works in felt on view at MAC.

“Hard Rain” is a 13-panel progression of climate conditions and intensity. It spans just over 16 feet. The rendering of light and transparency in the opaque medium of felt is striking. Clearlake’s execution of rain, storm, and sea are brilliant and dramatic.

“I worry for my children and grandchildren, and regret that my generation did not act quickly enough to make change,” explained Clearlake.

In addition to “Hard Rain,” eight of her Memories of Sea Ranch sculptures hang in the Nature exhibit.

For several years, Clearlake has been exploring hand made felt, creating a body of work which includes felt paintings and sculptural “vessels.” The colors she mixes are unusually vivid, and the shapes, textures and organic materials used are a unique synthesis of her consciousness, artistry and temperament.

She is a prolific painter, sculptor, jeweler, enamel worker and felt maker. Her work has been published in Craft Magazine, and exhibited in galleries and museums throughout the U.S. and internationally.

In 2006, Clearlake and her husband Jim relocated from the Bay Area to a spacious old fixer upper in the Pine Grove area on Cobb Mountain. She is one of a growing number of accomplished contemporary Lake County artists whom the MAC is proud to feature.

Catch the “Hard Rain” art talk with Alana Clearlake this Friday evening. Admission is free. Wine and iced herbal tea will be available for purchase to sip as you listen and wonder. There will be time for discussion, some demonstration, and questions and answers. Clearlake is a truly innovative and remarkable local artist.

Middletown Art Center is located at 21456 State Highway 175 at the junction of Highway 29 in the heart of Middletown.

Stay up to date on all classes, exhibits and events, and consider a membership to support this valuable Lake County arts and culture resource at www.middletownartcenter.org.

Alana Clearlake working in her studio. Photo by Jim Tanner.

Nancy Wright. Courtesy photo.

LAKEPORT, Calif. – Dubbed one of the country’s best female saxophonists, Nancy Wright performs at the Soper Reese Theatre on Saturday, Aug. 24, at 7 p.m.

Tickets are $15. Seating is open.

This performance celebrates the introduction of Wright’s latest CD, “Alive & Blue.”

Wright has played her wailin’, soulful blues alongside John Lee Hooker, Stevie Ray Vaughn, Albert King and Joe Louis Walker.

She has just been nominated for the prestigious Blues Music Award for the third consecutive year. This award is universally recognized as the top accolade afforded blues musicians.

In addition, Wright continues to tour regularly, playing major festivals and clubs with headlining artists and her own band.

She is a popular regular on the Legendary Rhythm & Blues Cruise, performing with Tommy Castro and the Painkillers.

Playing with Wright is the Rhythm & Roots band led by Jules Leyhe, blues guitar; with Isaac Schwartz, percussion; and Ian McArdle, keyboard.

The Soper Reese Theatre is at 275 S. Main St., Lakeport.

Tickets are available online at www.SoperReeseTheatre.com; or at The Travel Center, 825 S. Main, Lakeport, 707-263-3095, Monday through Friday 9 a.m. to 5 p.m.

For more information call 707-263-0577.



‘THE LION KING’ (Rated PG)

Searching for commercial success by tapping into its extensive library of animated classics, the Walt Disney Studios has turned this year into a string of live-action reboots that kicked off first with “Dumbo” and then “Aladdin.”

A quarter-century after its traditional animated release, “The Lion King” seemed a natural for the same treatment in what can be described as a photorealistic computer-animated remake that dazzles as a technical marvel.

On Broadway, “The Lion King” musical is now the third-longest running show in history, though it has far to go to catch up to “The Phantom of the Opera.” While theater tickets are far more expensive, the breathtaking stage production would be worth the price of admission.

The Jon Favreau-directed remake takes no discernable license with the source material, relying instead on the visual feast of digital wizardry to make the lion cub Simba so adorably cute that one forgets the animal is not real.

Of course, Simba (voiced as an adult by Donald Glover), heir to the throne of Pride Rock, is born to the regal Mufasa (James Earl Jones), ruler of the African wilderness, and Sarabi (Alfre Woodard), the loving queen mother.

The basic premise remains a Shakespearean-like tragedy in the vein of “Hamlet.” Mufasa’s treacherous brother Scar (Chiwetel Ejiofor), aided by a pack of vicious hyenas, conspires for the untimely death of the king to abet his ambition.

Tricked into believing responsibility for the unfortunate demise of his father, the traumatized Simba leaves the kingdom and wanders into exile in the desert where he is befriended by the meerkat Timon (Billy Eichner) and the warthog Pumbaa (Seth Rogen).

Scar takes over the rule of the kingdom and has his designs on Mufasa’s widow. While Simba may have found a carefree life in expatriation, the past is not easily forgotten as the memory of Mufasa’s wisdom never fades away.

The stretch for Simba spent adrift from what should have been his royal duties allows for plenty of good times with Pumbaa and Timon, the welcome source of the film’s comic relief, who practice the no worries mantra of “Hakuna Matata.”

Inevitably, the days of exile come to an end when Simba’s childhood friend Nala (Beyonce) shows up to make the case that he must claim his rightful position to snatch the crown from Scar and his gang of thuggish hyenas.

While “The Lion King” does not drift far afield of the original animated story, the longer running time of this remake is filled partly by expanded music. It’s reassuring that Elton John’s “The Circle of Life” remains a stirring opening number.

The good fortune of James Earl Jones reprising the role of Mufasa is evident in the fact that there is hardly any voice more authoritative than his. Chiwetel Ejiofor does justice to the conceit of the believable villain stealing the show.

Lamenting Disney’s self-assured rehash of the original 1994 animated version could be a pointless exercise. The studio is under no delusion that box office success is at hand for “The Lion King” as the visual achievements, at a minimum, should engender great interest.





‘POINT BLANK’ ON NETFLIX

Movie buffs might recall that “Point Blank” was the innovative 1967 crime story starring Lee Marvin and Angie Dickinson. On the other hand, Netflix’s “Point Blank” reaches back to the 2010 French film of the same title for a remake of the same premise.

The Americanized version running on the streaming service sticks to the basic story of a male nurse, forced by the kidnapping of his wife as a hostage, to save the life of a criminal and effectuate an escape from hospital confinement.

“Point Blank” starts off with propulsive action promise. A man fleeing the crime scene of a murder is chased by gun-toting henchmen in a fast-paced adrenaline rush that is abruptly interrupted by a vehicular hit-and-run.

This is how career criminal Abe (Paul Grillo), badly injured and also wounded by gunfire, ends up in the care of the ER nurse Paul (Anthony Mackie), who hopes to become a doctor but is, for the moment, preoccupied by impending fatherhood.

Abe’s younger brother Mateo (Christian Cooke), a jittery bundle of nerves, kidnaps Paul’s very pregnant wife Taryn (Teyonah Parris) as collateral for the nurse’s unwilling cooperation to elude the authorities.

With Abe guarded by a police officer and shackled to a hospital bed, Paul’s reluctant collaboration for escape is the only play that seems reasonably feasible if Abe has any chance to prove he’s being framed as the prime suspect in the murder of the assistant district attorney.

A missing flash drive has incriminating evidence of police corruption, and hardnosed Lieutenant Regina Lewis (Marcia Gay Harden) has self-serving reasons for being so anxious to retrieve it.

“Point Blank,” a derivative B-movie full of gun fights, car chases and explosive thrills, is a serviceable entertainment that deviates from its quick pace with moments of humor courtesy of a pint-sized gangster’s obsession with classic cinema.

Tim Riley writes film and television reviews for Lake County News.

Ted Kooser. Photo credit: UNL Publications and Photography.


If you've ever been released at last from a lengthy illness you know that the world can look different, strangely illuminated.

Here's a poem about that kind of awakening by Judith Harris, who lives in Washington, D.C. Her most recent book is Night Garden from Tiger Bark Press.

April, After Six Months in the Hospital

In the bedroom,
I notice you’ve stacked
my things into piles,
clusters of everyday items:

my grandmother’s costume beads,
spare reading glasses,
prescription bottles

that have long expired.

It is getting dark.
Through the window,
the moon shades in its marble.

And another woman
appears in my mirror,
this one too heavy,
the other, too old, to be me.

Now, I run my fingers
over a layer of dust on the tabletop
where, in my absence,

you’ve gathered my poems,
early drafts without
beginnings or endings,

while in the backyard,
the cherry blossoms bloom,
and black-capped chickadees
sate at the feeder,

the garden still waiting
for whatever might come.


American Life in Poetry does not accept unsolicited manuscripts. It is made possible by The Poetry Foundation, publisher of Poetry magazine. It is also supported by the Department of English at the University of Nebraska, Lincoln. Poem copyright ©2018 by Judith Harris, “April, After Six Months in the Hospital.” Poem reprinted by permission of Judith Harris. Introduction copyright ©2019 by The Poetry Foundation. The introduction’s author, Ted Kooser, served as United States Poet Laureate Consultant in Poetry to the Library of Congress from 2004-2006.

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