Showing posts with label John C. Reilly. Show all posts
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Tuesday, July 5, 2016

Les Cowboys



**Spoiler Alert**

Director: Thomas Bidegain/Starring: Francois Damiens, Finnegan Oldfield, Ellora Torchia, Agatha Dronne, Mounir Margoum, John C. Reilly and Iliana Zabeth

Thomas Bidegain, writer of Rust and Bone and A Prophet, makes his directorial debut with Les Cowboys, which is based on John Ford's classic western The Searchers. Unlike Ford's old American west setting, Bidegain's story takes place in modern day France and instead of Comanches as villains, we have a young woman abducted by what appear to be Muslims. Though many aspects of Bidegain's film depart from the original story, the obsessive search that characterized Ford's film remains.
Bidegain's film is unsentimental, often gritty and a powerful portrayal of how two men's indefatigable efforts to find a family member leads them down a destructive path.

Francois Damiens plays Alain Balland; a husband and a father of two whose fascination with American cowboy culture draws him and his family to a fair where cowboy hats and boots, jeans and line-dancing are the order of the day. During the fair, Alain and his wife are unable to find their daughter Kelly (Iliana Zabeth). They search frantically, only to come away empty. Finding local law enforcement to be hopelessly ineffectual, Alain initiates his own search. Aware that her Muslim boyfriend Ahmed may be connected to her abduction, Alain follows a lead to a Gypsy camp; a place where she is rumored to be staying. His disregard for danger nearly nearly costs him his life when he angrily storms the camp, only to find his daughter has vanished.

Alain's search has its costs as his family life begins to suffer. He learns his wife is seeing another man while his son Georges refuses to join his father. The film takes a tragic turn when Alain falls asleep at the wheel while driving on the freeway one night. The story cuts abruptly and without a preparatory transition to a time several years in the future as we see Georges as a young man. Though Alain is gone, his obsession to find Kelly lives on in Georges as he discovers his sister may be in Pakistan. Georges embarks on a dangerous mission to find his sister.

In Pakistan, he meets a mysterious American (John C. Reilly) who specializes in finding people for a price though his operational methods seem more CIA. In spite of Georges' misgivings, the American's command of the native tongue and his willingness to help find Kelly make him the best option in a bad situation.

A subsequent scene where the men ride into a town on horseback may put one in a cowboy frame of mind.

Though the American's intentions seem sincere, his agenda leaves Georges naturally wary. When the American excuses himself to talk to Pakistani contacts, Georges happens to see Kelly's boyfriend Ahmed (Mounir Margoum). He immediately arms himself with the American's pistol then tails him, hoping to to be led to his sister. He follows him into his house but instead of finding Kelly, he happens upon Ahmed's wife Shazhana (Ellora Torchia), who becomes frightened at the sight of the intruder armed with a pistol. Ahmed appears, recognizes Georges and reaches for a gun, but is slow to draw. Georges kills him and tries to escape, only to be set upon by neighbors and villagers, who beat him severely. Georges ends up jail, as does Shazhana, who is accused of collaborating in her husband's death. The American shows up and though it appears he will negotiate Georges' release, he only haggles to have his handgun returned to him; ignoring his friend completely.

Just as it seems both Georges and Shazhana will meet respective executions, representatives from the French embassy intervene. Fearing Shazhana will be killed, Georges arranges for her release and asylum in France, for returning home means certain death.
Together they leave Pakistan for France but not before Shazhana informs Georges that Ahmed divorced Kelly after an unhappy marriage. Feeling responsible for ruining her life, Georges becomes Shazhana's caretaker by default; becoming her provider in all but name.

The racism she experiences in France is particularly virulent. We see an instance of post-9/11 animosity during a visit to the cowboy fair. Shazhana wears a head covering while demonstrating her riding prowess but is set upon afterward by an angry French woman, who tries to tear the garment off her head.

The film leaps ahead to the future again as we see Shazhana and Georges; happily married with a kid. I liked the irony of Georges coming away from Pakistan with a Muslim woman; an unexpected development in the narrative. His life becomes something not unlike his sister. But he finds his burning desire to find Kelly has yet to ebb when he discovers his sister is living in Antwerp. The final scene is quite powerful and notable for its lack of dialogue.

Unlike The Searchers, Bidegain's film features two characters whose lives are changed irrevocably by a search for a family member. Les Cowboys also features an ending that is hardly heroic and upbeat. There is no John Wayne machismo here, only the pursuits of two desperate, naive men. Like Ford's classic, the abductee is a willing captive but unlike the American version, Bidegain's conclusion is more pessimistic.

Bidegain has a natural, deft touch with the actors. Francois Damiens gives a taut, sympathetic performance, as does Finnegan Oldfield, who nearly steals the show. O'Reilly's role is slight but he ensures we remember his small part.

I really liked Bidegain's film but can't say I absolutely loved it. It is moving but not masterful. But it comes close to being so. At the heart of both films is the issue of racism. Ethan Edwards' vendetta against the Comanche is echoed in Alain and Georges' desire to "rescue" Kelly from her Muslim marriage.

I think his decision to retell The Searchers and set it in modern day France was gutsy. I think it works and it works well.

Monday, August 4, 2014

Guardians of the Galaxy



**Spoiler Alert**

Director: James Gunn/Starring: Chris Pratt, Zoe Saldana, Dave Bautista, Vin Diesel (voice), Bradley Cooper (voice), Glenn Close, John C. Reilly, Benicio Del Toro, Djimon Hounsou and Michael Rooker

It's not often summer blockbuster films meet the promise of preview-hype but with the Guardians of the Galaxy, we have one that delivers. One part action, one part comedy to two parts smart-ass make for a pretty heady concoction. And why shouldn't it? Mixing comic book science fiction with comedy isn't your typical summer fare. The odd genre-alloy offers a departure from the dreary, self-serious sci-fi operas we've become accustomed to choking on.

Director James Gunn assembles an oddball cast that in many ways isn't unlike the misfit mercenaries portrayed onscreen. Peter Quill/Starlord (Chris Pratt), Gamora (Zoe Saldana), Drax (wrestler Dave Bautista), Rocket (voiced by Bradley Cooper) and Groot (voiced by Vin Diesel) are a ragtag group who all are brought together from different parts of the galaxy to search for an orb that contains uspeakable power.

Peter, group leader by default, was abducted by a blue-skinned alien named Yondu Odanta (Michael Rooker) when he was 6 years old. Yondu leads a fortune-hunting organization that operates outside (and sometimes within) the reach of the law. Peter becomes an operative of said organization, maturing into a Han Solo-like outlaw with a contempt for the law and authority. Gamora, an alien beauty whose parents were killed by a merciless creep named Ronan, seeks revenge though her blue-skinned sister allies herself with him to seek and obtain the orb for an even bigger creep named Kraglin. Gamora hopes to find the orb before Ronan and her sister can appropriate it for evil ends, which brings her into Peter's orbit.

Joining Peter and Gamora is a genetically-engineered raccoon named Rocket, whose outsize attitude is inversely proportional to his bodily proportions. His travelling companion and partner is Groot; a tall, tree-like being whose limited vocabulary solely consists of I am Groot though his subtle inflections allow Rocket to translate the alien's one phrase. Rounding out this motley crew is Drax, a bald, strong-man with a strange array of patterns on his skin. While Rocket and Groot's interest in the orb is strictly monetary, Drax joins the search because it is a means to confronting Ronan, who murdered his family. Together, the group hopes to stop Ronan from using the orb's power to menace the galaxy, hence the group's appellation as Guardians of the Galaxy. Their roles as unlikely saviors is kind of a running gag.

Though the orb is directly or indirectly the reason for their assemblage, the loss of family, the betrayal of family and the search for something like a family are what partially unifies the group.

The banter that passes between the group members is often funny as are the hapless situations they can't seem to avoid. Rocket barely endures teasing about being a Raccoon, while Drax's literal interpretations of expressions like "it will pass over your head" can be pretty amusing. Peter always carries a music cassette; a prized keepsake his mother made for him which creates a kind of soundtrack to his life. It's also makes up most of the soundtrack to the film, as 70s' pop tunes like Hooked on a Feeling and The Runaways' Cherry Bomb serve as light, comic counterpoint to the interstellar mayhem playing out onscreen.

Chris Pratt establishes his leading man bona fides in his career-making role; showcasing his comedic aptitude while Zoe Saldana's sex appeal and bad-ass martial arts are sometimes checked by the weary exasperation she often feels for the group. Bradley Cooper gives Rocket a tough but funny personality while the unrecognizable voice of Vin Diesel lends some sensitivity to the character of Groot.

The film always works best when its tongue is pressed firmly in cheek. Action scenes are wisely leavened with the humor, which is really the source of the film's appeal. The comedic moments always seem to make an appearance when we need them, keeping the film from degenerating into mere space battle racket and dreary, overly serious gun-play.

The titles before the closing credits herald the beginning of a franchise, which renders the film's explosive weekend box office returns almost irrelevent. How many will follow is always the question but as we all know, corporate Hollywood never troubles itself with such concerns; it just sends the blueprint to the assembly line. If the film's offspring can match Guardians of the Galaxy's irreverence and light-hearted charm, then I won't mind a bit.