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This is pure, strange bliss. The Coens sure have a flair for existential oddity. Great smoky atmosphere and intrigue. The plot concerns blackmail, corruption, adultery, murder, and.aliens. This is really a great example of them working fully within their comfort zone. None of the zany hollywood comedies they did until their real return to form with No Country and A Serious Man. It's crisply and richly photographed with a sharp eye for detail.Billy Bob is great as the smoking, shambling barber- modern man. I won't give away plot details, just know if you like minimalistic, sparse, dark, black and white crime/mystery stories you will LOVE every minute of this sly, stylish ode to a long-passed era.
Dave, upset, confides in Ed that he's being blackmailed, but doesn't tell him the woman he's being adulterous with is Doris. Ed gets Doris' brother Frank to mortgage the barber shop to pay for Freddy Reidmenschneider, considered the best lawyer in the region for these kinds of cases. And it's a little refreshing, as he has no other characteristics we would otherwise associate with a gay person. Doris hangs herself in prison before her trial, after learning that Ed knew of her affair and just never said anything. Creighton is gay. Then Frank punches Ed, causing a mistrial, and shouting again: "What kind of a man are you." Ed gets a crappy lawyer for the mistrial and is sent to death row, where.We find out that what we've been watching is the dramatization of Ed's story that he's been writing for a men's magazine that is paying him five cents a word--giving him good reason to extend and embellish. Wait--subtext alert sounding.
They have a lot of nerve. This has interesting characters, nice observance of noir conventions [without feeling too artificial], good performances and really wonderful photography. All of this is delivered in a noir-type voice-over, as we see that Ed moves incredibly slowly, barely ever makes a facial expression, and rarely says anything. Dave thinks it's "the pansy" that sent the note, when Dave refused to give him the money--Dave was the prospect that Creighton had come into town to see. We see some men's magazines sitting on his desk, one about an alien landing, one about a married man discovering that he's a mad killer.
Dave knows it's him, and asks repeatedly: "What kind of a man are you." He also lets on that he found out it was Ed from Creighton--who he beat for the information. One day a guy comes in for a haircut, and talks about a business deal he came in town for that went sour: he was going to receive $10,000 investment to open a dry cleaning business. He says he's not really a barber [as a person], he just works there. He mentions that the news coming out would ruin him, as the department store he runs belongs to his wife's family--so both major male characters work in jobs they are beholden to their wives for. His plan to get the money is to send a note, seemingly from someone else, threatening to expose the affair. So, it's genius. Ed gets Reidmenschneider to defend him, and he makes a big speech about how Ed "IS" modern man.
Freddy is played by Tony Shaloub in a flamboyant performance as this self-assured lawyer who talks incessantly and will listen to no one but himself. Anyway, Ed says he'll get the money.Earlier that night Ed and Doris have had James Gandolfini as Dave over for dinner, and Ed mentioned that he thinks Dave and Doris are having an affair. He starts to think about becoming Rachel's manager, and it seems like he has feelings an adult shouldn't be having about a teenage girl. He says he'll get the money. Ed wakes in prison. So it was my pick for movie night, and my last selection, the neo-noir The Last Seduction had been a bust with my friend [who didn't find the main character funny, a requirement for enjoyment], and for some reason I found myself renting this, another neo-noir.
< < < SPOILERS ENDNevertheless, really good and really worth watching. This is too bad, as it can lead one to dismiss and forget much of the truly wonderful performances and photography of the bulk of the film, because ultimately they were all kind of a smokescreen. They found Creighton at the bottom of a lake--Big Dave killed him--and Ed is blamed for it. Dave is attacking Ed when, with a quick stab to the neck, Dave is dead. SPOILERS > > > Doris gets drunk and is passed out at home when Ed gets a call from Dave.
And also runs up huge bills at others' expense by eating everything in sight and staying at the best hotels. And by the way, Dave's a smart businessman and he thinks Creighton's proposal is a load of hooey. This is 1949, and dry cleaning is brand new, the wave of the future.That night Ed thinks about it--his wife Doris, in the bath, asks him to shave her legs, which we'll come back to--and goes over to the guy, Creighton's, hotel room. Rachel makes an unrealistic pass, and they have a huge car accident. Billy Bob Thornton is Ed Crane, barber who ended up in his job because the owner is the brother of his wife. She's sure his murder has something to do with a government cover-up. He goes to the store late at night.
Still, a must see. The problem is, it also kind of invalidates and diminishes the entire movie, because if what we saw was all just a pastiche, just a fantasy, then why should we care about it. I had seen this in the theater and liked it, and upon re-viewing, had the happy experience of discovering that it's even better than I remembered.We open with these nice 3-D titles over a B&W image of a barber pole--the entire movie is B&W by the way, and packed with gorgeous photography by Roger Deakins. So the point is we'll never know how much of what we just saw is true, and how much was made up or embellished, as Ed went through and added little bits inspired by the magazines he was reading. This also gives context to the entire movie as a neo-noir, as Ed is writing a pastiche of noir clichés from men's magazines, and the movie itself is a pastiche of clichés and well-worn conventions from noir films. Dave's wife comes over and tells Ed that she and Dave both witnessed an alien landing, and experiments were conducted on Dave.
Meanwhile, Ed is going over more and more to hear Rachel, the teenage daughter of a friend, play Beethoven. It soothes him and is the only thing he knows that seems beautiful and true.Certain things start getting weird. Creighton loosens his tie and winks at Ed, who asks if that was a pass. Who do the Coen brothers think they are, making a movie as slow, somber and meditative like this. It's a little funny as Ed goes home, sits back in place and resumes the story he was telling when the phone rang earlier.Surprise--DORIS is hauled off to jail for Dave's murder. I suspect he was somewhat inspired by Hume Cronyn in the Lana Turner Postman Always Rings Twice, who comes in during the second half and also dominates the film with his self-assurance.
It does explain many of the weirder turns the story starts to take in its last third, but it also makes you a bit of a chump for paying close attention to the film, as ultimately none of it mattered. It's just a little bit of a shame that the ending, while ideologically brilliant, kind of diminishes the whole 110 minutes that lead up to it.
This one should be on the Chill Horror channel. In the Special Presentations, the Coen Brothers refer to The Big Sleep and Double Indemnity. It's also a remake of Raising Arizona without the fun part. I haven't seen all of their films, but this doesn't measure up to Raymond Chandler. Chandler's stories are more fantasy and fun. Not repeating yourself in art is difficult; but with the Coen's status, I guess they can do it if they want. Based on the reviews, apparently there are a lot of viewers who feel good when they feel bad.
While this film is sort of interesting, and has an art house cinematic visual appeal, it lacks the usual compelling plot progression that makes most Coen brothers' films so much fun. Thronton lives up (down). to the title of his role, and James Gandolfini, Tony Shalhoub, and Jon Polito all briefly shine in their respective parts, but the apathy of Billy Bob's character seems to infect the whole process. Can't recommend it.
The question--as with other efforts by the Brothers--is to what extent is this movie a kind of post-modern tribute or "valentine" to an earlier genre and to what extent is it an actual EXAMPLE of same (tricked out in po-mo sensibility perhaps). I didn't want Billy Bob Thornton's deadpan character to liven up--even though there are plenty of moments when he could have (moments when his deadened sensibility could conceivably come to life: especially after having actually FOUGHT for his life). Some viewers will be tempted (even more) to compare this film to FARGO, say, a film in which her character wasn't just quirky, but also sweet, smart, down to earth -- and pretty the embodiment of the life force itself. And I would agree with them.The presence of Frances McDormand in any Coen Brothers film is always welcome (she's always terrific), but I suppose it can have its drawbacks. Essentially, their take is, "What's so wrong with that. Or has style BECOME substance.
I think it's going to shake out differently for different viewers. I sometimes go to film with friends who are visual artists and have been surprised on occasion by their "reads" on films that I felt were ALL style. If the title of this 2001 Coen Brothers effort strikes you as vaguely familiar (echoing as it does titles like THE MAN WHO KNEW TOO MUCH, THE MAN WHO KNEW TOO LITTLE or even, perhaps, THE MAN WITH TWO BRAINS), you'll find much else in the film that hearkens back to earlier eras, most particularly to the film noir works of the `40s and `50s. And for some, it won't be enough to save the film. THE MAN WHO WASN'T THERE is certainly one.All of which is to say is that I personally didn't mind the film's occasional longueurs. Those possibilities were there and they could have been argued for: but that's not what the Coens felt was right for the film they were making. No one gets to bring any sunshine to this beautifully crafted black-and-white film.
For a visual medium like film, the sheer look of it kind of gets lumped in (vaguely) with setting. Some will no doubt worry that the film is all style over substance. In this muted film, she is as commanding a presence as one can hope for. It's a visual medium, and can be appreciated on that level alone."Well, as a former lit student, I had (or so I thought) somewhat different criteria: plot, character, setting: all that unities stuff. But over the years, I've begun to change my tune or at least to admit to myself that there are plenty of great looking films out there that captivate me by their look, their sound and overall mood. But that doesn't save her. In Noirville, actually, that's pretty much as it should be.
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