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Monday, May 25, 2015
Saturday, May 23, 2015
The Curse Of The Overly Helpful Neighbour
Some links before getting started. Norma wrote about various issues. Yesterday having had been a Friday, Parsnip had a Square Dog Friday. Eve had some news. Shelly had an installment of an online novel. And Ivy asked what you would eat.
Onto today's mischief, bringing back a familiar fellow entirely in love with himself.
Director Announces
Latest Overblown Project; Reporters Make Unanimous Eye Roll
Los Angeles (CP) Reporters were summoned to the office
headquarters of Digital Domain for an announcement by director Michael Bay, who
has a long standing habit of making over the top explosion filled pointless
popcorn films like Pearl Harbor,
Armageddon, and the Transformers franchise.
The quite egomaniacal director, who is in the midst of multiple projects, had
yet another new idea for an upcoming film. Real reporters were filed in with
the fawning entertainment reporters, those halfwits and buffoons who have no
idea how stupid they are. This reporter found himself wondering what he could
have done to merit such punishment from his tyrannical editor (editor: damn you, enough with your
complaining asides! You ran over my foot with your car!).
This reporter sighed with dismay, knowing that his
tyrannical editor might not be able to fire him (thank you so much, iron clad
contract), but still had the power to send him out on pointless garbage
assignments like covering the press conference of a hack director so in love
with himself that he had full length mirrors out on stage for every single
press conference. And sure enough, as this reporter came into the auditorium
with other reporters (real and entertainment reporters alike), there was the
standard mirror set up right by the podium.
An aide announced her boss, and lo and behold, there he
came. Michael Bay, in his standard appearance, stepped out on stage. The
slightly dishevelled hair, the day or two of stubble, the jeans, sports jacket,
and shirt without a tie look that he favoured. He walked out with that big,
vacant looking grin, waved to the reporters, seemed entirely oblivious to the
raised middle fingers coming from the real reporters, and walked to the podium.
And true to form, he looked himself in the mirror, smiled again, and faced the
crowd. This reporter felt the seventh eye roll of the day start to take form
beneath his eyelids (editor: does that
mean your eyes were closed? Were you sleeping during a press conference? Answer
the question!)
Despite the tyrannical editor not having the self awareness
to actually grasp that this reporter was not asleep (editor: stop insulting me!), this reporter was indeed paying
attention, and glancing at his watch, wondering when this latest exercise in
Michael Bay self glorification would end. Bay spoke up. “It’s great to see you all out here today! Of
course you had to come, because I’m Michael Bay, and everyone wants to know what Michael Bay is up to! You know, it’s
not exaggeration when I say I’m the greatest
director of all time. I don’t know why the Oscars don’t see it that way, but
I’m pretty sure that all of my upcoming films are going to rectify that in a
big way. And that’s why I’m here today. I have a big announcement about a new
film that I’ll be directing down the line.” He paused, smiling again in that
same vacant way that made one wonder just how many squirrels were running
around in between his ears.
And then he continued. “A friend of mine up north of the
border told me a story. Of a heroic character who was misunderstood. A bright
and polite and capable man, always handy, always there for you. And yet there
were many who felt a deep and overwhelming hostility
to this man. They found the politeness to be... grating. This man spent many
years doing commercials, and over time the hostility grew to the point that the
company realized they had to pull the ad campaign. I am speaking, of course,
about The Canadian Tire Guy.”
There was a murmuring among some of the reporters. This
reporter, being Canadian, knew the infernal demonic Canadian Tire Guy all too
well. For eight years until 2006, Ted Simonett had played the overly helpful
neighbour in a series of commercials infesting the television airwaves. His
fingernails-on-the-blackboard cheerful neighbourhood busybody was known for
turning up in the garages and yards of literally everyone within five
kilometres of his home and going on and on about whatever piece of crap he had
just bought from Canadian Tire. The Canadian Tire Guy was, essentially, Ned
Flanders without the religious pompousness and speech impediments.
Bay continued on. “I thought there was a real story here. A
misunderstood hero who had garnered the distrust of his community by trying to
be helpful but who, in a terrible turn of events, could be the one person they
could count on. And that’s the kind
of film I wanted to make. I thought of calling the film The Canadian Tire Guy, but as we all know, that title won’t fly in
big parts of the Flyover part of America, where they think a mile high wall of permanent
snow starts the moment you reach the Canadian border. So the film I’ll be
telling is going to be set in a fictional town. It could be Canada, it could be
America, who knows, and who cares? The point is the hero of the story, and a
man cast out by his community for being too helpful and too much into everyone
else’s business. We’re talking about an epic disaster film for the ages, a film
with blizzards, snownadoes, explosions, more explosions, and avalanches, and
only one very resourceful hardware store loving guy able to save the day. If he can persuade his neighbours that
he’s there to help.”
This reporter actually heard the eye rolls of every other
real reporter as he rolled his eyes. An egomaniacal director like Michael Bay
was actually using a commercial campaign as inspiration for a feature film? Bay
seemed to ignore the eye rolls. “I thought of having the original Canadian Tire
Guy, Ted Simonett, come out and play, well... himself. I mean, he’s an actor,
after all. I was told though that he’s living under an assumed name after lots
of hate mail, pies in the face, death threats, and vows of eternal vendettas
came his way while that ad campaign kept going on and on and on and on. So he
declined. So I went in another direction for casting, and slightly changed the
name. Ladies and gentlemen, starting out our cast...”
“Let me guess. Shia LaBeouf?” this reporter asked.
“No, but he is in the cast, no thank you for interrupting,”
Bay replied, and flashed his usual dimwitted grin yet again. “Ladies and gentlemen,
playing the central role of Theodore Sedgwick, I give you Mister Nicolas Cage!"
Cage came out on stage, waving and drinking from a bottle of
Scotch. His hair weave was even stranger than usual, and he was sporting a few
days of stubble. “Hello there!” he said,
a bit unsteady on his feet. “It’s going to be a whole lot of fun playing this
character, the hero, the main man, daddy-o!” This reporter wondered how drunk
Cage was, let alone if he had learned a single thing from playing the lead role
of an alcoholic in Leaving Las Vegas.
Bay grinned as Cage stood by him. “And of course in a film
like this, we have to have a love interest. Only they don’t start out that way.
See, she finds Theodore to be just as grating as everyone else in town, but
when he steps up and plays the hero, she starts thinking differently. Ladies
and gentlemen, in a casting coup reuniting Nic with his leading lady from Leaving Las Vegas, playing the local
mayor Alison Parker, I give you Elisabeth Shue!”
The actress stepped out on stage, looking a bit wary. “Hi,
um, I sort of got roped into this whole film without really thinking things
through. Please don’t think less of
me.”
Bay laughed. “What a sense of humour! Now then, we’ve got a
father and son dynamic in this film. It seems the two Sedgwick men don’t see
eye to eye on much these days. Young Brad Sedgwick just wishes his dad was less
of a busybody. Theodore wants his son to show more interest in hardware goods.
Playing Brad, I give you Shia LaBeouf!”
Shia LaBeouf came out on stage, waving in that vacant way
suggesting very little was going on in his head. “Hello! Shia is pleased to be
part of this film project! Shia needs the money to pay off some fines and his
lawyers after some legal troubles! Shia shrugs off legal troubles!” He took his
place by the others. This reporter sighed with dismay, and contemplated banging
his head against a wall.
Bay grinned again, and said, “And playing the part of the
easily annoyed next door neighbour Larry O’Neill, I chose someone else I
haven’t worked with before. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Tim Allen!”
The comedian, once the star of Home Improvement, and really only capable of playing himself, came
out on stage, smiling in that goofy and baffled way. He waved to the crowd.
“Hi! You know, I could have played the lead in this, but really, I’ve already
kind of played the annoying tool obsessed guy once, so that would be
typecasting myself. Instead I get to play the guy on the other side of the
fence. Only as I recall, Wilson wasn’t so easily annoyed by me. I mean, Tim.
The guy I played. Right. Because as we all know, stand-up comedians can’t
respond to any name but their own
when they actually act.”
Bay looked dazed for a moment, as if like a deer caught in
the headlights. “Note to self: rename the Larry O’Neill character to Tim
O’Neill,” he muttered to himself and continued.
“And playing the film’s paranoid survivalist villain Dirk Van Zandt, I
give you one of my favourite actors, my go-to guy, the one, the only... Steve
Buscemi!”
Buscemi walked out on stage, a mix of his usual creepiness
and a bit of shame in his face. “Someone please
break me out of my contract to work for this guy. The man’s a hack!”
“Steve, you’re such a kidder!” Bay said with a laugh. “Ladies and gentlemen, the main cast for Snowpocalypse Now, soon to go into
production. Francis Ford Coppola can kiss my ass if he thinks he can prevent me
from using that title.”
With that, Bay left the stage with his actors. This reporter
shared mutual grumbles and sighs of dismay with other real reporters.
Entertainment reporters, meanwhile, could be heard uttering phrases like “film
of the century” and “wow, did you see that cast?” like the blithering idiots
they are. This reporter wondered how long he would continue to be in
journalistic purgatory (editor: I hate
you. Your next assignment is going to involve you getting infected with the
Ebola virus).
That long, huh?
Wednesday, May 20, 2015
From Captivity To Freedom: The Great Escape
“We have in effect put all our rotten eggs in one basket.
And we intend to watch this basket very closely.” ~ Von Luger
“Colonel Von Luger, it is the sworn duty of all officers to
try to escape. If they cannot escape, it is their sworn duty to cause the enemy
to use an inordinate number of troops to guard them, and their sworn duty to
harass the enemy to the best of their ability.” ~ Ramsey
“Afraid this tea’s pathetic. Must have used these wretched
leaves about twenty times. It’s not that I mind so much. Tea without milk is so
uncivilized.” ~ Blythe
“Blythe’s not blind while he’s with me. And he’s going with
me.” ~ Hendley
“I haven’t seen Berlin yet, from the ground or the air, and
I plan on doing both before the war is over.”
~ Hilts
“If you’re asking me how far a commanding officer is allowed
to go, or dare go, or should be permitted to play God, I can’t answer you.” ~
Bartlett
The 1963 war drama The
Great Escape adapts the story of the true escape of British and
Commonwealth prisoners of war from Stalag Luft III, a German POW camp in what
is now Poland, during the Second World War. Adapted from the book written by
Paul Brickhill, one of the members of the escape, the film weaves together one
of the best casts assembled for a film. While certain names are changed, other
characters are composites of several people, and there are dramatic licenses
taken (such as the fact that there were no Americans in the camp at the time of
the breakout in reality), the film takes great care to present the details of
the escape as accurately as possible. It comes from director John Sturges (The Magnificent Seven, Gunfight At the O.K.
Corral, Hour Of The Gun).
In 1943, the most troublesome Allied prisoners of war are
being brought to a newly constructed prison camp, headed by a Luftwaffe
colonel, Von Luger (Hannes Messemer). He meets the largest group of arrivals personally,
informing the senior commander, a British group captain named Ramsey (James
Donald) that they should give up their attempts to escape. Among the early
arrivals in the camp are two Americans, Hendley
(James Garner) and Hilts (Steve McQueen). British servicemen include Blythe
(Donald Pleasence), Cavendish (Nigel Stock), Macdonald (Gordon Jackson),
Ashley-Pitt (David McCallum), Ives (Angus Lennie) and William Dickes (John
Leyton). The Australian Sedgwick (James Coburn) and a Polish pilot, Danny
Velinski (Charles Bronson) are also among the early internees at the camp. An
additional arrival turns up courtesy of the Gestapo, Roger Bartlett (Richard
Attenborough), a British pilot with a reputation for masterminding multiple
escapes and a chip on his shoulder where the Nazis are concerned.
The prisoners settle in after some first day escape
attempts. Hilts and Ives get tossed into solitary confinement for their initial
escapes and get to know each other during their time in what’s referred to as
the cooler. Bartlett begins making plans to engineer a mass escape and takes
stock of the particular skills of the prisoners within the camp. Some he knows,
others he makes their acquaintance, and it’s his concept that leads to the
digging of tunnels. Bartlett not only wants to escape- he wants to open a whole
new front in the heart of occupied Europe and make life hell for the Germans.
The screenplay by James Clavell, W.R Burnett, and Walter
Newman adapted the book recounting the events of the escape. They chose to make
composites of certain real men while telling the story, as well as producing a
screenplay that would be a star vehicle for some of the lead actors. There are
aspects of the film that didn’t happen in real life. The fact that many of the
prisoners were Canadian, for instance, is not touched on, and the nationalities
of the three prisoners who did make it all the way to freedom were in fact Norwegian
and Dutch. The sequences involving an airplane and a motorbike were also
dramatic license for the story. The screenplay does honour the details of the
escape by 76 POWs though, and grounds itself in strong characterization. There’s
also humour added into the mix of the screenplay where appropriate, as well as
the swinging back and forth between despair; while the ending might seem
initially downcast, the very last moments of the film bring an optimistic tone
of defiance and resilience that makes it work beautifully. We get to know the
characters gradually as the film unfolds and as they get to know each other,
and that’s one of the strengths of the screenplay.
Sturges filmed both on set and locations in Germany – the
camp interiors and the tunnel sequences are all done on set, while the
exteriors of the camp were erected near the studios. Local villages and towns
also featured prominently in location shooting. The set construction by the
crew particularly pays off- the interiors of the prison camp huts look as
Spartan and of the time as you would expect, and the tunnels feel
claustrophobic- very fitting considering one of the chief diggers is secretly
terrified of closed in spaces. The exterior construction of the camp also has
an accurate feel- it looks much like we would see in World War Two POW camps,
barbed wire and all. The place has an oppressive, dreadful feel. The uniforms,
props, and various other equipment are very much of the time, giving the film
an authentic sense of time and place. Sturges also brought composer Elmer
Bernstein in for the score. Bernstein, who had composed works such as The Ten Commandments, To Kill A Mockingbird,
The Magnificent Seven, and Thoroughly
Modern Millie among his many credits throughout his career, composed one of
his finest scores for the film, with cues that mirror the themes of the film-
oppression, defiance, hope, and exhilaration.
The casting is impeccable, one of the finest casts ever
assembled. Hannes Messemer might be the commander of the camp, but he’s not
unsympathetic as Von Luger. He’s a disciplined man, trying to keep a camp of
POWs under control, trying to be cordial, all while not crossing the line. The
actual man the character is based on survived the war, and the testimony of
former POWs that he had treated them fairly and within the rules of the Geneva
Conventions saw the officer freed. Von Luger doesn’t particularly seem that
much of a believer in the Nazi ideology, starkly seen early on during his
interaction with a Gestapo officer, who’s clearly a die-hard supporter. He also
doesn’t care for the mistreatment of prisoners. He might be a hard man, but
there’s an underlying decency in the man, and that’s what Messemer brings
across in his performance.
Donald Pleasence gives his best career performance as the
soft spoken and calm mannered British officer Colin Blythe, a detail oriented
headquarters officer who by a trick of fate has ended up a POW. His skills make
him a masterful forger, a vital skill for an escape attempt. Pleasence brought
experience to the role, too- he spent a year during the war as a POW in a
German camp. Blythe is tremendously sympathetic as a character; as the story
unfolds and he faces an unexpected obstacle, Pleasence plays to that sympathy
in his performance. Blythe and Hendley find themselves unlikely roommates, and
gradually friends. One of the finest moments in the film is the decision
Hendley makes to see Blythe out to freedom, and it speaks to the fact that
they’ve become such good friends.
Charles Bronson also has the best performance in his career
as Danny Velinski, the Polish pilot who is one of the two “tunnel kings” along
with Dickes. The two characters are already friends, and do much of the advance
work deep in the tunnels, which has involved frequent cave-ins as they’ve
worked. Midway through the film, Danny reveals his deep fear of closed spaces
to Dickes. It’s a crucial moment for the character and the actor (it seems
Bronson had claustrophobia issues himself) as his desire to be free clashes
with the fear, and his admission that he worries freezing up in the tunnel will
put others in danger. Considering the actor later ended up getting known for
playing a lot of tough guy roles, having him admit to a vulnerability that
would be understandable to many people is a good measure.
James Donald had a tendency to play authority figures
throughout his acting career on stage and screen. He was one of the featured
players in The Bridge On The River Kwai,
King Rat, and Lust For Life. He
plays the senior officer Ramsey with the cool British reserve you would expect
of the character. Ramsey is based on the actual senior officer in the camp, an
experienced escaper who didn’t take part in the escape and yet had to be
briefed in on what was going on. Ramsey comes across as calm under pressure, a
steady leader, somewhat pragmatic and with less of a chip on his shoulder than
Bartlett where the Germans are concerned.
James Coburn as Sedgwick is one of the quiet pleasures of
the film, a charming Aussie who’s the chief manufacturer in the escape attempt.
The character’s capable and resourceful, making use of whatever supplies can
come his way to aid in the escape. And he shows resilience and calm under
pressure as the film unfolds- out on the run and on his own, he shows wisdom in
the choices he makes, and takes things in stride when a rather startling event
unfolds around him.
Richard Attenborough became well known to audiences in North
America because of his role as Big X, aka Roger Bartlett, based on the real
mastermind of the breakout. Bartlett is ambitious in his plans for the escape,
a resolute leader, decisive, organized, and someone who pays close attention to
detail. He also bears a grudge against the Germans, who haven’t been
appreciative of his previous escapes, and there’s the sense that the character
is out for some payback as much as he wants to get to freedom. He’s not as calm
as Ramsey, but we can believe the character as a leader of men.
James Garner is one of the great treats of the film, a
charming scoundrel whose skill is at scrounging for the needs of the escape. A
skilled pickpocket or negotiator, Hendley is gifted at smuggling what needs to
be smuggled, charming, easygoing, and a good liar. The audience might suspect
he’d be a pretty good used car salesman- but under the charm is strongly held
principle and integrity (which of course would disqualify him from that job).
His decision before the escape to help Blythe reach freedom is a clear mark of
how decent Hendley is, and Garner plays these qualities throughout the film.
This film solidified Steve McQueen’s status as a superstar
in the world of film, and it’s a compelling, tremendously likeable character.
Hilts is based on more than one pilot, and is a defiant and irreverent man.
When he’s not breaking out of the camp during earlier attempts, he’s an
irritant to Von Luger and the guards in general. Of course he ends up spending
a good deal of time in the cooler, but solitary confinement doesn’t break his
spirit, it just strengthens his resolve. Events lead him to consider the benefits
of the larger escape attempt and play a pivotal role in it, and once on the
outside, Hilts finds himself on the run, with trouble circling in from all
sides. The character is a standout in a film filled with standout performances.
The Great Escape is one of those classic films that never gets old with repeated
viewings. Its characters have depth and complexity, and it’s not all black and
white as a POW film- the jailer is not entirely without sympathy. The film has
a good sense of humour, paces itself well, lets us get to know these men, and
then unleashes them in a bid for freedom. While the events that play out don’t
go according to plan, there is still resilience in the spirit of the men, and
the result is a rousing, tremendously satisfying film. It is a personal
favourite film, and a true classic.
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