Archive for March, 2016

In the Eye of the Beholder

Posted in Review with tags , , on March 28, 2016 by Timothy Parfitt

 

Set in 1920 Paris, Marguerite tells the story of Baroness Marguerite Dumont (Catherine Frot), an eccentric woman of considerable means with a passion for music. She’s amassed thousands of scores, sings for hours each day, reenacts famous operas complete with elaborate costumes and performs in front of large crowds at charity fundraisers.  Only no one, not her husband, not her butler nor the rest of the staff will tell her sings horribly. Her voice is not mediocre, but astoundingly, shockingly bad.

This simple premise, based on a true story, blooms into a surprisingly complex meditation on love, beauty, ugliness and truth. Continue reading

Death in Venice

Posted in Review, TV (Prime-time) with tags , , on March 26, 2016 by Timothy Parfitt

Flaked, the new Netflix series starring and created by Will Arnett, is a show about identity issues with a host of its own issues. It tells the story of Chip (Arnett) a recovery alcoholic who cruises around Venice, California on a bike because he lost his license after he killed someone drunk driving. Chip presents himself as ten years sober, but seems to use AA mostly as a way to find and hit on young women and sneaks sips of wine out of a Nalgene labeled “Kombucha” at any chance. Continue reading

Uneasy is the Ear that Hears the Sound

Posted in Review with tags , on March 21, 2016 by Timothy Parfitt

Cinema occurs when sight and sound collide, and Orson Welles’ Chimes at Midnight is bisected by that crossroad. The visuals, shot in black and white by cinematographer Edmund Richard, are overwhelmingly gorgeous. The score, written by Angelo Francisco Lavagnino, is memorable and evocative. The dialogue, adapted by Welles’ from Shakespeare’s Henry IV and V, is unfortunately nearly impossible to understand, ruining what could be a singular piece of filmmaking.

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Feed the Beast

Posted in Uncategorized on March 12, 2016 by Timothy Parfitt

A period piece that feels timeless, Embrace of the Serpent is a journey to the heart of the Amazon. Two trips, separated by decades but both in the first half of the twentieth century, take two different white men upriver in search of the same elusive plant. Karamakate, a shaman who lives in self-exile, takes a sick German explorer in search of a sacred plant that may him. Then, forty years later, an elderly, amnesiac Karamakate agrees to take an American scientist, who has “devoted his life to plants,” on a search for the same plant. “That’s the most sensible thing I’ve ever heard from a white man,” Karamakate deadpans. Continue reading