Showing posts with label Rian Johnson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rian Johnson. Show all posts

Sunday, November 29, 2009

Brick

Brick - Dir. Rian Johnson (2005)


Writer/director Rian Johnson had a crazy idea for his first feature. He loved the film noir genre and wanted to do one of his own. But, the elements of the genre are easily recognizable thanks to the stark lighting, dark subject matter, trenchcoats, and sultry women. Just about everything has been done with the noir, so Johnson decides to place his film in a high school setting with teenagers as the characters. It sounds like a silly premise for a parody (Bugsy Malone, anyone?), except Johnson plays it straight and manages to dust off an old staple of cinema and give it a fresh coat of paint.

Brendan (Joseph Gordon-Levitt) is the classic loner. He keeps everyone at a distance and eats his lunch behind the Port-A-Johns so that no one will bother him. Brendan's aloof manner belies the love he still carries for his ex-girlfriend, Emily (Emilie de Ravin of Lost fame), who has since fallen in with the wrong crowd. Out of the blue, Brendan gets a call from a distraught and frightened Emily asking for help and babbling about a "brick." They meet, but Emily just tells Brendan to stay away. Two days later, he finds her dead, face down in front of a sewer tunnel.

Brendan takes it upon himself to navigate the various cliques at his school with help from his right-hand man, The Brain (Matt O'Leary), who provides him with info and whatever else might be needed. Brendan's journey brings him on a collision course with an assortment of colorful characters. There's the popular power couple of Brad Bramish (Brian J. White), the football jock, and Laura (Nora Zehetner), the femme fatale. Brad is a total lunkhead, but Laura has her fingers on everyone's pulse and she's anxious to help Brendan. Not so eager to help are Dode (Noah Segen), a stoner who hangs out by the dumpsters near a coffee shop, and Kara (Meagan Good), a snobbish member of the Drama Club.

Digging deeper, Brendan uncovers the identity of The Pin (Lukas Haas), short for "kingpin", a young man responsible for the city's drug trade. Brendan has to step gingerly in his dealings with the crime boss, thanks to The Pin's main muscle, the brutish Tug (Noah Fleiss). If that wasn't bad enough, Brendan has Trueman (Richard Roundtree), the school's assistant vice-principal, breathing down his neck.

Fans of 3rd Rock From the Sun will be surprised at how different Joseph Gordon-Levitt looks and acts in this film. He's a much darker character and brings a lot of strength and maturity to the role. Watching Brendan in action makes you wonder if Sam Spade or Mike Hammer were ever in this thick during their school days. Gordon-Levitt definitely continues to pave the road originally started by actors like Robert Mitchum and Humphrey Bogart. He'll take a few shots to get a good one in and he's got the hard-boiled dialogue down to a tee. Brendan backs off a gang of potheads by warning them, "Throw one at me if you want, hash head. I've got all five senses and I slept last night that puts me six up on the lot of you."

And I hope I don't spoil too much when I say that Zehetner reminds me a lot of Mary Astor in The Maltese Falcon. She gives off the same vibe as the seemingly trustworthy woman latching onto the hero. Both Astor and Zehetner brought serious sexiness to their roles, done in a restrained manner, unlike the more overtly revved-up femme fatales like Rita Hayworth or Lana Turner.

Long-time followers of film noir will get all the influences and references being dropped during Brick. Johnson was a huge fan of the Coen Brothers' Miller's Crossing, which introduced him to the works of Dashiell Hammett since it was based on Hammett's novels, The Glass Key and Red Harvest. You can easily see touches of both of those quintessential detective yarns when Brendan attempts to play the opposing sides against one another.

The high school setting also gives us two surreal moments that would probably never come out of the pens of Hammett, Mickey Spillane, or James M. Cain. A blindfolded Brendan is taken to The Pin's home where he's beaten by Tug and locked in the basement. In the next scene, he's brought up to the kitchen where The Pin's mom fixes him juice and cereal. Later, Brendan comes to at Tug's place where he meets the tough guy's mob, a gaggle of white-trash goons in white t-shirts and blue jeans. It adds a bizarre sensibility to the film, along with a pinch of humor.

Brick isn't billed as "A Film by Rian Johnson", but as "A Detective Movie by Rian Johnson", which it most definitely is. Certainly, you might have to take a leap of faith in order to digest parts of the film. We never see the inside of a classroom once throughout the film. Not to mention, I doubt any high school student would ever in a million years say the word, "yegg." Yet, the story is incredibly rich and just so much fun that I was more than willing to put myself in their hands and just let them take me along for the ride.

Rating: *** 1/2

Sunday, June 21, 2009

The Brothers Bloom

The Brothers Bloom - Dir. Rian Johnson (2009)


Rian Johnson made his debut as a feature filmmaker with Brick, a modern-day film noir set in a high school and starring that kid from 3rd Rock from the Sun. It could have been a complete joke, a retread of the Scott Baio vehicle, Bugsy Malone. Instead, it was a sharply written first-time effort, that was part Raymond Chandler, part John Hughes. For his second film, Johnson decided to tackle the heist film genre, inspired by films like The Sting and Dirty Rotten Scoundrels. And thus was born, The Brothers Bloom.

The titular siblings are Stephen (Mark Ruffalo) and Bloom (Adrien Brody). We’re not really sure if that’s his first or last name. I mean, are they like the Mario Brothers? Would that make them Stephen Bloom and Bloom Bloom? In any event, the pair are orphans and start off in the con game as kids where Stephen writes out the con as if he were a florid Russian novelist. His motto is the perfect con is the one where "everyone gets what they want." Bloom, however, grows weary of having his entire life written out for him and retired to Montenegro. Stephen eventually tracks him down with the help of their silent partner, an explosives expert named Bang Bang (Rinko Kikuchi). The brothers’ new mark is an eccentric heiress, Penelope Stamp (Rachel Weisz), who lives alone in her Xanadu-esque mansion collecting hobbies. She plays numerous musical instruments, dabbles in photography, juggling chainsaws, and crashing expensive Lamborghinis. Stephen’s Machiavellian plot this time around involves posting as art smugglers and coaxing Penelope for a globe-trotting adventure in order to bilk her of a couple million dollars. Of course, Bloom falls for her, putting a crimp in Stephen’s plans.

Rounding out the supporting cast are Robbie Coltrane as another cohort known only as the Belgian (though he may not actually be Belgian) and Maximillian Schell as the brothers’ former mentor, the Diamond Dog.

Many new filmmakers suffer a case of the sophomore slump after a strong debut. They get studio offers, bigger budgets, access to name actors, and a move towards the mainstream. Most fall short of the high expectations held by fans and critics. Shari Springer Bergman & Robert Pulcini followed up their excellent translation of Harvey Pekar’s semi-autobiographical comic book, American Splendor, with the anemic chick-lit adaptation The Nanny Diaries. Another example would be Justin Lin and pretty much everything he’s done since Better Luck Tomorrow. Though both of Johnson’s films exist in a nebulous time and place just outside of reality, Brothers Bloom is a drastic departure from the dour ambience of Brick, it remains a strong, if uneven, effort from Johnson.

Brothers Bloom is the type of film that relies on pulling a fast one on the audience which is part and parcel for a heist movie. There are plenty of twists and turns as the narrative unfolds. Much like Tony Gilroy’s Duplicity, Brothers Bloom tries to be too clever for its own good. It’s self-consciously quirky and feels awfully proud of itself for being able to reference James Joyce.

The film shines when it allows the characters to simply be. There’s great chemistry between Brody and Ruffalo who got along swimmingly off-screen. Both actors have a lot of fun with their roles. Rinko Kikuchi was one of the only bright spots of the insipid and preachy Babel and she shines in another silent role. She displays some excellent comic timing. The true star of the production is Rachel Weisz in one of her best roles. She’s funny, warm, and it’s easy to see how Brody’s character could so easily fall in love with her. I should also point out Ms. Weisz really did learn the ukulele, juggling, martial arts, skateboarding, and card tricks amongst other skills for the part.

The Brothers Bloom is The Sting if it had been directed by a less meticulous Wes Anderson. Johnson helms the picture with clever style and there are plenty of gorgeous locations. It’s a fun and breezy film, but it won’t leave much of an impression on you once the credits roll.

Rating: ** 1/2