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James Cameron
Thanks a lot, king of the world

I blame James Cameron.

Once upon a time, Mr. Cameron made a little film called Terminator 2: Judgment Day, which, to my recollection, did reasonably well for its day. The marketing behind the movie conjured up a simple but interesting twist on the movie title for its teaser campaign by dropping the sub-heading completely and shortening the first word to its first letter, giving us the alliterative T2. It was a cute automobile metaphor that played off the fact that Schwarzenegger’s killing machine came off an assembly line, ready-made to maim, dismember and massacre.

It was clever… once.

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Ridley Scott is my favorite contemporary director. One of the few whose movies I will see by sheer virtue of his directorial involvement. His eye for photography is fantastic and his narrative pacing ebbs and flows like gentle surf. His education as a set designer has led him to create fantastic movies from the seed of production design. He has admitted as much on the DVD of Blade Runner. Whereas with some directors that could be an undoing, with Scott it has often enabled him to transcend the narrative.

That’s not to say he doesn’t have his flaws. His later work has suffered from an uneasy fondness for turbulent and slow-shutter cinematography in his action sequences. From such a celebrated visual director this is nothing short of perplexing. Leave the viscera of shaky-cam to directors like Michael Bay who want merely to make the audience happy (or hide flaws in the CGI), or Paul Greengrass who thinks he’s making “You-Are-There” docu-drama every time he rolls camera. You’re better than that, Ridley. Still, even when he succumbs to this injudiciousness, he’s frequently delivered a world and a story worth visiting.

His latest release, Robin Hood, marks the 33rd anniversary of Scott’s debut as a feature film director. How has his work evolved over the last three decades?

  • The Duellists (1977)
  • Stealing liberally, and successfully, from Stanley Kubrick’s Barry Lyndon, Scott makes a strong debut with this Napoleanic-era tale of obsession, hubris and bellicosity. Demonstrating early on his magnificent eye for production design and cinematography, the film is a series of violent narratives and gorgeous landscapes. Elegantly utilizing the more restrained 1.85:1 aspect ratio, Scott manages to capture sweeping vistas in a constrained frame — a feat generally reserved for the likes of David Lean and Terrence Malick.

  • Alien (1979)
  • Then the world took notice. Really three films in one, but paced laconically to heighten the terror when it arrives nearly at the midpoint. The chest-bursting scene remains one of the most iconic images in horror today. Yet as with the best of genre films, one could argue that its sci-fi elements outweigh its horror ones. After one decent sequel and four wretched ones, it’s a relief that Sir Ridley is returning to film not one, but two prequels to (hopefully) wrap this series up right.

  • Blade Runner (1982)
  • Try not to compare succeeding science fiction films to Scott’s masterpiece. Like Metropolis before it, this benchmark of modern sci-fi crosses so many genres it’s difficult to keep track. It’s also a wonder of experimental filmmaking. Compare the five continue reading…

This month in movie history.
While art in any form, be it films or books or music, is sometimes mired in the current or even the next big thing, looking back can afford a glimpse into that very present and future. So this month, I decided to take a little stroll down memory lane and see how things have progressed since my teenage years and what affect the films of yesterday have had on films of today.

 

25 YEARS AGO:

  • The Breakfast Club: Since James Dean bawled “You’re tearing me apart!” in Rebel Without a Cause in 1955, high school teenagers had, for the most part, been largely ignored on the big screen. Sure, you had the thirty-somethings posing as teenagers in the gleeful sex musical Grease, but that was hardly an honest representation of teen angst in the 70s. You had The Graduate and American Graffiti but those were movies about teenagers entering adulthood as they egressed the relative safety their high school years. Not until John Hughes defined the 1980s high school experience with this examination of the multi-clique social structure did teenagers inside the rough-and-tumble world of high school get fair representation. Even if you didn’t identify with any of these characters, continue reading…

It’s a requirement of every blog. At the end of each year/decade/millennium, every cineaste, film fan, movie maven, what-have-you, is obliged to recap his or her favorite flicks of that timespan. continue reading…

We all have our own personal movie favorites to watch at Christmas time. For most the preferred film is It’s a Wonderful Life. For me it’s an eclectic mix of expected and unexpected films that fills me with holiday cheer. continue reading…

I have a secret to tell you, only I can’t. The secret curator of Secret Cinema won’t let me. continue reading…

“Time is fleeting. Madness takes its toll,” chants the stringy-haired character Riff Raff at countless midnight screenings of “The Rocky Horror Picture Show” on any given weekend. At Landmark’s La Jolla Village Cinemas, the sentiment is appropriate to the occasion.

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The best movie house in San Diego may be a place you’ve never heard of.

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The end of summer in Hollywood inevitably brings with it the steady release of Oscar-contending movies. In San Diego, it means a competition of a different sort.

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