Monday, July 14, 2014

NEW TO FAYES 6/15/14


profound sci-fi brain-stopper


A vivid and delightful animated spectacle

Saturday, May 10, 2014


Niko is a drunk driver.  He lives on an inheritance.  He is a white 30 something male living in Berlin.  The film follows him for one day as he tries to get a good cup of coffee.  Sound like your buddy who's start-up plan didn't pan out and needed to go find himself by traveling?  "Oh, boy!' is the German thesis film of Jan-Ole Gerster, set in and filmed in Berlin.  It is shot in black and white and hailed as a favorite among early Jim Jarmucsh aficionados.  Although a German production with more in direct connection to German bourgeois cultural problems, "Oh, boy!" can easily be read through a ueber contemporary tech-dominated Mission district of San Francisco lens.  Niko is painted as a normal Berliner navigating a gentrifying metropolis. This sort of experience is common among white men living in San Francisco today.  And like Niko, they are conveniently ignorance of patriarchal privilege.  When some of Niko's privileges are suspended he goes on a new journey to find himself, the content of the film.  Often when white San Francisco males' privilege is restricted they bitch about gentrification and/or maybe move to Oakland or Austin, or wherever has good coffee, a robust music scene and affordable housing, to join a new wave of gentrification they will be unaware of their participation in until it overtakes them a decade later.  Unfortunately "Oh, boy!" is also unaware of Niko's pathetic inability to care about anyone but himself.  Instead the film attempts to cast him as the lovable loser.  His angst is driven by a desire to be independent of his father, but to remain living with the trust fund created for him by his father.  The message of this film is that rich white men deserve some slack, because living with privilege is harder than we think.  Similar to the current fashion of most white males living in the mission these days, work clothes and Hitler youth haircuts, "Oh, boy!" is a facade of struggle worn by the upper-class to pass as common.

It's coming out in US theaters in July 14


Friday, April 25, 2014

Wes Anderson's new film was financed by Studio Babelsberg and filmed entirely in Germany, a sign that the bobos have decided definitively on imagining Berlin as the locale for the next Belle Époque.  In this 100 minute matryoshka doll chase story of empty and problematic archetypes Willem Dafoe plays the Nazi sociopath, Jeff Goldblum plays the pragmatic Jew and Ralph Fiennes and Tony Revolori play the cultivated and civilized white European male and the brown comedic sidekick, respectively.  Going into nationalities, Fiennes is the only foreigner in this lineup.  That Revolori plays the foreigner character and is of Guatemalan descent simply adds another movie to the long list of movies where any shade of brown actor = any shade of brown character necessary to make a joke work.  The twelve women of the story, played by , Saoirse Ronan, Giselda Volodi and Léa Seydoux in the only speaking roles, are mostly scenery pieces to support the flimsy and violent male fantasy this film takes viewers on and three of the four (*spoiler alert) die at the hands of men.

***I must interrupt now to tell you that I just overheard someone say that Suckerpunch was "literally the worst movie ever made, but has a cool soundtrack."  Why are people allowed to speak?****

So I was talking about bobos and Berlin.  Anderson has been leading the bobos by the eye and ear to the cutting edge of uppermiddleclass fashion, music and kitch since Rushmore and he's showing no signs of stopping now.  GBH, although lacking in his traditional whoa I love this Rolling Stones song soundtrack style, has all the trimmings for his future and destined job as a fashion and architecture photographer working for Banana Republic and side gig as a pinterest blogger/cool hunter.  If you want to know what music, espresso drink, clothes, food and or sexual orientation is up and coming, Berlin and Anderson can tell you.  If you want to know what 100 minutes of me guphawing at typical Hollywood appropriation sounds like, you missed your chance, cuz I'm only watching GBH once.