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Concussion: Measured Approach Proves to be More Impactful

concussion

More often than not it takes an outsider to identify what is actually occurring – often against what anyone wants to acknowledge.  Concussion the film starring Will Smith (Six Degrees of Separation, Ali, Focus) appears to speak the truth in measured and elegant tones. The truth that is the story line of Concussion is that American Football is a dangerous sport that in addition to the obvious injuries associated with a violent physical activity, 28% of its long-term participants will ultimately contract a terrifying brain disorder that is named Chronic Traumatic Encephalopathy, or CTE. The end of these players lives is early chronologically and ugly.  Sadly the numbers are irrefutable.

Full Disclosure:  I enjoyed playing football as a youth and love following and watching College Football – especially my alma-mater Michigan State University. I am not that interested in Professional Football as it has not been played in my hometown of Detroit, Michigan since my birth in 1957.

Different than one of my favorite books and films – Three Days of the Condor (six in the book) – Concussion is not a conspiracy thriller with chase scenes down Russian Hill in San Francisco, or multiple murders of innocent people to be quieted by foreign hit men.  The conspiracy is there all-right, but it is performed through attempted disgrace and false charges applied against the truth tellers (for the love of the sport).

Perhaps the biggest conspiracy?  Denial!

I like Concussion because it allows actors like Will Smith, Alec Baldwin, Albert Brooks and David Morse to play nuanced roles of real-life people instead of allowing dialed in performances of characters that are really just their well known performer-selves.

A Beautifully Crafted Homage to Rocky: Creed

Creed

Ryan Coogler’s highly enjoyable Creed touches viewers in all the right spots at all the right times. Coogler (Fruitvale Station) accomplishes something else with Creed – pays respect to the original in ways few films – that attempt similarly – accomplish.  Forty years-ago the film Rocky caught The United States of America by storm. Delivered during the bi-centennial (1976) Rocky was so perfectly timed and appropriately delivered that even the most logical and reasoned cynics and critics (me included) could not undo its popularity.

The fact that Creed will win over Rocky fans is a nice compliment. However, the film and story stand on their own.  Creed stars, Michael B. Jordan (The Wire, Friday Night Lights, Fruitvale Station) and Sylvester Stallone (Rocky, Cliffhanger, Judge Dredd).  The on-screen chemistry between the two is undeniable and magnetic.  Stallone’s performance in Creed should remind all of us that given the right vehicle, he is a joy to watch on the screen.  The fact that you can understand Rocky’s every word is a pleasant bonus.  Tessa Thompson as Creed’s love interest Bianca works very well – but to a lesser degree.

Coogler’s strong direction is amplified by cinematographer Maryese Alberti’s (The Wrestler) ability to frame each scene – letting them develop on what feels is their own time and schedule.  No scene in Creed feels rushed, obligatory or throwaway – and this is a crucial aspect given the film’s 2 hour and 13 minute (133) run-time. Alberti is arguably the best documentary cinematographer in the film industry (Love Marylyn, West Memphis) and Creed benefits from that skill set.  Creed feels real.

Another big factor in Creed’s success is the score and musical soundtrack.  Swedish composer Ludwig Goransson (We’re the Miller’s) score is powerful.  Goransson collaborated with Thompson (also a member of the band Caught a Ghost) to create nine original songs for the film.  What is nice about all of them is that they compliment Creed.

Polished Not Stirred

Spectre

To suggest Spectre, the latest installment in the world of James Bond, offers nothing new would be to miss the point by a margin similar to the gun shots taken at Bond by the bad guys. Spectre is a highly polished and mostly effective escape that will keep its viewers away from the dreary doldrums of daily life for almost all of its 148 minute run-time.  It should be noted keeping today’s attention deficit audience engaged for 148 minutes is about 30-45 minutes longer than the norm.

In a general sense Spectre follows the Bond playbook to the letter; Thin plot with ominous overtones, scene locations that make an exotic travelogue feel pedestrian, stunts that cirque du soleil would applaud, and a theme song single that is catchy and memorable.

Is this installment of Bond the same as the others? Sure it is and this fact should make followers happy. M, played for the 2nd time by Ralph Fiennes (Schindler’s List AAN, The English Patient AAN, In Bruges) – harps on Bond to almost no end.  Monenypenny, played for the 2nd time by Naomie Harris (28 Days Later, Mandela) – almost kisses Bond but thinks better of it. Q, played for the 2nd time by Ben Winshaw (Layer Cake, The International) – is not able to keep the Aston Martin away from Bond any more than his predecessors.  So the crew is back.  How is this installment of Bond different?  Take the three afore-mentioned roles and compare their involvement in Spectre to the original films. Much is comfortably the same and much is enjoyably new. Hint – they all actually leave the confines of their normal environs.

Even Spectre’s soundtrack is different and familiar at the same time. Thomas Newman the 12 time Oscar nominated composer and conductor returns for the 2nd time.  Newman, son of nine-time Oscar winner winner Alfred, and cousin of two-time Oscar winner Randy, provides a crisp and perfectly timed score.  Much of the sound is new.  However if it feels familiar at certain junctures – think Shawshank Redemption, The Horse Whsiperer and The Green Mile and you would be correct – as Newman reuses his work in those films in Spectre.

New on the scene is Cinematographer Hoyte Van Hoytema (Insterstellar, Her, The Fighter). The single-tracking-shot opening of Spectre begins with a street scene in Mexico City’s celebration of Day of the Dead.  It is over four minutes in length before what appears to be the first cut-away. The opening sequence is exceptionally effective as a means to daw in the audience and might best be described as a homage to Emmanuel Lubezki (AA Birdman, AA Gravity, AAN Children of Men) and his 6:18 city warfare scene in Children of Men.  Both Lubezki and Hoytema will admit and salute to the subtle use of Computer Generated Imaging (CGI) to create the appearance of a single-tracking result.  I am on record of not being a fan of CGI, but Spectre applies it in a most appropriate and convincing manner.

And finally to the women of Spectre.  Some excellent female artists from Italy and France are under utilized.  Italian Monica Bellucci (The Passion of the Christ, Matrix movies), and Frenchwoman Léa Seydoux (Inglorious Basterds, Midnight in Paris, The Grand Budapest Hotel) are the female interests of James Bond in Spectre.  Unfortunately Daniel Craig (James Bond) does not appear to have any chemistry with the striking Bellucci or the intriguing Seydoux.  Their scenes feel perfunctory at-best and at-worst stiff and unbelievable.  Now the chemistry between Bond and Moneypenny is altogether different.

All-in-all Spectre is worthy of a trip to the theatre for a viewing on the big-screen.