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Unbroken – Competent, Measured, Distant and Uninspiring

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Unbroken the movie – the story of Louie Zamperini based on the book by Laura Hildebrand (Seabiscut) – has all the right ingredients.  However, despite all of the resources available Angelina Jolie’s 2nd directorial effort while competent and hitting all its production marks – feels too measured, distant and ultimately uninspiring. It should be noted, the book biography Unbroken is a remarkable piece of work.  It was engrossing to the point that I read it in one day at home.  Hildebrand effectively tells four remarkable stories where frankness, honesty, grit, perseverance and ultimately humanity jump off the pages.

The easy out would be that no movie can be anywhere as good as the book when it comes to Biopics.  Well… let’s think about that hypothesis.  Hmm… Lawrence of Arabia, Schindler’s List, The Pianist, Ghandi, Papillion, The Hurricane, and Raging Bull quickly come to mind.

Frankly the result that is Unbroken the movie is a bit surprising.  The talent lineup (see notes) for major aspects of the behind the camera work would challenge the Murderer’s Row teams of the 1918 or 1927 NY Yankees. Their work in this movie cannot be called out for being weak or even subpar.  In fact on their own the product is good, but somehow they do not seem compelling when combined.

Also, Jack O’Donnell (as Zamperini), Domhnall Gleeson (as Phil) and Takamasa Ishihara (as Watanabe) are good in their roles, but something does not allow them to connect emotionally.

The bottom-line is that Unbroken misses on a couple of fronts.  Aspects of Zamperini’s life are treated in a bland, stiff, almost obligatory anecdotal fashion or missed completely, and in the end it does not feel personal or passionate.

Notes:

Screenplay: Ethan and Joel Cohen (Fargo, Blood Simple, No Country for Old Men), Richard LaGravense (The Fisher King, Little Princess, The Horse Whisperer) and William Nicholson (Gladiator, Les Miserables).  These guys are heavy hitters, but what is revealing is that three different writing styles were required and attributed to the film – that means bad news in Hollywood.  And if you are expecting some line of dialog that the Cohen’s always produce – it is not in this film.

Music:  Andre Desplat (6 AAN for Philomena, Argo, The Kings Speech, The Fantastic Mr. Fox, The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, The Queen).  My favorite of his recent work is the score for Zero Dark Thirty.  How was that not nominated?  I listen to “Seals Take Off” almost every day.  I was not humming the music theme one moment afterward and the End Title’s song by Coldplay seems remarkably out of place – no matter how much you like Chris Brown – of which I do.

Cinematography: Roger Deakins (11 AAN for Shawshank Redemption. Fargo, Kundun, Oh’ Brother Where Art Thou, The Man Who Wasn’t There, No Country for Old Men, The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford, The Reader, True Grit, Skyfall, Prisoners).  Wait a minute! How was Deakins not nominated for Mountains of the Moon or Courage Under Fire????  Deakins work here does not feel as deep, dark or grande as normal.

Editing:  William Goldenberg (AA Argo) and Tim Sqyres (AAN Life of Pie).

 

The Pitch and Octave Are Spot On – Lend Me a Tenor

The NexStage (Ketchum, Idaho) production of a farcical comedy that is all about everything falling apart pulls all aspects together – the result being highly entertaining, funny and thoroughly enjoyable.

Lend Me A Tenor is all about the folly that can be life when expectations and desires are misaligned, misunderstood and misrepresented.  Set in a hotel suite in Cleveland circa 1930’s, this misadventure offers us the pleasure of watching a group of opportunists try to leverage a cultural happening for their own selfish benefit – in ways too many and too funny to mention.  And the event? World renown Italian Tenor Tito Merelli (aka Il Stupendo) is coming to Cleveland for his first performance in America.  Tito is to sing the lead role in a performance of Giuseppe Verdi‘s Otello. It’s the biggest event in the Cleveland Opera’s history. The management and members of the Cleveland Opera Guild are practically foaming at the mouth about the resulting notoriety the association with Tito will bring them.

Lend Me a Tenor is an ensemble stage play.  The NexStage has cast an ensemble that works with effectiveness top-to-bottom. Newcomers Michael Kutner (as the wimpy Max and last minute replacement Max in Tito clothing) and Charlotte Hemmings (as Maggie the Tito Groupie) are solid. Newcomers Evan Marks (as Bellhop) and Hollie Ann Hatch (as Julie the Temptress) are pleasing as well.  However, as can be expected, local performing veterans Keith Moore (as Sanders the Opera Director), Claudia McCain (as Maria Tito’s wife) and Patsy Wygle (as Julia the Opera Benefactor) handle their roles with aplomb. Last but not least, Timothy Blomb (as Tito) is utterly convincing.

For me, McCain and Blomb stand out the most in this production as their striking physical features, costume and general stage presence prove to be a winning combination.

For this production, Lend Me a Tenor is Directed by Bruce Hostetler.  Lend Me a Tenor runs through this weekend (January 3rd, 2015).  I highly recommend you take in a performance.

Notes

Lend Me a Tenor was written by Ken Ludwig. It was originally titled Opera Buffa and had its first staging in Milford, NH.  A London West End production opened in 1986 at the Globe Theatre.  A New York Broadway production opened in 1989 at the Royale Theater – earning nine Tony nominations (1 award).

Cleveland Ohio in the 1930’s played a completely different role in America than as it does in the 21st Century.  From 1880’s through the 1950’s Cleveland was the 5th largest city in the United States (today it is 48th). Cleveland was the original home to the Rockefeller and Standard Oil empire and General Electric. Cleveland was a major manufacturing center during America’s Industrial era.  Because of Cleveland’s large population and wealth, culture (or the desire for) followed suit.

 

Praying to hear a laugh once more

Do you know the laugh of each of your friends?  Can you hear their laugh in your mind without them present?  Can you picture them laughing?

I have listened to and loved the laugh of Ellen Andary since she went by her maiden name (Monahan) and I had yet to turn 20 years-old.  For 37+ years I have heard Ellen Andary laugh with me and at me.  Because Ellen Monahan was gracious enough to marry my friend from childhood (grade school – high school and college) Mike Andary, she has had an enormous amount of material provided to her so as to laugh, cry, or both – in complete disbelief that two guys (or three, or four, or more) could be so stupid.  I really want to say it was Mike being stupid in the majority of cases – but that would be inaccurate and all of you know better.

When you have vacationed with someone, been their distance running partner, only guy to regularly go with them to their aerobics class (Jeff, Ellen and Becky Curtis – in the Jane Fonda Leg Warmer era) and shared the ups and downs of life – a laugh is going to be heard on a regular basis.  When you have grown older with a friend and get to watch your adult children knowing and experiencing part of their lives together – a laugh is going to be heard.  The last time I was the beneficiary of hearing Ellen’s laugh is when we all got together in East Lansing this fall for Homecoming at MSU.

Ellen’s laugh begins with her moving her neck and head slightly backward and then from the upper reaches of her throat comes a continuous rolling chuckle-ish like sound accompanied by a beautiful smile, finishing with a slight sigh.  If I am present, the subject involves me, and something stupid – Ellen follows all of it up with a roll of the eyes, a knowing look over to Linda as says “nice job Jeffy.”

Today I cannot command, or create a situation to hear Ellen laugh.  I pray each day the situation will change.  She is presently in a coma in Sparrow Hospital (Lansing MI) as the result of a head-on car crash on Friday December 5th 2014 created by a three-time convicted drunk driver (on probation) traveling the wrong way (while intoxicated) on a highway.  The vehicles collided at a combined 157+ mph.  Ellen was a passenger in the car hit by the drunk driver.  She was returning from her youngest son’s (Steven) high school hockey game in Grayling MI with Scott Kuhnert, father of Holden – the Patriots goalie.  Despite living 1,841 miles and two time zones almost due west of East Lansing MI., news travels fast.  Our mutual friend Dave Pruder soon learned of the situation and had the presence of mind to call me quickly thereafter.  After I hung up with Dave I immediately called Mike.

Dr. Scott Kuhnert, the husband of Kristine, father of Holden, Max and Quinn, and fellow Michigan State Spartan died instantly. The drunk driver died instantly. Ellen survived and had been life flighted from the accident (north of Mt. Pleasant MI – Linda’s home town) to the hospital.  Incredibly, my buddy – Dr. Michael Andary – one of the finest Physiatrists in the nation (he does not like such credit but the fact is his peers recognized him as the very best earlier this year) is equipped to deal with the situation.  Mike has stepped up at a tough time – as is always the case – and is handling it with grace and (as usual) humor.  If you want to see how multiple hundreds of individuals can collect in almost an instant and support a friend or simply want to offer a prayer – the link to the site is [here].

I do have a request, if not a command.  Take a moment out of your day…this day…if not this very second and contact a friend and say hi.  If only for the simple reason to catch up and connect – perhaps to even hear them laugh.

Scott Curtis, Jeff with baby (Mark and Becky Curtis Living Room Couch pillow), Ellen (laughing) with baby (Catherine) and Mike.

Jeff with 30th birthday gift from Ellen – A custom fitted toupee’ aka piece of cheap carpeting and elastic band. Not in photo: Ellen laughing and saying “nice hair Jeffy.”

Ellen and a different kind of laugh (with carving knife) and Linda after I pointed out that any time Ellen decided to get even with me I was reminded of the image of an eagle swooping down and up its unsuspecting prey via their talon’s with their verbal victory chant (cawing) off into the distance as in a nature documentary. Note: I was not harmed in this incident as I had Mike in front of me as a human shield and was wearing the toupee’ gift from Ellen as insulation from any potential knife attacks.