Movie Review: “Rosewater”

Rosewater

If you asked me a few decades ago whether the Jersey-based comedian I’d seen on MTV’s “Half-Hour Comedy Hour”, Jon Stewart, was going to end up being the man who’d bring you the realest fake news you’ll ever find, I probably would’ve given you a sideways glance. These days, it seems not only believable but also desperately important; Stewart has become one of the few reliable sources of stories that mainstream media would often leave untold. In this case, the chilling story of an interviewee from “The Daily Show” attracted Stewart’s attention and inspired him to take his first turn running the show behind the camera.

“Rosewater” is based on the novel “Then They Came for Me” (recently re-released under the name “Rosewater”), the true story of Iranian-born journalist Maziar Bahari (Gael García Bernal), who was in Iran in 2009 at the time Mahmoud Ahmadinejad squared off against Mir-Hossein Mousavi for the Iranian presidency. Bahari returned home to Tehran for a week, to report on the election for Newsweek magazine, but his family’s history of dissidence and subsequent imprisonment made him somewhat gun-shy on photographing even something otherwise so innocuous as a satellite dish array run by opposition-party supporters.

When Ahmadinejad declared a landslide victory before the polls even closed on Election Day, Bahari got a sense that something had gone horribly wrong; any optimism he felt upon arrival home was effectively squashed. Worse still, the protests that erupted subsequent to the news of Ahmadinejad’s re-election turned bloody and violent. Chided by his friend and driver, Davood (Dimitri Leonidas), for his failure to use the weapon in his hands – his video camera – Bahari sheepishly began videotaping a fiery protest that attracted gunfire from the Iranian military. He then passed his recording along to the BBC, who transmitted it to London that very night. The next morning, he was escorted to a prison where – much like his father and sister before him – he underwent confinement, interrogation, and systematic attempts to strip away his hope.

Bahari was often forced to wear a blindfold, so “Rosewater” refers to his near constant companion, an interrogator who perfumed himself with rosewater (Kim Bodnia). The interrogation sessions, filled with psychological and physical attacks, were aimed at breaking Bahari’s spirit and securing a confession that he was a spy for the West, working undercover as a journalist to help foment revolution and spread lies. One of the pieces of “evidence” used against Bahari was an interview with Jason Jones of “The Daily Show”; whether or not the satire was lost on the Republican Guard, Jones’ humorous attempts to paint Bahari as a spy were used as ammunition during at least one interrogation session. Over the course of 118 days, Bahari was held in captivity, his sanity and salvation constantly just outside of his reach. Ultimately, multiple confessions – including one where Bahari agreed to spy on behalf of Iran – were required to secure his release.

All of the actors give incredible performances, and the writing and directing (both Stewart) are top-notch. García Bernal, in particular, is astonishing in his range of feelings and expressions; you experience the roller coaster of emotions along with his Bahari, while watching from the uncomfortable comfort of a cushy theater seat. Lighting and technical overlays highlight the impact the Internet – especially Twitter – has in supporting the flow of information and communication. The importance of freedoms of association and communication can’t be oversold. Bahari’s story is a cautionary tale of false freedom and real imprisonment, and Stewart & co. have brought it to the screen in an Oscar-worthy manner that’s touching, shocking, and altogether mesmerizing.

4 stars out of 4

“Rosewater” opens nationwide on November 14, 2014. This movie is rated R for language, including some crude references, and violent content.

Movie Review: “Big Hero 6 3D”

Big Hero 6

 

The studio that created hits like “Frozen” and “Wreck-It Ralph” now brings us “Big Hero 6”, a futuristic tale based on the eponymous comic book series. As with the two prior titles, Disney Animation Studios hits one out of the park; “Big Hero 6” is easily the best animated film of the year – so good that my husband, who NEVER wants to see a movie more than once in the theater, has already asked when we can go again.

The story opens in the future megacity of San Fransokyo, where boy genius Hiro (Ryan Potter) is being bailed out of a dicey situation by his equally bright older brother, Tadashi (Daniel Henney). Hiro is clearly squandering his talent as a grifter on the underground robot fighting scene, and Tadashi offers him another potential future, one where Hiro features prominently as a fellow student at San Fransokyo Institute of Technology (SFIT). Part of the sell: Tadashi introduces him to Baymax, his personal healthcare robot whose advanced intelligence dazzles Hiro and convinces him to create a project for a showcase to help him audition for the same collegiate program as Tadashi.

 

Baymax queries his patient

Adorable level on a scale of 1-10? Clearly an 11.

 

Hiro’s work is brilliant: astonishing microbots that move, swarm, and flow according to neuron impulses captured by a special headband. His microbots win the day, and Hiro garners the competing attentions of SFIT program head Professor Robert Callaghan (James Cromwell) and dubiously-moraled entrepreneur Alastair Krei (Disney Animation regular Alan Tudyk). Krei offers a wide-open purse, but Callaghan’s disdain for Krei gives Hiro pause, so he chooses to take the college program instead. While celebrating outside the SFIT building with Tadashi and his program-mates/friends, a fire breaks out inside and one person dashing away in terror informs them that Professor Callaghan is still inside. Hiro pleads with Tadashi not to go back in, but Tadashi insists that someone has to do something – and both he and Callaghan are lost.

Mourning consumes Hiro, so much so that when he accidentally hurts himself and Baymax comes out of his holding case to render care, Hiro immediately dismisses him and barely notices when a tossed off command to chase an errant, anomalous microbot sends Baymax through the winding streets of San Fransokyo. Hiro follows – only to find that someone is manufacturing his microbots, which had all been assumed lost in the fire. That someone turns out to be a mysterious character in a Kabuki mask who controls a plentiful supply of microbots and attempts to snuff out Hiro and Baymax with his creations.

 

Kabuki

The mysterious Kabuki-masked character, manipulating an army of microbots

 

Hiro enlists the help of Tadashi’s friends and provides “upgrades” to all of them, tech uniquely designed to optimize their strengths and skill sets, such as Go Go’s roller suit that capitalizes on her magnetic disc designs. The six-member team – Hiro, Baymax (now in a special winged armor), Go Go (Jamie Chung), Honey Lemon (Genesis Rodrigues), Wasabi (Damon Wayans, Jr.), and Fred (T.J. Miller) – track down the Kabuki-masked person, in an attempt to understand what happened the night of the fire. Their reconnaissance and the subsequent chase show the level of Hiro’s emotional wounds from the loss of his brother, and the team has to find a whole new way to rally in order to dispense justice and bring Hiro back from the brink.

 

Go Go, Wasabi, and Honey Lemon

Go Go, Wasabi, and Honey Lemon, suited up and ready for action

 

“Big Hero 6” is a mature kids’ movie, or perhaps it’s better to describe it as a shinier, computer-generated piece of anime. The characters are engaging, the story is well-written, and Baymax is one of the best things to hit the screen in ages. He’s a marshmallow of a robot, simultaneously soft and firm, and his unwavering support for Hiro is – at times – heartbreaking. I saw this movie in 3D, and though I’m sure it looks great in 2D, it was visually stunning in 3D. If you’re asking whether you should watch “Big Hero 6” in 3D, I’d recommend it but not say that it’s an absolute requirement.

 

Baymax upgraded and in full armor

Baymax, in full armor, with Hiro (left)

 

And now, the other big question: is “Big Hero 6” scary? I brought the entire family to this movie, somewhat unsure how the Kabuki-masked figure might be for my 5 and (then) 7 year-old. I showed both kids two trailers for the movie, and while my 7yo dd was still a thumbs-up, my 5yo ds was ready to bolt. We brought him anyway, and they had the usual standing order to snuggle up with one of us if they got scared. My ds did fine throughout the movie, even adopting Baymax’s signature fistbump (“ba la la la la!”), while his big sister cringed for good bits of the movie and has tried to ban any discussion of it. In other words, your mileage may vary. There are a couple of scary scenes, but the movie is generally bloodless and each of the brief scary scenes are well outweighed by a far larger number of amusing or uplifting scenes.

It’s a testament to how great this film was that dh can’t wait to go again – and I knew instantly that this is one that we’ll buy on release day when it makes it to Blu-Ray/DVD. In short: don’t miss “Big Hero 6”.

 

Feast

“Feast” – A sweet friendship begins…

 

Speaking of shorts: “Big Hero 6” is preceded by a sweet short film called “Feast”, about a puppy who grows up to be the gourmand wingman for a bachelor with a penchant for fast-food. As his owner and BFF develops a romantic relationship with a woman who teaches him to love vegetables, the (now-grown) dog is relegated to more of a pet role. Life happens and the couple separates, leaving things up to the dog – much like the paper airplanes of Oscar-winning “Paperman” – to make the happy ending happen. This delightful and sweet romp made for a great lead-in to “Big Hero 6”, and I wouldn’t be surprised if either one garners an Oscar nomination of its own.

4 stars out of 4

“Big Hero 6” opens nationwide on November 7, 2014. This movie is rated PG for action and peril, some rude humor, and thematic elements

Walking through the land of the unreal

There’s a part of me that wishes I could do something like NaNoWriMo or NaBloWriMo or Na{insertthing}WriMo – I’d love to think I had the energy to write more. Lately, it seems like most of my energy has gone into my work, which makes sense given that I was recently promoted into management, or it’s gone into my kids, my parents, and the 1001 things that we’re trying to juggle these days.

As I write this, I’m staring out the window of my hotel room onto part of Disneyland’s California Adventure. I’m in Anaheim for meetings, and it’s been 27 years since I was last here. My parents took us to Disneyland for one of the days we had in LA as part of the celebration of my sister’s high school graduation. Since then, I’ve been to LA a few times, but mostly for games at the Rose Bowl or Dodger Stadium. When it comes to California, my vibe is decidedly more in tune with the Bay area, which is part of why I had so much fun at BlogHer this year.

So it was funny when I went out for a quick trip to The Body Shop to get a makeup sponge – the one thing I’d forgotten to bring with me – and then went on a seemingly fruitless hunt for *mostly* local food. The restaurants in this part of Anaheim are so terribly generic. In a sea of hotels and motels, you can get just about any major sit-down chain meal you’d like, but the true local flavor is hidden. It’s so bizarre. I’m sure that if I had bothered to rent a car, I could’ve driven to somewhere with something different to offer than the homogenous TOURIST CHOW experience. At The Body Shop, I chatted with the staffer who shrugged at the low variety of locally-based options; she seemed numb to the fact that she was surrounded on all sides by national chain after national chain, none representing the flair or flavor of Southern California.

As it was, I finally found a small local chain – a bakery – but it was a 15-minute walk from The Body Shop. Having a little time before I had to head back to the hotel room for my call home to the kiddos, I decided to hoof it. And that’s when I realized that the bakery was in Downtown Disney. We just went to DisneyWorld this summer, so being back in a Disney environment was both familiar and incredibly jarring. A technicolor monorail whooshed overhead, and all I could imagine was how much ds would’ve had a head explosion seeing it. I managed to get a lovely caprese sandwich and fruit cup at the La Brea Bakery – my big find – and now I know that there’s plenty of shopping and other eats worth hitting tomorrow night. I may also purchase some more treats from La Brea Bakery; they had a lovely selection of baked goodies on display, and the sandwich was on delightfully chewy and crunchy fresh bread.

To be sure, there’s much fantasy to be found in the world of Disney, whether you’re at DisneyWorld or Disneyland. But there’s one thing I can definitely say: after seeing all the effortlessly bland options right near my hotel, I’ll take the deliberately comforting sights and tastes of Downtown Disney. It’s the realest surreal I think I’ll find in this part of town.