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  • Trans & Disability Representation: A Cinematic Comparison

    Trans & Disability Representation: A Cinematic Comparison

    Cinema has been going for over 100 years and, in its time, it’s shown many different people from many walks of life. Representation has become more and more important over the years and many film studios have gone out of their way to tell the stories of different people so that we can see people and hear stories that we may not have heard otherwise.

    However, with great representation comes great responsibility, so the portrayal of a character that the film makers may or may not have knowledge of varies greatly depending on the research that the film makers put in and the input from the people that they are trying to portray on screen.

    Some film makers get it right and some don’t and often that means that there are various cliches and tropes that rear their ugly heads and become so common that it may be hard to undo them.

    Inspirational films about disabled people distort reality

    Over the past few years, it seems that Hollywood has started to tell stories with trans people and as a disabled cis male, I and many others have started to notice that the trans community are getting treated much the same as the disabled community have in cinema for over 100 years. So, here I am offering up a guide on what not to do when representing the trans community in cinema because disabled people have been down this road before and if it doesn’t stop now then there may be no way back.

    Firstly, the struggle that many trans people experience in order to be the person they are inside is one that’s full of emotional anguish, self-acceptance and mostly a time where they can truly feel like they are the person they are meant to be. Some people also go through some kind of turmoil when they become disabled, usually after being cut down in the prime of their lives.

    Eddie Redmayne’s Oscar bite didn’t get a bite

    These stories are not comparable, yet Hollywood may find the temptation to make the story of a trans person align with the stories that have been told about disabled people for years. The individual journey of a trans person becoming who they are inside should not be the sole reason for their story, it only serves as a way to teach cis people what a trans person may experience while they’re transitioning, and as mentioned earlier, results may vary as to how involved trans people are in the film.

    Also, trans and disabled people do not exist to be pitied or looked down on because of a change in life or that they were born differently. Our stories shouldn’t be intense melodramas that tell the story of a person who lives their life in isolation because nobody understands them. There are many disabled and trans people that live great, varied lives and many are accepted widely by the people around them. Their physical appearance and their behaviour should never be an excuse for film makers to make the audience cry because of our supposed sad, lonely lives.

    Dustin Hoffman’s portrayal became the benchmark of acting for Oscar contenders

    On the other side, our supposed differences should never be highlighted to indicate that we’re in some way different psychologically from other people. In short, we are not evil. Often disabled people have been portrayed as villains with physical differences such as facial scarring, a missing limb or a wheelchair. Similarly, there has been trans representation in horror and thrillers because serial killers are often portrayed as cross dressers or go to more extremes to be women such as in The Silence of The Lambs.

    The implication is that because somebody chooses to dress differently than the sex that they were born is that their minds must be affected in some way and that makes them untrustworthy which couldn’t be further from the truth. With disabled people, if they have a facial scar, a missing limb or something else then it suggests they have been wronged by the world and that their minds have turned to revenge on a world that mistreats and ignores them. Again, something that couldn’t be farther from the truth.

    Characters such as Buffalo Bill from Silence of The Lambs enforce a harmful stereotype

    Also, it wouldn’t hurt if trans and disabled people played themselves. Once Hollywood started to write stories in the way that only mainstream cinema could, certain actors jumped at the chance to portray somebody other than themselves. Eddie Redmayne portrayed Lili Elbe, a Danish painter and trans woman who underwent ground breaking surgery in Tom Hooper’s The Danish Girl which was hotly tipped as an Oscar winner which would bag Redmayne his second Oscar win. This resulted in an expected Oscar nomination for Redmayne and ironically a win for Alicia Vikander as Elbe’s partner.

    However, that didn’t stop Hollywood to try and tell more stories from the trans community with reports of Scarlett Johansson and Halle Berry expressing interest in playing trans men. Disabled people have been dealing with this kind of representation for years and there’s an assumption that if you’re an actor like Daniel Day-Lewis, Al Pacino or Dustin Hoffman that have played disabled people and won Oscars then it makes you a better actor. It does not. Don’t let that be a thing with trans people too.

    Heart-warming true stories about disabled people limit their potential on screen

    Finally, and perhaps most importantly. We are not your inspiration. Stories showing trans people becoming the people they were always meant to be and disabled people ‘overcoming the odds and triumphing in the face of adversity’ are not good reasons to make films. It may make audiences feel good that somebody on screen can finally feel good about themselves, continuing their lives as normal, but these feel good moments of achievement are few and far between.

    They also ignore the continuing ignorance and prejudice that we all experience every single day. Nobody overcomes something they’re born with, because once they’ve achieved something that other people wouldn’t believe they could do, the way they were born is still very much a part of them.

    Daniela Vega in A Fantastic Woman is only one of a handful of trans people in cinema

    So, there are a few examples of what could happen in cinema with trans people if Hollywood gets the idea that representing their stories could be the next big thing. Hollywood always likes to think it’s progressive, but if they start to fall back on old tricks to manipulate audiences then they may be setting back representation for many years to come.

  • Freddy And Jason: Ranked!

    Freddy And Jason: Ranked!

    Halloween is upon us once again. And after the horror show that has been the year 2020, there is no better time to watch a scary movie to forget about the real horrors. If you are struggling to find something to give you some joyful, creepy thrills, then look no further than these two characters.

    Freddy Kruger and Jason Voorhees have become more than icons of horror. They are as inseparable to horror as the zombie and the witch, Frankenstein and Dracula, spiders and bats. It is hard to think of modern horror media without them. The films they make, the A Nightmare on Elm Street and Friday the 13th series’, continue to entertain, terrify and influence fans of horror to this very day. Even when the films they are in are less than stellar – which, admittedly, is most of them. It says something about their staying power when even the poorest films are popular enough to warrant making more.

    Whether it’s killing teens in their dreams or at camp, alone or even together, there is no escaping the pair of them. With them having a staggering total of twenty films between them, there is a lot to look at. But which is the best of them, and which go out with a whimper? And what are the best kills the psychotic duo can deliver? 

    The best place to start is from the bottom up.

    20. Freddy’s Dead: The Final Nightmare (1991)

    As will soon become apparent, the Elm Street movies tend to be the better of the two. Overall, they tend to be more narratively creative and visually interesting. But not Freddy’s Dead. The sixth installment in the Nightmare franchise is not only the worst of Freddy’s offerings – it is one of the worst horror films ever made! You name it, it fails at it.

    From the director who would later give us Tank Girl, Freddy’s Dead is as fake as they come. The sets look like those of an early 90’s tv show. The story is nonsensical – focusing on a child that Freddy (apparently) had, now all grown up and having to destroy her father’s evil spirit. The 3D used towards the end of the film is nothing more than a gimmick – which the filmmakers were likely ashamed of with how late in the runtime it is used. Horrible acting, with Freddy actor Robert Englund trying his best to work with the material he’s given. Despite attempting to be more humorous than the ones before it, it isn’t even remotely funny.

    It is embarrassing to see the Elm Street franchise fall to such low levels. As a viewer, I have never been able to finish it in a single viewing. There isn’t anything to recommend. Everything here is recycled from the other, better films. All this film adds – the daughter, the 3D, the strange subplot about the town forbidding children from setting foot there – is all wince inducing. And Freddy’s death, despite being the title and final line of dialogue, is very anti-climactic. Thankfully, it was not the last we saw of our favorite dream killer.

    The Best Kill: The film’s only remotely fun scene involves Freddy causing a deaf victim’s head to explode. This is done when he gives him a hearing aid that enhances all sound. After some Looney Toon-esc antics, Freddy scratches his claws on a chalkboard until the young man’s head can’t take any more. It’s silly, for sure, but it is also surprisingly well handled. It doesn’t make up for the rest of the film though.

    19. Friday the 13th Part V: A New Beginning (1985)

    With Jason having been killed off in the finale of Part IV, the plan was to have someone else take up the reins from this point forward. Not an inherently bad idea (as people will point out, Jason wasn’t the killer in the first film), but it is in the execution that this one fails. And it is only slightly better than Freddy’s Dead.

    Outside of the copycat-killer plot, there is nothing new to this film. After being preceded by four eerily similar films, stale does not do it justice. The directing for the Jason films is typically workman like, but this one is just amateurish. Bland, boring and sleezy – it is boring when there is no killer, and it isn’t better when there is one. 

    The death scenes would be completely forgettable if they weren’t so violent – even by Friday standards. Admittedly, the effects are good and the kills look painful, but they aren’t effective. There is an uncomfortable scene where the camera just lingers on a naked woman for some time – whenever this scene plays, I remember that it was directed by a director of pornography and the need to shower quickly follows. 

    The return of Tommy Jarvis isn’t even enough to save this one. It is simply nasty, uncomfortable and forgettable.

    The Best Kill: None really stand out as highlights of the series. But looking for the best, it would have to go to the man who has a strap wrapped around his face, which is tightened until his eyes are crushed. It looks nasty, it sounds nasty, and it sums up what watching this one was like.

    18. A Nightmare on Elm Street (2010)

    While it has calmed down now, there was a period when the classic slasher films were getting remade left, right and center. Some were fine, most were trash. And Elm Street was, unfortunately, one of the worst of them. Produced by Michael Bay’s Platinum Dunes, the remake aimed to be a verbatim retelling of the original, with only one major reworking and more CGI heavy effects and gory kills.

    As a remake there isn’t much to say. It is what you would expect. We get repeats of classic scenes (at times shot-for-shot) and countless references that only succeed in making you want to re-watch the original version. The effects are awful – they may be the worst out of all twenty listed films – with some of the worst CG effects from the 2010’s. 

    According to cast members, the making of the film was like pulling teeth, and that shines through. Rooney Mara looks like she is one wrong word away from storming off set. Jackie Earl Harley is a strong replacement for the beloved Robert Englund, but the script keeps him from truly coming into his own.

    The final nail in the coffin is how unpleasant the film is. Yes, it is about a dream demon killing teenagers, it isn’t exactly a happy tale. But the film is ugly with a cruel atmosphere. That alone isn’t bad, but coupled with the change to Freddy’s backstory is another matter. Seeing a child murderer return to kill those that got away is a fun idea – the kind of story you tell around the campfire. Seeing a child molester kill the now grown kids that he had assaulted is in stomach-churningly poor taste – because that’s what we want in a horror fantasy film.

    The Best Kill: The best this one has to offer is the redo of Tina’s suspended death scene. That’s it. The best the film has to offer, we have already seen done. And much better too.

    17. Friday the 13th Part VIII: Jason Takes Manhattan (1989)

    Well, that title is a blatant lie. A more accurate title would be Jason Take a Boat. Or maybe Jason Mucks Around for Over an Hour. Often considered the low point of the series, this was the film that finally convinced Paramount Pictures to cut their losses and sell Jason to New Line Cinema. Honestly, it is hard to disagree with any of those statements.

    Kane Hodder returns as Jason Vorhees, giving all he can to make the hockey mask wearing psychopath as intimidating as possible. It is admirable to see and does lead to a couple of effective moments. There is also that amazing shot of Jason in Time Square. Other than that, there is nothing to recommend in this one. It may hold some guilty-pleasure moments here and there that could entertain, but you would have to be very forgiving of it to really enjoy them.

    Despite trying to be a serious horror film, Friday Part VIII is way too silly to be taken seriously. It is one of the longest films of the series, and you feel every minute of it. The kills are very tame, with most being almost entirely bloodless (likely due to cuts to get the rating it wanted). There isn’t anything to talk about other than the nonsensical ending (where Jason melts away into his child self – I think that’s what happened anyway). All that can be said is that it is terrible, even by Friday standards.

    The Best Kill: In one of the only memorable scenes, there is a fist-fight between Jason and one of the teens on top of an apartment. The teen really lays into Jason (with Kane Hodder noticeably taking real punches) before Jason ends things with a single punch. The kid’s head flies clean off and lands in a dumpster. Hey, at least Jason doesn’t litter, what’s your excuse?

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  • Cordelia: Review

    Cordelia: Review

    Cordelia: Review. By Beth Widdicombe.

    Cordelia is a psychological drama from director Adrian Shergold, co-written with, and starring Antonia Campbell-Hughes as a sensitive actress living with her identical twin sister in a basement flat in London, still in recovery from a past trauma which is revealed as the plot unwinds. The film is emotionally tense, psychologically disturbing and keeps the audience’s attention via ‘tension/ release’.

    The story has strong parallels to Polanski’s film ‘Repulsion’ – a similar narrative of lonely young woman, living with her sister and slowly losing her mind and grip on reality.

    Prior to her sister Caroline (also played, not so convincingly by Campbell-Hughes) and her boyfriend (Joel Fry) leaving for the weekend, there are inserts of disturbing dream sequences which builds uncertainty and an element of question to what will unfold. 

    The basement flat is an effectively creepy setting of peeling wallpaper, dark rooms and mice filled corridors. However, it does come with a highly desirable built in Classical music system – via upstairs Celloist and Concert Hall musician neighbour, played by the handsome ‘Beast’ actor Johnny Flynn. Without generalising (I am), always beware of handsome, romantic professional musicians. As a fan of 70’s horror I immediately pricked up my attention when he cited ‘Valerie’ as the name of his instrument. Nothing good comes from that protagonist’s name…as its Halloween look up Valerie and horror movies and you’ll be in for a treat…anyway I digress.

    As their relationship develops, so does the tension. There are some great shots in the underground, which would have even the most hardened of thriller fans gasping for breath. 

    Much of this film to me, is taken up with is it a dream, is it real, is this a mental breakdown? And less so on clever dialogue or story. Highlights come with cameos from Michael Gambon as a helpful eccentric neighbour and Alun Armstrong as a fellow actor in the play.

    Watchable, but leaves me left unsatisfied rather than wanting more. For that I will go back for a revisit of ‘Repulsion’.

  • Greatland: Review

    Greatland: Review

    Ulysses (Arman Darbo) lives in Greatland, a surreal and psychedelic world controlled by a disembodied voice only known as ‘Mother’. Ulysses isn’t sure where he came from or who his father is, all he knows that Greatland is a place where people are free to be whatever they want and love whoever they want to love.

    Ulysses is close to a girl, referring to her as Ugly Duck (Chloe Ray Warmoth), but he also has confused feelings for her that he thinks he’d like to explore. However, when Ulysses and Ugly Duck are put through the rituals of adulthood and Ugly Duck is sent away, Ulysses realises that he must rescue Ugly Duck so that he can be with her before it’s too late.

    Greatland is a surreal film set in a fantasy world which could have been a great story of teenage love conquering all through a journey of self-acceptance and discovery. The problem is that Greatland is such a mixture of different ideas, metaphors (some subtle and some blunt) and overly complicated exposition that the result is a mess.

    Admittedly there is a great visual style in there somewhere and director Dana Ziyasheva gives the audience a vision of Greatland that they are unlikely to see anywhere else. However, unless you have a very good constitution, Greatland’s bright neon colours, abstract dialogue and directionless plot may start to give some people a headache.

    Ulysses does indeed go on a great journey to find his one true love, but is met along the way by Clerk (Nick Moran) a man who lives in what we may consider to be a more normal world.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RMzicq-us0Y

    Although when he explains everything to Ulysses about where he came from, what this place is and what it all means, it becomes clear that the film doesn’t even know what it’s trying to say about the place Ulysses has come from and where he’s going.

    Having some kind of lynchpin to help the audience understand exactly what’s going on would have helped a great deal. However, it seems that Greatland expects its audience to know exactly what it all means and in the end the audience may just give up trying.

  • Proxima: Review

    Proxima: Review

    Proxima: Review. By John Battiston.

    Space is no place for a woman … at least, that’s what Sarah Loreau’s mother tried to tell her as a little girl. Proxima, the new film from French writer-director Alice Winocour, opens to find Sarah (Eva Green), now in her thirties, in the middle of a taxing training exercise in a European Space Agency facility.

    From the montage that follows, we infer space travel is something Sarah, against her mother’s advisement, has been working toward for ages, during which time she and her (now-estranged) husband have had a daughter, Stella (Zélie Boulant).

    After learning she’s been chosen as a last-minute addition to a year-long mission to Mars — the first in human history — Sarah can hardly contain her excitement. But going to space means having to hand Stella, for whom Sarah is the primary caregiver, over to her husband, Thomas (Lars Eidinger). And though a lifetime of ambition to rise through the ranks in a largely male-dominant field has prepared her for this moment, Sarah’s separation from Stella leads the great beyond to cast a gradually darker shadow from overhead, and the astronaut-to-be can’t help but question whether her loftiest desires are worth losing irrecoverable time with her dearest love.

    When a filmmaker seeks to push the limits of a genre, their approach is seldom to limit the cinematic scope that genre usually entails. But that’s exactly what Winocour does with Proxima, restricting its narrative almost entirely to subdued yet often wrenching interpersonal conflict. Is it proper to call this a space movie when not a single scene takes place outside Earth’s atmosphere? Perhaps not. But even as a story entirely focused on the lead-up to liftoff, Proxima powerfully communicates the punishing confinement and claustrophobia said mission will inevitably entail, yet does not lose sight of its emotional crux in so doing.

    From the outset, Winocour dons no pretense about the kind of movie Proxima is trying to be. Muted coloration, often vérité-style camerawork, hushed dialogue and Ryuichi Sakamoto’s etherial score betray the film’s small-scale ambitions, and its themes are never stated outright. About as barefaced as the movie gets is with the introduction of the mission’s captain, Mike Shannon (Matt Dillon), who all but wears his chauvinism on his sleeve. Still, conspicuous as Shannon may be, he is still a necessary, even clever construction on Winocour’s part, a foil who further ratifies our heroine’s determination to outperform that which is expected of her yet, in turn, further strains her and Stella’s bond.

    But Proxima would not have nearly as indelible an impact as it does with less capable performances at its core. Green’s ability to incrementally, understatedly, yet excruciatingly convey Sarah’s all-consuming dilemma matches splendidly with Boulant’s internalized, precocious energy, uncannily evoking a dynamic of mutual understanding, frustration and heartbreak that often defines the mother-daughter relationship. They and other cast members are all snug fits for Winocour’s understated vision, with very few instances of heightened enunciation or capital-A Acting to be found. Rather, Winocour excavates profound metaphor from the little, seemingly insignificant interactions, never from over-manufactured imagery, stilted soliloquies or other tools lesser filmmakers might cling to.

    Without losing itself to spectacle or pedantry of any kind, Proxima ultimately triumphs as a quietly bruising, yet ultimately life-affirming look at the inner war often waged between ambition and love. Though not the visually dazzling glimpse of the cosmos one might expect it to be, its emotional depth and shrewd grip on humanity will leave an impact no less than astronomical.