Thursday, August 31, 2006

Aug 2006 viewing list

8-1-06 - A Touch of Pink
8-4-06 - Not of This World
8-5-06 - The Night Listener
8-5-06 - The Grass Harp
8-9-06 - The Big Lebowski
8-9-06 - Loose Change, 2nd Edition
8-10-06 - Marilyn Hotchkiss Ballroom Dancing and Charm School
8-12-06 - Little Miss Sunshine (favorite of month)
8-14-06 - Paper Clips
8-15-06 - House of Sand
8-17-06 - La Moustache
8-18-06 - Ushpizin
8-20-06 - The DaVinci Code
8-23-06 - L'Enfant
8-26-06 - The Illusionist
8-26-06 - In Her Shoes
8-29-06 - Dear Wendy
8-30-06 - Fahrenheit 451
8-30-06 - World Trade Center
8-31-06 - The Miracle Maker

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Manson's Memo - coinless slot machines

Many of you get to Las Vegas more frequently than Jane and I do. It’s not high on our list for trips. But we went this month for a wedding so we got to see some new hotels and spend some time gambling. Jane did better at blackjack than I did betting baseball.

One of the changes since the last time we were there was that the slot machines don’t even take coins now. They also don’t give you money back directly. Instead you get a slip of paper that you feed into another machine to get your money (or what’s left of it).

I understand the efficiency of this. It’s nice not to have to carry a bucket full of nickels or quarters (I’m a big spender) over to the cashier and wait for them to run it through a centrifuge to count it and give you bills for all those coins. I’m sure it’s much easier on the casinos as well, no more women pushing carts filled with coins to make change. Maybe they’ve even discovered that people don’t feel like their losing as quickly if there are no coins going in and out.

What I really found interesting is that when you push the cash out button and it prints your voucher, the machine still makes a clinking sound (digital, I’m sure) as if it were dropping coins into the tray. It’s not enough to just get a slip of paper; people need some sort of recognition so they feel they’ve won, so they give you that clinking sound so it feels like you’re getting your money.

Think for a moment about the times you have been most satisfied – when you have felt truly rewarded for your labors. Did it come from outside you like the noise of the slot machine or from within, having the knowledge that what you had done had made life better for yourself or someone else?

The best rewards are the ones that come from a life well lived. They may not be as showy as other rewards, but what good is a clanking slot machine that has no money in it?

שלןמ

(shalom)

Sunday, August 27, 2006

The Illusionist

Stage magicians set us up to be fooled. They use misdirection, sleight of hand, and our own expectations. We eagerly want to be fooled, to know full well that what we see cannot possibly be real, but experience its reality in spite of that. This allows us a sense of awe – in part at the mystery of it, in part at the skill of the magician, and in part at our own gullibility at being taken in.

The Illusionist is its own magic show. It sets the viewer up to be deceived. It uses all the tricks a magician keeps up his sleeve, then it sends us on our way marveling at what a good time we’ve had being fooled. The film spins an entertaining tale of love and political intrigue (although the love story could have used a bit more development). It has beautiful locations, a nice score by Philip Glass and well done performances. It also is the kind of film to challenge the viewer with a plot that requires attention and thought.

It tells the story of Eisenheim, a magician that has captivated turn of the century Vienna. We learn that as a young boy, he had a friendship with Sophie. But Sophie was of the manor house; he was a peasant. They dreamed of going off together, but instead they were kept apart. The boy goes off to see the world and learn magic and returns many years later as Eisenheim the Illusionist with a stage show so well received that the Crown Prince Leopold comes with his almost fiancée, Sophie. Soon the two old friends are plotting to run off together once more. But tragedy lies ahead. (Along with plot twists that are best left unspoiled.)

The art of illusion is to hide what is really happening. That is the key metaphor of The Illusionist. Eisenheim cleverly hides things in his show. Even when questioned by Chief Inspector Uhl, he keeps his professional secrets. But there are secrets and illusions far more serious going on in Vienna. The Crown Prince is setting up Machiavellian mechanizations to depose his father and steal the empire. Outwardly, he is the epitome of law and order, but behind the scenes, he is manipulating people and events for his own purposes.

Leopold is one of those who doesn’t want to be awed by illusions. He wants everything to be explainable. He feels it his duty to try to explain away everything Eisenheim does on stage. When others say they want to be entertained by the tricks, he points out that Eisenheim is trying to deceive them while he himself is trying to enlighten them and asks which is the nobler undertaking?

But Eisenheim applies that same principle of enlightenment to Leopold’s illusions. As he discovers the prince’s plans, Eisenheim sets up a grand illusion that has the potential of bringing down the prince and all his scheming. It is a dangerous game as Eisenheim takes on a much more powerful opponent in the prince – an opponent who has no qualms about destroying those in his way. Eisenheim’s illumination of the prince’s hidden tricks is indeed a noble undertaking. Through Eisenheim’s illusions, he exposes the prince’s illusions for what they really are.

One of the key differences between Eisenheim and Leopold is that Eisenheim is honest about his illusions. He declares publicly that they are tricks, that what the audience sees is not real. Leopold, on the other hand, pretends that he has no illusions.

Certainly the illusions of a stage magician can be entertaining, but the illusions used by the powerful can be very threatening. World affairs are filled with illusions – spin, false intelligence, misdirection, exploiting our fears and prejudices. Often such illusions are necessary. Often they are abused to lead people into paths that lead away from truth and into destruction.

Perhaps the most dangerous illusions are the ones we have of ourselves, because we never even know they are illusions. We place ourselves at the center of the universe, convinced that our needs and wants supersede those of other people. We trick ourselves into believing that we have no need for others or for God. Such illusions also lead to destruction.

The gift that Eisenheim brings to Vienna (and The Illusionist brings to us) is the chance to see that reality is easily manipulated by those skilled at doing so. At times that manipulation can be entertaining and even liberating. If not seen to be the trick that it is, however, it can lead to despair and misery.

Sunday, August 13, 2006

Little Miss Sunshine

A suicidal Proust expert, a drug-addled grandfather, a self-help guru who can't get anyone to listen and his frustrated wife, and a teenager who hates everyone and has taken a vow of silence travel the road to California in an old VW bus that needs a clutch so that the family's youngest can take part in a beauty contest. In a nutshell, that is Little Miss Sunshine. But the nutshell can be deceiving. Little Miss Sunshine is a film filled with grace in a world of broken people.

The Hoover family really is a group of misfits: Richard has a nine step program to be a winner at life, but he is a complete failure; his wife Sheryl is busy trying to hold everyone and everything together; Richard's father has been kicked out of the retirement community he lived in because he'd been snorting heroin; Sheryl's brother Frank has just been released from the hospital following a suicide attempt precipitated by his lover abandoning him for a rival Proust scholar; Richard and Sheryl's sullen son Dwayne has set his sights on going to the Air Force Academy and flying jets and has vowed not to speak until he's reached his goal; their young daughter Olive is obsessed with beauty pageants even though she is very plain. This bunch really doesn't like each other much -- they don't even like themselves.

Because Olive is suddenly eligible for the regional Little Miss Sunshine competition due to a disqualification, the group takes off from Albuquerque to Redondo Beach, California, on a deadline. Soon they discover the clutch is out, so whenever they start the car they all have to get out and push, and once going, they can't slow down.

That van serves as a metaphor for the family. It's a mess and it just keeps getting worse, and nobody has the time or the ability to fix it. How it's managed to stay together so long is hard to imagine. It just keeps rolling along, and in time it will arrive at its destination in spite of everything that is wrong with it.

Throughout the film, the various dreams of the family members are destroyed -- Richard's book deal, Frank's career as well as his relationship, Dwayne's future. One by one their hopes fall by the wayside. That may be one of the reasons they are so intent on getting Olive to the Little Miss Sunshine contest, so that she can at least have her dream.

When they get there, however, they discover that that dream may not be worthy of her. When we see these pre-pubescent beauty contestants with their big hair and full makeup, we realize just how empty Olive's dream has been. The scenes at the pageant are uncomfortably eerie as they exhibit an almost pedophilic atmosphere. As we watch the Hoovers struggle with what is happening on and back stage, we realize that even this collection of misfits is probably more together than the culture that encourages young girls to take on the accoutrements of sex to get ahead in life.

In spite of all the ways each of the family members is mired in the failure of his or her own life, there is a bond between them that allows the whole to be far more than the sum of its parts.

In one scene, as the family tries to deal with Dwayne's devastation, off in the distance is a faded billboard that reads, "United We Stand". That sentiment has faded in the Hoover household, but it is still there underneath all the strife and self-centeredness. It is the potential of what they can be to one another that fills the film with hope -- hope that is more powerful than all the adversity that has filled everyone's lives.

Frank explains to Dwayne how Proust discovered that it was the times of adversity in his life that gave life its meaning. The Hoover family certainly has its share of problems. But by the end we see that there is room for them to grow and find the meaning the hardship can bring.

Perhaps we should see that we all spend time in that bus with a bad clutch. We have to help to get it going, even when we don't want to be on the journey. We have to run to jump in, even when we don't want to be with the other travelers. We have enough trouble without having to spend our lives with a busload of broken people. But in the end, it is the journey we never wanted that takes us to the places we find love.

Sunday, August 06, 2006

The Night Listener

At the most basic level, The Night Listener is a search for the truth. In many ways it is a detective story, looking for clues that will in the end reveal the truth. Here, though, the truth isn’t found in the end. Maybe viewers will think they know the truth, but they will never be quite sure. But the lack of closure to the mystery is not a frustration. Rather the open-endedness of the film is part of what makes it so enthralling.

Based on a semi-autobiographical story by Armistead Maupin, the film tells the story of Gabriel Noone, a radio storyteller with a national following. He has been given a manuscript of a not yet published memoir of abuse written by a fourteen year-old boy dying of AIDS. Captivated by the boy’s story, Gabriel makes contact with Pete and his adoptive mother, Donna, who are living in a small town in Wisconsin to hide from the abusive people from Pete’s past. They talk on the phone frequently, but it never works out for them to meet – often because Pete is very sick.

One day, Gabriel’s former lover hears Pete and Donna on the answering machine and notices they have nearly the same voice. A bit of questioning shows that no one has ever really seen Pete. The key question: does Pete really exist? As the story unfolds and Gabriel goes to Wisconsin in search of Pete and Donna, we discover (and don’t discover) a great deal that brings all our assumptions into question.

There is more here than just a mystery. Gabriel needs to believe in Pete – not just to prove he isn’t gullible and being taken in, but because he needs the emotional connection he and Pete have established. Gabriel is in the midst of a very painful breakup with his lover, Jess. For years Gabriel has cared for Jess as Jess battled his own HIV infection, but now that Jess is responding to treatment and not at death’s door, Jess needs to rediscover life away from Gabriel. This has left a large hole in Gabriel’s life, and the bond he quickly formed with Pete has begun to fill that hole.

But his emotional needs are not the only ones involved. If Pete doesn’t really exist, what are we to make of Donna? When Gabriel finds her, she has needs of her own that initially surprise us. But those needs may be far deeper than the obvious needs we see. Can she be making up everything about Pete so that everyone will pity her and take care of her? Or is she perhaps the most loving person around who takes on the care of someone like Pete and is merely protecting him from all those who might do him harm?

The Night Listener is a well done psychological thriller that seeks to play with our minds as well as the minds of the characters. It evokes a sense of dread and foreboding (or just plain creepiness) throughout, in much the way many of Alfred Hitchcock’s films did. Toni Collette is especially effective in establishing the mood of the film. Her performance as Donna is essential to making this film work as it does.

Director Patrick Stettner’s previous film, The Business of Strangers, was another story that kept truth at arm’s length, never letting us know for sure what was fact and what was lie. Both films make us question how easy it is for even an intelligent person to get lured into believing something that somehow feeds our needs. We are reminded how easily we can be attracted to the lie as easily as to the truth.