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THE KING OF NEW YORK (FERRARA)

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One of the earliest films of very sour Abel Ferrara (1990, three years before the cult classic Bad Lieutenant ), and very curiously visible France three months before its release in the USA , Ferrara habit to keep all his films following. The story of Frank White , a gangster just released from prison (Christopher Walken lecture!):

And despite his wealth and his taste for luxury, n ' Canned not least some "character" and therefore will enjoy for many "get the record straight," as they say

So obviously, the subject does not shine by its originality, but, but, but (it is why I maintain this blog cinema history counterpoint to the terse summaries of Allociné !)... Treatment proves it so personal and original, it ends up becoming the kind of cult movie that you can watch 50 times without trouble, just for the pleasure of being immersed in the ambiance created just absolutely hypnotic both Abel Ferrara, the ultra-trippy music of Joe Delia (Alternating with good rap killer of death, lol!), And the gorgeous photography Bojan Bazell (the cinematographer's designated director), also nominated for this film to Independent Spirit Awards of 1991, rightly so!
Not to mention a cast of actors all the more excellent than the others (and indeed, at the time, not so well known it): Christopher Walken , of course, an absolute presence " magic throughout the film, but also Laurence Fishburne, Wesley Snipes , Steve Buscemi, David Caruso And of course Victor Argo , who plays in almost all movies Ferrara (say that nowadays would require a budget absolutely pharaonic for holding such a constellation !)...

Where history is more difficult is that the Frank White in question is not quite a gangster ordinary. Certainly, he earns millions from drug trafficking (in the easy argument, certainly, but honestly, that even he put in prison, this traffic to continue anyway thrive), but its ambitions go far beyond safe:

Good ... Like all great directors of the circuit, say, "underground" ( Cronenberg, Lynch , Tarantino, etc..) Ferrara has its own "tics", which is found in almost all his works, but after all, fans love it, so why deny it? In other words, any movie Ferrara, there's bound to (at least) a Madonna:

Inevitably the ass (and even there, it's rather nice compared to Bad Lieutenant !):

And inevitably the "board" monstrous

Or even more surprisingly, the ever-present idea of redemption (the founder of the famous theme Bad Lieutenant, like during the hallucinatory scene in the subway, where rather than respond to violence with violence, Christopher Walken prefers to offer a bundle of dollars to the attackers by offering to work with him

Even more surprising, seeing that the mayor does nothing, and seeing the financial drift the largest hospital in Harlem , Frank White decides to devote himself entirely to this task:

This is why, after ratiboisé in good and standing throughout the Colombian mafia and Sicilian he decided to exterminate them with a cold logic embarrassing the last group, the Chinatown Chinese (tasty encounter around the mythical Nosferatu, and also very big "box" on key!):

In parallel, there is of course the group of cops (David Caruso , Wesley Snipes, Victor Argo ), which In a sense, almost the worst methods of abuse - and in any case most illegal - that those Frank White :

But just before the end (I do not unveil all the same), that this ultimate confrontation between Christopher Walken and Victor Argo that deliver the real moral of the film (again, very close to the much more complex Bad Lieutenant, his successor three years later):

What remains fascinating about this film, and it works very well for once, the interference of all tracks: Frank White is the "naughty naughty" to which all Everyone wants to blame, but which is actually rather humanist and philanthropist, in some ways (at least, far more than the cops, who are here depicted as the darkest possible) ... Visual level, you sail nonstop between the luxury hotel Plaza his Dom Perignon and whores not given (probably) and squatter settlements in the worst case, tagged from floor to ceiling and stuffed with just about everything you can imagine on drugs. As for the soundtrack (as already said), it alternates with a subtle mix the original score for strings Joe Delia with some of the most violent rap titles and best known. And then: a mixture as it is not easy at all to succeed!

And really, at least in my opinion, is beautiful, captivating, fascinating, brief, words fail me to describe this movie magic more than one way ... Well then, just a little Madonna near the end the film (which I will say nothing, of course, but, again, is very close to that of Bad Lieutenant ):

Enjoy!

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LOST IN TRANSLATION (S.COPPOLA)

Well now ... After published following four articles on all road movies also excellent as each other, it was time to move on (if one may say, since the theme of travel is still very present ), with this sublime film by Sofia Coppola, but yes, the daughter of the legendary director of Apocalypse Now (Which fortunately had inherited the physique of her mother, lol!). A pure gem, full of subtlety and tenderness, telling the unlikely encounter between a player on the back and a young woman abandoned by her husband, encouraged by the absolute strangeness of the place for the Westerners (Tokyo), which allows any overflow. Small trailer (very well made, incidentally):

I must say here that it is a film that touches me enormously, for lots of reasons: firstly because not far from fifty, I myself have a lot more friendly less thirty years of my age, and especially because having gone five times in Japan, I have known and experienced almost all representations of strangeness that can be felt in this country completely schizophrenic, he Whether the permanent aggression of neon and advertising (and even then you have no sound!):

From the sudden presentation of a giant:

Or it difficult to locate in this huge and sprawling city (the third world, I believe, after Mexico and Los Angeles), where more people do not write even with REAL LETTERS homegrown:

With the inevitable result presentation, after a lapse of time or more shorter, ending up at once completely dropped (well, "disoriented" would be more accurate), and do it all the more certain in appearance, most of our benchmarks of "Western citizens" are preserved:

Here, it must be said that Sofia Coppola has described this very strange presentation with unusual accuracy, especially she chose to make us live through two beings in the doldrums, a young girl adrift in love (Scarlett Johansson fantastic!):

And an actor adrift existential (no less fantastic Bill Muray, in relation to employment-cons), equally annoyed by letters or phone calls from his wife on subjects he does not care:

What by its presence in Japan because of a job that deeply fuck (an ad for Suntory whiskey)

Surfing, therefore, on the gentle wave of boredom and detachment (the theme of many Coen Brothers films), these two people not quite very good about themselves will end, without even finding million points in common, find quite nice to spend time together, and once again it is very well seen. Because you never know really what makes you feel good (or not) to spend time with a particular person rather than another?

Anyway, me, I'd not long to spend time praying Scarlett said with (well, he must stop dreaming, one day, lol !)... Because curiously, this girl is not immensely photogenic portraits on fixed appears "live" in a stunning beauty, which many times we take the lack of tears, her expression seems so sincere, natural and full of life

Moreover, about beauty, it is also quite reassuring that Sofia Coppola was not saving enough sublime shots on traditional Japan, such as the "Omikuji ( 御 神 签 , wishes that is knotted and then tied it at branches in the Shinto temples):

Or this lovely marriage, which by the purity and chastity of his actions, seems as formal abyss of the relationship will unite Bill Murray Scarlett Johansson:

That's why I was talking from the beginning, schizophrenia (or any at least, what seems like to us Westerners). Because that famous gap between tradition and modernity - which seems to be one for us, elsewhere - is present throughout the film, not least by the alternating sequence of Ikebana:

With what is probably the most television "trash" of the world, when she puts it (though I was in a good school with RAI!):

short, a wonderful film (it's never the tenth time I say it) to rent or to buy them!

And the final sequence (again particularly well regarded in his understanding of the psychology of characters, both sufficiently intelligent to understand that despite all the attraction they feel towards each other, this would not necessarily be a good idea to push things a little further):

Hence this very chaste kiss, the act "sexual" as they dared to allow himself eventually so fleeting (somewhere, so it's also fairly close to In the Mood for Love by Wong Kar Wai ):

In the hope that this is not the long term, censored by Youtube (this happens often), I can not resist the pleasure to deliver the last scene in its entirety (the Kleenex ready!):

we say more? Oh yes! This very talented young girl (I must say it runs in the family, too, not the name Coppola wants!) Also has to his credit the most intriguing Virgin Suicides, her first movie, and the somewhat controversial, but equally fascinating Marie Antoinette .

And in the wake : Thank you for the excellent flutist Isabelle, who regaled me this beautiful gift for my birthday!