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Showing posts with label Jewish. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jewish. Show all posts

Monday, March 1, 2010

A Serious Man...dark comedy enlightening! Coen Brothers score big-time again...





Coen Brothes serious dudes!



Because of scheduling problems, I missed a couple of screenings of  "A Serious Man" (the latest dark comedy conjured up by the ever-ambitious  Coen Brothers).

Fortunately, the Regency booked the much-hailed film into the theatre recently, and I was able to catch it for a discounted price of $7.50 (so there was moolah left over for a hotdog and soda).

For good reason, the art-house film has not only been garnering rave reviews, but managed to snap up a couple of Oscar nominations to boot.

*Best Feature Film
*Best Original Screenplay

Once the opening credits rolled, and the camera panned in on the opening scenes, I was taken by surprise.

The neighourhood the main characters resided in was remarkably similar to Scarborough (where I was raised as a kid - though female impersonator Craig Russel - might refer to the middle-class suburb as "Scarberia" in view of his unpleasant memories there as a child).

As the story unfolded, I guffawed loudly over another experience the teenage son (Aaron Wolff) was suffering through.

Each day, as he trundled home from school, he was forced to dash by the house of the neighborhood bully to escape a poke or two.

On each scary occasion, the scrawny freckled-faced kid (the kind that bullies love to pick on) just barely made it to his own yard untouched.

Yup!

I was forced to contend with "Norris", who usually punched me in the stomach, as I headed home.

Finally, one day - I got so annoyed - that I struck back in a sort-of knee-jerk reaction.

Imagine that!

Within minutes, he was sporting a shiner, and I became the class hero overnight.

My teacher nick-named me one of "Golden Boys" on the heels of that auspicious occasion.

Unfortunately, the young lad in "A Serious Man" doesn't strike back.

But, later in a prophetic noment near the end of the film, he fathomsthat  the oversized moron will not be around for the long haul if the portents swirling all around are correct.

A sign from Jehovah, perhaps?

For the most part, the story focuses on the father of a Jewish household ( portrayed with minute attention to detail by Tony Award nominee Michael Stuhlbarg).

He's a teacher, with two children, who tries to walk the straight and narrow.

In spite of his good nature and kind-hearted intentions, the sky starts to fall down on his head.

Out-of-blue, for example, his wife (Sari Lennick) informs him she is involved with an old family friend (a real smuck, by the way) and demands a divorce.

Oy, veh!

If that wasn't troubling enough, when the teach marks an Asian student's paper with a deserving low grade, the schemer tries to effect a little wicked blackmail to extort a higher grade.

Dark humor, of the crazed kind that only the Coen brothers are capable of effectively delivering  up, drives along the drama-comedy with side-splitting laughs, moments of profound truth from on high that resonate, and just plain silliness that hits the funny bone just right.

"A Serious Man" is a bit cliche at times, though.

But, would it be possible to tackle the trials and tribulations of a Jewish family, without going there?

A cast of zany off-beat characters - each unique in his or her own way - delight throughout.

Two of my favorite characters are the likeable thirteen-year old (with remarkably good taste in rock bands  such as the Jefferson Airplane) preparing with earnest for his barmitzvah and his older bitchy sister who taunts him endlessly (Jessica McManus).

Yeah, she's a real piece of "Jewish American Princess" work.

A handful of scenes focusing on Dad literally steal the show because of his hang-dog demeanor and the actor's finely honed comedic (dead-pan) skills.

In one hilarious plot twist, at the insistence of his spoiled son, he goes up on the roof to adjust the bunnie ears on the antenna when he spies his married neighbour sunbathing in the buff with all her attributes hanging out.

In a flash, he scurries off to introduce himself, and ends up in like Flynn.

When the bored housewife offers him a toke on a joint, the wicked Coen humor blossoms in all its debauched glory.

At one point the beleaugered Dad is urged by loved ones - the wife who is divorcing him, the lover  who is attempting to kick him out of his own home, and the patronizing principal at his school - to seek some meaningful guidance from the Rabbi.

Now the hilarity kicks into high gear.

The twisted onscreen tale about the "goy and the teeth" will put you in stitches.

In  a way, this film is not unlike a Buddhist Koan, in many respects.

Though to crack, but earth shattering, when the message rings out crystal clear.

The timing of the actors is impeccable, the characterizations are well-developed, and the acting is seamless and believable.

On occasion, "A Serious Man", is a startlingly realistic film designed to take filmgoers by surprise.

When the filmmakers cut to a nightmare incident on a beach, for example, it turns out to be just that!

The skilled Coens had us all going there for a moment - so intense so believable - was the scenario.

Like Fargo (still my favorite) "A Serious Man"  is right up there on the ricter scale still shaking people up.

There are also a handful of thought-provoking ideas and concepts about the almighty (and his intent) that resonate with filmgoers.

In the case of this Oscar contender an old truism applies:

Life is a bitch, and then you die.



Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Josh Groban...blogger tears loony fans to pieces!



I came across a funny post today at the Zionist'sgoldreport's weblog.

Obviously, the blogger stumbled across my own post (which is actually referenced at the bottom of that weblog page) and elected to put in his thoughtful two-cents worth.

Much appreciated!

Avid readers of my blog will recall that I had a run-in with Groban fans when I criticized his vocal stylings a few weeks ago, after the Los Angeles Times also noted that the waif-like minstrel-man was a tad "overrated".

Post: 09/30/08

http://ijulian.blogspot.com/2008/09/josh-grobanfan-club-accused-of-hanky.html

Curiously, Groban's name and image have been poking their way into my consciousness once again in recent days, for some inexplicable reason.

At "Borders" last night - for instance (as I strolled up to the CD bank to listen to a tune or two) - there was a collection by Groban - Noel - on display up front.

Since a die-hard fan urged me to listen to this recording at the height of the Groban controversy - with the hope that the song stylings would change my scathing review - I was inclined to give the lad a chance.

However, when I plugged in the headphones and slipped them on my head, it was pretty obvious from the get-go that the CD installed was not the one warbled by Groban.

Fate, I guess.

Then, I came across the link for the Groban post at the zionist'sgoldreport, bright and early this morning.

If you're in the mood for a real hoot, here's how Groban fans are categorized by the astute blogger:

Josh Groban Fans Are...

Pick whichever of the below that best describes you…feel free to choose as many as you would like…

Delusional
Guilty of Making an Idol of a man
Members of Lonely Hearts Clubs
Nasty
Mean Spirited
Norwegians
Jewish
Jewish Norwegian
Homosexuals
Episcopelians
Uneducated
Low IQ
No musical ability themselves
Not welcome to read the Zionistgoldreport
Lacking in manners
Smart Mouthed
Potty Mouths
Insecure
Females
Obnoxious
Uncharitable
Ungrateful
Truculent
Instransigent
Just misunderstood people that like to threaten, curse, and intimidate anyone who might be critical of Mr. Grobans crass commercialism, and lack of artistic polish.
Just not educated with respect to the theory of music.
Wannabe Queen Bathshebas or Just plain Queens
Have too much time on their man.
Are opposed to the first amendment.
Racists
Fascists
Very confused
illogical
Perplexed
Sychophants
Groupies
Infatuated
A bit abnormal (hey are we not all)
Overweight
Reformed Chocoholics
Giving up Heroin this week
Waiting for Mr. Right to come along
Protective of their man
Motherly

The zionist'sgoldreport ends the post as follows:

All Josh Groben comments will no longer be approved.
Opps Groban, Groban.
Hard to imagine how such a nice guy like Groban could have such ruthless and nasty fans.
I do hope he tires of you all and your fawning and pursues a serious muscial career in Opera or as a composer and lets hope he does not have the ‘disease’ and can marry a nice FEMALE opera star or pianist some day.

Post: 12/15/2008

http://zionistgoldreport.wordpress.com/2008/12/15/josh-groban-fans-are/

Enjoy

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Wednesday, August 29, 2007

David & Layla...faith-crossed lovers!


What happens when a young Jewish Lothario falls in love with a Kurdish beauty?

In the Independent feature - David & Layla - there's a lot of hand-wringing by the doting parents and fervent prayers for guidance from Allah and Abraham alike.

The romantic comedy was directed by Jay Jonroy and is set in New York.

In eye-catching opening scenes, interlaced with the credits, there are an enticing array of cultural images to digest.

In fact, the vivid montage sets an inviting tone as the upbeat storyline quickly unfolds.

The main character (David Moscow) - the producer of an ingenuous sex-show for cable - bumps into an exotic young woman on the street and cupid comes calling.

Fearing his "faith" might repel the green-card-seeking Immigrant (yes, there are a couple of subplots), the gushing romantic tells a fib. Under the guise of being Agnostic, he ardently pursues the woman in spite of protests from his devout conservative Jewish family.

Besides the religious differences, there are a number of other complications for the young horndog to surmount.

For example, there is the issue of his "tubes"; David reluctantly agreed to have them tied to appease a former girlfriend, not anxious to bear child.

On the threshold of marriage, a disheartened Layla (played by Shiva Rose) and her long-suffering parents are disturbed to learn that something funny is going on down there with David's "chromosomes".

In one amusing scene, Layla refers to him as a "unich".

"Eunuch", he protests without batting an eyelash.

At this juncture, she laments, "I Divorce You. I Divorce You. I Divorce you."

In some cultures, this is sufficient to cut the ties that bind, apparently.

Yes, it doth appear the coupling is doomed!

But, by way of a couple of amusing plot-twists, all the wrinkles are ironed out.

A festive Kurdish wedding heralds a titillating finale complete with marijuana-laced (green spice, eh?) banquet food enlivening the spirits of the unsuspecting guests.

There are a number of jokes at the expense of each faith - good-natured, nothing hateful - but throughout the film the Director/writer appears to be preoccupied with sex.

Maybe he was inclined to hold to the truism that "sex" sells and ventured down this path for commercial reasons.

But in this regard the script creaks; the gags are middle-aged - cliche - in fact.

For instance, in one scene the young man's parents wrestle over the issue of her performing a naughty sex act below the waist; in another, a hot-to-trot twosome interrupt a moment of ardent lovemaking to quarrel about condoms.

The material here is not fresh or original; it's pretty-familiar territory explored quite thoroughly - and exhaustively - in the genre in more provocative ways elsewhere.

"Layla & David" is bolstered - and succeeds admirably - in the main storyline that focuses on the clash of cultures and faith.

In a country like the burgeoning United States - where a melting pot is becoming more the norm - films focused on Interracial Marriage issues are ripe for the marketplace.

Although not a stellar piece of work, "David & Layla" is fun, entertaining, and worth the price of admission.

 
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