Summer of '42 redux

Word got around pretty quickly that the high school library had gotten a copy of Herman Raucher's autobiographical novel Summer of '42, which is based on his screenplay for the '71 film directed by Robert Mulligan (To Kill a Mockingbird) that starred Jennifer O'Neill and Gary Grimes, and a beautiful Michel Legrand score.

The librarians keptthe book behind the desk. I had to ask for it, and I read every word of this tale of a teenage boy and his crush on the young wife of a soldier fighting in WWII.

I had and would read much steamier stuff on my own during those years -- Puzo's The Godfather, Heller's Catch 22, Baldwin's If Beale Street Could Talk -- but felt privileged that the librarians trusted me with the book; I took special care with it. I remember it being quite entertaining, engaging and real.

I understood why the book was not on the shelves, too. The lead character, Hermie, and the lonely Army wife, Dorothy, are intimates, emotionally if not physically, though the latter is implied. And Hermie and his friends talk and act like puerile, coltish adolescents. It's all spicy stuff for a 9th-grader.

Reflecting on this, I looked to see if Summer of '42 had been banned from school libraries and was surprised to find it had not been. I was gratified but then wondered why.

Maybe libraries haven't been carrying the book for some time, which I think would be a shame. It's a modern bildungsroman -- a young man coming into his physical, emotional and intellectual maturity. Young people would still find it entertaining and insightful.

Maybe Epstein and company's sexual exploitation of young people would make even this book too hot to handle.

Then again, maybe the book is still in school libraries, but the scolds who go around pulling books from shelves think this story of a cisgender teenage boy and his older lady friend is a "normal" coming-of-age tale that counteracts all of the "abnormal" grooming going on by woke warriors and trans terrorists. Their books are being tossed.

When trying to guess how book-banners think, we can let our imaginations run wild, can't we, and still not be far off the mark.

Marty Supreme

 

 

Josh Safdie's Marty Supreme is a thrilling, exhausting, enraging, endlessly creative, chaotic, coarse and tender, and superb character-driven escapade that has a turbo-charged Timothée Chalamet at center stage (center screen?) -- a space he was born to occupy.

Chalamet, who also produced the film, stars as a New York table tennis phenom in the '50s who can't get out of his own way. Though he has lightning reflexes and a blazing entrepreneurial spirit, he is also a liar, conman, emotionally stunted lothario who can smell money when it enters a room and will debase himself -- and others -- to get what he thinks he wants.

That alone would make Safdie and co-writer Ronald Bronstein's tale of games won and lost a fascinating venture, but they also surround the "hero" with other conniving personalities, played by Gwyneth Paltrow, Odessa A'zion, Kevin O'Leary and Tyler Okonma, among others.

Marty Supreme is a wonderland of mirth and misery featuring a commanding central performance by a star who just keeps rising. 

The Beverly Hillbillies

The Clampetts were worth $100 million by the time they left the air after a decade at CBS 50 years ago. That would be $800 million today.

Though stinking rich, Jed, Daisy, Elly May and Jethro still found it in their hearts to hold a benefit for Glorie (sic) Swanson when they mistakenly thought she was dead broke and having to sell her house and her winter coat (Season 5, Episode 12). Swanson was actually just moving.

They made a silent movie with Swanson at the studio Jed owned and sold tickets at a screening back in Bug Tussle.

Despite appearances, the Clampetts were not Ozark MAGA heads, that's for sure. They were Hollywood liberals who wanted life to be better for others.

They actually cared about people.

(In the real world, Ebsen was a pretty arch conservative and had a rocky relationship with the outspoken and queer Nancy Kulp, who played uber-secretary and bird-watcher Jane Hathaway.)

Train Dreams

 

The late Denis Johnson's stories are often poetry that contain aspects of both outsider and insider fiction -- the lives of people living both on the outside and on the inside of their times.

Clint Bentley's visually captivating film version of Johnson's celebrated Train Dreams (2011) gets as close as possible to capturing that which breathes best and most believably on the written page. It's a stunning accomplishment.

Aussie Joel Edgerton, an actor who is gifted at personifying quiet introspection, plays Robert Grainier, an Idaho logger in the first half of the 20th century, experiencing life's exigencies and horrors with stoic detachment. Then Robert falls in love with Gladys (an iridescent Felicity Jones) and discovers connection and beauty and joy, but then loses them, and perhaps his grip on sanity, to nature's seeming indifference. It's an existentialist's dream (nightmare?).

Grainier speaks maybe 200 words through the entire picture, but Edgerton's essential, "articulate" presence never leaves the screen. The character's longest speech comes as he stands on a Forest Service tower with a ranger named Claire, the always wonderful Kerry Condon, and tells of his great loss and sorrow in words that are both spare and resonant.

Edgerton's delivery is the work of a master craftsman, delivering with truth and maybe reverence Bentley's benediction for Johnson, who died of cancer in 2017, and for true purity of purpose and the human ability to find even small things restorative and affirming.

Merrily We Roll Along

 

I rarely get to see Broadway shows ON Broadway, so I was excited when I read Maria Friedman was directing a film version of her 2023 revival of Stephen Sondheim's Merrily We Roll Along for a December 2025 release. I couldn't recall ever having seen a touring company or local theater production of this wonderful show, so I was thrilled.

I don't remember why I bought the '81 original cast recording of that featured Jim Walton, Ann Morrison and Lonny Price as the leads; it was probably part of my everything-Sondheim phase I was (am) in. Aside from its terrific songs, I liked the show's reverse-chronology structure that traced the dissolution of the friendship of three creative people from its ending in the late '70s to its beginning 20 years before. It's a mystery to me why critics hated it so much when it premiered in 1981.

In the film of the '23 show, Jonathan Goff plays Frank, a brilliant composer of stage and movie music who has become a high-dollar industry of sorts (Franklin Shepard Inc.); Daniel Radcliffe plays lyricist, playwright and Frank's former best friend Charley; and Lindsay Mendez is author / journalist Mary, who has hidden her amorous love for Frank for years and finds shelter in the safety of the trio (Like It Was).

When we meet these three, the enormous affection that we will eventually learn they had for one another as Old Friends doesn't exist anymore, primarily because of Frank's self-centered destructiveness and their inability to fulfill the dreams they'd sworn to see through on a rooftop in '57 (Our Time)

The tale in reverse is an interesting storytelling device that has become more common in recent years. It gives audiences so much more information about the character the deeper we get into the show than the characters know themselves. In this way, the songs they sing in reprise often have different meanings -- some ironic, some rueful, some painful, as in As the Days Go By.

This production won Tony Awards for Best Musical Revival and Best Actor and Featured Actor (Goff and Radcliffe). Both Friedman and Mendez were also nominated.

This film, one of the special Fathom Entertainment events, is not a blockbuster affair. I think it will be enjoyed most by theater geeks and folks who have wondered what Harry Potter has been doing since leaving Hogwarts.

Wake Up Dead Man: A Knives Out Mystery

 

Rian Johnson's Knives Out series is entertaining because Daniel Craig's embodiment of the Cajun dandy and disarmingly intuitive detective Benoit Blanc is always surrounded by a posse of unlikable characters, any of whom could be the murderer, and, if we were given our druthers would all be carted off just for being despicable.

In this episode, Blanc is summoned by the police chief in sleepy Chimney Rock, New York, to investigate the "impossible" murder of the tyrannical priest Monsignor Wicks (a terrific Josh Brolin), pastor of the dwindling Our Lady of Perpetual Fortitude church. The chief, played by Mila Kunis, needs Blanc to answer questions that have stumped law enforcement.

The recently arrived young and idealistic priest, Father Jud (Josh O'Connor), is accused of killing the senior priest, with whom he has had a combative relationship that has been witnessed by the church's core members, all of whom are held captive by Father Wicks' charisma or intimidation.

The death happened during Good Friday services, with Jud seemingly the only person with opportunity to kill Wicks even though the congregation was just feet away and nobody actually saw him put the knife in. The forensics of this puzzling crime are handled deftly. The interrogation of the aggrieved, greedy and guilty (Daryl McCormack's Cy, Jeremy Renner's Dr. Nat, and Glenn Close's Martha, respectively) is the usual delicious craftiness.

Johnson's Wake Up Dead Man probes issues of deception and faith, manipulation, false history and false memory, and the church's obligation to right the wrongs its prelates have allowed for generations.

O'Connor's Father Jud, an audience-pleasing mess of regret and repression, may or may not be Johnson's idea of what organized religion ultimately needs to restore confidence in its institutions, but sincere acts of contrition and compassion will do for now.

Jay Kelly

 

Noah Baumbach's Jay Kelly takes a dewy-eyed look at relational superficiality through the film's title character, played by Oscar-winner George Clooney. The movie is a sobering statement on the search for connections after all bridges have been burned or left to rot.

Kelly is a wealthy, aging Hollywood superstar, whose closest "relationship" appears to be his manager Ron, a pitch-perfect Adam Sandler. Ron has been Jay's companion, coach and counselor for 30 years, which has done harm to his own life and relationships with his family. Kelly's uncapped self-centeredness is beginning to wear on Ron, as Jay grows increasingly difficult.

Jay begins an examination of his life at the funeral of his close friend and former director Peter, played in flashbacks by Jim Broadbent. He continues the memory trip while catching up with a drama school classmate Tim (Billy Crudup), who was at the funeral.

The meeting between the international leading man and the now child therapist turns ugly, as Tim admits still resenting Jay for taking a movie part he worked hard to test for when they were in school and later stealing away Tim's girlfriend. Comically and pitifully, Tim is itching for a fight, and the confrontation, though not shown, gets physical, with Tim receiving most of the punishment.

The next day, Jay, with a black eye, decides to cancel his plans for a new film and follow his high-school-graduate daughter Daisy (Grace Edwards) on a trip to France and Italy. Despite her objections and without her knowledge, he and his cadre of helpers book the trip, which will include a stop in Tuscany for a tribute to his career that Ron arranged.

The entire excursion is unpleasant for the actor's entourage, who are tired of trying to accommodate Jay's lack of focus and inattention. Baumbach capsulizes Jay's insularity in the several instances of him talking over others and drifting off while they are speaking to him. He's numb to his own discourtesy.

Members of his team and his own rather dyspeptic father (Stacy Keach) gradually abandon him, and he is left with Ron in Tuscany. Jay soon realizes he lacks the mettle to make real human connections; his life has been scripted for decades. He is a fabrication, and he has forgotten how to live with authenticity.

The scene at the Jay Kelly tribute includes clips from Clooney's own pictures. This invites viewers to wonder, especially when the fourth wall appears to be broken at the end, how much of Jay is George, who by most published accounts is one of the most beloved living Hollywood actors.

And further, we members of the audience might ask how much of Jay Kelly is in us.

She (1965)

 

Back Before the Great Awakening (BGA), Hollywood released a slack spectacle from England's Hammer Studios titled She (1965).

The movie, which can be streamed on YouTube, starred the Swiss actress and model Ursula Andress in the eponymous role of the tragic queen of the fictitious East African nation of Kuma. Her name is Ayesha (same as the subject of Stevie Wonder's song Isn't She Lovely), but the queen is also called "She Who Must Be Obeyed," thus the name of the picture.

Because She bathed in a magical fire many years before, Ayesha has eternal youth, but, alas, She is alone, having killed her lover millennia before for cheating on her with a servant girl.

The picture also stars Hammer Studios horror features regulars Peter Cushing, as an archeologist, and Christopher Lee as Ayesha's majordomo, along with Bernard Cribbins as a wise-cracking sidekick and John Richardson as a handsome swain who catches the lonely queen's eye and heart.

Ayeshas is attended by two young Black women who are silent throughout, and her armies rule over a barbaric Black population called the Amahagger. In the 1888 source novel by H. Rider Haggard, the Amahagger is an all-female tribe. In both the book and the film, the queen is white and fierce.

The only female Amahagger with a speaking role was played by the Mexican actress Rosenda Monteros. Her father, Haumeid, was played by duskied British actor Andre Morell.

I remember seeing She when it was in general distribution back when I was a kid. Of course, back then major features played in the cinemas for months and months, were pulled back, sent to drive-ins, and then re-released to the same movie houses six months or a year later.

Movies were distributed widely across the U.S., North and South, which might account for why none of the Black characters in She had speaking lines or appeared in any role that was dominant to the white characters. In this way, She was perfect fantasy fare for Dixie during Jim Crow -- except for that Amahagger uprising against the mean queen.

It's all ridiculous storytelling in these enlightened days of the Great Awakening (GA) but serves as a reminder of how culture both reflects and shapes popular perspectives, as we see with BGA folks believing Black Africans are lesser beings, unworthy and unwelcome in the USA, and women really ain't nothing without a good man.

Life of Chuck

 

On one level, The Life of Chuck, which is based on the Stephen King novella of the same name, is a rich, mentally invigorating viewing experience. Three roughly chronological chapters are presented in reverse order, with two unifying themes threaded through them -- time and mortality.

The title character is played at various points by the ever-versatile Tom Hiddleston (The Night Manager, Avengers), Jacob Tremblay (Room) and the wonderful child actor/dancer Benjamin Pajak. It is not entirely clear if Chuck is an actual person, an archetype or a totem, but whatever the case, he appears to be a soul out of time, in many senses of that expression. His purpose is to prompt those in the narrative world and in the audience to take a breath ... look around ... be in the moment.

On another level, The Life of Chuck is an ambitious and not wholly successful attempt to transfer King's heady contemplations to the screen, despite the constraints inherent in movies. Some notions are most genuinely appreciated on the written page.

Having said that, Flanagan's construction of Chapter 2, Buskers, is beyond exhilarating, with Hiddleston, Analise Basso's Janice and drummer Taylor Franck's Pocket Queen turning an uncanny musing on creativity and mindfulness into a masterclass on sound and movement.

 

Casualties of War (1989)

 

Three years before Rob Reiner's A Few Good Men (1992), Brian De Palma released Casualties of War, the harrowing film of a squad of American soldiers in the jungles of Vietnam who were ordered by their sergeant (Sean Penn) to kidnap and rape a young woman for their amusement.

One squad member (Michael J. Fox) doesn't participate in the assault and tries to help the woman escape, but she is killed by the other members of the squad. Her body is left in the brush.

When the men return to base, company officers aren't interested in pursuing an investigation into the incident or prosecuting the soldiers. The soldier reporting the crime is shunned and threatened by his squad mates, and nearly killed. After an Army chaplain hears of the woman's death, he presses for action. The sergeant and the others are court-martialed and imprisoned.

The film, which is based on true events, is typical de Palma -- chilling and disturbing and brutal -- and it raises many vital questions about codes of conduct, loyalty and solidarity and justice, all of which are especially relevant these days.

Yes, war IS hell, and some men who are put into a cauldron of desperation and madness can turn into devils.

Rental Family

 

Japanese director Hikari's Rental Family is Oscar-winner Brendan Fraser's loving entry into another award-season competition for best actor consideration.

In this film, Fraser delivers an understated but highly affecting performance as a lonesome and emotionally isolated American actor living in Japan, piecing together a living with spot gigs in commercials and the occasional feature film or series.

One acting job asks him to appear at a funeral as a "token white guy." He discovers the funeral is a fantasy being lived by the "deceased" and learns from his employer, Shinji (Takehiro Hira), that such contrived experiences with surrogate performers are common in Japan.

Shinji offers Phillip, who does not connect with people below surface levels, more lucrative jobs that will require complex role-playing -- as the groom at a wedding the bride is staging to placate her parents so that she might begin her life with her female companion and as a gaming partner/friend for a recluse.

The film, which was written by Hikari and Stephen Blahut, spends most of its time on two jobs that lead Phillip into personal emotional spaces he hasn't visited in many years.

He is contracted by a mother (Shino Shinozakito) to pretend to be the long-absent father to her young biracial daughter (Shannon Mahina Gorman) so that she can get into a prestigious school.

He is also hired by a daughter (Sei Matobu) to play a journalist interviewing her aging actor father (Akira Emoto), who is drifting into dementia. Neither the child nor the actor knows Phillip is pretending.

As one might expect, the subterfuge eventually becomes untenable, and Phillip finds himself crossing lines that could spell disaster for him and the agency.

Fraser's Phillip is not expressive without a script, and when he's off the book, when his guard is down, the audience can read his thoughts and feelings on his face. At various times, his face reads perplexed, uncertain, determined, frightened, forlorn, elated, enamored, dazzled, and smitten.

Rental Family is a fine film with a fine star turn from a fine actor.

Hamnet

 

In a pivotal scene near the close of Chloé Zhao's achingly romantic and heartbreaking adaptation of Maggie O'Farrell's Hamnet, Jessie Buckley's Agnes (pronounced "Annis") attends the premiere of husband William Shakespeare's latest work, a tragedy titled Hamlet.

Both brittle and flinty from the recent death of Hamnet, their young son (a heart-tugging Jacobi Jupe), Agnes enters the Globe, not believing that Will (a virtuosic Paul Mescal) has written a play bearing the boy's name without telling her, and that so many people have come to see it. She's stunned and mystified and furious.

Agnes is accompanied by her brother Bartholomew (a steady Joe Alwyn), who urges her to keep her heart open, echoing their herbalist/animist mother. Though those words are spoken near the end of the picture, it's great advice to anyone venturing into Zhao's world of love, labor and loss.

Of course, keeping your heart open will be painful. Much is asked of the audience, but nothing close to what is demanded of the players, especially Buckley. She's honest and visceral, fully owning every embrace and every tear. Hers is a showpiece of film acting.

Other standout performers are Emily Watson as Will's loving, puritan mother Mary; and Noah Jupe, older brother to Jacobi, as Hamlet in the Globe staging of the play.

Agnes asks Will during their first meeting to tell her a story that moves him, and Hamnet delivers.