Review – Inherent Vice

There’s a moment in Paul Thomas Anderson’s chaotically brilliant latest when Joaquin Phoenix’s perennially baked private detective asks someone what inherent vice is, only to be told “I don’t know”.

Like much of Anderson's work, Inherent Vice will undoubtedly reward repeated viewings and, though not his finest picture, it remains an experience to inhale and imbibe

Like much of Anderson’s work, Inherent Vice will undoubtedly reward repeated viewings and, though not his finest picture, it remains an experience to inhale and imbibe

It’s a telling exchange in a film that’s stuffed with plot threads, but is enjoying itself way too much to want to stitch them together into a traditional narrative. As whacked out as Inherent Vice is, though, it is filmmaking on a higher plane of existence that reinforces PTA’s credentials as one of cinema’s most distinctive and timeless auteurs.

The 70s are generally regarded as a paranoid come down from the flower-powered counterculturalism of the previous decade, but it’s also the same decade that produced the New American Cinema and Inherent Vice is a wistful and melancholic throwback to such classic ’70s revisionist detective films as The Long Goodbye and Chinatown.

Ouija believe it: 'Doc' Sportello (Joaquin Phoenix) with Sortilège (Joanna Newsom) and Shasta (Katherine Waterston) in Inherent Vice

Ouija believe it: ‘Doc’ Sportello (Joaquin Phoenix) with Sortilège (Joanna Newsom) and Shasta (Katherine Waterston) in Inherent Vice

This mood is mirrored by the film’s evocative soundtrack, that includes Harvest and (appropriately enough) Journey Through The Past by Neil Young, whose mutton chops and wide-brimmed hat provided the visual way into the California dreamin’ character of Larry ‘Doc’ Sportello for Phoenix.

Doc is hired by ex-girlfriend Shasta (Katherine Waterston) to look into the disappearance of her wealthy real estate lover Mickey Wolfmann (Eric Roberts). As Doc disappears down the rabbit hole, his increasingly mind-altering investigation takes in black activists, nazi bikers, double agents, dodgy dentists, a weird cult (shades of his 2012 film The Master) and something called the Golden Fang. Meanwhile, hippie-hating LAPD Detective Christian F. ‘Bigfoot’ Bjornsen (Josh Brolin) makes his presence known from time-to-time and proves to be a curious love/hate companion to the shambling Doc.

What's up Doc: Private detective 'Doc' Sportello (Joaquin Phoenix) in Inherent Vice

What’s up Doc: Private detective ‘Doc’ Sportello (Joaquin Phoenix) in Inherent Vice

Anderson’s free-spirited adaptation of Thomas Pynchon’s novel fits perfectly with the tone and mood of a film that, whilst not as goofy as the misleading trailer would have you believe, nevertheless has plenty of laughs courtesy of Phoenix’s irresistible central performance. His hilariously over-the-top reaction to a picture of a baby is priceless, while his irreverent scribbles during interviews and exchanges with Brolin’s square-jawed square are among the film’s many highlights.

Me and my shadow: 'Doc' Sportello (Joaquin Phoenix) and Detective 'Bigfoot' Bjornsen (Josh Brolin) in Inherent Vice

Me and my shadow: ‘Doc’ Sportello (Joaquin Phoenix) and Detective ‘Bigfoot’ Bjornsen (Josh Brolin) in Inherent Vice

Anderson and Phoenix counteract this with moments of introspection, not least of which when he periodically looks out the window of his ramshackle beach house with a nostalgic yearning for a time that is already fading into memory; or chats with the wise Sortilège (Joanna Newsom); a character whom you suspect is possibly a figment of Doc’s febrile imagination bearing in mind her sudden appearances and disappearances and the fact nobody else interacts with her.

Phoenix is given plenty to work opposite a stellar cast, all of whom are able to put flesh on the bones of their characters thanks to PTA’s Oscar-nominated screenplay. Martin Short leaves you wanting more from his all-too-brief cameo as deranged tooth doctor Rudy Blatnoyd, while the excellent Waterston floats along as flower child femme fatale Shasta; the love of Doc’s life who may or may not be the best thing for him.

Inherent Vice does da Vinci's The Last Supper

Inherent Vice does da Vinci’s The Last Supper

Individual frames also lodge themselves in the mind; not least of which a throwaway moment around a busy dining table involving Owen Wilson’s missing-believed-dead Coy that looks like it’s lifted straight from da Vinci’s The Last Supper.

Like much of Anderson’s work, Inherent Vice will undoubtedly reward repeated viewings and, though not his finest picture, it remains an experience to inhale and imbibe.

Review – The Grand Budapest Hotel

The idiosyncratic Wes Anderson conjures up his latest magical microcosm in this sumptuously designed feast for the senses.

When Wes Anderson is good he's very, very good and with The Grand Budapest Hotel he's at the top of his game. It's is an absolute delight

When Wes Anderson is good he’s very, very good and with The Grand Budapest Hotel he’s at the top of his game. It’s an absolute delight

One could compare Anderson’s career to that of a sculptor meticulously chiseling away at a piece of rock and removing all of the rough edges until what’s left is a thing of beauty.

His 1996 debut Bottle Rocket was an uneven work with enough flashes of Anderson’s unique visual style to mark him out as one to watch. His following two films, the resplendent Rushmore (1998) and superior The Royal Tenenbaums (2001) marked the end of a highly impressive first phase.

M. Gustave H. (Raplph Fiennes) comforts the elderly Madame D. (Tilda Swinton) in The Grand Budapest Hotel

M. Gustave H. (Ralph Fiennes) comforts the elderly Madame D. (Tilda Swinton) in The Grand Budapest Hotel

Phase two was more difficult, with The Life Aquatic With Steve Zissou (2004) and The Darjeeling Limited (2006) failing to strike the same chord. However, since 2009’s Fantastic Mr. Fox, the balance of whimsy, eccentricity and maturity he failed to achieve in his previous two films was finally stuck, with this third phase in Anderson’s oeuvre also producing the lovely Moonrise Kingdom (2012) and now this charming confection (actually his second ‘hotel’ picture following the 2007 short Hotel Chevalier).

The film begins with an unnamed author (Tom Wilkinson) recollecting the time he spent as a younger man (played by Jude Law) at the Grand Budapest Hotel, where he encountered its reclusive owner Zero Moustafa (F. Murray Abraham). Over dinner, Zero tells the extraordinary story of how, as a young man in the 1930s, he came to inherit one of Europe’s most lavish hotels from M. Gustave (Ralph Fiennes), who at the time was its suave and sophisticated concierge. They strike up a warm friendship after Gustave is framed for the murder of his octogenarian lover Madame D. (Tilda Swinton) and must prove not only his innocence but also uncover the real culprits.

The one and only Bill Murray plays hotel concierge M. Ivan in The Grand Budapest Hotel

The one and only Bill Murray plays hotel concierge M. Ivan in The Grand Budapest Hotel

Anderson’s love of early cinema, present in Bottle Rocket with its nod to Edwin S Porter’s landmark 1903 picture The Great Train Robbery, can be found here in the wonderful old school effects shots that bring to mind pioneering genius Georges Méliès. Likewise, the film’s deadpan physical comedy inevitably brings to mind such early masters of the form as Chaplin and Keaton.

M. Gustave H. (Raplh Fiennes) confronts the dastardly Dmitri Desgoffe-und-Taxis (Adrieb Brody) and his henchman J.G. Jopling (Willem Dafoe) in The Grand Budapest Hotel

M. Gustave H. (Ralph Fiennes) confronts the dastardly Dmitri Desgoffe-und-Taxis (Adrien Brody) and his henchman J.G. Jopling (Willem Dafoe) in The Grand Budapest Hotel

His trademark mise en scène is also taken to the nth degree in The Grand Budapest Hotel, with its beautifully crafted and crisp tracking shots, zooms and back and forth camera shots so meticulously constructed as to make Stanley Kubrick proud.

In spite of being a marvel of precise technical mastery, the film is rich with memorable characters, each brought vividly to life by a splendid cast. Fiennes, in his first collaboration with Anderson, is a marvel and gives a beautifully measured turn that’s equal parts farcical, steely eyed and kind. He’s matched by Tony Revolori, whose portrayal of the loyal and determined young Zero sits perfectly next to his partner-in-crime Gustave.

Zero Moustafa (Tony Revolori) and his beau Agatha (Saoirse Ronan) in The Grand Budapest Hotel

Zero Moustafa (Tony Revolori) and his beau Agatha (Saoirse Ronan) in The Grand Budapest Hotel

The supporting cast, many giving extended cameos, all stand out due to the care and attention given to each of their characters. Willem Dafoe’s henchman J.G. Jopling looks like a cross between Nosferatu and Frankenstein’s monster, while Jeff Goldblum gives a typically terrific turn as the unfortunate Deputy Kovacs and Saoirse Ronan is sweet as Zero’s love interest Agatha. Let’s not forget Bill Murray, of course, who makes a quick impression as fellow hotel concierge M. Ivan.

These warm performances are matched by Anderson’s dialogue that, while maintaining the zippiness of his previous films, is also imbued with a generosity and affection that radiates when uttered by such a gifted cast.

When Wes Anderson is good he’s very, very good and with The Grand Budapest Hotel he’s at the top of his game. It’s an absolute delight.

Debuts Blogathon: Wes Anderson – Bottle Rocket (1996)

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Welcome to the first in what promises to be a fun and diverse examination of directors’ first features. The ‘Debuts’ Blogathon is being run by myself and Chris at Terry Malloy’s Pigeon Coop. Each day, Chris and I will run a different entry in the Blogathon. The first of my entries comes from the informative and varied Big Screen Small Worlds. This great site features lots of different stuff, from thought-provoking essays to great lists and informative reviews. Make sure to check it out.

Wes Anderson

Bottle Rocket (1996)

Bottle Rocket was the directional debut of Wes Anderson, as well as the debut of brothers Luke and Owen Wilson working together onscreen. After this film, Anderson continued on to direct movies such as Rushmore, The Royal Tenenbaums and his most acclaimed work to date, Moonrise Kingdom.

Bottle RocketBottle Rocket was based on a short film with the same title, translated into a feature film. While I do favor Anderson’s latter works, I think that as a follower of his work, Bottle Rocket deserves a place in one’s viewing shelf, as it displays earlier styling that Anderson would soon later hone and strengthen in his future films.

The movie introduces us to two main characters, Anthony and Dignan, as they pick up where their friendship left off after Anthony’s stint at a mental hospital. With that friendship comes Dignan’s plan to live off as fugitives, working for a certain Mr Henry and pulling off heists. They soon recruit their friend Bob, simply because he has a car. After some planning they soon pull off a small-time robbery, leading Dignan to plan bigger heists and soon put their lives on the road. However, their plans come to a halt when Anthony falls in love and Bob faces a family dilemma. Soon enough the three go on their separate ways, but not long after Dignan goes back with a new plan, reeling Bob and Anthony back to his schemes and revealing a twist in the end.

Bottle RocketAs a debut feature of the Wilson brothers, they did have some on-screen chemistry together, albeit their characters were not far from the people they play in their other works. Characterisation was no problem for them, although I’d prefer it if Owen Wilson played his character in a more convincing manner. The plot itself requires some conviction to be believable, and although Dignan seems sold on his plan, it takes a lot more conviction on his act to make it seem believable and absurd. Plus, it would look like his character was more of the insane one, and not Anthony, who checked himself in because of exhaustion.

Bottle RocketThe plot was absurd in nature, as there was really no logical reasoning for it, except that it seemed like the next logical step for the characters to take. As I’ve said, the plot needs the characters to be convincing that this is the rational thing to do, and while it is to some extent, the whole premise doesn’t seem to be sold to Anthony and Bob, as it quickly falls apart after some time. While it also promised an interesting movie, I felt that the plot fell flat in the middle, but somewhat redeems itself during the final act. If I would have caught the film in the middle, I wouldn’t think of it as an Anderson film as it felt way out-of-place in his usual style and writing.

The writing was weak in comparison to future works. However, Bottle Rocket has a sense of realism, in the way that the characters don’t exist entirely in the sort of Anderson-like world we see in his later work. As I’ve mentioned, the plot fell in the middle, and his characters weren’t solid to begin with. While he was molding what the characters would seem like in the writing, I think it might have gotten lost in translation. The characteristics are there, but it has a difficult time embodying itself in the portrayal of its characters. However, the writing becomes the start of how Anderson would soon take his characters and mold them to the interesting beings they are.

Bottle RocketWhile the supporting cast themselves played a bit of pivotal role in the film, their presence was rather minimal, therefore making little impact. I thought Bob was a good character, and Mr Henry is a strong character, but with minimal lines and presence they didn’t make much of an impact. Bob, played by Robert Musgrave, felt more of a floating character, as he wasn’t exactly a sidekick, but he wasn’t a main character either. However, the movie made it seem like he had a purpose, or he really was just there because he had a car. Mr Henry was a strong character, but with only a few minutes of screen time his presence didn’t strengthen the film. The only supporting character that had more of an on-screen presence was Inez, who was essential to Anthony’s story.

Anderson’s Future Filmography

Bottle RocketBottle Rocket was the film that launched Anderson’s career critically and, over time, his work has become acknowledged and acclaimed both critically and commercially. It already exhibits pieces of his style that is to be expected in his films. Over time, his work has carried his trademark style, whether the setting is on an isolated island, inside a train or even rooms inside a house. Looking back, his vision hasn’t changed, but has improved and developed over time. His writing and his visuals certainly improved, and he has taken into practice featuring staple actors in his works.

In my opinion, his work has definitely changed and improved over time, and it did not take him several tries to do so. He succeeded with Rushmore and his movies never seemed to falter after that. While my personal favorite is The Royal Tenenbaums, his mainstream career is beginning due to recognition of Moonrise Kingdom. His writing style definitely improved in such a way that there is a clear distinction of his characters and what he wanted them to portray. He takes simple ideas and turns them into enjoyable films. It’s not only his work that he excels at, but even through adaptations of others stories. Another favorite of mine is Fantastic Mr Fox, an adaptation of a Roald Dahl story. I found the writing to be witty and his take on the book simply amazing. He manages to make a great film in a different medium that still has his name written all over it.

Bottle RocketHis films may vary but his style is written all over them. His filming style and his visuals definitely improved (granted that technological advances should also be given credit for it) and evolved over time. He still kept some elements from his previous films, but it’s rather evident that there was significant improvement, both in content and translation. With a new film coming in, there is already a high expectation of what it will deliver, but based on Anderson’s filmography, I’m quite certain it wouldn’t be a disappointment. I don’t think he’s going to be stopping anytime soon.

Bottle Rocket may not be his famous work or his best work but it deserves its space on Anderson’s shelf. It’s the film that gave him notice, not to mention that it provides the basis for the evolution his work eventually went through feature after feature. What Bottle Rocket is, at the heart of it, is an ‘experimentation’ film, to see how potential audiences would receive his work, and what elements would he keep, leave out or continually change. In a sense, this becomes an essential viewing of his filmography, because it maps out how the director started, and what bits and pieces became predominant in his future works. While Rushmore technically became the film that launched him into director-stardom, Bottle Rocket should definitely not be set aside and a must-watch for any Anderson fan out there.

If that’s whetted your appetite, over at Terry Malloy’s Pigeon Coop is a tremendous look at John Lasseter’s ground-breaking 1995 debut Toy Story, courtesy of the excellent Video as Life site. It’s well worth checking out, so make sure to do so after you’ve read the review.

Check back tomorrow to see Cinematic take a look at Terrence Malick’s Badlands.