It’s estimated that a quarter of cowboys were Black, but you’d never know it from Hollywood westerns, which so whitewashed American history that Mel Brooks found provocative humor in having a Black man holding the reins in 1974’s Blazing Saddles. The Road’s Smit-McPhee also impresses, especially as his character grows more important in the film’s final, unexpected third. But at its heart is a brooding Cumberbatch, offering one of the shrewdest performances of his career. True, it has a tendency to meander and lands Last Night In Soho’s Thomasin McKenzie with an underwritten role.
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But there’s more to this story than jealousy and rage, as Campion drops hints about hidden love from the past that might well be a dangerous thing in cowboy country.īeautifully filmed (with New Zealand doubling for the States), The Power Of The Dog is surely Campion’s most elegant movie since The Portrait Of A Lady or even The Piano. Soon, he’s brutally haranguing Rose, who starts to self-medicate with booze, and ominously befriending Pete. When George meets and marries Rose (Kirsten Dunst), widowed mother to sensitive teen Pete (Kodi Smit-McPhee), it sends Phil into an apoplectic rage.
The more bookish of the two, George manages the business while the rough-hewn Phil can more typically be found castrating cattle. Based on Thomas Savage’s 1967 novel, its story dials back to 1920s Montana and into the world of the ranch-owning Burbank brothers, Phil (Benedict Cumberbatch) and George (Jesse Plemons). It follows some of the most renowned chefs in Culinary Mecca as they re-invent, and re-invigorate the tight gastronomic history of a country that takes its food very seriously.Jane Campion’s first feature since 2009’s Bright Star is a subtle spin on sibling rivalry, repressed emotions and rural living. The Emmy Nominated Docu-series now explores France- filled with “gastronomic wastelands”, 3 star restaurants struggling for perfection, chefs swerving to “pure-veg” meals. What ensues is a horror-comedy, horror because of the sheer idea of having your mistress plan your wedding. Here, the girlfriend discovers a wedding planner’s card on her boyfriend and mistakes that for a proposal. This film reminds me of that moment in Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara when Natasha (Kalki Koechlin) mistakes her boyfriend Kabir (Abhay Deol) showing her the ring he bought his mother as a proposal and screams “Yes!” in front of everyone before Kabir realizes what happened.īut this is France, so there must be a mistress. There’s lots of food here too- Foie Gras in milk, and broccoli paste, squid ink, and lots of wine. It’s like watching milk boil, one moment it’s calm, and the next, the whole thing spills! It plays into the stereotype of Parisians being casually risque and adulterous. Affairs, conspiracies, secrets pour out and there is always lingering tension. They play a horrible game where they place all their phones in the center of the table, deciding every phone, text, e-mail notification will be read or heard out loud. There is a Gabriel in this show too- he isn’t capital-h-hot, but is as loveable as they come.Ī group of friends, three couples, and a man whose girlfriend is at home sick, meet over dinner at a friend’s place during the Lunar eclipse. It’s brilliant, funny, and most importantly, very French. It features some really cool guest stars from Isabelle Adjani and Monica Bellucci to Isabelle Huppert, playing fictional versions of themselves. I agree, and for those of you who were annoyed at the flattened French formulaic imagery of the film, come hither! Call My Agent is a patient, immersive look at the lives of the agents who manage the stars- bratty, obnoxious, and surprisingly human.
I got to this show right after New Yorker television critic Emily Nussbaum noted how it is far superior to Emily In Paris.
If you loved the show, taking mental notes of spraying salut salutation with noisy cheek kisses once this pandemic is a long-gone memory, practicing your guttural syllables, screaming J’adore at things you love, then this list is for you- Paris based films that will guarantee you replace the cold-turkey “What’s up?” with “Ça Va”, dosas with crêpe, and finally get the gumption to tell your bosses you’ll be taking an hour long languorous lunch, cigarette break notwithstanding.
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