Showing posts with label Kevin Smith. Show all posts
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Monday, May 20, 2019

I’d Love To Turn You On At The Movies #218 - Kicking and Screaming (1995, dir. Noah Baumbach)


            Many of the films I’ve written about on this blog I’ve done so because something about it is immediately familiar to me. Perhaps this is why I don’t often choose to write about horror films or sci-fi films or fantasy films. It’s not because I don’t like them, per se (although I am very picky about the ones that I do like), but the movies I tend to hold the dearest are the ones that remind me of people, places or times in my own life. I don’t think that I necessarily set out to do that when choosing films that I want to write about, but I also don’t think that it is entirely unintentional either. Growing up, some of my favorite shit to do was sit around with friends smoking cigarettes, discussing music, art, and pop culture under the influence of some sort of stimulant. So naturally the films that I enjoyed the most back then - those of Kevin Smith and Quentin Tarantino, for instance - tended to be the ones with copious amounts of dialogue. Noah Baumbach’s first film Kicking and Screaming (not to be confused with the Will Ferrell soccer movie of the same name) is just such a film.
            Kicking and Screaming revolves around a group of friends who have just graduated college and, unsure (or rather, terrified) of what lies ahead, decide to hang around the campus an extra year. The main storyline follows Grover (Josh Hamilton) whose girlfriend Jane (Olivia D’Abo) has just dumped him and moved to Prague. Heartbroken, he seeks solace in the company of his best friends Max (Chris Eigeman), Otis (Carlos Jacott) and Skippy (Jason Wiles). The group spends hours at bars and parties, drinking and talking about art, pop culture, and academics and generally avoiding facing their impending futures.
            I’ve tried to turn people onto this movie a lot over the years. I’ve played it for friends and significant others and even tried writing about it in school once or twice. A common talking point that inevitably comes up, whether in conversation or in reviews I’ve read, is that Kicking and Screaming doesn’t really have a plot. On the one hand, there are those who think that this is a detriment to the film, and it can’t be saved by the unique script. Others say that the film’s aimlessness works for it, acting as a symbol for the aimlessness of the characters and that the snappy dialogue just drives it forward. I guess I agree with latter partially, but with one major caveat: I don’t think that the film is plotless at all. I think that the idea of being terrified to face the real world when the only world you’ve ever really known as an adult is your academic pursuits is a very real dilemma. Each and every one of the main characters deals with this problem differently, but the outcome is the same for all. The aforementioned Grover reacts to his girlfriend’s news of her opportunity in Prague not with pride and praise, but with disdain and bitterness. He is angry that she is not going to live with him in Brooklyn as they had planned and, almost in defiance of her success, doesn’t follow through on his own pursuits, opting instead to stick around campus to waste time with his friends where it’s “safe.”
Otis, who in the first scene of the film, we are told “has two moods: testy and antsy,” gets all the way to the airport, headed toward grad school in Milwaukee. Minutes later, he shows back up at their house, announcing that he has deferred his enrollment to the following year. No one tries to stop him or drive him back. In fact, it is glossed over so quickly that it almost seems as though they were expecting it. As we get to know Otis’ character, we realize that he stayed because he is terrified of a world away from the only people who truly know him. No one knows this feeling better than Max, whose tough, wise-ass exterior masks a real vulnerability that often comes out when he is drinking. In one scene, an intoxicated Max looks at himself in the mirror and actually says “you do nothing. Max Belmont does nothing.” It’s such a tender scene I have trouble watching it sometimes. I’ve been in that very situation more times than I can remember. Finally, there’s Skippy, the least mature of the bunch. Skippy’s girlfriend Miami, played by the amazing Parker Posey, has a year left of school before she graduates. So rather than moving on, or even getting a job and waiting for her to finish, Skippy re-enrolls in school, despite having graduated. He is so scared of losing her that he feels re-enrolling is the only way to keep her. At the same time, he uses her as an excuse to do exactly what his friends have all decided to do: stick around and do nothing.
These are four very distinct ways of dealing with the inevitable and I believe that I have employed them all to postpone my own future from time to time. Perhaps that’s what drew me to this film so quickly in the first place. When I first saw Kicking and Screaming, I was a senior in high school, just a few years away from the crossroads at which the characters in the film find themselves. Possibly even closer, considering in my hometown it was not uncommon to skip college after high school and go straight into settling for a shithole career of some sort. And in order to deal with my own self-consciousness or self-doubt, I turned to the only things that made me feel better: my friends. If you’ve ever felt unsure of the future or afraid to take a risk, this just might be a film for you. And hey, at the very least there’s a lot of really funny dialogue.
-         Jonathan Eagle

Monday, April 13, 2015

I'd Love to Turn You On At the Movies #113 - Mallrats (1995, dir. Kevin Smith)

Brodie: There is something out there that can help us ease our simultaneous double loss.
T.S. Quint: What? Ritual suicide?
Brodie: No, you idiot, the f*#@ing mall!
T.S. Quint: I'd prefer ritual suicide.
Brodie: Oh come on man it'll be great. They have these new cookies at the cookie stand, you have to try 'em. They're awesome.

When ruminating upon films to write about I initially skipped over everything by Kevin Smith simply because I assumed that everyone had already seen them, however when I thought about it a little more about it I decided it’s time for people take a bit of a closer look at Mallrats. If you have seen this film before then you probably know how quirky, quotable, and fun it is; if you haven’t seen it there is a chance that you were in a coma through the nineties and it is time you got caught up (apologies to anyone who actually was in a coma… my bad). The truth about this film is that it is a perfect distillation of a generation of mall-walking nerd scholars of the nineties, and the result is straight up enjoyable.

While I have had a tendency to try and turn you on to more obscure and often esoteric masterworks of cinema, I, like everyone else, have a soft spot in my heart for a well-crafted comedy. While Smith’s dialogue and the acting can be a little rough around the edges, on the whole the movie plays out like a crass, sophomoric version of a Woody Allen film. The central figures, Brodie and T.C., have just been dumped by their respective significant others. T.C. (played by Jeremy London) was dumped for being stubborn when his girlfriend Brandi (Claire Forlani) had to cancel their trip to Florida (he WAS going to propose when Jaws popped out of the water), and Brodie (Jason Lee) was dropped by Rene (Shannen Doherty) for simply being an aimless and oblivious nerd. Joining forces, the two of them convene at the mall to ease their heartache (“I love the smell of commerce in the morning”). The rest of the film follows these two characters as they meander through the mall and engage in witty, although often crude, dialogue and stumble into a number of slapstick happenstances.

As the plot ambles along our heroes both put into play different strategies to prove their love to their former partners and win them back. T.C. hatches a number of different plans to stop Brandi’s father’s dating game show that Brandi is now the reluctant star of, while Brodie takes the long road to realizing that he wants Rene back. Luckily for them, and the plot of the film, most everything in the mid-nineties centered on the mall, the game show is happening in the mall and Rene is currently on a date with Brodie’s unseemly arch-nemesis at (where else?) the mall. The film’s climax happens as everything comes together on the stage of the live screening of Brandi’s father’s dating game, but you will have to watch to find out how this film ends.

The key thing that makes this film so enjoyable is the fact that as the two main characters walk the mall they run across a series of crazy side characters that keep the plot moving and add a certain comedic charm. As this is the second film in Kevin Smith’s “View Askewniverse” series there are a number of connections to its predecessor Clerks (1994) – notably the fact that Jay and Silent Bob play a prominent comedic role (nooch!). In addition to the undeniably likeable stoner duo, there are a number of other reoccurring characters, most importantly a sloppy large man that can’t see the sailboat in the magic eye poster (“When lord! When the hell do I get to see the goddamn sailboat!”), Ben Affleck playing a deplorable manager of The Fashionable Male who has a hot temper and a penchant for a certain sexual deviation, and a number of quick but poignant cameos from none other than Stan Lee!

Taking a step back, and separating the movie from my nostalgic attachment to this quick-witted hour and a half, the cinematography is good but nothing to write home about (another connection that can be drawn to a lot of Woody Allen flicks) and the direction can be a tad lack-luster or a bit heavy handed. However, if you can look past its minor shortcomings, the charm and wit of the writing and the appeal of the naïve acting of the entire cast will certainly win you over. It has been a while since I have watched anything directed by Kevin Smith (and on a side note this film turns 20 this year… AHH!), so I decided to do it right, crack a cold beer, and sit back to see if I enjoyed it as much as I used to. And, of course, it was just as I remembered it - a quick amusing ride. Masterpiece cinema it may not be, but an extremely enjoyable popcorn flick it certainly is! So unless you have recently been screwed in a very uncomfortable place (like the back of a Volkswagen?) and lost your sense of humor you will most likely find yourself charmed by this super fun nineties flick, so, CHECK IT!

            - Edward Hill