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Wednesday, May 12, 2021

“Wow, the power of women”: The perpetual Nicole Kidman Renaissance (part III) + Poll results

Wednesday, May 12, 2021 0
“Wow, the power of women”: The perpetual Nicole Kidman Renaissance (part III) + Poll results

Remember me? I said I would write here regularly, regardless of how boring 2020 turned out to be? Well, I lied! I know, I know! So much has happened since then! An entire awards race! The Golden Globes were just cancelled, in fact. But I have no energy to rehash this last year. Onwards and forwards. If I want to pick this back up, I can't try and fill up the gap of what happened over a year or I'll go mad. The Awards Race, in whatever shape or form, will rear its ugly head eventually, and then we'll address it as it unfolds. But in order to do so, one thing remains pending: my Nicole Kidman career retrospective.

Remember that? There was a poll where you could vote for your favorite Nicole Kidman performance, and I previously wrote about the films I'd seen in chronological order, from 1989's Dead Calm to 2003's Cold Mountain, and from 2004's Birth to 2015's The Family Fang.

And today, it is time to talk about the later part of this legend's career and the poll results (as they have stood for a year because it's taken me that long to finish this). I'll also throw in those films I've seen from her during this months as I continue to suffer throughout the insane choices this woman has made. Let's go!


So it's no secret Nicole's career is doing much better now than in the late aughts-early 2010s, and that has everything to do with a little show called Big Little Lies (more on that later), but her career resurgence undoubtedly began some months earlier, when she picked up an Oscar nomination for Lion. It's not my favorite performance of hers, and I'd swap this nom for other leading works that went unrewarded (the film itself is gorgeously shot in the first half, but feels a bit white savior-y for my taste), but I can imagine why Nicole chose to do it, the topic being close to her heart, and Patel is amazing in it, so I can't hate it either.


It's 2017! It's here! The year I spent saying the words "Nicoleassance" over and over again. The Cannes dominance, that award they made up after perennially dragging her through the mud, the articles reevaluating her career, the beginning of her never-ending TV stint that will lead me to an early grave... Yes, Big Little Lies became an audiences and awards juggernaut, after not being taken that seriously. And although the entire cast shines in this, Nicole Kidman stood, crowned at the cusp of her comeback, as she collected Golden Globes and Emmys. Her performance here is among the best of her career (which is saying a lot), and gave her back a lot of goodwill she had lost throughout the years. People will forget the second Debra Messy opens her mouth, but for a second there she recaptured everyone's attention and made them remember she's the best of the best. None can touch her when she hits.

The first of her four Cannes entries. One could say horny Nicole Kidman is the best Nicole Kidman, but like 50s repressed lesbian housewife Julianne Moore, it also is the ONLY Nicole Kidman. I liked this film more than I thought I would. It has a surprisingly high camp value (the Colin Farrel touching, the Edwina admonishments, the anatomy book!) and I saw it in a packed theatre, which feels like gone times. The first of two Colin Farrell collabs (plus, the one where he's hot), with Kristen Dunst living, serving cunt and then dying (more or less, I can't really remember it). It's not Nicole's best, but it's a solidly commanding leading performance that usually flies under the radar.


So, truth time: I didn't use to be a big Lanthimos fan. *Gasps in the audience* HERETIC! Yeah, I don't know, but the overly misantrophic world view didn't sit right with my spirit. And I tried. I tried with The Lobster, which I didn't like that much, and with this, which was a small improvement I did enjoy, even if I was like wtf is going awn, on my way to falling in love with The Favourite. I would die for Nicole to work with Lanthimos again, in the kinds of projects he's booking right now (and I try to read all the books they'll be based on, never losing hope there'll be a character there for her), because she was great in this, and they make quite the pair. Her mashed potatoes monologue attests to how atuned she's with his sensibilities. Extra points for the second Farrell collab (non-hot edition, this time).


We don't claim whatever this was. She lived, she queerbaited and then she packed her ugly ass wig and she left.


It's no secret Nicole only works with Campion in her flop projects (just like many other directors who worked with her in their sophomore efforts after great first ones), and Top of the Lake's second season is no exception. Mess of a season aside, her character here reinforces the conspiracy theory that Nicole Kidman is the closeted homophobe that has fought the hardest for the gays (even if it was unbeknownst to her). The immense camp value she provides us can only be offset by her playing lesbians who either a) kiss their sisters, and then die b) are batshit crazy c) all of the above. I don't know the process Campion followed to create this character, but I want the same prescription drugs she takes.


So I'm a huuuge Lucas Hedges fan. Evidently, I lost my shit when he was cast with Nicole in a gay role. I bought the memoir, read it, the whole thing. Everything began spelling Oscar nomination back in these days. And then everything turned to shit! I'm kidding, but there was a lot of scrutiny over the casting and bts people in this being all straight in what was a queer story, prompting Hedges to come out as "not totally straight, but also not gay and not necessarily bisexual". Sweety, then what! He probably thought bisexual is supposed to be right in the middle of the Kinsey scale and wanted to point out he leaned to a side, but c'mon, where's that sexual education, America? Anyways, the end result, Joel Edgerton aside, was far better than people claim it was. Yes, I'm a Boy Erased supporter, and proud. We exist! It isn't the only kind of queer story a gay person should aspire to have in terms of representation, but it's thoughtful and thoroughly well-acted. Nicole served as always, this time with one of her worst wigs, and Lucas embodied the lead character soulfully.
"So Debra Messing was on twitter today..."

As opposed to Boy Erased, everyone was on board with Destroyer serving, but in a Being the Ricardos-like twist (we truly are going through it, you guys), the first promotional pics were... WELL. The wig and make up department were on strike, I guess. Listen, the film is a bit wack, but Nicole truly gave it her ALL. Like that one time they told her not to throw knives in Paddington because one one had asked her to do it and she was scaring the kids. It was her first truly leading performance (if you don't count The Beguiled) in a while, and it would be the last until Being the Ricardos is released later this year. One could argue she decided TV was safer for her, after being burned by stuff like Grace of Monaco. In between several supporting performances that have sort of wasted her, though, Destroyer stands as Nicole at her most committed.

So one thing this renaissance was brought us is a never-ending parade of televised precursor nominations. Since Lion (technically since 2015's Grace of Monaco, although we're gonna pretend that film doesn't exist), she's received a GG/SAG/CC/Bafta nomination for at least one project per year. For Lion she hit all four, for BLL she won everything there was to win, Critics' Choice nomination and Golden Globe nomination for Boy Erased and Destroyer, respectively. Bombshell translated into two SAG award nominations (cast and supporting actress) in an answer to the question "who even is this film for?": actressing fans. It's a movie made to get Oscar nominations that had no fans on either side of the conflict, where Nicole (surprise!) sported a horrible wig and (surprise!) had like 15 minutes of screentime but still, and not to be petty, was better than eventual Oscar nominee Margot Robbie.

My TL was this for weeks. Good times!

Nicole's TV return after 2017 (and no, BLL2 doesn't count not because I didn't thoroughly enjoy it, but because a) I have no energy to fight Meryl Streep right now and b) I can't have Nicole Kidman hinting at a third season one more time). Is this show technically "good"? No. But does it need to be? Are six hours of Nicole Kidman tirelessly walking the streets of New York with an accent that clearly doesn't belong there, prompting memes and Nicki Minaj-scored edits, simply not enough? The Prom's era and this carried me through a hellish semester. Thank you for your service, Legend.

Like The Undoing before it, The Prom has more camp and meme value than the actual qualities of the actual thing. It was the first in two back-to-back films with Meryl Streep I had to endure because someone I liked was in them (Lucas Hedges in Let Them All Talk being the second one). This had James Corden in it, too, and it still was better than the other one. Now, is it a good film?, you ask while I cry mid-laugh. Well... not really, if one measures it by normal movie standards. By Ryan Murphy standards, though... you check your brain out at the door. It has its saccharine heart in the right place, and even if overlong to cater to Streep and Corden's musty asses, the film comes to life every time Nicole shows up. She's in it quite a lot, actually, but in true character fashion, in the background, banging on a cowbell (not kidding). Her Zazz number is still best in show, though, and she was the only adult in it who understood her character, and the film she was in, from the very beginning. Nicole Kidman works for the project, not for herself, and although that leads to people ignoring her all too often, it is also the sign of a truly great actress.


Besides watching my yearly crop of supporting film performances and compulsory TV projects, I continued to watch the few remaining (worthwhile) movies I still hadn't seen. That includes Practical Magic, Birthday Girl, and an answering machine voice in Panic Room (as the one time she worked, albeit briefly, with David Fincher, after getting injured on the set of Moulin Rouge and before having to drop the project). For some reason, her character in Practical Magic deviates from the cute Halloween vibes the film was going for to toy with overt sexuality and one or two exorcisms; leave it to Nicole Kidman to go to the extreme for no apparent reason. Birthday Girl is quite the cult phenomenon within her fans on twitter, but I've seen one too many Nicole-Kidman-abused-by-a-lover projects already, and with how hot the cast was, I thought they could've had more fun with it. 

I know I'm setting my girl up with this one

And now, onto the future! Although there were rumors of Nicole working with Alice Winocour in what sounded like a great European project (and a leading role at that!), it didn't work out in the end. Still, her upcoming slate looks promising, or at least exciting in a fight or flight kind of way, more so than these last couple of years have proven to be.

In late 2019, Nicole was cast in Robert Eggers' The Northman, and although there was a fair share of drama (when is there not?) when COVID-19 and the Nine Perfect Strangers shoot threatened to collide with it, she ended up flying to Ireland and doing her part. I'm not expecting it to be very big (although it shouldn't be too much to ask for a decent supporting role), but it's Robert Eggers! An exciting new director with horror-inclined sensibilities (I'm not a big fan of The VVitch, but a big one of The Lighthouse). It's also his biggest-scaled project to date, so there's awards buzz around it, and I sure love setting myself up for disappointment.


Then we have the aforementioned 9PS (everything is initials these days, there's no time to write the entire titles!), which didn't sound so promising when there was talk of the book being a minor Liane Moriarty entry, who has a hold on Nicole's soul for some reason, and a new Kelley reunion (who definitely wrote a script for The Undoing). For some reason, though, be it because of COVID-19 having actors bored or because this slaps, the cast is drop dead fantastic, and even if this is sold as a thriller, its actors suggest it will lean towards the comedic side, which makes it sound much more fun. And how can you not take advantage of Melissa McCarthy, Samara Weaving, Manny Jacinto, Regina Hall and Michael Shannon? The teaser looked divine and I can't wait to watch it. We were expecting a Spring release, but we've had no news so far on a date and the Emmy's deadline is way too close to expect it before it. As with a bunch of other shows that miss it and will make this summer a TV-filled one, it looks like 9PS is aiming for sunnier times.

And finally *shudders* Being the Ricardos. Someone tell Debra Messing to look away now. Listen, I was more or less on board from the beginning, because although this could destroy the goodwill she's fought to earn back, it's also a risk, and I'm all for one. And I still expect people to eat crow in the end, because, let's be honest, terrible biopics have received Oscar nominations before because they're baity as hell. But people have been nasty. The reasons that have led a mob of twitter trolls to storm the replies of any tweet that mentions this project? Debra Messing, misogyny, Nicole's lack of resemblance with Lucille Ball and... truly that's it. People are that basic. They'll have their knives out for this but the second a C-list actor like Lily James looks like Pamela Anderson because a make-up artist did their job, she's suddenly a thespian.

What I see from the corner of my eyes when I have sleep paralysis

I won't stand for suggestions that Nicole Kidman isn't funny. Maybe you don't get her post-modern, unsettling humor brand. But me? She cracks me up. Now, more sensible questions have been placed on Aaron Sorkin as a director, but truly, is it that much to ask that he doesn't direct a flop right after getting a bunch of nominations for the godawful Trial of the Chicago 7? Well, his only other misstep (as in the only other yellow film he has on Metacritic), she did with Nicole, too! And the Globes won't be there to savage it if it's truly terrible. So fingers crossed. 

Still, I will never stop rolling my eyes at how fast people forget Nicole Kidman is a genuinely great actress, and revert to comments about her face. It's as if she has to proof herself every time to people who name Debra Messing as an alternate even though she was never even considered and they have never seen anything she's done outside of Will & Grace, just because she once did an SNL-level sketch on her twice-cancelled show (a fact locals will never let die in those twitter replies). It doesn't help that Messing will continue to embarrass herself and beg for work on twitter like rent was due the very next morning. Sure, Nicole Kidman's history with accents has been spotty, and Ball is a beloved figure, but Javier Bardem is right there looking nothing like Desi and stealing another job from a Latin American actor, and no one will say peep. I'm sure if Cate Blanchett had stuck with this, she'd be predicted for an Oscar win, even though she would serve 100 pounds of ham and look not that much like Ball, either.


But we'll see what happens with all of that in the not-so-distant future. Right now, it's time to unveil the results of the poll you voted for. 59 people voted for 16 performances, with a very clear winner getting ahead quite early on. Here's the list, ranked from less voted to more beloved:

8th. The Others (1 vote; 1,7%)
8th. The Hours (1 vote; 1,7%)
8th. Cold Mountain (1 vote; 1,7%)
8th. Stoker (1 vote; 1,7%)
8th. Lion (1 vote; 1,7%)
8th. The Killing of a Sacred Deer (1 vote; 1,7%)
8th. The Beguiled (1 vote; 1,7%)
8th. Destroyer (1 vote; 1,7%)
8th. Boy Erased (1 vote; 1,7%)

6th. Paddington (2 votes; 3,4%)
6th. Rabbit Hole (2 votes; 3,4%)

3rd. To Die For (3 votes; 5,1%)
3rd. Dogville (3 votes; 5,1%)
3rd. Birth (3 votes; 5,1%)
2nd. Big Little Lies (6 votes; 10,2%)
1st. Moulin Rouge! (31 votes, 52,5%)

Moulin Rouge! remains Nicole's most well-remembered performance, especially among general audiences. The rest of the Top 3 is a good reflection of what you'll get if you ask the same question to most of her fans, Birth being my personal favorite of the bunch. Others like Rabbit Hole sit right outside the top, as well as films like The Others or The Hours, or Margot at the Wedding, which didn't score any points, but I continue to encourage you to check if you haven't already.

And that's it! It was a looooong time coming, I know. But I've finally got on with it and finished it. Now I can move on with new things, as this hellhole of a University degree comes to an end. There won't be much going on, awards race-wise, for a while (and thank god for that!) but some exciting (and messy) films are coming up in the near future (The Woman in the Window about to serve Razzie-winning masterpiece!), and both a packed summer TV season, and the long-awaited Eurovision Song Contest are rearing their heads so, as Nicole would say, watch this space!

What was her thought process here? You tell me.

Saturday, September 5, 2020

I'm Thinking of Ranking Charlie Kaufman: An I'm Thinking of Ending Things review, and then some

Saturday, September 05, 2020 0
I'm Thinking of Ranking Charlie Kaufman: An I'm Thinking of Ending Things review, and then some


V entura! You said you were going to write in this blog! You said the lack of content due to COVID-19 was not going to be an excuse! Where is the third entry on that Nicole Kidman filmography thingy you still need to finish? WELL, I LIED. I'm an unrealiable narrator, remember?

I will finish the Nicole Kidman filmography thingy, I promise, but for now, CHARLIE KAUFMAN IS BACK, BITCHES! I so wanted to write about his new film, I'm Thinking of Ending Things, partly because my only review so far has been about the Eurovision Neflix film, which was... not great. But then I saw it and I was like: Girl! What on the fuck is going on here?

Sooo, I thought about it, and since I've been doing a Kaufman marathon of sorts to prepare for its release, I've decided a raking of his work is much more on my wheelhouse: something overlong no one will read. Let's get started!

6º. ANOMALISA (2015) 

I won't lie to you, Bryn. I hates it. I mean, I don't hate it, but it's depressing as hell, and the animation style is kinda uncanny valley-esque. It's a good place to say I much prefer Kaufman the writer than Kaufman the director, so far. Not because there's anything wrong with his directing style, but because I favour her early work. Anomalisa is ingenious, and has plenty to like, but even claymation can't help this project being the one I came out of the most willing to forget.

5º. SYNECDOCHE, NEW YORK (2008) 
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The beginning of Kaufman's difficulties when selling a script, Synecdoche, New York can be frustrating as all hell, and is the first of Kaufman's uneven directorial efforts. But within the trap that the writer-director sets up for himself (a never-ending project hell-bent on realism that will never pay-off) there is a certain charm that originates from the real relationships of the actors tasked with the unfathomable project. It doesn't entirely work, but it feels personal and sad in a way that doesn't leave you hollow. Also, Philip Seymour Hoffman is always a reason to watch, and Emily Watson and Samantha Morton's uncanny resemblance is a funny touch.

4º. I'M THINKING OF ENDING THINGS (2020) 

Okay! So, did I know what was going on most of the time? No. But girl, I was living! I watched this yesterday with my sister, after a mid-afternoon Eternal Sunshine rewatch, and she hated it, with intensity. I can see Kaufman was aiming to be frustrating, and he both succeeds (it is frustrating) and fails to make something with some sort of emotional resonance, which is what's usually best about his clever and twisted scripts. So much so, that the success of this film for me could vary from scene to scene, as my opinion on it hung on how much I enjoyed to be wagged around by Kaufman. The end is a whole trip, and I'll have to read the book to really know what the hell I was supposed to understand, but I did enjoy those long, stretched, (for some) boring, conversations, partly because I like Buckley and Plemmons so much, and they're the kind of interesting actors who can pull them off. It isn't a film that will stay with me in an emotional way, but I finished it and decided I had enjoyed it, and so the trip in the dark was worth it.

3º. ADAPTATION. (2002) 

Listen, you write a film, Meryl Streep is cast in it, and she's unable to destroy it; that's a straight four-and-a-half stars from me, I don't care. This screenplay is air-tight. I won't go into a deep analysis of how Meh fails in this (and every other) film, but the real reason to love this project is Nicolas Cage as a Kaufman-esque verion of Charlie Kaufman, trapped between extreem self-hate and self-indulgence, who turned a book adaptation of The Orchid Thief into the telling of a midlife crisis he was stuck in while dealing with writer's block, paired with a Hollywood-demanded ending filled with violence and pathos. This is Kaufman going all the way to the brink of obsession, doing a film mostly about a depressed, middle-aged man who masturbates and sweats excessively, then being able to pull back from the brink to deliver something resembling a normal story, which hasn't always been the case.

2º. BEING JOHN MALKOVICH (1999) 

This was, until yesterday, my favorite Charlie Kaufman film, a way of putting it which isn't fair to his collaboration with Spike Jonze, with whom he also did Adaptation. Their styles gel, and the results are usually electrifying, but never more than in Being John Malkovich. The premise itself is weird as hell, and so in line with Kaufman's weird brand of story-within-the-mind madness, but the way it's executed and the places it dares to go to (especially towards the end) marks the beginning of Kaufman's no-fucks-given reign. Plus, Catherine Keener and Cameron Diaz DELIVER.

1º. ETERNAL SUNSHINE OF THE SPOTLESS MIND (2004) 
"What do we do?" "Enjoy it."

Kaufman cinematic perfection. I rewatched this yesterday, before I'm Thinking of Ending Things, because the first time I saw it, I was too young, and sick and it ended and I was like WTF? And boy, it did not disappoint this time around. Charlie Kaufman is at his best when he manages to pair his excentricty and twisty scripts with a core rooted in human emotion, which, even within its depressing tone, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind has pools of. Kate Winslet delivers here some of her more insteresting work, but it's also further proof that Jim Carrey can do ANYTHING, comedy or drama, and was wronged by the Academy both with this and The Truman Show

My main problem with it, the first time, was simply that I didn't understand its going-backwards structure, which seemed much easier to follow now. Once that is out of the way, the characters, their relationships and stories take central stage, and a certain sweet sadness takes over as it approaches its emotional gut-punch of an ending. Are Joel and Celementine wrong for each other? Are they doomed to make the same mistakes over and over, like Mary and Dr. Howard? Is their happiness together a ephemeral sunshine only possible when the slate is clean, when the mind is spotless?

We don't know, and neither do them, but by the end of their backwards journey down memory lane, they've decided to try again, and again, because there's nothing they can think of they don't like about each other, nothing they'll get bored of. And as I fought the tears after listening to both say hurtful things of one another, knowing that's where they could be headed to again, I thought that hope was beautiful.


And so here it ends! With a film that's smart, complicated, sad, hurtful, weird and crazy, like the best of Kaufman's are. I think, within his journey as a writer-director, I'm Thinking of Ending Things was a step in the right direction, maybe not his strongest in terms of threading that craziness together with emotion, but his most confident directorial effort so far.

As of today, Kaufman seems to be thriving again (or getting back into employment, which he has struggled with for many years, as his once-promising unmade projects can attest). He is working on two new scripts: an adaptation of The Memory Police, a 1994 novel by Yoko Ogawa, which I'll be reading shortly after I finish Dune (sigh) and I'm Thinking of Ending Things, and an HBO miniseries based on IQ 83, an Arthur Herzog 1978 novel about a virus that causes stupidity (so, like Coronavirus).

Both sound interesting and continue to explore his mind-obsessed niche, and I can't wait to see what he does with them now that Netflix's bottomless pockets seem to have taken an interest with him and the world is re-awakening to his particular brand of excellence. Maybe we'll be getting a Kaufman musical one day, who knows, but I'm sure it will be totally unique and completely-not-ever-been-done-before.