Abbey Road studios: a logical idea for a TV show

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By Ray Bennett

LONDON (Hollywood Reporter) – Setting a television music series in the most famous recording studio in the world is such a logical idea that it’s a wonder no one’s done it before. But better late than never.

“Live From Abbey Road”, a 12-part series of hourlong sessions each featuring three major acts, airs here on Channel 4 and More 4 and is headed for the Sundance Channel in June. (It debuted in Britain in January.)

The show is independently produced under license from the studio’s owner, EMI, by Londoner Peter Van Hooke, a longtime drummer with Van Morrison’s band and an accomplished record producer, and London-based Texan Michael Gleason, a former director of MGM Studios who runs Farm Street Music.

Van Hooke says TV producers have never understood the culture of music and that the long list of poor music shows led artists to be leery of this one: “All the acts, when they came in, were in damage-control mode. The mind-set was, ‘This is a TV music show, so therefore the sound is going to be rubbish, the visuals are going to be rubbish, and they don’t understand our culture.’ The first part of every day has been to get them to understand that this is a very familiar environment and they’re dealing with musicians who understand their credo.”

The concept of the show is that each episode features an iconic act, an established singer-songwriter and a breakthrough act. They are seen in the studio as if they are making a record, and the cameras catch conversations in the setup and between takes. Paul Simon, Dr. John, David Gilmour (pictured), Corinne Bailey Rae, Damien Rice, the Kooks, Razorlight, Snow Patrol and Kasabian are among the acts who have signed up.

Van Hooke says, “I feel we have something completely different. I’ve actually thought about why it works in so many ways, and it is very simple. It’s because we have no studio audience, so it’s very, very personal and intimate. Records are not made with audiences.”

Director Annabel Jankel (“Max Headroom”) uses an average of five high-definition cameras to capture the action, and she says, “Once the artists are in Abbey Road, Studio One or Studio Two where we’re shooting, it’s treated as an environment that is being recorded, off-camera, supposedly behind the scenes, down time, interviews, interaction between band members, responses after various takes, the good stuff, the bad stuff and all the stuff in between.”

Van Hooke says record labels have supported the project and he’s delighted with the response from major artists. The only big name who turned him down? His old boss, Van Morrison.

This story appeared in The Hollywood Reporter and Reuters

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French cinema rendezvous with Piaf, Binoche

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By Ray Bennett

“La Vie En Rose”, Olivier Dahan’s biography of Edith Piaf – well received at the Berlin International Film Festival – kicks off “A Rendezvous with French Cinema” at London’s Curzon Mayfair this month.

The showcase of Gallic movies runs March 29-April 1 and features several titles due for release in the U.K. in the coming months including Santiago Amigorena’s atmospheric post-Cold War thriller “A Few Days in September”.

The Hollywood Reporter’s chief film critic Kirk Honeycutt reviewed “La Vie En Rose” out of Berlin and admired Marion Cotillard’s title performance very much. Here’s an excerpt:

“Thanks to an extraordinarily brave performance by Marion Cotillard (above), whose every gesture and singing performance channels not only Piaf but perhaps a bit of Judy Garland, the film should have wide adult appeal.

“Critics will be divided about the filmmaking, especially its more self-conscious aspects, but Cotillard’s performance and the film’s fervent, romantic belief that misery can be turned into art will connect with many age groups, especially among women.”

I reviewed “A Few Days in September”, a thriller starring Juliette Binoche as one tough cookie, for The Hollywood Reporter at the Venice International Film Festival last fall. See here.

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Road less travelled for Kate Dickie

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By Ray Bennett

No argument with Helen Mirren’s Oscar win for “The Queen”: she’s brilliant and deserves every accolade that comes her way. But the best performance by an actress in a British film last year was not by England’s top dame but by Glaswegian newcomer Dickie in Andrea Arnold’s Cannes jury prizewinner “Red Road,” which has just been released in the U.K. by Verve.

With Oscar winner Juliette Binoche and this year’s Oscar favourite Helen Mirren among the competition, Kate Dickie was content just to be nominated as best actress at the 2006 British Independent Film Awards. Then they called her name.

She said later, “I didn’t say anything. I kept looking at the people at the table to make sure I’d heard right. Then I thought I’d better get up and I laughed all the way to the podium. It was hysterical just to be there, never mind winning.”

The slim, intense Scottish actress had tasted acclaim at the Cannes International Film Festival when her first feature, “Red Road,” a complex thriller directed by Andrea Arnold, won the Jury Prize. It was named best film at the BAFTA Scotland Awards as Dickie and co-star Tony Curran copped the acting prizes and Arnold won for directing and screenwriting.

 

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THEATRE REVIEW: Daniel Radcliffe in ‘Equus’

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By Ray Bennett

LONDON – A nod is as good as a wink to a blind horse, so they say, and since there are six sightless steeds in the West End revival of Peter Shaffer’s overwrought 1973 drama “Equus”, you can just imagine how much winking and nodding goes on.

There’s some nudge-nudge, wink-wink too as Daniel Radcliffe, Harry Potter himself, prances about onstage in his birthday suit quite a bit.

The play is an anguished affair about a troubled boy who maims six horses by stabbing them in the eyes with a hoof pick and the psychiatrist who comes to see the boy’s actions as a ritualistic act of worship. Twaddle, clearly, but with Radcliffe butt-naked, “The History Boys” star Richard Griffiths employing his noble sadness as the shrink, and some very dynamic staging, the production will no doubt be a hit.

Thea Sharrock’s precise direction, John Napier’s vivid set design, David Hersey’s dramatic lighting, and Gregory Clarke’s incisive sound design make the best of Shaffer’s symbolism with the animals depicted by six very tall men on high-stepping wire shoes and metallic horse-head masks. It is a triumph of style over substance.

The play feels terribly dated. Perhaps in the early 1970s it was shocking to be told that passion, however misguided, must be swamped by conformity. Maybe the thought of a young man being so nasty to animals was horrifying then while now we know about teenaged suicide bombers and child soldiers toting machetes and AK47s in Africa.

In order to make his case for the young man’s idealistic innocence, Shaffer turns the psychiatrist into a self-hating figure who has set aside his love of Greek myths and gods, history and travel, in order to sustain an empty marriage.

When the young Alan Strang (Radcliffe) is sent to his mental health clinic by a sympathetic magistrate (Jenny Agutter), the analyst uses every trick of his trade to draw out the boy’s secrets. At first inarticulate, Alan gradually tells of his emotional alienation from strict parents and the lasting impression of a childhood incident when a rider swept him up onto a horse’s neck and they galloped by the sea.

The boy’s parents are stereotypes, however. The father (Jonathan Cullen) is a dour English socialist with a secret taste for pornography. The mother (Gabrielle Reidy) is a wizened Scottish Christian who hasn’t really been happy with her son since Satan took him over as a lad.

As Dysart draws the truth from the boy, the events of the fateful night are enacted with Alan seduced by the pretty stable girl (Joanna Christie). The actress is also nude in the scene but her nubile charms are not enough to distract young Potter, sorry, Radcliffe, from his equine passions.

All the actors do what is required of them and Radcliffe looks confident on stage even in the buff while Griffiths does his best to make sense of the nonsense he’s called upon to utter. At one point, the psychiatrist and student of the gods tries to speak for the iconic Equus, to get into the mind of the horse itself, and concludes that his ramblings are meaningless but unsettling. Much like the play, which given all the trappings is unsettling but meaningless.

Gielgud Theatre, London (Feb. 27, 2007, runs through June 7); Cast: Martin Dysart: Richard Griffiths; Alan Strang: Daniel Radcliffe; Frank Strang: Jonathan Cullen; Dora Strang: Gabrielle Reidy; Hester Saloman: Jenny Agutter; Jill Mason: Joanna Christie; Harry Dalton: Colin Haigh; Young horseman & Nugget: Will Kemp; Nurse: Karen Meagher; Playwright: Peter Shaffer; Director: Thea Sharrock; Designer: John Napier; Lighting: David Hersey; Movement: Fin Walker; Sound: Gregory Clarke. Horses: Joel Corpuz, Jami Reid-Quarrell, Greig Cooke, Temujin Gill, Jonathan Readwin; Presented by David Pugh and Dafydd Rogers.

This review appeared in The Hollywood Reporter

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Whistle stop at the Palace of Westminster

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By Ray Bennett

I can’t recall the last time someone holding a semi-automatic rifle smiled at me and said, “How’s it going?” It happened this morning at the Palace of Westminster, where I was covering my first parliamentary committee hearing for some time.

It was a reminder of how calmly efficient the security forces are at the House of Commons. Polite too, allowing me my Swiss army pocketknife but confiscating an Acme Thunderer whistle from my bag.

Acme ThundererCarving initials in one of the old wooden benches is evidently no crime, but a blast from a ref’s whistle while a member of parliament is pontificating probably means a march to the Tower.

U.K. indie producers trade body PACT was at the culture ministry select committee hearing to talk about public service broadcasting, especially children’s programming.

Among other things, PACT revealed results of a YouGov poll that said parents in Great Britain place a high value on originally produced children’s programming and like to watch their favorite children’s programs with their own children.

Other key findings of the survey include the following:
66% of parents believe original children’s programming provides families with shared cultural experiences;
70% believe original U.K. children’s programs contribute to the UK’s cultural identity;
73% agree that original U.K. produced children’s programs encourage children to read and play imaginatively;
73% agreed that original U.K. children’s programming is even more important in the age of multi-channel television;
Just 21% agree that programs from countries like Japan and the U.S. are just as high quality and family friendly as children’s programs produced in the U.K.

PACT wants the government to set up a £23 million production fund for children’s programming. There’s more on the PACT Web site.

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One winner among the Oscar awards montages

By Ray Bennett

No surprise that the best film montage in last night’s Oscar show was Giuseppe Tornatore’s impressionistic assembly of clips from the Academy’s best foreign-language film winners.

Cinema Paradiso x325The director of “Cinema Paradiso” (pictured) put together a rapid-fire sequence of evocative scenes that conveyed the artistry and craftsmanship of international filmmakers and developed coherent and insightful themes. Being used to subtitles, the Italian director also made sure the clips were identified.

Directors Nancy Meyers (“The Holiday”) and Michael Mann (“Miami Vice”) didn’t bother with such detail and their montages suffered for it. Meyers put together a jaunty look at writers portrayed in movies and while the clips mostly featured typewriters and frustration, it was harmless fun.

Mann’s look at America through its movies was a shotgun affair with nods to many things from immigrants to gangsters to racism to big business, but it ended strangely with lingering scenes of U.S. sacrifices in war followed by James Brown singing “I Feel Good.”

robert-altman x325Documentary filmmaker Errol Morris (“The Fog of War”) showed off his commercial skills in the slick opening montage featuring many of the evening’s nominees. Perhaps because he had to rush to make the show’s deadline, Morris failed to identify many of the unfamiliar faces and so it ended up much like a Benetton advertisement.

The montage accompanying the tribute to composer Ennio Morricone was a dull collection of snippets of scenes from various films he’s scored with a few bars from his scores. It was not enough to convey the immense sweep and delicate subtlety Morricone brings to his music (e.g. “The Legend of 1900”).

Jodie Foster introduced with considerable grace the annual salute to filmmakers who died in the past year. Such as Glenn Ford, Darren McGavin, Maureen Stapleton, Peter Boyle, Sidney Sheldon, Jack Palance, and Jack Warden left a trove of memories.

Full marks to whoever assembled the salute for having the wit to end on a shot of the late American master Robert Altman (above) viewing the proceedings with an expression typically wry and skeptical.

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Candid Clint Eastwood on being a conservative

Clint Eastwood x325Venerable British film critic Philip French has a fine interview with Clint Eastwood in today’s The Observer.

With the two-time Oscar winning director once more in the Academy Awards spotlight, he speaks about filmmaking, great directors and being a conservative.

He says: “I’m not really conservative. I’m conservative on certain things. I believe in less government. I believe in fiscal responsibility and all those things that maybe Republicans used to believe in but don’t any more. Consequently, I think the difference in my country, the difference in the parties, is there’s no difference. There are just a lot of people trying to keep their jobs. I’m cynical in that aspect.”

It’s on the Guardian Unlimited Web site.

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BERLIN FILM REVIEW: ‘I Served the King of England’

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By Ray Bennett

BERLIN – Forty years after their “Closely Watched Trains” won the Oscar for best foreign-language film, director Jiri Menzel has adapted another novel by the late Bohumil Hrabal, and history could well repeat itself when Academy members get to see “I Served the King of England,” which screened here in competition.

The new picture has a similar sensibility. It’s a picaresque tale of an ambitious but naive Czechoslovakian waiter whose gumption, opportunism and blinkered awareness of events see him thrive amid political and social upheaval. It is a saga told sumptuously of childlike wonder in the face of darkest corruption and war, mixing high comedy, surreal sequences and genuine drama viewed from a wise, jaundiced perspective.

Given time to finds its audience, which is anyone who likes the Coen brothers, “Served” could do well across all territories as its visual humor and topical significance give it mainstream grown-up appeal.

The film begins with a grizzled, aging Jan Dite (Oldrich Kaiser) being released after 15 years in a Czech prison and assigned to a job as a roadman near the German border. He’s given a wrecked building to live in, and as he works cheerfully to rebuild it, flashbacks tell how the fates have conspired to bring him to this pretty pass.

As a young man, Jan (Ivan Barnev) is short, observant and quick-witted, selling frankfurters to passengers on briefly stopped trains. In the first comic sequence — which is shot like a silent film and will be echoed throughout “Serve” — he hangs on to a large amount of change until the train pulls out, taking the buyer with it. His innate innocence surfaces too late, and he chases the train with arm outstretched to return the cash, but to no avail.

The film switches back and forth from Jan’s adventures as a young man to his later life, where his remote existence is brightened by the appearance of a lethargic but attractive young woman, Marcela (Zuzana Fialova), accompanied by a professor (Milan Lasica) seeking wood to make violins and cellos.

Young Jan makes his way from one waiting job to a better one, and these hotel and restaurant scenes are wonderfully contrived with visual comedy matched by undercurrents of shrewd political comment. In one of the cleverest, the film’s title is explained. Hrabal and Menzel employ satire with the sharpest scalpel exercised within comic episodes of high wit and slapstick.

Jan’s young life is full of delectably willing young women, though they are usually at the beck and call of salacious capitalists. When he falls in love, it’s with a young German woman, Liza (Julia Jentsch), who believes in all things Aryan and supports the Nazi invasion.

The story then follows their passage through World War II and later the Soviet communist occupation and how Jan gets everything he wishes for and then loses it all. Barnev is sublime as the young man, gifted with the physical grace of great comedians and with expressive features that encourage sympathy despite some of the unsympathetic things he does. Kaiser is equally good as the wiser, sadder older man.

The acting throughout is of the highest order, and other standout credits include the colorful production design by Milan Bycek and Ales Brezina’s jaunty piano score.

Cast: Ivan Barnev, Oldrich Kaiser, Julia Jentsch, Martin Huba, Marian Labuda, Milan Lasica, Josef Abrham, Jiri Labus; Director-screenwriter: Jiri Menzel; Based on the novel by: Bohumil Hrabal; Producers: Robert Schaffer, Andrea Metcalfe; Director of photgraphy: Jaromir Sofr; Editor: Jiri Brozek; Production designer: Milan Bycek; Music: Ales Brezina; Costume designer: Milan Corba.

This review appeared in The Hollywood Reporter and Reuters

 

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BERLIN FILM REVIEW: Yu Li’s ‘Lost in Beijing’

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By Ray Bennett

BERLIN – “Lost in Beijing” might have the Chinese censors trying to wield their scissors, but Yu Li’s muddled sex drama is unlikely to cause an uproar, or make much of a stir, anywhere else.

Film Distribution, which is handling world sales, apparently screened the same uncut version to critics Friday as had been shown to buyers at the Berlin Market earlier in the week. The film, which is In Competition here, deals with the rape of a young woman by her boss, her subsequent pregnancy and a tussle over who ends up with the baby.

It’s easy to imagine a repressive society not wanting to flaunt such matters, including a planned abortion, but filmgoers elsewhere will have seen much worse. Curiosity based on the censorship controversy might boost interest in the film, but otherwise it will linger mostly at festivals and art houses.

If “Beijing” shows a modern slice of Chinese life, then it’s dismaying to see that things never change. Liu Pingguo (Bingbing Fan, pictured) is a young foot masseuse with a good job and a husband, An Kun (Dawei Tong), who works as a window cleaner on high-rise buildings.

At an office party, she gets drunk, and her even drunker boss, Lin Dong (Tony Leung), makes a heavy pass that leads to rape. The young woman’s husband sees it happen from his window-cleaning platform outside.

Furious, the husband attacks the boss but ends up taking out his anger on his wife. When Liu finds she is pregnant, she immediately opts for an abortion, but An decides it would be a better idea to claim that the rapist fathered the child and they should blackmail him.

This dramatic leap doesn’t appear to shock anyone and nor does the boss’ reaction. Long married to the elegant, beautiful Wang Mei (Elaine Jin), Lin is desperate to be a father and so makes a deal with the young couple that he will pay a lot of money in order to keep the child.

The script by first-time director Yu Li and producer Li Fang introduces some degree of subtlety in the responses of the four principals, but the plot doesn’t really hold up. The young husband is the only one who knows that he is really the father of the child, but by the time he changes his mind and decides he is willing to spurn the money for the baby, things have gotten out of hand.

The cast does well, though the demands of sudden changes of emotion are a bit overwhelming. Jin creates a calm center with her poised performance as the childless and betrayed older woman.

Beijing itself is not made to look very attractive, but perhaps that’s the mood the young filmmaker wishes to establish — and perhaps that has not eased her run-in with the Chinese authorities.

  1. Venue: Berlin International Film Festival; Cast: Tony Leung, Bingbing Fan, Dawei Tong, Elaine Jin, Meihuizi Zeng; Director: Li Yu; Writers: Fang Li, Li Yu; Director of photography: Yu Wang; Production designer: Liu Weixin Liu; Music: Peyman Yazdanian; Editor: Jian Zeng; Producer: Li Fang; Production: Laurel Films; Not rated; running time, 112 minutes.lost in beijing

This review appeared in The Hollywood Reporter.

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FILM REVIEW: Simon Pegg in ‘Hot Fuzz’

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By Ray Bennett

LONDON – It’s fast and furious; it’s loud and there’s lots of gunplay but screenwriters Edgar Wright (who directs) and Simon Pegg (who stars) fail to deliver the comic goods or thrills in their cop show lark “Hot Fuzz” the way they did in the zombie spoof “Shaun of the Dead”.

Everyone can relate to a zombie picture, but “Hot Fuz” is “Point Break” meets “The Vicar of Dibley”. It’s most unlikely that outside the U.K. the twain’s devotees know one another. Non-Brit action fans won’t know or care about the village stereotypes and those who find the excitement of “Midsomer Murders” quite sufficient will be turned off. The film has done well at home so there could be a quick and possibly healthy box office return in its U.S. release based on the promise of “Shaun”. It’s more likely to enjoy a longer life on DVD.

A good lampoon requires affection as well as a sharp eye for mockery but it appears that Wright and Pegg love their shoot-’em-up flicks a touch too much. When Pegg, as an ace city cop assigned to a rural backwater, and Nick Frost, as a bumbling village constable, get their shotguns pumping and 9mms blazing, comedy goes out the window.

The film begins promisingly enough as all-action copper Sgt. Nicholas Angel (Pegg) solves crimes and catches villains across London. He’s so good that he makes the rest of the Metropolitan Police look bad. He has this explained to him drolly in quick succession by senior officers played by Martin Freeman, Steve Coogan and Bill Nighy. If the story had played out in the capital with those actors involved, things might have gone better.

But Wright and Pegg have smaller fish to fry. Angel is assigned to a quiet and sedate West Country spot that has been named village of the year for as long as anyone can remember. He soon meets the local uniforms: Jim Broadbent as a police inspector with Frost, Paddy Considine, Bill Bailey and Olivia Colman among his force. The initial encounters bode well although probably not for teenaged moviegoers eager for the guns to go off.

When that happens, the killings get truly gory as Angel uncovers a plot in which locals murder anyone who might prevent the village from winning its annual prize. The filmmakers evidently took great satisfaction in casting performers well known to British television viewers and theatergoers as village folk with a taste for high-powered weapons. It’s doubtful that audiences in the U.S. will recognize many beyond Stephen Merchant and Timothy Dalton.

All the action is staged with energy, but it gets relentless without anything really funny going on. Pegg shoots for laughs by playing it right down the middle like Dan Aykroyd doing “Dragnet”. Again, Pegg’s stupid fat sidekick, Frost, remains bereft of any observable talent for comedy. When the two start flying through the air with automatics kicking, you’d bet they would give anything to be in a Robert Rodriguez film and not in a comedy at all.

Released: UK Feb. 20 / US:April 20; Cast: Simon Pegg; Nick Frost; Bill Bailey; Tim Barlow; David Bradley; Jim Broadbent; Adam Buxton; Olivia Colman; Paddy Considine; Steve Coogan; Ron Cook; Timothy Dalton; Julia Deakin; Kevin Eldon; Patricia Franklin; Martin Freeman, Stephen Merchant; Director: Edgar Wright; Screenwriters: Simon Pegg, Edgar Wright; Director of photography: Jess Hall; Production designer: Marcus Rowland; Music: David Arnold; Costume designer: Annie Hardinge; Editor: Chris Dickens; Producers: Tim Bevan, Eric Fellner, Nira Park; Executive producer: Nathascha Wharton. UK rating: 15, running time 116 minutes.

This review appeared in The Hollywood Reporter and Reuters

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