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My Son, My Son, What Have Ye Done
By LESLIE FELPERIN

A David Lynch presentation of an Eric Bassett, Industrial Entertainment production, in association with Absurda, Paper Street Films. (International sales: Absurda, Copenhagen.) Produced by Eric Bassett. Executive producers, Bingo Gubelmann, Benji Kohn, Lynch, Stian Morck, Chris Papavasiliou, Jeff Rice, Ali Rounaghi, Austin Stark. Co-executive producers, Giulia Marletta, Ken Meyer. Co-producer, Rick Spalla. Directed by Werner Herzog. Screenplay, Herbert Golder, Herzog.

Det. Hank Havenhurst - Willem Dafoe
Brad McCullum - Michael Shannon
Ingrid - Chloe Sevigny
Det. Vargas - Michael Pena
Lee Meyers - Udo Kier
Uncle Ted - Brad Dourif
Mrs. McCullum - Grace Zabriskie
Mrs. Roberts - Irma P. Hall
Miss Roberts - Loretta Devine
Midget - Verne Troyer
 
Following so hot on the heels of "Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans" that the latter's shoe leather will be scuffed, Werner Herzog's "My Son, My Son, What Have Ye Done," unspooled in Venice as a surprise film, actually repped the lesser surprise, given "Lieutenant's" unexpectedly friendly Lido reception. Teeming with quirky references to Herzog's oeuvre, "My Son" will feel like familiar territory for the helmer's fans, but that doesn't make it a good film. Though fitfully fascinating, this account of a deranged matricide never gels and will struggle even harder than "Rescue Dawn" to find an aud.
Billed as "inspired by a true story," the plot recounts the lead-up to a crime both bizarre and banal, making for something of a shaggy-dog story whose bark is more interesting than its bite. Main action is interspersed with lots of wacky, hardly necessary but occasionally amusing digressions, such as an inexplicable visit to what looks like Inner Mongolia; a trip to the Peruvian wilds that visually evokes Herzog's Latin American-set classics "Aguirre, the Wrath of God" and "Fitzcarraldo"; and a visit to an ostrich farm run by a deranged character played by "The Wild Blue Yonder's" Brad Dourif. If "My Son" were an album, it would be a concert of Herzog singing a collection of his reworked B-sides, live and slightly off-key.
The story proper opens with San Diego homicide detective Hank Havenhurst (Willem Dafoe) arriving at a suburban manse to investigate the murder of Mrs. McCullum (Grace Zabriskie). The elderly matron was skewered with a sword by her own son, Brad (Michael Shannon), in the home of her neighbors (Irma P. Hall, Loretta Devine), witnesses to the event.
Havenhurst hasn't got far to go to look for Brad: He's holed up in his own house across the street with a shotgun and two hostages, whose identities are only revealed in the last reel.
Police surround the house to wait it out. Brad's g.f., Ingrid (Chloe Sevigny), arrives on the scene and tells Havenhurst about the slow unraveling of Brad's mind, beginning with a misbegotten trip to Peru, when he started hearing voices in his head. The testimony of legit helmer Lee Meyers (Udo Kier) further fills out the story, as he explains how Brad started overidentifying with his role as the mother-slaying Orestes in a stage production of "The Furies," while at home, he struggled to separate himself from his over-protective, emotionally smothering mom.
Even the laziest armchair critic couldn't fail to spot how Brad reps but the latest in a long line of Herzog protagonists a few sandwiches shy of a picnic, from nearly every character Klaus Kinski played for the helmer through the many eccentrics featured in his docus, right up to Timothy Treadwell in "Grizzly Man." However, despite the innate charisma Shannon, with his Andean-range-long stare, brings to the role, common-or-garden schizophrenic Brad McCullum simply isn't all that interesting. (Although one rather warms to him when he channels Herzog with an anti-hippie rant -- "Stop meditating! Come up with a coherent argument!" -- in the Peruvian interlude.)
Pic's other characters are not a particularly compelling bunch, which is even more disappointing given that they're played by some pretty big names. Dafoe, Sevigny and Kier seem to be competing to see who can give the most arch, knowingly flat perf, putting invisible air quotes around their renditions of "normal" suburbanites. David Lynch regular Zabriskie ("Inland Empire"), on the other hand, hams it up royally, particularly in a scene in which she smiles creepily at Brad and Ingrid for what seems like a full minute of screen time.
In fact, at times the pic feels like a joshing, good-natured parody of a Lynch movie, given the big deal made of coffee in one scene, the use of spooky underlighting and the comical, nonsensical appearance of a person of restricted growth (Verne Troyer). Of course, Herzog arguably got there first with the creepy little people in "Even Dwarfs Started Small." In any event, Lynch is definitely in on the joke; he exec produced the pic, which is billed as "a David Lynch presentation."
Sound and color correction were a little dodgy in digital projection, although Herzog's regular lenser, Peter Zeitlinger, turns in fluent camerawork as ever, having switched to a digital format after a long career in 35mm. Ernst Reijseger's woozy, dreamy music sounds as lovely here as the stuff did he for "The Wild Blue Yonder"; the score is often completely at odds with what's unfolding onscreen, but it's hardly the only thing here that's off-kilter.
Camera (color, widescreen, HD), Peter Zeitlinger; editors, Joe Bini, Omar Daher; music, Ernst Reijseger; production designers, Tyson Estes, Danny Caldwell; costume designer, Mikel Padilla; sound (Dolby Digital), Greg Agalsoff; supervising sound editor, Dean Hurley; assistant director, John T. Churchill; casting, Jenny Jue, Johanna Ray. Reviewed at Venice Film Festival (competing), Sept. 4, 2009. (Also in Telluride Film Festival; Toronto Film Festival -- Special Presentations.) Running time: 87 MIN.


Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans
By TODD MCCARTHY

A Millennium, Nu Image, First Look Studios presentation of an Edward R. Pressman production. (International sales: Millennium Films, Los Angeles.) Produced by Pressman, Randall Emmett, Alan Polsky, Gaby Polsky, Stephen Belafonte. Executive producers, Avi Lerner, Dany Dimbort, Trevor Short, Boaz Davidson, Elliot Rosenblatt. Directed by Werner Herzog. Screenplay, William Finkelstein.

Terence McDonaugh - Nicolas Cage
Frankie Donnenfield - Eva Mendes
Stevie Pruit - Val Kilmer
Big Fate - Alvin "Xzibit" Joiner
Heidi - Fairuza Balk
Armand Benoit - Shawn Hatosy
Genevieve - Jennifer Coolidge
Pat McDonagh - Tom Bower
Capt. James Brasser - Vondie Curtis Hall
Ned Schoenholtz - Brad Dourif
Binnie Rogers - Irma P. Hall
Daryl - Denzel Whitaker
Mundt - Michael Shannon
Justin - Shea Whigham
Midget - Lucius Baston
 
From the moment it was announced, there was something a tad loony about the idea of remaking -- or revisiting or reinventing or whatever they want to call it -- Abel Ferrara's 1992 "Bad Lieutenant," with Werner Herzog, no less, directing. Well, lo and behold, there's also something rather loony about the finished film itself. But there's also a sort of deadpan zaniness, stemming from a steadfast conviction in its own absurdity, that gives "Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans" a strange distinction all its own. Not at all an art film, the picture lacks sufficient action to sate the appetites of sensation seekers, but star Nicolas Cage's name means enough to offer some short-run B.O. traction and good home-viewing market returns.
Even though the original "Bad Lieutenant" was strictly cult fare, the title does carry a certain cultural resonance. The second American film to sport the NC-17 rating, Ferrara's film was ballsy, raw and drenched in Catholic guilt and renunciation motifs, as well as loads of explicit drug taking by a New York cop spiraling toward a personal hell.
Herzog isn't into much of the above; nor is he the sort of visual stylist keen to put his own imprint on the history of film noir or the detective genre. To the contrary, New Orleans is a bright, if blighted, city, and Herzog approaches it, as well as the depredations of the title character, with a straight face and unblinking lens, the better to catch a glimpse of the links connecting Katrina, the corruption of authority as seen through the outrageous behavior of the lieutenant, and the money, which lands mostly in the wrong places.
If one watched this movie without knowing the identity of the director, it would admittedly be difficult to give it much credit, since it is so indifferently made, erratically acted and dramatically diffuse. Not in 20 years or more has Herzog exercised the sort of formal control over his dramatic features that he has over his documentaries, and for a considerable stretch, it remains unclear how one is to assess the helmer's handling of vet TV crime writer William Finkelstein's pulpy scenario. The film is offbeat, silly, disarming and loopy all at the same time, and viewers will decide to ride with that or just give up on it, according to mood and disposition.
Already on Vicodin for back pain, Cage's Lt. Terence McDonaugh pursues the case of five Senegalese illegals rubbed out in an obvious drug-world hit. The search for their supplier takes place across some of the scuzziest stretches of the Big Easy, and all signs point to an elusive operator named Big Fate (Alvin "Xzibit" Joiner).
But all along, the mystery takes a backseat to the lieutenant's increasingly erratic behavior. Hunched over due to his back problems and customarily dressed in a slightly oversized suit with a large revolver stuck straight down the front of his pants, Terence resembles nobody so much as Nosferatu, the protagonist of one of Herzog's key films 30 years ago. At one moment, Terence is shaking down upscale clubgoers for their drugs and screwing their dates in front of them, then rushing to his unlikely prostie g.f., Frankie (Eva Mendes), for a coke antidote to the heroin he's accidentally snorted. He also, as in the original film, runs up a frightening debt with reckless sports betting.
Weird little interludes see Terence taking up again with a hot-to-trot former ladyfriend (a very good Fairuza Balk), assuming responsibility for a large dog and dumping him on Frankie, and participating in some bizarre shenanigans involving alligators and iguanas photographed in extreme, handheld closeup by Herzog himself.
Whatever else one might think of Ferrara's "Bad Lieutenant," it was a story about wrenching guilt driven by personal demons, and Harvey Keitel fearlessly threw himself into the title role. The new film, which was backed by the same producer, Edward R. Pressman, betrays nothing close to such levels of deep commitment by either Herzog or Cage, who mostly bide their time with riffs on the narrative until close to the end. Once Terence hits bottom -- he's totally drugged out, put on suspension at work, owes a ton to his bookie, threatened by thugs and faced with losing his girlfriend -- the film gets giddy and ends up being, of all things, a fairy tale with a wrap-up no one would expect.
If Cage was looking for a vehicle in which his hyper-emoting would be dramatically justifiable, he found one here. Sometimes he's so over the top it's funny, which one can hope was intentional. Unfortunately, there's no rapport between him and Mendes, and their physical encounters seem so tentative as to resemble rehearsals. Val Kilmer is completely wasted as a fellow cop -- it's too bad Herzog didn't bother exploring the actor's capacity for comedy -- but Joiner exhales charisma as the rising drug lord Terence might consider joining rather than beating.
An unglamorized, sun-baked New Orleans is vividly presented for what it is, warts and all, but still exudes its particular flavor. Production values are average.
Camera (FotoKem color), Peter Zeitlinger; editor, Joe Bini; music, Mark Isham; production designer, Tony Corbett; set designer, Christina E. Kim; set decorator, Leonard Spears; costume designer, Jill Newell; sound (Dolby Digital/SDDS/DTS), Jay Meagher; supervising sound designer, Michael Baird; stunt coordinator, Russell Towery; assistant director, Michael Zimbrich; casting, Johanna Ray. Reviewed at First Look screening room, Los Angeles, Aug. 28, 2009. (In Venice Film Festival -- competing; Telluride Film Festival; Toronto Film Festival -- Special Presentations.) Running time: 122 MIN.

Od ovog nesumnjivog suvog genija gledao sam veoma mali broj filmova - Nosferatua, Heart of Glass i Vojcika (kako god da se piše). Ali radim na popravljanju svog znanja. Moram prvo da osposobim Patuljke, Strošeka i Kaspara Hauzera koje već imam (samo nešto zvuk pravi probleme), a ondak da skinem Aguirre i Fata Morganu. Šta je još za preporuku?

Quote from: Harvester on 07-09-2009, 18:02:43Šta je još za preporuku?

Aguirre, Wrath of God
Fitzcarraldo
The Enigma of Kaspar Hauser
Even Dwarfs Started Small
Stroszek
Where the Green Ants Dream
Cerro Torre Scream of Stone
itd.

od dokumentaraca:

Grizzly Man
Encounters at the End of the World
The White Diamond
My Best Fiend
Lessons of Darkness
Dark Glow of the Mountains
Fata Morgana
itd.

Zaboravio sam da sam gledao i dokumentarac o onom stolaru-ski skakaču Štajneru. To je bilo pravo dobro, takođe.

Quint packs up his lucky crackpipe and gets high with BAD LIEUTENANT: PORT OF CALL NEW ORLEANS at Telluride!!!

http://www.aintitcool.com/node/42262

hm, ne bih ja baš išao okolo i preporučivao Where the Green Ants Dream &
Cerro Torre Scream of Stone - to je više za kompletiste.

heart of glass obavezno, od nenavedenih gore, i cobra verde.

heart of glass je gledao. bar tako kaže. 

Quote from: acaciA on 07-09-2009, 18:32:32
heart of glass je gledao. bar tako kaže. 

pardon, ne udubljujem se u harvove postove tako duboko kao ti.
enivej, od još jednog gledanja neće ništa da mu fali.

nije potrebno udubljivanje.
samo pročitaš post od početka do kraja.
i to je sve.

pazi, govorimo o HARVOVIM postovima.
šta tu ima da bi se čitalo od početka do kraja?

you, of all people (& women), should understand!

Pa crni nesrećniče, dakle ti moje postove i ne gledaš, već ih samo preskroluješ!   

ma, skoro me je neki njegov post potpuno raznežio,
i od tada se trudim (iz petnih žila) da ne preskačem njegove postove. 

dakle, njegov Bad Lieutenant je analogan njegovom rimejku Nosferatua - nekakav posprdni kretenizam koji je samo njemu smeshan.

mnogo vishe se radujem filmu My Son My Son What Have You Done, i uopshte tim delima gde ne pokushava da na (otvoreni) nachin bude smeshan.

odlican je herzog!!!
gledao sam:
the white diamond
grizzly man
Aguirre, The Wrath Of God
Encounters at the End of the World
Nosferatu, Phantom der Nacht
Fitzcarraldo
Heart of Glass
The Enigma Of Kaspar Hauser

ova dva planiram da overim uskoro.
Ten Minutes Older - The Trumpet
Rescue Dawn
je li neko gledao ova dva filma?

Quote from: Le Samourai on 08-09-2009, 02:09:30
dakle, njegov Bad Lieutenant je analogan njegovom rimejku Nosferatua - nekakav posprdni kretenizam koji je samo njemu smeshan.

mnogo vishe se radujem filmu My Son My Son What Have You Done, i uopshte tim delima gde ne pokushava da na (otvoreni) nachin bude smeshan.

Učinilo mi se da si Nosferatua nazvao "posprdnim kretenizmom"?

Quote from: Harvester on 08-09-2009, 03:09:40Učinilo mi se da si Nosferatua nazvao "posprdnim kretenizmom"?

Apsolutno i bez sumnje. Zapravo, ne mogu da se setim nijednog drugog Hercogovog filma koji ne smatram makar dobrim - osim Nosferatua.

Nosferatu Hercogov je skoro remek delo.

Ja ću otići toliko daleko da kažem da je čisto remek-delo. Suvi genije. Što ne isključuje natuknicu da je ovaj film posprdan, naročito ako se poredi sa Murnauom... Ali to i jeste deo njegove genijalnosti.

Quote from: acaciA on 08-09-2009, 02:03:41
ma, skoro me je neki njegov post potpuno raznežio

Koji?

Quote from: besnilo on 08-09-2009, 03:03:25


ova dva planiram da overim uskoro.
Ten Minutes Older - The Trumpet
Rescue Dawn
je li neko gledao ova dva filma?

Pre nego overis Rescue Dawn, obavezno pogledaj Little Dieter Needs to Fly.

Quote from: Meho Krljic on 08-09-2009, 10:52:23Što ne isključuje natuknicu da je ovaj film posprdan

upravo, srzh mog komentara i jeste bila da je on po svom stilu "posprdni kretenizam," kao i da mislim da su dela tog opredeljenja slabija u Hercogovoj filmografiji od onih malo odmerenije posprdnih.

I ja sam od onih koji Herzogovog Nosferatua ubrajaju u remek-dela...

ja reko šta sam imao (ukratko) o hercogu - ovde:
http://ljudska_splacina.com/2009/09/werner-herzog.html

Quotekinski ulazi u srce tame, ali bez kurca

Quote from: besnilo on 08-09-2009, 03:03:25
odlican je herzog!!!
gledao sam:
the white diamond
grizzly man
Aguirre, The Wrath Of God
Encounters at the End of the World
Nosferatu, Phantom der Nacht
Fitzcarraldo
Heart of Glass
The Enigma Of Kaspar Hauser

ova dva planiram da overim uskoro.
Ten Minutes Older - The Trumpet
Rescue Dawn
je li neko gledao ova dva filma?

Rescue Dawn je mejnstrim američki film, nažalost. (osećam se čudno kad ovo kažem sa negativnim prizvukom) Ali dobar. Ne previše, ništa izuzetno, ali sasvim preporučljivo za jedno gledanje.

Pažljiviji posmatrač može i u ovakvom, poprilično konfekcijskom filmu, da prepozna tragove Hercogovog autorskog ruopisa koga se nije sasvim odrekao.

Ten Minutes Older - The Trumpet je sjajan omnibus, jedna priča je Hercogova, dokumentarna, ali veoma dobra kao i sve.

Samo neki nečovjek može Srcu od stakla da da tri minus 

Quote from: Harvester on 08-09-2009, 17:48:22Samo neki nečovjek može Srcu od stakla da da tri minus

Nečovek ili Ghoul... Šta tek reći na dvojku za Cerro Torre; to istina nije jedan od najboljih Herzogovih filmova, ali je sasvim solidan, a onaj planinarski duel na samom kraju je nešto što niko drugi osim Herzoga ne bi mogao da snimi (doduše, ja inače volim filmove o planinarenju, pa sam malko subjektivan).

zelene mrave i cerro torre sam gledo davno: smeši im se repriza, ali VRLO retko ja na reprizi menjam inicijalnu impresiju...

Ja priznajem da nisam poznavaoc njegovog opusa - Kaspara sam gledao kao mali (tad je ostavio veliki utisak, pa  je verovatno odličan), a i Fickaralda jako davno.

Krik kamena, 90-ih na rentiranom originalnom VHS-u i to je vredno ostvarenje, minimum 3+

!

Herzoga baš volim, i možda upravo zato malecna kritika (ionako je dovoljno nahvaljen). ovo sam jenomad rekao (možda vas ponuka da promotrite Herzoga i u tom pravcu):

... znaš, super mi je Herzog, filmovi su mu genijalni, ali bez obzira na to, vidim mu temeljnu fantazmu - njegovo inzistiranje na 'egzotičnim, tamo-drugdje-svjetovima' je mlaka iluzija: prešao je sve kontinente, snimao Zelene mrave sa Aboriđinima, Aguirrea i Fitzcarralda sa Indiosima, Zelenu kobru u crnoj Africi, Zoru u džunglama Azije, pa i susrete na kraju svijeta u vječnom snijegu i ledu, a svejedno nije našao 'ono što je tražio' - život nije 'tamo' nego i 'tu' (zapravo više tu nego tamo)...

Copernicus Is Arrested By BAD LIEUTENANT: PORT OF CALL NEW ORLEANS!!

http://www.aintitcool.com/node/42501

There's film school. And then there's film school the Werner Herzog way.

In typical take-no-prisoners style, Herzog plans to teach guerrilla filmmaking, at a cost of $1,450 for a weekend, Jan. 8-10 in Los Angeles. And he's quick to caution the faint of heart to stay away from what he's dubbed the Rogue Film School.

"Censorship will be enforced," he says. "There will be no talk of shamans, of yoga classes, nutritional values, herbal teas, discovering your Boundaries, and Inner Growth."

Herzog -- whose credits include pics ranging from "Aguirre, Wrath of God" to "Grizzly Man" and the "Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans" -- warned applicants not to bring their laptops. Instead, he promises to offer insight into such areas as "the exhilaration of being shot at unsuccessfully" and "the neutralization of bureaucracy."

"The Rogue Film School is not for the faint-hearted; it is for those who have traveled on foot, who have worked as bouncers in sex clubs or as wardens in a lunatic asylum, for those who are willing to learn about lock-picking or forging shooting permits in countries not favoring their projects," he says. "In short: it is for those who have a sense for poetry. For those who are pilgrims. For those who can tell a story to 4-year-old children and hold their attention. For those who have a fire burning within. For those who have a dream."

In addition to those passionate insights, participants will receive a signed copy of Herzog's "Conquest of the Useless."

Ovaj Bad Lieutenant zvuchi sve bolje i bolje...

The 11 Commandments of Werner Herzog's Anti-Film School

http://www.movieline.com/2009/09/the-11-commandments-of-werner-herzogs-anti-film-school.php

meni ovo zvuči kao prodavanje magle.
ako već nemaš tu varnicu i ludilo u sebi, niko ti ih ne može alhemijski proizvesti, pa ni hercog.
a ako je ta varnica uspavana, ako tinja u nekom pepelu unutra, dovoljan podsticaj su njegovi filmovi, ne trebaju ti 'kursevi', sem ako nemaš višak para i ne želiš da ih pokloniš svom omiljenom režiseru, a da kao bonus dobiješ priliku da malo ćaskaš s njim, i još da mu pokazuješ svoja sočinjenija a on ih komentariše...

jedino što škola MOŽE da nauči upravo su tehnikalije za koje hercog preporučuje da đeca idu drugde, tj u klasične filmske škole.

Contest! Design a poster for Nic Cage's BAD LIEUTENANT and win some shit so cool it'll make you see iguanas!

http://www.aintitcool.com/node/42830

Evo ih rezultati konkursa, ima tu nekih jako lepih rešenja:

http://www.aintitcool.com/node/43157

A evo ga i intervju sa Herzogom:

Quint briefly chats Bad Lieutenants, New Orleans and iguanas with the legendary Werner Herzog!

http://www.aintitcool.com/node/43167

miloše, kolko te plaća entitkul njuz da šalješ okolo njine linkove?
jel se ti to kandiduješ za vernovu desnu (ili levu) ruku?

Quote from: Ghoul on 23-11-2009, 15:24:10jel se ti to kandiduješ za vernovu desnu (ili levu) ruku?

Kad već pominješ Verna: http://www.znaksagite.com/diskusije/index.php?topic=6012.0

Vernov rivju Zlog poručnika iz Nju Orleansa:

http://outlawvern.com/2009/11/30/the-bad-lieutenant-port-of-call-new-orleans/#more-6279

DVDrip!

The.Bad.Lieutenant.Port.of.Call.New.Orleans.LIMITED.DVDRip.XviD-NeDiVx

I also think it's interesting to note that the title screen calls it THE BAD LIEUTENANT. There's a THE in it. I think we finally found the missing THE from THE FAST AND THE FURIOUS. Part 4 of that series was just FAST AND FURIOUS, because the first THE went to THE FINAL DESTINATION and the second one to THE BAD LIEUTENANT.

Kakav materpis sunashce li ti jbm, ovo uzima Oskara, barem jednog 

a ovo ce tek da bude hit, igra Chloe Sevigny 

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1233219/

Quote from: Son of Man on 01-12-2009, 14:15:28
Kakav materpis sunashce li ti jbm, ovo uzima Oskara, barem jednog 

sine, si ga odgledo?

ja cu nocaske, kad mesec izgreje...

gledo danas, ima delova tacno vidis da je to Herzogov film, nije normalan 

prema prvih pola sata, reko bih da će mi ovo definitivno biti u top-10 za 2009!

iz-van-red-na parodija na policijske filmove, na bad-cop filmove, na njihovu ideologiju - a bez ferarinog katoličkog isprđivanja; + iz-van-red-no upotrebljen nik kejdž, koji se ovom ulogom svrstava u najveće žive (nenamerne? nesvesne?) komičare!

slatko sam se nasmejao i zabavio.
***(*)
4-

taj rad, nenameran komicar, onako pogrbljen