Green Lens Media

Tag: Leonardo DiCaprio

  • The Oscars – An Exercise in Predictability

    ellenoscarsgroupselfieAs I’m sure you’re aware, last night was another extravagant Oscar night in that little city known as L.A. Celebrities walked the red carpet. Entertainment reporters provided riveting commentary on dresses, dresses and more dresses. Jennifer Lawrence once again proved that she’s high in the running for “Most Down to Earth A-Lister”. All of it: standard, predictable Academy Awards fare. And if you followed along with Oscar predictions in the slightest over the last few weeks—the predictability did not end there.

    Nearly every major award went exactly to whom most of the world predicted. Matthew McConaughey and Jared Leto both won for their work on Dallas Buyer’s Club, of course. Cate Blanchett took it home for Blue Jasmine, of course. Lupita Nyong’o did the same for 12 Years a Slave, which as anticipated ended up snagging the big prize —Best Picture—as well as Best Adapted Screenplay for John Ridley.

    Though it didn’t take the coveted Best Picture prize, the night’s big winner was the sci-fi thrill-ride Gravity, which accumulated 7 statues when it was all said and done, including Best Director for Alfonso Cuarón. Yet, even that was no big surprise—indeed, most prediction lists had Cuarón as front runner. By the time midnight rolled around and the show had reached its finale, there was not a gasp to be heard. No outrage over the best picture winner. No crying that a director got robbed. There was just… nothing. The Oscars came, they went, and that was that.

    To be clear, I’m not demanding that the Oscars suddenly start being scandalous for the sake of scandal. I certainly wouldn’t want it to become an LA-themed episode of “The Jersey Shore”. But most years there is at least something to keep tensions high. Something to keep anticipation flowing. People at the edge of their seats. This year, it was all by the numbers.

    And though I think all of the winners deserve their prizes, it’s a shame that such an extraordinary year in movies had such a dull ceremony to celebrate it.

    Unlike some previous Oscar nights, the blame does not lie in the hands of the host. From her opening monologue right up till the end, Ellen was easily a highlight of the show. Her lively, wit-drenched attitude helped keep the audience entertained while we went from one needless, overdrawn musical performance to another. Seriously. This was ridiculous. I didn’t watch the Grammy’s, but after last night, I might as well have.

    There were a grand total of six musical performances last night. Six! For a ceremony that’s supposed to be about movies, that’s about five too many. Even the beautiful memorial for Hollywood’s deceased (which I was very happy to see included Roger Ebert) was tagged on by a totally unnecessary 4 minutes of Bette Midler singing “Wind Beneath My Wings”.

    Stuff like this really made the show drag on way past its welcome—much more than usual, anyway. I ask you: Do we really need to see U2 perform at the Oscars?

    This apparent need to draw things out was a running theme throughout the ceremony, with even some of the night’s best moments—such as Ellen buying pizza for the guests—staying just a little bit longer than they should have.

    As much as I might sound like a grumpy old man, it wasn’t all bad. No, there were definitely moments that reminded me of why watching the Oscars has been a part of my life since I can recall.

    There were some beautiful acceptance speeches, especially by Cate Blanchett and Jared Leto. Though my personal favorite was the wife/husband duo of Kristen Anderson-Lopez and Robert Lopez accepting their award for Best Original Song via rhyme. If you missed it, go watch the clip on YouTube right now. Though I’m sure even if you missed the broadcast, you probably heard the cumulative “Aaaaawwwwwww” that emerged from living rooms worldwide.

    But what was the ultimate highlight? It would have to be Bill Murray’s brief and impromptu tribute to his deceased collaborator, Harold Ramis. Murray threw in Ramis’s name while presenting the nominations for Best Cinematography, garnering much deserved applause for the late, great filmmaker. Bill even had the respect to apologize afterwards for going off-prompter. What a class act that guy is.

    Oh, and although just a few paragraphs ago I complained about the needless musical performance, I thoroughly enjoy both Karen O singing “The Moon Song” and Pink’s rendition of “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” as a tribute to one of my all time favorite films, The Wizard of Oz.

    So, yes, last night’s Oscars had its moments. Some beautiful, some hilarious, some heartbreaking. But overall? I can’t imagine anyone will remember the ceremony in a month or two. There was just nothing exciting about it. It just was a thing, and now that thing is over. All of the winners deserved their trophies, yes (I was particularly happy to see Spike Jonze win Best Original Screenplay for Her), and Ellen did a great job as the host. But if the Oscars want to stay relevant a decade from now? They’re certainly going to have to spice things up.

    My suggestion? Simple. Stop dragging the damn thing out.

    I’m not a sports guy, so the Oscars are about as close as I get to having a Super Bowl, and yet I still think they’re way too long. In a world that moves as fast as ours, with dwindling attention spans and a gazillian distractions at every turn, there is simply no need for the Oscars to be a 3-and-a-half hour event. Cut out all the fluff (cough, six musical performances, cough) and make it a quick two hour show that doesn’t waste our time.

    Maybe that sounds blasphemous coming from a movie buff, but it is precisely my love of movies that leads me to take this stand. A year full of such incredible film deserves a celebration that measures up. All writers known the idiom “kill your darlings”, and nowhere will you find more darlings in need of a quick and painless death than at the Oscars.

    What are your thoughts? Did any of the winners surprise or downright outrage you? Are the Oscars really needlessly long, or am I just a grumpy old man trapped in a younger man’s body?

  • The Right Song, The Right Movie

    piano&script06_fixed_v1.1I love all forms of art: visual art, music, performance, storytelling, etc. Movies are great because they combine so many of them. Among the best examples of this is the use of the perfect song in a film—the right song coming together with the right image. The combination creates moments that resonate with us. They make us think about the images the movie showed us anytime we hear the song. In fact, a very strong argument could be made that these are the most cinematic moments in movies.

    There’s far too many to choose from, but let’s break down just a few memorable moments, and attempt to examine closely why it is they work so well.

    GOODFELLAS – “Atlantis” by Donovan

    Here, I could just write “the entire movie” and move on. Martin Scorsese’s always been a director famous for the brilliant use of soundtracks in his movies. Goodfellas is perhaps the finest example of that. From Tony Bennett’s “Rags to Riches” launching us into the world of the gangster, the famous dead-body montage set to the outro of “Layla”, to the schizophrenic medley of classic rock and blues hits that take us through the paranoid, unbelievably fast moving life of a coked-out Henry Hill. The music reflects the emotional and mental state of the characters throughout all these sections of the story, and that’s why it’s so effective.

    Goodfellas is filled to the brim with amazing uses of popular songs, but perhaps my favorite is the scene in which Billy Batts is brutally beaten within an inch of his life, set to Donovan’s peaceful, beautiful hippie anthem “Atlantis”.

    At first, the song is very much in the background, almost unnoticeable on a first viewing. Donovan’s poetry (no singing here) over mellow chords comes in as Billy Batts and Jimmy (Robert DeNiro) are having a seemingly friendly chat at a bar. Tommy (Joe Pesci) enters the bar, the look on his face (and the fact that he was just insulted by Batts in the previous scene) telling us that some heavy stuff is about to go down.

    The calm, gentle music makes this quick rise in tension even more unbearable. Then… as Batts notices Pesci behind him, and DeNiro grabs a hold of his neck, a powerful drum fill takes us into the chorus. The music then gets bumped up in the mix, and the combination of its serene, catchy melody with the brutal beating we’re witnessing is shocking and horrifying—as the director intends it to be. Above all, though, it’s unforgettable.

    The cherry on top comes towards the end of the scene. The music dips down a little as Pesci looks over to Ray Liotta and says “I didn’t wanna get blood on your floor,” then it picks up again as we cut from his reaction—stunned and made all the more powerful by the music’s increase in volume.

    SPIDER-MAN 2 – “Raindrops Keep Fallin’ On My Head” by B.J. Thompson

    You rarely hear pop songs in superhero movies, and if this scene is any indication of how well the combo can work, it’s a shame. To set the scene up for those of you who might not be familiar with Spider-Man 2 (and if you’re not, shame on you!), the film is all about Peter Parker’s struggle to balance his personal life (his desires) with his job as Spider-Man (his responsibility). About halfway though the movie, he gets fed up and decides he’s not going to be Spider-Man anymore. So much so that he throws his costume in the trash! Gasp! Fade to black.

    From the darkness… the most beautiful ukulele chords, followed by the sun shining brightly at us. Then, right as the vocals come in, Peter walks into frame. Smiling. Blissful. Relaxed. The first time we’ve seen him be this way in the entire film. I really do consider this to be an almost magical sequence in the film. “Raindrops Keep Fallin” has been used in a number of movies (Forrest Gump, Clerks II), but never so perfectly as it’s used here.

    The lyrics, all about a person who has decided to be happy, even if raindrops keep falling on his head, fit so well with Peter’s state of mind during this portion of the movie, it’s scary. I almost feel like I don’t need to explain any further. Just watch the scene, and you’ll see exactly what I’m talking about.

    This is true movie magic. It’s as if the song was recorded specifically to be used over this scene. I honestly can’t even begin to think of another song that would have fit better.

    DJANGO UNCHAINED – “Freedom” by Anthony Hamilton and Elayna Boynton

    Like Scorsese, Quentin Tarantino is a filmmaker known for the exceptional use of popular music in his films. Pulp Fiction practically invites the audience to dance at certain points. Even though his last two movies have been period pieces (this and Inglourious Basterds), Tarantino doesn’t let that be a boundary. While neither Django nor Basterds are filled with pop music the way Pulp Fiction, Reservoir Dogs and Jackie Brown are, he still does use it, and to shockingly effective degrees.

    Take this scene: Django asks a slave on a plantation if she’s seen the Brittle brothers—his former owners, and the men he is looking for. She points one of them out to Django, he takes out one of those old-style retractable telescopes, and observes. As he spots him, the song’s rhythmic drums and tribal-style background vocals kick in.

    We cut to a flashback. The Brittle brothers. Tying Django’s wife, ready to whip her. Django pleads to spare her. The music is quite loud here, but the focus remains on Django’s desperate begging, and Broomhilda’s resilient face, getting ready for what she knows is coming.

    The song continues, loud and powerful, as we cut from Django and Broomhilda getting ready to escape, to Broomhilda about to be punished and Django pleading. Then… the whip cracks. Broomhilda’s gut wrenching scream fades into the chorus, now louder and more booming than ever.

    It’s horrifying. It literally sends goosebumps up my arm every time I watch the movie. This is a hard, hard scene to watch. The music’s loud, unrelenting bass line underlines the horror of this, and is one of the main reasons why this scene is not only so tough to watch, but also so gripping.

    As I said at the beginning of this post, there are COUNTLESS other examples of great songs used to great effects in great movies. What are some of your favorites?