Movie Review: A French bull-“racer” starts finds empathy with the “Animale”

“Animale” is an intriguing French body horror thriller set in Camargue, the bull fighting capital of France.

The first local woman to enter the ring with the young men who tempt, chase and are chased by local bulls starts to see things from the bulls’ perspective as bulls go “rogue” and started goring and stamping the locals in the dark of night, long after the audience — mostly tourists — for some events has left.

Writer-director Emma Benestan (“Fragile”) uses this setting and set-up for an allegory about women in a man’s world, animal cruelty and the guilt our heroine feels about the “sport” she’s determined to get into.

The Camargue style of bullfighting is non-fatal, a lot less bloody and far and away a more humane and “even” contest and is thus referred to as “bull racing” by the locals, who enter the ring — basically unarmed and on foot — and try to snatch cash-prize tokens attached to the bull’s scalp.

Nejma (Oulaya Amamra) is the daughter of a cattle man, now breaking the gender barrier working for the otherwise-traditional bull-breeder Leonard (Claude Chaballier). She’d like to use her understanding of bulls, picked up during roundups, branding and the like, to get in the ring with the other local cowpokes — razateurs — who dress in white, chase and are chased by a bull in their efforts to win prizes.

Her fellow ranch hands seem more tolerant of this invasion of their “traditional” space than we might expect. The boss’s gay son (Damien Rebattel) encourages her, and other cowhands help train her.

Razateurs need to be fit, nimble and gutsy. Nejma may not be the fastest or most muscular. But lean and able to scramble up the sides of the ring matter more here. She doesn’t make an utter fool of herself her first time out, which she reluctantly takes as a “win.”

“You did great for a girl!” (in French with English subtitles) wasn’t what she was looking for.

But something happens the night the ranch hands spend celebrating their feats of bravery. Out harassing the bulls in the swampy pastures, Nejma is “attacked.” She’s bloodied and injured, and she doesn’t remember what happened.

As she struggles to recover and figure out what’s going on in her head, she starts to see things from the bulls’ point of view. This isn’t Spain, with its more brutal and far less “sportsmanlike” ritualized bullfighting. But maybe it’s bad enough, if you’re looking at branding, beating and taunting through the animal’s eyes.

Benestan uses effects that turn Amamra’s eyes wide and black when she’s staring down/connecting with a bull, and has her see her toes transforming into hooves.

Our writer-director draws a parallel between how men treat livestock and how they treat women, but she soft-sells that analogy. One can only imagine how much more piggish the male cowhands might come off in other hands.

“She’s the first girl,” the lads chortle in their shared dressing room before a bullfight. “Can’t we hit on her?”

As Nejma spirals into madness, we realize before she does what’s really going on — with or without supernatural repercussions.

Amamra is more physically convincing in the part than emotionally. And she and Benestan do a better job of announcing Nejma’s inner turmoil than actually portraying it.

But with a striking setting, menacing music scoring gloomy shots of bulls running through swampland in the fog and an up-close look at this unusual variation of bullfighting (it’s barely explained), “Animale” puts us in the mood for a fright even if it’s slow to deliver one.

Rating: unrated, graphic violence, animal cruelty

Cast: Oulaya Amamra, Damien Rebattel,
Claude Chaballier, Vivien Rodriguez and Marinette Rafai

Credits: Directed by Emma Benestan, scripted by Emma Benestan and Julie Debiton. A Film Movement+ release.

Running time: 1:38

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Movie Preview: Luca lands Julia Roberts and Andrew Garfield for “After the Hunt”

Sexual politics and generation gaps take center stage for this October “Awards Season” release from the filmmaker behind “Call Me By Your Name,” “Queer” and “Challengers,” Luca Guadagnino.

He’s the guy who likes pushing sexual buttons on the screen, the more transgressive the more better. Hell, he even defended Woody Allen.

Ayo Adeberi, Chloë Sevigny and Michael Stuhlbarg also star in a tale of academic accusations, and sexual assault allegations, all surfing the fury of Gen Z-and-how-the-rest-of-the-world thinks about it.

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Documentary Preview: A Chip off the Old Icon — “It’s Never Over, Jeff Buckley”

A singer songwriter, son of a famous died-too-soon singer-songwriter, wrestles with every bit of that legacy.

This doc about Tim Buckley’s son Jeff Buckley is filled with testimonies to the kid’s talent and legacy and opens in August.

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Movie Review: Israeli history as remembered by “Shoshana” and her British lover

The director of “Welcome to Sarejevo, ” “A Mighty Heart” and “The Road to Guantanamo” reaches for another hot button topic with “Shoshana,” a historical thriller about the bloody birth of Israel.

With global condemnation and outrage over Israel’s apartheid regime diving headfirst into Gaza genocide, this film about the Jewish zionist factions — socialist/egalitarian vs. violent, intolerant and “fascist” — that have struggled for primacy in founding and governing a Jewish state in “the Promised Land,” could not be more timely.

Michael Winterbottom tackles the last years of the British Mandate that governed Palestine as seen through the eyes of an idealistic Russian Jewish immigrant. Shoshana Borochov was the daughter of Russian Zionist Socialist Ber Borochov, a woman who emigrated to Israel in the 1920s, a few years after her father’s death.

She narrates this history she was a witness to, noting the “zionist” leanings of the Herbert Samuel, first British High Commissioner for Palestine, a Jew who opened the doors to a huge influx of people who altered the demographics and enraged many in the Arab majority in what had been a “sleepy backwater in the Ottoman Empire” until World War I ended that empire.

In 1938, Shoshana (Irina Starshenbaum of the Russian sci-fi thriller “Attraction”) is an office employee of the Histadrut trade union and a member of the banned Haganah zionist paramilitary organization. But even the Brits who “banned” it recognize it as the more moderate of the armed groups — including the terroristic Irgun — trying to lure and protect Jewish immigrants to Palestine, and squeeze out the Arabs already there.

Douglas Booth (of “Mary Shelley” and “Pride and Prejudice and Zombies”) is Tom Wilkin, one of the British Detective Constables added to the Mandate’s police force to try and keep the peace as Palestine lurched towards the 1917 Balfour Declaration’s stated goal — a Jewish state within the historical/Biblical boundaries of ancient Israel.

Wilkin works the beat in the new Jewish city of Tel Aviv, which is how he meets and becomes smitten with Shoshana, as famous “for her beauty” and she is “her political passions.” She’s carrying on the “Let’s set up a socialist state where Arabs and Israelis can get along” beliefs of her father, who historians note figured the Arabs would “assimilate” and be overwhelmed by the “superior” European Jewish immigrants flooding in.

Wilkin tries to track down Jewish caches of weapons and hunts Jewish bombers, who dress in Arab garb to go plant their explosives among the civilians in the Arab towns and cities (Jerusalem included) in the tit-for-tat terror campaigns that the Balfour Declaration set off. Wilkin, who has learned Hebrew, is nothing if not diplomatic.

To the north, Detective Constable Geoffrey Morton (“Harry Potter,” “Pale Blue Eye” and “Old Guard” alumna Harry Melling) is stationed among the Arabs. He’s more ruthless in his running of informers, and seemingly more trigger happy as he quells the after shocks of the latest “Arab revolt.”

As matters in and out of Tel Aviv get out of hand and Britain struggles to keep the peace there while fighting the Nazis in Europe, with officers and officials of the British police force assassinated by Jews, Morton is brought in “to treat the Arabs and the Jews equally.” That spells even more trouble for the brittle romance between Shoshana and Wilkin as Palestine simmers, ready to explode and both lovers’ loyalties are tested.

It’s sometimes hard to reconcile the director of those delightful “Trip” comedies with Steve Coogan and Rob Bryden with the political hot potato-grabbing filmmaker who spent “Eleven Days in May” of 2021 filming Israel bombing and killing civilians by the hundreds in Gaza.

Palestine is a dreadfully complicated subject, something more appreciated when you see how many footnotes you have to include to make a simple review come off fair and have it make sense.

Imagine Winterbottom’s challenge.

But he makes this filmed-in-Italy romantic thriller work, even if the romance plainly takes a back seat to the politics, especially as far as Shoshana is concerned.

What’s sobering here is the depiction of Zionist violence predating the Holocaust victimhood that sort of got all that shoved under a rug in Hollywood celebrations of the Birth of Israel — films such as “Exodus” and “Cast a Giant Shadow.”

“Shoshana” shows fewer Arab provocations, jokes that “Arabs aren’t very good shots” and focuses instead on the precursors of the Israeli Defense Force carrying out assassinations, bombings, reprisals and judge-jury-and-executioner murders of those deemed “traitors” to the cause within the Jewish immigrant population.

Filmed in and around Taranto, Italy, which is dry and rocky but not nearly dry and rocky enough to pass for Palestine, with a Russian star and a lot of Brits (Ian Hart plays the head of the Mandate government, Robert Chambers, which appears to be the name of an academic/author who wrote about Palestine in that era) in supporting roles for a movie that lacks Israeli or Hollywood support, Winterbottom gets at the difficulty of examing the root causes of this not-that-ancient conflict.

But he kind of/sort of pulls it off. In an era of both rising Anti-Semitism and a soaring use of that term to shut down criticism of an Israeli fascist government that has ended any semblance of pluralistic democracy in that country and has played a role in ending American democracy and hobbled politics in other Western democracies, that’s no mean feat.

I watched this piece of little-covered Israeli history and found myself remembering the elementary school music classes where kibbutz songs about Israeli statehood were a part of the curriculum, for reasons only Golda Meir and Nixon could explain.

The narrative of “Shoshana” is simple in structure but complex in its politics, and it’s a credit to Winterbottom’s years of experience dealing with material like this that it plays as well as it does, and that it comes off.

The love story doesn’t deliver. But everything historically referenced, explored and explained that keeps it from being the emotional heart of “Shoshana” does. And if ever we needed to understand the difference between a “Zionist” and a “fascist/nationalist/terrorist,” that time is now.

Rating: unrated, graphic violence, sex, nudity

Cast: Irina Starshenbaum, Douglas Booth, Harry Melling, Aury Alby, Oliver Chris and Ian Hart.

Credits: Directed by Michael Winterbottom, scripted by Laurence Coriat, Paul Viragh and Michael Winterbottom. A Greenwich Entertainment release.

Running time: 2:02

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Movie Preview: Madelyn Cline reads “The Map that Leads to You”

How to cure “The Gen Z stare?”

Endless, affluent, carefree travel through Europe. The “map” we presume is on Google.

“Outer Banks” starlet Madelyn Cline and KJ Apa play star-crossed lovers who meet on a Euro trip

Josh Lucas plays the dad who gets it.

The great Lasse Hallestrom Lasse Hallström of “What’s Eating Gilbert Grape,” “A Dog’s Purpose,” “Chocolat” and scores of other emotionally available films directs this adaptation of a J.P. Monniger novel.

The Map that Leads to You” shows up on Amazon Prime Aug. 20.

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Movie Preview: Friends and lovers face “A Medieval Faire reject” executioner in the LGBTQ horror comedy “Road Head”

Freestyle just picked this up for digital RE-release (it got a limited launch in 2021) July 29.

There’s a chuckle or two in the trailer.

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Movie Review: As “Indie” as they come — “AJ Goes to the Dog Park”

“AJ Goes to the Dog Park” is a cheerfully cheesy semi-surreal indie film about what one dopey chihuahua owner will go through to get his dog park back.

It’s twee in the extreme, with the occasional sophisticated effect — “No need to cry CG tears!” — and a lot of DIY ones. There are stuffed dogs double for the “real” ones, a windblown inflata-guy meant to be the “hero” getting blasted by a prairie breeze in the screwball Fargo (lots of models of the city) to go with inside joke “landmarks” and a pirate on an across-the-state-line-from-North Dakota Minnesoooooota lake.

This is a goofy version of the Fargo the locals know, a Fargo of their mind — not the Coen Brothers’ minds. And that Fargo has its charms.

AJ (AJ Thompson) is a cubicle drone perfectly content to keep his entry level tech job and not accept a promotion from the boss. As the boss is his dad (Greg Carlson) who’d like to prep the lad into taking over the family business, you’d think that’d be a problem. But not for AJ.

He’s got dinners with dad and “Stewp” (“Soup that’s a stew,” donchaknow) with his married pals (Morgan Hoyt Davy and Danny Davy) and his dogs, Biff and Diddy. And best of all, he’s got a dog part to take them to.

“AJ Goes to the Dog Park” is about what happens to AJ’s contentment when a moronic mayor (Crystal Cossette Park) converts the Dog Park to a Blog Park, “no dogs allowed.”

AJ’s life unravels, and he must challenge the mayor via the tenets of “ancient Fargo law” to unseat her and get his park back.

He must catch a bigger muskie than the mayor ever did. A Minnesotan (Jacob Hartje) turned small craft warning in a pirate hat will be his “Yarrrrrr” coach.

AJ must be tougher than the mayor, learning to wrestle from the coach turned hazelnut tycoon (Jason Ehlert) who moved into Morgan and Danny’s house when they fled North Dakota.

And he must evade the mayor’s Fargoans in Black, two goons in black suits and Raybans who would do anything to save the mayor’s job — anything.

Writer-director Toby Jones, with other directors filming the sometimes animated flashbacks that most every character trots out at some point, melds sketch comedy, comic book and student film style visuals and shtick for laughs, occasionally letting some of the infamous quirkiness of the Northern Plains in on the joke.

“Need I say much more?”

AJ misquotes the Bible, gets ticketed for waving while bicycling and learns to tap/sap trees as he loses track of the forest, the park and those two dogs for those trees.

What all involved have committed to — the film looks like a summer shoot, with a call-back for a taste of Fargo’s winters — and conjured up is a classic “film festival film,” a movie too twee, precious and amateurish to live outside of North America’s film fest circuit. Film buffs at such events tend to cut a lot of slack to plucky little comedies with no budgets and non-professional casts. Groupthink sets in as unassuming little comedies like this offer a contrast to the much more polished film fare on display — foreign and art films.

There are about 30 minutes worth of fresh (ish) ideas and about ten chuckles in “Dog Park.” Like many a festival film before it, the cold hard truth about “Dog Park” is it can’t thrive on charm alone, not without more laughs.

At least the guy playing the pirate seemed to be having a grand time of it.

Rating: unrated, mock violence, a moment of profanity

Cast: AJ Thompson, Crystal Cossette Knight, Greg Carlson, Morgan Hoyt Davy, Danny Davy and Jacob Hartje

Credits: Scripted and directed by Toby Jones. A Doppelgänger release.

Running time: 1:19

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Movie Preview: The Messy, Violent and Problematic birth of Israel seen through the eyes of “Shoshona” and Her Brit Beau

Timely? You think?

July 25.

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Classic Film Review: Verhoeven showcases Hauer as his WWII Dutch “Soldier of Orange”(1977)

Long before “Robocop” made him a household name and “Basic Instinct,” “Showgirls” and “Starship Troopers” made him infamous, Dutch director Paul Verhoeven gained international acclaim for a few films in his native Holland, the most enduring of which is his jaunty/bloody/sexy World War II “true story” resistance thriller “Soldier of Orange.”

And when he needed a comeback after studios and audiences tired his overripe, oversexed style, he went back there for an even more violent, more suspenseful and sexier WWII Resistance thriller “Black Book.”

Verhoeven got Hollywood’s attention with 1977’s “Orange,” which came after his “Turkish Delight” breakout. Both films star his early muse, the formidable Rutger Hauer, who enjoyed a long Hollywood career that took him from “Blade Runner” to “Hobo with a Shotgun.”

“Soldier of Orange,” or “Soldaat van Oranje” in Dutch, is a thriller that doesn’t so much celebrate The Netherlands’ partisan fighters of WWII as appreciate them. We see their clumsy, cavalier and under-committed early recruitment, note their fence-straddling about whether to throw in against the Nazis before the tide turned, and their necessity.

Like the French and Norwegians, Dutch people could keep their heads held high after the war because of the few who fought back, didn’t collaborate, fraternize or sell-out to their German occupiers. Verhoeven shows us treachery, treason, the “cruelty is the point” that draws so many to fascism even today and the love-the-one-you’re-with immediacy of a deadly world war where who knew if you’d be around tomorrow?

The lens we see all this through is class, the upper crust college boys who meet in ’38 and go on to sign up or delay enlistment with Europe in mortal peril, only to get involved when it meant adventure, risk and more chances to wear black tie and tails than you’d think.

Hauer is Erik, a boyish freshman who endures hazing at Leiden University where the imperious and rich Guss (future Bond villain Jeroen Krabbé) rules the roost, at least as far as hazing underclassmen is concern. A self-described “prick,” Goss goes overboard abusing Erik and that bonds them for life.

All the lads know that only John (Huib Rooymans) is really concerned about “the Nazis” and the threat they represent. One and all dismiss that because he’s “The Jew” in their crew.

When the shock of war comes, Erik and Guss can’t enlist on the spot, and The Netherlands hastily surrenders for reasons given — Rotterdam is badly reduced by bombing — and the ones the script suggest. Their military was totally unprepared, falling for pranks, bungling the military call-up and generally lost when it came to who the fascists were in their midst, and of course blamed “the politicians” for selling them out.

Over the course of the war, some will collaborate, some will flat-out join the Dutch contribution to the Nazi war machine, some will resist and many of the young will float along on whatever impulse or opportunity presents itself to them.

Get away to England? SURE. Not this time? Maybe later, then.

Hauer and Krabbé compete to see who has the best swagger, with Guss right on the edge of upper class twit when it comes to thinking things through and Erik Mr. Indecisive in most matters that aren’t sexual.

Nico (Lex van Delden) was “Mr. Particular” in college, the detail-oriented guy you’d want running your resistance cell. Robby (Eddy Habbema) is the motivated radio operator with a Jewish fiance (Belinda Meuldijk) who is sweet on Erik.

We see most of this through Erik’s eyes, as the film’s opening sees him in uniform, tucked into newsreel footage of Queen Wilhelmina’s triumphant return to her palace at war’s end.

The genius of the film, the script and Hauer’s performance is the ambivalence and devil-may-care reminder that youth — especially upper class young people seemingly insulated from some of the harsh realities to come — can be slow to take up a “cause.” But adventure, risk and sex? Where’s the Resistance rave/hook-up this weekend?

“A spot of war would be exciting,” Erik cracks (in Dutch with English subtitles) early on, and that’s what Verhoeven is both reminding us of — that nobody in Europe was foolish enough to name people who had this situation land in their laps “The Greatest Generation” — and sending up.

One hilarious set-piece has Hauer’s Erik dragged onto the dance floor by an old classmate (Derek de Lint) who’s gone Russian Front Dutch SS, a formal, threatening same-sex gavotte that Erik has to somehow exit in time to save a mission from betrayal.

The spycraft of Resistance work is far better covered in “Black Book,” as are the preps for the violence one must master to fight back.

But Verhoeven brilliantly handles the suspense of all this, people living through “interesting times” with no notion of living through them, even joking about “suicide pills” that are an option if they face capture, as if anybody in this lot thinks that far ahead.

And “Soldier of Orange” — the title comes from the royal family’s color of choice — still zips by, a sober, sexy and even silly WWII adventure that spends two hours and forty five lively minutes underscoring that “heroes” aren’t born to it or always trained and hardened to rising to the occasion. Oftentimes they’re lucky, in the right place and willing to take the right action at the right time, even if they never really give it a lot of thought as they do.

Rating: R, graphic violence, sex, nudity, alcohol abuse, smoking

Cast: Rutger Hauer, Jeroen Krabbé, Belinda Meuldijk, Susan Penhaligon, Lex van Delden, Dolf de Vries, Derek de Lint, Eddy Habbema,
Rijk de Gooyer, Huib Rooymans, Andrea Domberg and Edward Fox.

Credits: Directed by Paul Verhoeven, scripted by Kees Holierhoek, Gerard Soeteman and Paul Verhoeven, based on a book by Erik Hazelhoff Roelfzema.

Running time: 2:45

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Movie Preview: A Biopic about Tourette’s and one man’s war against it — “I Swear”

Misunderstood, misdiagnosed, and determined that others shouldn’t have to endure what he did, the Scot John Davidson collected an MBE for his efforts to raise awareness about Tourette Syndrome.

Robert Aramyo, Peter Mullen and Shirley Henderson star in this biopic, which starts its theatrical release in Oct. in the UK.

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