Showing posts with label Maria Bello. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Maria Bello. Show all posts

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Bello To Be Carjacked

As noted in a previous blog, I like Maria Bello a lot.

This upcoming flick starring Bello and Stephen Dorff, another fine performer, has piqued my interest with its arresting poster art.


The story involves a mother and son carjacked by a bank robber.

Original director was Peter Medak, who helmed the George C. Scott ghost story The Changeling ('80). The director now listed is John Bonito, who captained Fox's The Marine, a so-so piece of fluff with solid action.

I'm expecting something along the lines of Pasquale Feta Campanile's insanely good David Hess classic Hitch-Hike (aka The Naked Prey aka Autostop). Boy, am I setting myself up for disappointment!

Clearly I live in hope.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Two Truly Beautiful Ladies

I came across this very striking image of Marisa Tomei today. It's an ad for a series of fitness DVD's.

To me, Maria truly is a beautiful woman. And a fascinating one. Both physically and intellectually. Her beauty is radiant, and there's something so intense going on behind those dazzling eyes.

To be honest, most women who are considered "beautiful" by the media leave me cold. For the most part, they're boring. There is nothing to them but some fortunate genetic inheritance. Most are ultra-conservative, and if they're not, they're just bimbos.

Not so Marisa Tomei. I can't look at the shot above without wanting to get to know her. Like most women, she's probably a hormonal catastrophe (sorry, Marisa!), but even that doesn't lessen my enthusiasm for the special magic she conveys.

The lady's intelligence is borne out in her career choices. She blew me away in Sidney Lumet's Before The Devil Knows You're Dead, an amazing movie with half a dozen dazzling performances. Marisa is not afraid to show her body; that, in itself, communicates a restless passion, and a desire to explore life's twisting avenues.

In Factotum, the Charles Bukowski pic, she nailed the part of Laura, a sexy bourgeios who introduced the career drunk (and writer of massive talent) to another side of the world. She failed to convert him, but she made a heavy impression doing it.

As a film director direct myself, it would be an honor to work with Marisa one day. I'll need to find her a role worthy of her complex talents, of course.

While on the subject of beautiful, fascinating, complex women, I can't ignore Maria Bello, another mighty fine actress who has smoked up the screen in Payback, The Cooler, A History of Violence, and Thank You For Not Smoking, to name a select, excellent few.

Again, I can't look at her without being hopelessly drawn inside. An actor can't work at being fascinating. You are or you aren't. Bello most definitely is.

She's made some excellent career choices, and, like Marisa, has not been afraid to disrobe. Both women have a European attitude to nudity and sexuality, and have expanded their repertoires as a result.

This is a disarming intellect, a woman who is comfortable being a woman, and understands that the best actors take off not just the clothes that cover their bodies, but the finery that fogs their emotions.

Monday, June 1, 2009

Downloading Nancy

I haven't seen Downloading Nancy (Strand Releasing), but I'm not surprised by the snarky comments some people are making about it right now. It's a film about s.e.x. It's a film about a woman with flaws. It's a film about things most people would like to ignore because it clashes with their deluded view of life.

The film, starring Maria Bello, opens in selected theaters this Friday the 5th of June.

It is about a married woman who enters into a sadomasochistic relationship with someone she meets on-line.

As already stated, I haven't seen it, but I definitely intend to. I hope to drum up some interest in it because it sounds like my kind of flick (and yours, too, if you're a regular reader).

Coincidentally, it shares themes (but not a plot) with a film I am about to re-start shooting.

Maria Bello is an actress I admire greatly. Reviews of her performance in this film have been glowing. Some have wrong-headedly attacked her motivation.

A writer over at JoBlo said this: "Couple this film (Downloading Nancy) with A History of Violence and what conclusions can we draw about Maria Bello?"

See what I mean by snarky?

But I'll answer the question: The conclusion I draw (not We) is Maria Bello's not content to let her talent decay on the vine of mainstream media. She likes to take risks. She clearly has a lot going on up top (and maybe down there, too, which is ultimately the same thing). She's interesting. She's fascinating. She's unique.

This questioning of Bello's choices is typical of a certain percentage of the population and their reaction to films with incendiary sexual subject matter... especially subject matter like this that involves women in lead roles.

Following the film's Sundance screening, Variety opined that Downloading Nancy is "a forbidding and morbid piece of psycho-sadomasochism". The Hollywood Reporter called it "pointless self indulgence."

In an LA Times interview, director/writer Johan Renck summed the film up as "several love stories...good ones and bad ones." He explained: "I wanted to be totally ruthless. You can argue that as right or wrong and now I can see the wrongness of that somehow."

Renck found himself hooked by the abstract idea of just how far someone would go for someone else."

This theme of going all the way for your lover (or lovers) has been recently explored in the two German films about the individual who went on-line to find a lover who would kill and eat him, Cannibal and Rohtenburg.

A lot of very hard European pornography such as the Violence and Pain series, Portrait Extrem, 3 Bengel Fur Charly and HeARTcore (from Simon Thaur's Subway Innovative ProdActions) cover this edgy territory; so does Takeshi Ishii's Flower and Snake revisions and Japanese fetish porn involving reptiles, insects, and marginal "living things"

It's nothing new, but it's not common, either.

I can't say I like the poster art at all. It's utterly bland, and will not grab anybody's attention. It's as if the distributor is afraid to embrace the darkness. Then again, to be fair, if they go too dark on the art, newspapers will nix it. This is the free world we in.

Why soft pedal something that sounds so inflammatory? It's not that hard to come up with striking, provocative imagery. Something that portends liberation? Is the film not about the woman's desire to liberate herself from pain with death?

Maybe not.

I hope the TV movie poster doesn't put adventurous filmgoers off. It may attract the chick flick crowd.

For me, it sounds like it would make a great double bill with the wonderful French In My Skin (Dans ma peau, 2002).