The Age of Ultron: The Avengers, grounded…?

They’re back…but is it for the best?

That I love the first Avengers movie the most out of all the Marvel Comic Universe films so far is hardly a secret. My brother has thus far been unable to convince me to watch either Ironman 2 or 3, and I’ve only ever looked up one scene in the Thor films, one that you might be able to guess after reading through this post. There are a few other films I haven’t seen and remain unlikely to see…well, unless someone tells me that they’ll be important for the third and climatic phase of the MCU, where the seeds of all those mid- and end-credits scenes finally sprout. And the reason for this remains as it was last year: I prefer watching them play off each other, rather than having just one personality at the centre of a 2-hour movie.

This does not work quite as well in Avengers: The Age of Ultron.

American Sniper: for those who have returned

Even the deadliest sniper in the US…was human…

Whilst I have not gone looking for reviews—other than a quick skim of what’s on Rotten Tomatoes—it’s probably fair to say that American Sniper is a rather controversial film at the moment. As I write, US troops continue to fight in Iraq against the Islamic State; and whilst the war in Afghanistan has formally ended, you can be sure that US forces of some kind are still in the country. Furthermore, proven and suspected evidence of torture and unlawful killings add more blemishes to a presence that was already controversial due to the way the war began as well as the way in which it was fought. This is not an atmosphere for the celebration of a man who painted ‘the enemy’ in such a black and white manner, and who seemed unable to leave the bravado attached to his legend behind when he returned.

Honestly speaking, I feel that those commentators are missing the point, deliberately or otherwise. This is not the place for me to make a political statement about my own thoughts on the conflicts that seems so endemic to our world today: it will come out when I look at fictional stories of war, if it hasn’t already. A two-and-a-half hour movie is limited in what it can focus on, and here, Director Clint Eastwood has chosen to highlight something all too many people prefer to brush under the rug: the veterans who have come home, and who have to adapt to civilian life again. Whether or not we agree with their choice of enlisting—for reasons as varied as ‘wanting to protect my fellow soldiers and the people back home’ to actually enjoying the adrenaline rush—it’s important that the people around them try to understand what they are going through. And I don’t mean the expectations that the media cultivates. Talk to them, listen to them, find out how they really feel about their experience. More than anything, I feel that American Sniper really brings out this disjunct between the main signal I picked up from Chris Kyle as portrayed in the film—a soldier’s feeling that ‘there is more that I can do, there are more people I can bring home’—and the tendency of many to focus other things we might assume about veterans. But first of all, you really need to find out how to talk with them.

American Sniper doesn’t explicitly provide the answers to the question of how to reintegrate veterans, nor can it, for even if some things are the same, the experience of each person is going to be different. But no matter how you feel about war and the part of the US and the West in the conflicts that currently dominate our headlines, I argue that, at the very least, American Sniper should be applauded for highlighting the challenges that face veterans when they return home. Perhaps this is easier for me to say, since I live in a country with far fewer people that have served…but nevertheless, now, the challenge that faces the rest of us is how to respond.

Looking back on 2014, appendix: the list

Although it feels like I’ve seen a lot more this year than in previous years, when I actually went and tallied it up, the total was about on par with what I covered in 2013. I’d like to proudly claim that I’ve added nothing to my backlog either, but that’s not strictly true, since I’m hoping to catch up on Ronia, the Robber’s Daughter [Sanzoku no Musume Ronja] and Fate/Stay Night: Unlimited Blade Works as their second halves get underway… There are also a few others that I’m still considering, such as Knights of Sidonia, so they might just show up on the backlog next year, unless I’m able to get to them…

Nevertheless, I’d definitely seen enough to have some difficulty in selecting my list this year: 9 were lock-ins, and three spaces were up for grabs. In fact, I was still mulling over them as I finished three series that I hadn’t been so sure about, over my first real Christmas ‘break’ in four years (i.e. I wasn’t working in retail this year!). In the end, in terms of anime, I still settled for series that I’d watched at a more leisurely pace over the year, even without interacting that much with other viewers on them; obviously, something about the way that I pick what to watch is still working for me. There are shows that I somewhat regret not keeping/catching up with, but even though I can’t see myself remembering 2014 as a great year for this hobby of mine, ultimately, I’ll be quite happy to look back and see these 12 memories.

Finally, I’d like to thank everyone who’s dropped by, hung around a bit, perhaps even taken the time to comment this year. Whilst I would probably be writing about my hobbies anyway, it’s the people I interact with who will always challenge me to read more widely, with the goal of always improving the quality of my writing and analysis. So thank you for your support and encouragement, and for challenging me to keep re-examining my arguments. And I look forward to seeing you again sometime this year, if what I write about still happens to interest you too.

And without further ado, here’s the list.

12 Years a Slave: a reflection on how far we have (not) come…

12 Years a Slave tells the true story of Solomon Northup, a free man from New York who was kidnapped into slavery in 1841, during the tumultous years when America struggled to overturn an institution upon which the country can be said to have been built. It is, frankly speaking, an incredible film. It was nominated for a host of awards, and took home what many still regard as the most prestigious prize: the Academy Award for Best Picture. And whilst I did not see enough movies last year to be a fair judge, it probably deserves it. Solomon Northup’s story is perhaps the least embellished ‘true story’ that I have ever seen on film. There was unfortunately one major inaccuracy – unfortunate because it provided one of the most emotional moments on the film, but I doubt that the creative team behind the film intended it. Most of the story is as Northup related in his book, written with the aid of a ghost writer. The horrors that African Americans faced during those years of transition – the heavy whippings that I can’t imagine people today surviving, the sexual, physical and psychological abuse, the denial of these people’s humanity – come through on the screen through the raw emotion of its stars, Chiwetel Ejiofor and Lupita Nyong’o. It is worth watching the film for them alone.

Having seen both critics and audiences celebrate this film, however, I find myself puzzled at the degree of racial discrimination that still exists in America today. 2014 has seen race riots in Ferguson as questions over the death of an African American teenager at the hands of a white police officer remain. I remember when the new first broke back in August: one of the facts that stood out most to me was that whilst Ferguson’s population was about two-thirds black, there were only three or four black police officers to about fifty white ones. Such discrepancies – another is the difference in perceptions over how African Americans are treated in comparison to white people – are indicators of serious, underlying issues that the American people really need to consider.

That’s not to say that other countries are much better: in Australia, for example, most of us do not really understand just how much our policies aimed at ‘integrating Aborigines into our one Australian community’ is based on Western views of what society should be like. We may think that our societies have progressed quite far along the road to true equality between different races, as we think that our societies make opportunities available for those that work hard enough to deserve it. However, studies have found, for example, that it is still considerably easier for people with Anglo-sounding names to find jobs. Anecdotes I’ve heard also suggest that most jobs also go to people who are well connected, for reasons ranging from being able to obtain inside knowledge of what an employer is looking for, to having a referee to whom the people doing the hiring owe a favour. This is just food for thought, but perhaps the greatest obstacle to reaching the ideal of real equality is the belief that we are already there?

p.s. I had also been curious about what eventually happened to Northup – did he successfully return to his previous life? Did he become involved in the abolutionist movement? Apparently, he did, and was even involved in the Underground Railroad. However, as far as historians have been able to tell, his final years have not been documented in the historical record…

Mandela: the things I never knew about the giant

The trailer also has the line “The man you didn’t”…that was certainly true for me.

Nelson Mandela is one of those names that everyone connected to the globalised world has heard. He may even have a face that everyone recognises. However, whilst we know the legend, and have heard of the amazing legacy that he is credited with laying down for South Africa, most of us probably don’t know many of the wilder and, occasionally, less palatable, aspects of his life and legacy.

The Hunt [Jagten]

Although surrounded by old and close friends in his community, a teacher lives a lonely life, all the while struggling over his son’s custody. His life slowly gets better as he finds love and receives good news from his son, but his new luck is about to be brutally shattered by an innocent little lie. (Based on the blurb at imdb.)

In an age where people in developed countries are becoming ever more sensitive to abuse, especially of children, it’s easy to forget that false accusations can still be made, and that it is important to seek the truth. Admittedly, it seems like it is still difficult to establish guilt; but that only makes it all the more important that we do not rush to assign that guilt to people who may well be innocent.

A few brief words on my first forays into the Marvel Cinematic Universe…

Have a guess: which did I like more?

I’m embarrassed to admit how long it took for me to see these films. In fact, the only reason I ended up seeing them is because some friends and I made plans to see The Winter Soldier when it came out earlier this year. So I found myself with a mini-Marvel Cinematic Universe marathon on my hands. Having never been the biggest fan of Ironman – sacrilegious, I know – the only other two I managed to get through before our movie date were the first Captain America film, and The Avengers. And boy, did I ever regret the two years I’d missed!

I’m sure that millions of words have already been written about these films, so let me just stick with what really stood out for me, having seen these three in a short space of time: for me, the ensemble effort wins hands down. Whilst the Captain America films were well made, and arguably do better at creating a believable internal conflict for the title character than Man of Steel did for Superman (at least in my book), I still didn’t really find myself invested in Steve Rogers. He’s just not as compelling for me as other characters that have carried entire films, such as Batman (NB: the Nolan–Bale incarnation), or even Wolverine. It’s not just the Captain, though – Ironman, too, is a character I don’t really like watching in his own film. Even though Robert Downey Jr is perfect as him, I find Tony Stark way too misogynistic and annoying to watch. (Well, it probably doesn’t help that I’m not a fan of Gwyneth Paltrow…) However, throw them all into a pot and magic just unfolds. I loved the snarky interactions between Capt and Stark in The Avengers. Having a few other people around to break Hank McCoy’s melancholy also made him more palatable to me, and having the Black Widow and Hawkeye in the mix was icing on the cake.

But what really made The Avengers was that Joss Whedon was behind that recipe. Although I could certainly anticipate some of the jokes, such as The Beast punching Thor out of the room, or treating Loki like the god he’s…well…not, they still had me rolling on the floor. And I still grin uncontrollably at the post-credits scene, which I do know was filmed after the film actually opened in the States! In sum, whilst I did enjoy The Winter Soldier, and might be convinced to watch the second and third Ironman movies if my brother happens to have them on DVD, what I’m really looking forward to is next year’s Avengers instalment, The Age of Ultron. Due down under on April 24: bring it on, I say!

All is Lost: what to make of a film with just one actor?

After a collision with a shipping container at sea, a resourceful sailor finds himself, despite all efforts to the contrary, staring his mortality in the face. (IMDB)

Can you make a movie with just one actor? Will your audience care enough to follow him or her journey for a whole two hours or so? Well, I can’t speak for everyone, but it worked for me. I’m actually a bit too young to have swooned over Robert Redford in his ‘heartthrob’ days, so that’s most certainly not why I remained invested in his character’s struggles for the entire film. This is the first film I’ve seen that focuses solely on a person’s will to ‘never give up’—another film that comes to mind is 127 hours, though that was based on a true story—and I found that I do buy into and take something from these stories, even when they’re riddled errors that viewers like to pick up. Watching this one man rely on his wealth of knowledge and experience to try to salvage his yacht, and having failed there, struggle to survive on a little dinghy in the middle of the Indian Ocean, I was reminded of just how ignorant and inexperienced I am, about how my ‘booksmarts’ simply aren’t enough. It’s a sobering thought.

her

Would you blame me if I fell in love with ‘her’?

Set in the Los Angeles of the slight future, the story follows Theodore Twombly, a complex, soulful man who makes his living writing touching, personal letters for other people. Heartbroken after the end of a long relationship, he becomes intrigued with a new, advanced operating system, which promises to be an intuitive entity in its own right, individual to each user. Upon initiating it, he is delighted to meet “Samantha,” a bright, female voice, who is insightful, sensitive and surprisingly funny. As her needs and desires grow, in tandem with his own, their friendship deepens into an eventual love for each other.

(Courtesy of Rotten Tomatoes)

her is one of those works where all the little details are so finely thought out that it just absorbs you in that world, where things are so strangely in place that you hardly notice until you actually stop to think about it. There is a timelessness about it — the exact time in the future is not set, but it is an era of interactive video games and men’s clothing that has cycled back to the high-waisted styles of the 1950s. The fact that these aren’t explained helps envelope viewers into the world that we are witnessing: it’s not our world as it is now, but it is a world that ours may possibly become.

Everything is Awesome!! ♪

Surely I don’t have to note where that’s from, right?

I’m the Special? Yes, yes I am…maybe… Well, actually…

I don’t really have much to say about this one, I’m afraid. I am a bit ambivalent about the message that “You can do anything as long as you believe you can,” because there are some things for which this simply isn’t true, not to mention that it really isn’t as easy as having an unexplained eureka! moment. As one of the brightest minds the world has ever seen was known to say:

Genius is one percent inspiration, ninety-nine percent perspiration.

However, as a film, it was just a whole heap of fun, especially all the intertextual references to the classics of pop culture that I grew up with. If there’s anything I would complain about, it’s that it was a bit too crowded, zooming from one piece on to the next. I’m sure I missed a few references and jokes, so that warrants at least one more viewing, but I also think that some of the jokes needed a little more time to breathe: the comic timing just wasn’t always there. Nevertheless, if I were to consider The Lego Movie as a piece of entertainment, then it definitely hit the mark.