06/10/15 5:00am
06/10/2015 5:00 AM |

Romy Schneider and Michel Piccoli in Claude Sautet’s LES CHOSES DE LA VIE (1970). Courtesy: Rialto Pictures / Studiocanal; Photo by Claude Mathieu

Les choses de la vie (1970)
Directed by Claude Sautet
Sautet made quietly masterful melodramas about lives lived in contemporary France. He paid exquisite attention to the reverberations that came from choices his characters made to live apart or together, in one place or another, and in conflict between their public roles and private wants. Les choses de la vie (“The things of life”), Sautet’s fourth feature and first commercial success, is among five of his films whose new digital restorations will receive their US premieres this month. It is also among his collaborations (five each) with the actors Michel Piccoli and Romy Schneider, who star as the middle-aged engineer Pierre and his younger mistress Hélène, for whom Pierre once might have left his wife Catherine (Léa Massari). The film unfolds largely inside Pierre’s mind following a car accident, as he transmutes his physical pain into reflections on and regrets about his relationships with both women. Its story takes place within a distended version of time that allows us to flash back and move forward in observation of all three people as they decide how to reveal their feelings, and as they break their own hearts over lies. Aaron Cutler (June 12-18, showtimes daily, as part of a program of Rialto Pictures Sautet restorations at Lincoln Plaza Cinemas)

02/11/15 9:30am
02/11/2015 9:30 AM |


The Old Dark House (1932)
Directed by James Whale
The (very) odd film out amid Whale’s fantastic hit parade of Frankenstein (1931), Invisible Man (1933), and The Bride of Frankenstein (1935), this blissfully macabre, motley tale of wrong house, wrong family, wrong time moldered for decades in a Universal Studios vault. Just the sort of treatment—as Charles Laughton (a brash, sweet industrialist) and company learn—that probably helped drive their host family so singularly batty. Caught in a howling downpour, these passersby seek refuge under the Femm family’s roof, but find instead an all-time loony bin: Rebecca is half-deaf, God-fearing, and rude; Saul’s a deceitful firebug; and even Horace, who seems the normal one, says he’s wanted by the law. And then there’s their kooky, mad boozing butler Morgan (Boris Karloff). Deliciously atmospheric with Whale’s signature wit, The Old Dark House is a suspenseful brew of gothic and comedy. Jeremy Polacek (Feb 12, 12:30pm, 3:45pm, 7pm, 10:15pm at Film Forum’s Laughton series)

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Queen and Country
Directed by John Boorman
Opens February 18 at Film Forum

Once more unto the breach for writer-director John Boorman, who revisits the semiautobiographical characters from his superb WWII dramedy Hope and Glory (1987) in the beautifully bittersweet Queen and Country. It’s been almost ten years since young Bill Rohan, Boorman’s onscreen alter ego, gleefully witnessed his elementary school destroyed by one of Adolf Hitler’s Luftwaffe bombers. Now it’s 1952 and eighteen-year-old Bill (played by the fetching, charismatic Callum Turner) is conscripted for two years’ mandatory service in the British Army, which is currently embroiled in the war in Korea. Not that he’ll see any action: Barring the occasional leave, Bill is assigned to a gated-in boot camp where he lectures prospective recruits alongside his troublemaking pal Percy (Caleb Landry Jones) and does battle with several stuck-up authority figures, from the PTSD-suffering Sergeant Major Bradley (David Thewlis) to the growling taskmaster RSM Digby (Brían F. O’Byrne).

There’s a lady, too: Ophelia (Tamsin Egerton), a mysterious dream woman who our lovestruck protagonist pursues against all odds, and who Boorman shoots with the same mythical gauziness as Helen Mirren’s Morgana in Excalibur (1981). Fantasy has always played a crucial role in Boorman’s cinema, though it’s especially affecting here (as it was in Hope and Glory) because it carries the weight of lived experience. This is the now 82-year-old filmmaker casting a hard glance back at himself through a deceptively whimsical lens. There’s never a moment when Queen and Country isn’t a joy to watch, as infectiously giddy in its way as the elaborate prank Percy orchestrates involving a Queen Victoria-owned antique clock. But there’s real sadness underlying even the gentlest scenes; a whole movie could be made about Bill’s free-spirited expat sister (Vanessa Kirby), whose status quo-deflating eccentricity goes hand-in-hand with her unspoken anguish about the many irritations, but also the relative stability, of family and tradition.

There’s a longing in the film that isn’t quite rose-tinted nostalgia—more a yearning for a moment when there was plenty of time to waste on frivolous things and the future could sort itself out. The final passages of Queen and Country are among the most moving Boorman has ever directed because they have the feel of a valediction, a great artist saying goodbye not only to his youth, but to all the ups, downs and in-betweens that followed.