Showing posts with label darkness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label darkness. Show all posts

Monday, July 13, 2026

3 Short Paragraphs (Or Not): Hold the Dark

2018, Jeremy Saulnier (Rebel Ridge) -- Netflix

No, this wasn't swallowed by the hiatus of 2018, I just never got around to watching it, and it came out in October which was dedicated to horror movies. Kent did, exploring it as Horror Not Horror. And just recently, I decided to poke a pin in my Watchlist and pressed Start. 

Saulnier doesn't have a large body of work. It started with the very indie Murder Party almost 20 years ago but got noticed with Blue Ruin. I have only seen Green Room and the recent Netflix dear, Rebel Ridge. Even with this minimal exposure, its clear the man makes movies about violence and violent people. 

Alaska. Medora Slone (Riley Keough, Logan Lucky) has asked writer & wolf-expert Russell Core (Jeffrey Wright, Westworld) to come and deal with the wolves that have taken her son, and two other children, from the remote village of Keelut. Medora is a shadowed figure, all trauma, who unnerves Core with her talk about the Alaskan long nights, the cold and her wolf-mask... the spontaneous nudity doesn't help. She tells him this needs to be settled before her husband comes back from war. Core does set out, but doesn't have many hours of daylight to work with, and he is not convinced this is wolf behaviour. He witnesses them eating their own young, but does not shoot when given the chance. When he returns, Medora is gone, and her son's body is in the basement. No wolf took him; she strangled him with her own hands.

The not so local authorities are involved, including Detective Marium (James Bade Dale, World War Z; I assume he is a detective, but in this environment, he just appears as a high ranking member of the state police) who inform Core that Medora's husband will be returning imminently, having been wounded. We get a brief scene where we see Vernon Slone (Alexander Skarsgård, Mute), overseas, murder a fellow soldier after finding him raping a local; he is wounded immediately after. After his arrival back in Alaska, there is discomfort between Slone and the police, with Core caught in the middle, which explodes in surprising violence -- Vernon shoots two police officers, takes his son's body and disappears into the wilderness. He will find his wife on his own terms and apparently doesn't want anyone else involved.

This act of violence is followed by an even greater one, as Marium and the authorities descend on Keelut to detain Vernon's best friend, who they know was involved. His response is to open up with automatic weapons on the arriving police, cutting most of them down horribly, while Core can do nothing but hide and witness. He is not a cowardly man, and tries to intervene, given a chance to rise above the impotence he feels from the recent events. But Marium eventually takes down Vernon's friend.

We are Core. We are witness to extreme violence, isolation and the darkness that Medora spoke of. Night comes early and everyone seems battered down by it.

The remainder of the movie has Core and Marium tracking the Slones to a hot spring cave deep in the wilderness, the one place Medora claimed to have felt warmth. But before that, we get a moment where Vernon tracks her to a closed-mine-turned-quaint-roadside-inn where another small piece of the puzzle of violence falls into place. 

Chilling spoilers hereafter.

Long ago Vernon's own father brought him here, to be treated by a shaman who lives on the premises. Something about wolves-oil. The thing is that, in the movie, I don't believe the puzzle is clear. We know a few things. Vernon and Medora have known each other their whole lives -- a picture of the two as children, very happy, very blonde. We get flashbacks of Vernon teaching his emotionless son how to hunt deer. They talk about killing, killing people. We get a bit of the darkness Medora spoke of. But what we don't get, or at least I didn't, was that Vernon and Medora were brother and sister. You'd think the village would be a bit more adverse to that, that such a history would come up as the police talked about her murder of her own son. Its possible they don't know, that the small village of Keelut kept its dark secrets to themselves. What we are also left to postulate was that the children of the village were not taken by wolves, but by Medora's own son. She strangled him to end the cycle there, likely hoping her husband would kill her as well.

He doesn't. Core and Marium do track the couple to the caves, where Vernon surprises them, killing Marium silently with a compound bow, as Core rushes to warn Medora, before taking an arrow himself. His final vision before unconsciousness is the two kissing and leaving together. Vernon leaves Core alive, barely, before he is rescued by some locals. But just before Core is rescued, he is surrounded by the wolves he did not shoot earlier in the movie. They do not tear him apart.

The movie ends with Core recovering in hospital, his estranged daughter at his bedside.

Violence, tragedy, horrible acts, the bone chilling cold. Movies like this are not supposed to have a point but have us experience something, and have us react to it. So many people in the movie temper their emotional reactions to everything, but as we watch Core watch this unfold, we can feel it creeping up within in him, a scream desperate to get out. He lets it fuel his need to reconnect with his lost daughter, a final act of life amidst all that witnessed death and loss.

Wright is always watchable. He carries darkness well. Saulnier is able to give us a chilling movie, but to be honest, I don't think the Long Night was as impactful here as I have seen it in other stories, such as True Detective: Night Country. I guess the idea is that people can be colder than weather.

Monday, May 23, 2022

The Batman

2022, Mat Reeves (Cloverfield) -- download

I had no interest in seeing a new Batman movie. To be honest, and this is kind of hard to admit, but I was actually looking forward to seeing a proper Bat-fleck movie, as his whole Frank Miller look appealed to me, and I liked his Bruce Wayne façade. It was all proper "superhero". I saw this new movie being just a desire to resurrect the success of the Nolan Batman-s, which were also a resurrection of a previous incarnation, and in some ways it was. But from almost scene one, I was caught. Sure, this was "dark & gritty" but (almost) twenty years later D&G, but its also so fucking cinematic.

The opening narration sets the tone. This is not superhero Batman, this is the Dark Knight detective Batman. And the whole movie is a proper detective story, drawing an, "Even without Batman, this would be a decent crime movie," utterance from me once we were deep in. A crime happens, there are clues and suspects, he investigates and begins to unravel a bigger conspiracy, like all these movies do. But that narration, establishing that his day-to-day (night-to-night?) is more about the street level crimes, the thugs and drug dealers and criminal element preying on the average citizen. The DNA of that narration is noir, and more directly, the Rorschach journal entries from The Watchmen.

I am just starting my first rewatch. I, like with Dune, am taking it slow, so I can notice things, make note of things, think about things, for this post. And after that, I will probably watch again, so I can just enjoy it again. Notice things like focus pulls, and the parallels, and those intricately designed scenes that are just so wonderful. For decades after Bladerunner came out, there were stills of scenes from the movie that people framed and depicted like individual art pieces. If it wasn't for our over-saturation of imagery these days, I can see how the phenomena would take again.


There are just so many shots where I paused to look at the colours, the lighting, the angles and scope. Even the most mundane shots, like headlights on motocycles or coffee cups on cafe counters were so ... considered. And these days I really enjoy when I can be pulled out of my distraction prone/need to be distracted state.

a bit later as I finish.

Maybe it's my over exposure to crime fiction, or more likely my over exposure to superhero movies and how the average lives of average people, even politicians and the movers-and-shakers of a city are so second fiddle to the other things, but the Big Conspiracy doesn't seem all that big to me. One crime boss takes down another crime boss, while wrapping up the corrupt officials of the city into it. When you look at the world IRL and what the ex-President of the US got away with, and continues to get away with, some rich and powerful assholes doing what rich and powerful assholes do is not all that surprising or foundation shaking stuff.

The more The Batman reveals, the more he realizes he is being led, eventually culminating with the final unveiling, the final piece in the puzzle (riddle) and the capture of The Riddler. The parallels are obvious, one broken orphan up against another broken orphan who sees some sort of kinship. Riddler is a character torn from the headlines, a man created and destroyed by his past, one who finds fellow compatriots online, and organizes a larger conspiracy, one that breaks The Batman out of his mould as street level crime fighter, and into ... a next phase?

We end the movie with a character that has been brought into the light, much like the city has been around him. He is no longer (only) the feared vigilante, but a superhero who saved many lives. From fear, to hope.

I never thought I would like anything with Robert Pattinson (Twilight), but he does this movie justice. Mind's-eye Batman has always been in his early-40s, a powerhouse of muscles and ability. But Pattinson brings him to us maybe mid-30s, more lithe, less invulnerable (despite that suit that can take automatic fire point blank) more akin to Daredevil and the Old Boy hallway fight, full of grunts, pain and growls. He is also such an obviously broken man, more the mask than the billionaire playboy.

Selena Kyle (Zoe Kravitz, High Fidelity) - Catwoman. Her role is lacking, but she exists more to be the mirror that Bruce looks into. She is all sex appeal and capability, but I do wish they had done more with her as a character.

Sleazy crime boss Ozwald (Colin Farrell, After Yang) - The Penguin is a marvel. Underneath all that prosthetics, Farrell just inhabits the role. He emotes more in his few scenes than most characters do in the whole movie.

Gordon (Jeffrey Wright, Westworld), the inveterate cop, the One Good Man is just so fucking perfect. He is wry, focused and never far from pointing out the humour in the ridiculous situation he is putting himself in, by allying with The Batman.

As the movie came to a close, with a boom, I found myself seeing those purple suited producers again (perhaps Oz is the embodiment of them?) and the parallels to the Nolan films. The final plot, the Biggest Reveal, is so final Nolan act, with destruction on a grand scale, and body counts to fit. I wanted to be more bothered by these parallels, like the car chase scene which even begins under the Chicago-style train supports, but then I noticed how much Reeves made it his own. That car! The race through city environs and onto the highway system, out of the canyons of the megacity that is Gotham. This was Reeves applying the hallway fight to a big, bruiser of a car. It was stupendous.

In the end, I am left with a movie I marvel at, am VERY pleased with, happy to have something that pulls me away from my phone. I cannot wait for my next few viewings where I will settle into the enjoyment of key scenes I love all the while noticing more and more of the details.

P.S. We pretty much agree?