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Review: First Man (Garrett’s View)

First Man is director Damien Chazelle’s attempt to prove that his success is not limited to translating sheet music to the screen. Having earned Oscar nominations for his first two music-based films Whiplash and La La Land, he has now turned his artistic eye to the night sky. More specifically, the moon. First Man explores the life of Neil Armstrong from a small, personal perspective as a husband and father to the infamous public view as the first man to walk on the moon.

From a technical standpoint, First Man is both gorgeous and masterfully assembled. Every shot in every scene feels purposeful. From a tender family moment on Earth to the opening of the hatch on the lunar module, the attention to detail is ever present. The sound design is some of the best you will ever encounter in a theater and demands to be heard in Dolby/IMAX. The roar of rockets at lift-off, the chattering of a cockpit in orbit, and the brilliant score by Justin Hurwitz all come together to form an audible landscape that may arguably surpass its visual counterpart.

The mission-related scenes — whether in space or on Earth — are riveting. It is a credit to Chazelle’s directing abilities that he can take events with widely known outcomes and still convey a sense of dread and fear. Every trip inside a cockpit is a white-knuckle, tense viewing experience. He is able to achieve this through a filming style that is diametrically opposed to most space movies. Films like 2001: A Space Odyssey and Interstellar want audiences to be in awe of the grand vastness of space. Each of those is attempting to convey the need for humanity as a whole to go beyond our limits. First Man wants the audience to feel the claustrophobic nature of what it was like to be a single man hurtling through space at mind-boggling speeds in a tin bucket. Something that even the award-winning Gravity did not achieve as successfully. Chazelle accomplishes this by eschewing traditional space movie techniques of showing the ships from the outside. Instead, he confines the spaceflight scenes to cockpit and point-of-view perspectives. One of the few times this technique is broken — rightfully so — is on the moon which is a truly awe-inspiring piece of set design.

Surprisingly, the only area where this film feels less than perfect is the strength of Chazelle’s first two entries: emotion. Whiplash explores the anguish and anxiety of the push towards greatness. La La Land is a whimsical story of love and dreams. In First Man, Chazelle tries to make us feel the fractures in Armstrong’s personal life that accompany his pursuit of the greatest achievement in human history. There is no doubt that Ryan Gosling continues to be on top of his game, but Armstrong’s stoic nature comes off as cold, distant, and difficult to relate to. Perhaps this is an accurate depiction and one that the real Neil Armstrong forged out of a singular dedication to his goal, but that doesn’t come through on screen. Instead, we see a man who seems haunted by loss. To the point that he seems more comfortable in the horrifying emptiness of space than in a room full of people. This detachment replicates itself in the audience and makes most of the family drama scenes feel obligatory and like speed bumps in an otherwise engrossing story.

However, First Man is by no means emotionally flatline. Claire Foy delivers a strong performance as Janet Armstrong which helps compensate for some of the aforementioned shortness of feelings. Grief and loss are delicately explored and interwoven into the story in skillful ways. The anxiety and intensity of pushing the boundaries known to man are felt with every test flight, every rocket launch, and every rattle of the spacecraft. And the tremendous courage by everyone involved in this story was as clear as the NASA patch on the spacesuit.

With First Man, Damien Chazelle has broken out of his musical shell and proves himself to be one of the best directors in film today. He has created an experience that feels like the perfect combination of documentary and award-winning feature motion picture. Before First Man, the sky was the limit for Chazelle. Now, it seems like there simply is no limit for what the 33-year-old director can achieve.

Episode 59: White Boy Rick

Garrett and Carson deal their thoughts on White Boy Rick.

Review: White Boy Rick (Garrett’s View)

White Boy Rick is billed as the true story of a 14-year-old boy from Detroit who is a hustler, informant, kingpin, and legend. The trailer leaves the impression that the film will be an off-kilter romp through the crack cocaine-fueled 80’s. In reality, though, White Boy Rick seems to directly inherit all of the attributes of the titular main character: monotonous, slow, and seemingly oblivious to anything fun or exciting.

Rick’s journey, while superficially interesting, is plagued by uneven storytelling and worse editing. Within the first 15 minutes of meeting him, we’re shown that his family is a mess, he sells guns with (and separate from?) his Dad, his Dad is squeezed by cops, and he is recruited by the cops to start selling drugs. It is a breakneck pace that seems designed to skip the setup in order to show Rick’s rise through the crime ranks with the assistance of the Detroit police and FBI. Unfortunately, his rise isn’t presented as overly fun or interesting. This may be partly due to the fact that Rick is portrayed as borderline emotionless and if it doesn’t seem fun to Rick on the screen, it’s not going to feel very fun for the audience.

The momentum of Rick’s ascent is halted abruptly midway through the film via a series of events that unfold in rapid succession. The lack of a cohesive narrative during this portion of the film requires the audience to play a game of “connect the dots” using bits of dialogue, TV news stories, and inferences from context clues in order to understand why things are happening and the characters’ motivations behind them. Though these details may not be ultimately critical to the outcome of the story, it comes at a pivotal juncture in the movie plot-wise and contributes to the uneven feeling.

The one constant in White Boy Rick is the acting. McConaughey’s down-on-his-luck, blue-collar, this-close-to-making-it-outta-here father character steals the show from the beginning and continues to do so in every subsequent scene he appears in. It’s a shame this isn’t a better film because McConaughey’s performance is very close to Best Supporting Actor territory. Bel Powley totally inhabits her role as Rick’s crack-addict sister. Along with McConaughey, Powley turns in the most powerful scene in the film. Newcomer Richie Merritt is consistent as Rick  — if you consider a flatline reading on an electrocardiogram monitor consistent. Merritt’s one-dimensional take on Rick leaves you wondering if the real “white boy” Rick was a tad slow or if this was just stiff acting.

Beyond its chaotic pacing and plot issues, White Boy Rick’s greatest crime is that it feels detached. There’s never anything to emotionally latch on to. It always feels like you’re experiencing this movie at arm’s length. Never being allowed to get close to or care about any character. So when the time comes to wrap up RIck’s story and present the film’s message (which is quite murky… Cops are dirty? The war on drugs was a failure? Mandatory sentences are bad?), there’s no resonance… just apathy. White Boy Rick is undoubtedly an interesting story — just one that is told in the blandest way possible.

Review: White Boy Rick (Carson’s View)

The most appealing thing about White Boy Rick is that it is based on a true story. That and McConaughey’s mullet and mustache, which he should keep for every movie he ever makes going forward. I am sure his performance in this movie is praise-worthy, but I don’t think my eyes ever left his mullet. Either way, he is definitely the highlight of White Boy Rick.

When dealing with a true story, you are given a set of actual events and expected not to deviate much. Telling an engaging story using those events is what makes a good director. Director Yann Demange isn’t quite there yet. There is a lot going on in White Boy Rick, however, I couldn’t help but feel a bit bored. The characters are interesting and the story is one worth telling. It is the execution that is lacking.