Dec 24, 2009

9 (Film Review)

Director: Shane Acker

Runtime: 80 mins

In 2004, promising UCLA animation student Shane Acker was nominated for an Academy Award with his 11-minute short, 9. Five years later, 9 has suckled upon the giving financial teats of its producers, Tim Burton and Timur Bekmambetov, and has been rebirthed as a full-length feature. The characters have gained voices and the film now has a cast bursting with credible names.

9 is set in a dystopian, war-ravaged earth (evocative of post-WWII London), where 9 anthropomorphic hessian-sack dolls possess the last vestige of humanity and must pit the full might of their miniature will against great odds to survive. The film focuses on 9 (voiced by Elijah Wood), the youngest member of the group whose bravery and resourcefulness propels him to lead. 9 tumbles into life in this apocalyptic world and immediately befriends 2 (Martin Landau) and 5 (John C. Reilly). His leadership is vehemently opposed by the eldest, 1 (Christopher Plummer) – who prefers a passive resistance to social uprising. There is also the obsessive, slightly deranged artistic 6 (Crispin Glover, proving typecasting can successfully extend into animated frontiers); the Amazon-like 7 (Jennifer Connelly); the rotund and brutish 8 (Fred Tatasciore); and the mute twins 2 and 3. Together, the group work to overcome adversity – pitting their collective will against great odds. The Great Beast is vanquished and replaced by the Great Machine – a succession of grating Greats gradually making me grumpy.

Whilst 9 has been beautifully animated in CGI, it sadly lacks originality. In truth, the addition of a script to the film contributed largely to its downfall. At 80 minutes, 9’s characters only have time to establish themselves as flimsy stereotypes devoid of substance, and impossible to empathise with. I quite simply did not care – their trials were textbook, their lives were disposable and how can you love a 1 dimensional drawing? The plotline was also all too familiar. By now, viewers know all about the war-ravaged earth, the idea of man losing against machine, triumphing against great odds, the resilient protagonist … For the most part, watching 9 felt like I was watching someone play a well-animated Role Play game.

9 is a film with an identity crisis – too graphic and violent for children, with rotting dead bodies abounding in post-apocalyptic earth; and concurrently too superficial for adults. 9 exists in a cold no-man’s land – targeting hardened up kids, and backseat video gamers, wanting to exhume their sport into a larger frontier.

Aug 5, 2009

The Soundcaster - Unhinged

THE SOUNDCASTERS – Unhinged
(Independent)
Unhinged? Awkward cringe.

When I was younger, I shared my friend’s garage with his impressive bong collection, and every Saturday I would be woken by the neighbor’s band. This takes me back there. The Soundcasters’ Unhinged is a 10-song release covering such subject matter as: sorrow, lost love, nocturnal needs, apathy and hate. Unhinged’s opening track, My Golden One, features Clint Morrow’s morose and atonal voice repeating phrases such as I’m out of my mind and Where have you been/ Where is my mind/ I wanna live/ I wanna die like mantras. Each song averages about 4.3 minutes, which seems excessive – largely due to uninspired lyrics which display the emotional and lyrical maturity of an emotionally stunted 12 year old. Personally, if the vocals were somehow removed, I would find this album relatively inoffensive and listenable. The verses of Inner Demons provide melodic vocals, contrasting nicely with simplistic guitar ornamentation before diving into a more driving rock chorus. The Soundcasters certainly aren’t the worst rock band I’ve even heard… they are simply consistent sounding dude-rock akin to musical oatmeal.

Hunz - Thoughts That Move

Hunz – Thoughts That Move
(Independent)
A record put out in twenty-eight days, far exceeds 10 years of output from 28 Days.

Hunz’s Thoughts That Move was constructed in twenty-eight days for the RPM challenge (a call-out to bands to partake in a sort-of Ready Steady Cook equivalent of record making… Ready Steady Rock!). Thoughts That Move comprises ten songs showcasing sparkly synths, glitchy beats and Hunz’s melancholy multi-tracked voice. The opener, ‘It’s So Light’, slaps me onto the dancefloor – denying expectations of an intimate exposure to Hunz’s inner sanctum, in favour for beats and bass. The driving beats continue with Soon, Soon – a popsong guaranteed to make the cool kids dance (and self-consciously interpretive dance in the breakdowns). Hunz has produced an album which glitters like a subdued ecstasy high. While I found the synth ornamentation a little over the top, and savoured the restraint of Enough to Make You Smile; Hunz could not have chosen a better title for this album… Thoughts That Move feels like experiencing the heady rhythm and ecstasy of the dancefloor through a filter of someone else’s thoughts. It doesn’t quite meet the expectations of a full album but given the time frame, Hunz promises treasures in the future.

Marnie Stern – This Is It & I Am It & You Are It & So Is That & He Is It & She Is It & It Is It & That Is That

Marnie Stern – This Is It & I Am It & You Are It & So Is That & He Is It & She Is It & It Is It & That Is That

Marnie Stern fell into my heart like a turbo-powered, diamond-encrusted jet spilling beams of multicoloured lights on my heart’s interior valves. Stern’s hyperactively titled second album marks her inauguration as not only a Guitar Goddess but a psychedelic pop princess wielding her powers (finger tapping and relentless high-pitched, multitracked vocals) for the good of the people. Propelled by Hella’s Zach Hill, Stern’s second album thrashes and writhes; echoing the free and absolute being of a Dionysian Ritual. This Is It… truly showcases Stern’s talent and eccentricity – it is perfectly structured, unabating, strong and absolutely feminine. I want to live here.