Southland Tales

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Gellar in Southland Tales
We’re huge fans of Richard Kelly’s first film Donnie Darko and have been eagerly awaiting his follow-up, Southland Tales. Hopefully we’ll get to see it. Evidently, it’s even more bizarre than Darko and has yet to find a distributor. The Voice has a review from Cannes. It sounds like Southland Tales will either be genius or dreadful. It’s difficult to predict since we only agree with Voice critic, J. Hoberman, about 10% of the time.

In the shadow of Da Vinci, Cannes ’06’s first great film: A visionary American comedy about the end of times…
Kelly’s second feature is as talented as—and even more ambitious than—his debut, the cult hit Donnie Darko. A high-voltage farrago of unsynopsizable plots and counterplots, Southland Tales unfolds—mid-presidential campaign—in an alternate, pre- and post-apocalyptic universe where Texas was nuked on July 5, 2005, and a German multinational has figured out how to produce energy from ocean water. The mode is high-octane sci-fi social satire; the cast is large and antic (with wrestler Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson as an anxious, amnesiac action hero and Sarah Michelle Gellar biting down hard on the role of socially conscious porn queen Krysta Now).
Essentially, Southland Tales is a big-budget, widescreen underground movie. (“Star-Spangled to Death,” one colleague commented as we left the screening.) Filled with throwaway gags and trippy special effects, it’s a comedy as well. Philip K. Dick is the presiding deity—the movie is thick with drugs, paranoia, and time-travel metaphysics—although Karl Marx (and his family) keep surfacing in various guises, including the last remnant of the Democratic Party. The film is a mishmash of literary citations, interpolated music videos, and movie references‚Äîmost obviously to Robert Aldrich’s Kiss Me Deadly—but it’s even more concerned with evoking the ubiquitous media texture of contemporary American life.
At two hours and 40 minutes, Southland Tales flirts with the ineffable and also the unreleasable. There’s no U.S. distributor; nor does the movie’s humor, much of it predicated on a familiarity with American television, political rhetoric, and religious cant, seem designed to travel easily. Received with a lusty round of boos and a smattering of applause, Southland Tales provoked the festival’s most negative press screening and hostile press conference since The Da Vinci Code. The first question suggested (incorrectly) that Kelly’s movie had set a Cannes record for number of walkouts and asked the director how he felt.
Why was the Kelly Code too much to take? Sensory overload is certainly a factor, but unlike Da Vinci, Southland Tales actually is a visionary film about the end of times. There hasn’t been anything comparable in American movies since Mulholland Drive.

Comments

  1. mulholland drive: much better than most people thought it was.
    donnie darko: not as good as most people said it was.
    and: time travel AGAIN? does the proverbial “bag of tricks” contain only one?

  2. Teenwolf says:

    Don’t forget…three of the best films of all-time were on the subject of time travel. And all three starred Michael J. Fox.
    But, seriously, Southland Tales sounds amazing. I can’t wait.

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