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Old Planet in the Air: A Precious Saints Story

By Genevieve Burgess | Posted Under DVD Releases | Comments (19)



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Precious: Based on the Novel “Push” by Sapphire: “How much can you handle? That’s the central theme of Precious, a Job parable without religious overtones. It’s more of a fairy tale, complete with an ogre who will whoop your ass unless she get the welfare. Precious is a child with children of her own, accepting hope not out some naive belief that perseverance will champion the day, but because she literally has absolutely nothing else to hold on to. It’s Greek tragedy for BET — harsh, unyielding, and unwilling to give easy answers or a shiny happy resolution. The story delves into after-school special territory with raw anger — for every Dangerous Minds aphorism, there’s a spit-in-your-face, gouge-out-your-eyes cruel truth. And those aren’t even the more scarring moments — it’s the casually carried out horrors that kick you in the gut. You don’t watch Precious for the plot; it’s just a slightly repackaged version of every harrowing film that blossoms in time for awards season. You watch for the performances, and by God, there is some fine actressin’ of the highest degree going on here. Precious easily contains one of the best performances of this decade, but it is little other than a ghastly tale acted at a breathtaking caliber.” - Brian Prisco

Old Dogs: “so the old day she finds out she has two kids who are twins from another lady from the time that the old lady went to miamee and had too many funny drimks. and the old day and the dimple man they have to take care fo the kids while the mom is in jail for something i dunno. and then they mix up there pills and ha ha ha ha the old layd hits that cha ching guy in the balls with a golf ball ha ha ha ha ha ha ha haha! and also the dimple man takes some midincine that makes him smile relly big like the joker and it is funny cause he was at a bereevement meeting and he could not stop smiling and he loved ot eat pie! it made my side split open and i think that mite be where my brane stem floated out. ha ha ha ha ha hah ahaha. it looks like conrad!” - Dustin Rowles

Planet 51: “On a lesser yet still rather infuriating note, the filmmakers have not only continued to indulge Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson’s self-imposed imprisonment within kiddieflickland, but some executive got the bright idea to use him only as “voice talent” instead of crafting his character in Johnson’s likeness. So, instead of providing any conciliatory eyecandy, the character that houses Johnson’s voice ended up looking like Conan O’Brien on steroids and acting like Buzz Lightyear on quaaludes (a “BuzzLite,” if you will), which doesn’t exactly encourage a flattering twist of audience panties.” - Agent Bedhead

Up in the Air: “While Ryan’s job obviously holds depressing consequences for the person sitting at the other end of the desk, it has also taken a toll on Ryan. In order to seemingly make his dirty work tolerable, Ryan has alienated himself from everyone around him. Like Hugh Grant in About a Boy (2002), Ryan relishes being an island, unreachable thanks to a job that puts him on the road and in the air 320 days of the year. In his spare time, Ryan is a motivational speaker who preaches the benefits of this lifestyle choice. As he so eloquently pitches to his audience, “Make no mistake, your relationships are the heaviest components in your life. All those negotiations and arguments and secrets, the compromises. The slower we move the faster we die. Make no mistake, moving is living. Some animals were meant to carry each other, to live symbiotically over a lifetime. Star-crossed lovers, monogamous swans. We are not swans. We are sharks.” Imagine his surprise then when he meets Alex (Vera Farmiga), a woman who tells Ryan “I’m just like you but with a vagina.” As time passes, their relationship deepens, particularly through a weekend trip to Ryan’s younger sister’s wedding (the bride and groom are played by Melanie Lynskey and Danny McBride). Yet, the couple must decide if they are capable of putting aside habit and reaching out for a meaningful connection.” - Drew Morton

Capitalism: A Love Story: “First, and this criticism goes back to Moore’s first film Roger & Me (1989), I sometimes find myself distrustful of Moore’s persona and his editorial hand. Specifically, in Roger & Me, Moore rigged his rhetorical deck of cards. As Pauline Kael noted in her review of the film, Moore depicted events out of chronological order, creating a new chain of cause and effect with the hope of producing an emotional response from an event that never actually occurred (specifically Roger Smith’s speech is linked to a family being evicted). I find myself distrustful of these techniques and that they ultimately hamper an argument’s sway with me. Perhaps this is a matter of personal preference, but I find Moore’s arguments best articulated by others beside himself or in evidence that does not directly involve him. In his case, self-reflexivity strikes me as a means of creating a persona. Hence my distaste for a scene in Capitalism in which Moore rents out an armored car and drives up to AIG, calling up to the CEO’s office on a bull horn, demanding a citizen’s arrest and that federal bailout money be returned to the U.S. Treasury. While I can acknowledge the humor inherent in the situation, I often feel that these antics are the cinematic equivalent to trying to kill a fly with a sledgehammer.” - Drew Morton

Boondock Saints II: All Saints Day: “Did you like the rough and tumble, shoot ‘em up smart mouth sass of the first Boondock Saints? Then you’re in luck. Because Troy Duffy decided to make practically the same film. The decade-long delay shows in the actor’s faces, but other than that, you can pretty much place All Saints Day over the first film and trace with a kelly green crayon. Which isn’t necessarily a criticism. Fans don’t ask much from a Boondock Saints movie. Busting chops then busting heads, then busting more chops, then busting more heads. As much of a douchebag reputation Duffy has built for himself, it says something about him that he made the effort to bring back the entire cast, through flashbacks where necessary, and they all hoisted their pints and toasted him. The sequel is a damn fine nod to the fans of the series, but it’s got all the flaws and foibles of the first film. Duffy basically tossed back two shots of Bushmills, cranked the Dropkick Murphys to 11, and drove the family station wagon into the river. It’s wild, over-the-top, dumb-as-fuck fun, but it’s not a particularly well-assembled film. But Duffy never gave a shit about that, so you can like it or take it somewhere else, fucko.” - Brian Prisco









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Comments

"It’s Greek tragedy for BET — harsh, unyielding, and unwilling to give easy answers or a shiny happy resolution. The story delves into after-school special territory with raw anger — for every Dangerous Minds aphorism, .."


A perfect example of the white, euro-hipster-centric Pajiba mindset, I bet if it had been directed by JJ Abrams and cast with Zoey Deschanel as Precious the review would have been GLOWING.

/this was racist

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at March 9, 2010 7:14 PM

Boondock Saints fans don't expect much...out of life. And life doesn't expect much out of them...rightly so.

Posted by: Case at March 9, 2010 7:15 PM

Yeah, I remember really getting aggravated at the Precious review when it was posted and this snippet is doing nothing to assauge me. It's a damn fine film, mixing stark realism with escapist fantasy and a healthy dose of an authentic and realistic triumph over adversity angle. The whole cast is stellar, not just Mo'Nique.

To claim this is just the same old story told for the BET set is a bit off-putting, to put it politely. Is it for the BET set because the cast is primarily black? Because the director is black? Because the screenwriter and original author are black? Because Oprah and Tyler Perry pushed it into a deserved wide release? Because the characters live in a poor neighborhood (with an unexpectedly well-laid-out two-story apartment)? Because of the welfare motivation? The fried chicken scene? I don't see this as a valid comparison. I really don't.

Posted by: Robert at March 9, 2010 7:41 PM

I could get in a longer argument over whether or not Precious is unique in any sense. I could get in an argument of whether or not the film was even worth the fucking hype it got. I could even argue about why Oprah needs to shut the fuck up (for many goddamn reasons). Instead...I'm just going to point this out.

BET

From her own goddamn acceptance speech. She thanked, "My entire BET family." So...in any reasonable sense do you think the film wasn't meant to be a "Greek tragedy for BET?"

Countless films have been made in this genre. From many perspectives. In the news we hear stories of men who trap their daughters for twenty years and constantly rape the fuck out of them. There is no "race" card being played here.

JJ Abrams and cast with Zoey Deschanel as Precious the review would have been GLOWING.

If that film were to be made I would blast the fuck out of it too.

Posted by: DeistBrawler at March 9, 2010 7:57 PM

If that film were to be made I would blast the fuck out of it too.

Posted by: DeistBrawler at March 9, 2010 7:57 PM

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Yeah, I bet you would have, Earl.

Don't you have mee'tin to get to?

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at March 9, 2010 8:06 PM

Did anyone else giggle at the thought of Zooey trying to play Precious? All downtrodden and mumbly. AND LENS FLARE!
And what piece of Pajiba-bait plays Mo'nique in this? Christina Hendricks? Or do we really cast against type and go with RyRey?

Posted by: Optimus Rhyme at March 9, 2010 8:16 PM

No. The meetings are on Saturdays and I can never fucking understand them when they say, "Its over yonder."

What the fuck is a yonder? Is that a mile? Ten feet? A hundred yards?

Assholes.

Posted by: DeistBrawler at March 9, 2010 8:17 PM

Did anyone else giggle at the thought of Zooey trying to play Precious? All downtrodden and mumbly. AND LENS FLARE!

Posted by: Optimus Rhyme at March 9, 2010 8:16 PM
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I'm envisioning Dwight Yoakam as Mary.

Think about it...


/Slim: Producer, writer, dream-weaver.

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at March 9, 2010 8:31 PM

Well, someone doesn't follow Melissa Joan Hart on Twitter. If you did, you'd know her direct-to-DVD movie Nine Dead came out today.

Carry on, just wanted to be a dork for a minute.

And...accomplished.

Posted by: TWoP_Fan at March 9, 2010 9:02 PM

No Blu-Ray?

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at March 9, 2010 9:07 PM

Uggh. Precious! Will no one rid me of this overrated, overblown, omnipresent celluloid stupidity? Try walking 20 feet in this cartoon country without hearing someone, ANYONE, droning on and on about this bizarrely popular film “of the moment”. White Americans especially, seem to have an almost religious experience upon viewing Precious (as do a worrisome number of black Americans, who should probably have their heads soaked.) I’ve lost count of the number of conversations I’ve been privy to, be they at the water cooler or at a child’s birthday party, where whites have spoken of their Precious post-viewing experience as “eye-opening” even “life-changing.” Days ago, I actually heard a white woman say that she “never realized Black people live like that.”

Mmm-hmm.

Only in the US of A-holes would white people feel radically educated after watching a 90 minute fictional movie, as to the darker underbelly of ghetto life. It brings to mind an incident involving my girlfriend. She was at a get-together, where the impossibly idiotic Boyz In the Hood was being screened for the evening. As the closing credits rolled, a college-educated white boy, turned to my equally college-educated and quite black girlfriend, and with all of the earnestness of someone perhaps just recovering from a screening of Precious, said, “oh my God...I had no idea what is was like for you to grow up in the ‘hood!” That was almost 20 years ago. Nice to see that things have changed so dramatically.

While it may be hyperbolic to flat out state that if it’s “black” and white people like it, people of color should run in the other direction, I suspect that such a statement isn’t too far off the mark. Just as pathetic white male film critics embraced the instantly-dated clusterfuck that was Juno, professing it, irony be damned, to be some sort of feminist watershed, for the last 12 months, we’ve had to suffer through scores more whites (and a few more blacks who again, should REALLY have their heads soaked) declaring Precious - a preposterous tale about an illiterate, whale of a 16-year-old living with a crummy mama, raped and impregnated not once, but twice (!) by her even crummier father and raising a retarded baby - as a somehow larger than life (no pun intended) morality tale about the modern black American experience. I ask once more, will no one rid me of this overrated, overblown, omnipresent celluloid stupidity?

Posted by: Ralph Hernandez at March 9, 2010 9:16 PM

"we’ve had to suffer through scores more whites (and a few more blacks who again, should REALLY have their heads soaked)"

Or hanged, maybe?

/nice crew you got here, Rowles.

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at March 9, 2010 9:26 PM

BarbadoSlim, tsk-tsk-tsk. Equating an admonishment to misplaced loyalties with hate crimes. Proving once again the illiteracy and general, perhaps congenital, stupidity of the average, modern, web-savvy American. I type "soak" and you see three K's. Asshole!

Another hand for BarbadoSlim...BarbadoSlim, everyone!

Now go away.

Posted by: Ralph Hernandez at March 9, 2010 10:50 PM

As a white person of color and and major contributor toward both The Advancement Of Minorities In The Klan and Adding Cream To The Appollo's Coffee, I am horribly offended at everything everybody has said.

Not just on this particular thread, mind you, but anywhere ever.

Anywhere.

Ever.

Posted by: Skitz at March 9, 2010 11:02 PM

"The Advancement Of Minorities In The Klan and Adding Cream To The Appollo's Coffee"

I believe both of those titles are available at Alibris.com.

Posted by: Ralph Hernandez at March 9, 2010 11:29 PM

BSlim, I Know that you have a certain schtick but even playfully berating Mr. Prisco is a bit over the top, even for you, sir.
The man liked the film. He praised the acting and pointed out flaws in the script and pacing.
I genuinely like you, Juan and know that you are a good man but stirring up racial tensions seems beneath you.

Your pal,

Doc Spender

Posted by: Spender at March 10, 2010 12:39 AM

To claim this is just the same old story told for the BET set is a bit off-putting, to put it politely. Is it for the BET set because the cast is primarily black? Because the director is black? Because the screenwriter and original author are black? Because Oprah and Tyler Perry pushed it into a deserved wide release? Because the characters live in a poor neighborhood (with an unexpectedly well-laid-out two-story apartment)? Because of the welfare motivation? The fried chicken scene?

Actually, it's more like this:

BET movie * Lifetime movie / Requiem for a Dream = Precious.

Yes, it was a good movie; but you can't argue with the mathematical proof that this is basically what it felt like to watch Precious. It's one of those good movies you never watch again.

Posted by: DoctorControversy at March 10, 2010 11:42 AM

Not to defend Precious OR to bash it (because I haven't seen it, and don't want to) my interpretation of Mo'Nique's thanking her BET family was because she has a talk show. On BET. Ergo, she was thanking her talk show family, who have supported her long before anyone ever knew she was a "real" actress.

Posted by: cydeleida at March 10, 2010 4:01 PM

DVD release date of "Extreme Measures"
Thank you very much.

Jim Crandell
Kansas City

Posted by: Jim Crandell at April 13, 2010 6:59 PM