Streaming Review: Black Crab

 

I’ve been busy the last two weeks looking after my sweetie-wife and her hip replacement but now I am back for regular updates.

Saturday evening, we watched the Swedish film and debut feature from director/writer Adam Berg, Black Crab.

Noomi Rapace stars as Caroline as woman impressed into military service in the near future and on the losing end of a bloody atrocity filled war in the far north of Scandinavia. She joins a small squad and their near suicidal mission to cross frozen seas carrying mysterious cannisters that will determine the fate of the war. However, her motivation isn’t from duty or patriotism but rather to reunite with the daughter she lost at the start of the war and who is now at the location the cargo must be delivered to.

The cinematography and sound design of Black Crab are impeccable. The beauty, stillness, and constant danger of their quest is captured in image and sound that resonate even on the small screen. The squad tactic and firearm utilization look at appear grounded and realistic with Berg avoiding cliche displays of impossible skills but rather turning a more harrowing portrayal of what a firefight must actually be like. Rapace delivers a subtle and nuanced performance that always remind the viewer of his conflicted and troubled character without a need scenery chewing.

Ber and co-writer Pelle Radstrom made some interesting choices that I think were done to keep the piece apolitical. The characters speak in Swedish, but their location is the far northwest coast of Norway, and the ‘enemy’ is never seen clearly or is their nationality identified. The greater political motivations of the war are utterly irrelevant to the Rapace’s character and are therefore absent from her story.

Halfway through the film a mild science-fictional elements is introduced and drives nearly everyone’s motivation from that point onward save for Rapace and her absolute need to reunite with her daughter.

Black Crab’s greatest weakness is the film’s final act. The set-up and action unfolds in a manner that makes the story ultimate resolution both predictable and cliche. The film’s message appears to be that war is a stupid suicidal affair both for individuals and humanity in general. Hardly an original premise. However, I do not regret the less than two spent watching Black Crab, and your mileage may of course vary.

Black Crab is currently streaming on Netflix.

 

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The Past is Not Today

 

I can’t be counted as among the great fans of historical fiction. There are plenty of historical dramas, comedies, and even some fantasies, I’m looking at you Tim Powers, that I enjoy but it is not my primary genre of fiction.

However, if your historical fiction, be it fantastic or not, gets some very basic things wrong, so wrong that I am noticing, then you are in trouble.

It is important to remember that the people of the past, while still very much people, had utterly different world views than people today. The further into the past you set your fiction the further removed from modern thinking and speaking will be the characters actions. And that doesn’t get into the little trick of language that are more modern than you might expect.

‘Hello’ as a general greeting is a product of the telephone and as very nearly ‘ahoy.’ (Something C.L. Polk dropped into her Witchmark series without explanation that I just adored.)

‘Point of no return’ is a turn of phrase coined with the coming of the age of aircraft.

‘Hands of time’ is something you only say once clocks have become common.

And the ahistorical element that bugged me last night.

People conquered by Imperial Rome did NOT become citizens of Rome. That was a vastly tiny number of people they became subjects of the empire. Getting that wrong displays, a vast ignorance of Rome, its history, and its people.

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Revisiting The Night House

 

August of 2021, I returned to the theaters for the suspense/horror film The Night Houseproduced by and starring Rebecca Hall. Over the past two weekends I have revisited the movie on Blu-ray. (Amazon had a sale with the disc over half off its retail price.)

I am pleased to report that the film works perfectly well on a second viewing as it did on its first.

Rebecca Hall plays Beth a public-school teacher and skeptic who is dealing with the sudden and inexplicable suicide of her beloved and devoted husband. After events prompt her to investigate his cell phone, she discovers that Owen took hundreds of photos of women, all strangers to Beth, who bear an uncanny resemblance to her. Plagued by nighttime visitations and visions that may be the product of overwhelming and suppressed grief Beth gradually moves from Skeptic to a believer in the supernatural with the possibility that Owen’s spirit has returned from beyond the grave to her.

The Night House is a sterling example of how a horror film can have real tension, real stakes, without requiring a body count or a monstrous example of violence every ten minutes. This is not to slag on those movies that work that way, the beauty of the genre is that it is wide and deep enough to welcome as film such as The Night House where an ambiguous ending leaves open the possibility that everything was the product of a grief shattered mind to the nine films of the Texas Chain Saw franchise that exists on its devotion to blood and violence. Personally, I am more drawn to films like The Night House where slow building dread drives the terror but far be it from me to denigrate what works for others.

 

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Learning to Watch Episodic Television

 

Not me mind you, I grew up watching TV in the 60s and 70s. Episodic TV was normal for most of my life, but it is a relic of a time now past, and some people have trouble engaging with it.

I follow a number of podcasts where younger people watch movies and television and hearing their interaction with an episodic series like the original run of Star Trek is interesting.

Having known pretty much only serialized story telling where the events of earlier episodes influence or even drive the events of later episodes they are sometimes befuddled when the character don’t reach back and use solutions that they have already discovered. Or when the characters act surprised to learn some fantastic historical fact more than once. Such as ancient Greek gods were in fact visiting aliens, such as in original Star Trek episodes Who Mourns for Adonais and Plato’s Stepchildren. It is unnatural to their story consuming habits to treat each and every individual episode as a unique story independent of the others.

This is not a slight on them. Art changes and the art forms of earlier generations are rarely consumed or interpreted the same by following generations.  I have seen people perplexed by Rick in Casablanca waiting so long to shoot Major Strasser unused to a production code that forbade the hero for shooting a man, even a Nazi, who had not yet pulled his weapon. Strasser must try to shoot Rick before Rick is justified in shooting Strasser.

It will be interesting to see what new evolutions in story telling confound and confuse future artistic consumers.

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Can The World Please Stop Burning?

 

Man, the entire world seems to be a massive trash fire.

Russia, desiring to rebuild the former ‘glory’ of the Soviet Empire, more accurately Vladimir Putin, invaded the Ukraine. It is open, ugly, and deadly war. The West needs to be smart, cautious, and resolute if this is to have anything approaching a good ending with a free Ukraine and Baltic States.

It is looking more and more likely that the Supreme Court of the United States, with a conservative majority more than willing to tarnish the institution as an arm of one of the major political parties, will later this year overturn Roe v Wade marking what I think it the first time in American history that a recognized right will be repealed. There have been many rights that state and federal governments have failed to recognize but I think this is the first to be respected and then repealed.

Vast swaths of the Republican Party are now openly anti-democratic viewing elections not as the will of the populace but procedures to the hacked, manipulated, and subverted for their own benefit.

The Texas governor, not content with his citizens freezing to death while his senator evacuates to sunny Mexico, now wishes for the parents of trans children, and their existence is reality if you like or not, should possibly be investigated for child abuse if they support their child’s identity. As always with these people it is parental rights for me but not for thee.

 

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Resident Alien: Mid-Season Impressions

 

The SyFy channel’s series Resident Alien has been progressing through its second season and now with several episodes completed here are my thoughts.

For those who missed the first season the show is about an alien whose mission was to destroy human life on Earth. However, after crashing he becomes stranded and adopts the identity of a doctor in a tiny Colorado mountain town. The second season continue the story with several residents of the town aware of the doctor’s true nature and the conflict between the alien ‘harry’ and his emotional ties to his friends and humanity in general. There are also secret government agencies chasing after Harry to capture him.

The second season feels a little more scattered, with less narrative momentum than the first one, though the character interaction and rich comedy are still quite present. Harry had clear goals is season one which provided most of the character’s motivations and in this season, he seems more adrift, more buffeted by the plot than driving it. That said, the ending is where this ties together and it, they pull it off then the season will still be a success,

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Odds and Ends

 

So here are a few tidbits of personal news and happenings. Nothing earthshaking just life.

My novel in progress is coming along nicely. It is a military SF novel and this week it will likely pass 38,000 words written out of a total that should land somewhere in the area of 100,000. This version — I have written the story before to less than satisfactory results — is flowing much better and perhaps is even coming out better. I am averaging just over 1100 words a day five days a week.

Saturday, I ran the last session of my Space Opera for probably a month. Health concerns in my household are going to take up the majority of my time until late March. I am very pleased to say that the session was a success and while we ended in the middle of an adventure people seemed happy.

Royalty statements show sporadic sales of my published novel, Vulcan’s Forge but there is apparently no recovery from having the book released the same week that the world closed for the 2-year pandemic. Such is life. I can only move forward from here.

 

 

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Nightmare Alley (The Novel) — First Impressions

 

With del Toro’s recent release of Nightmare Alley, which is fantastic, and being a fan of the classic and also great 1947 production starring Tyrone Power, I thought it was time to read the source novel that both films adapted their screenplays from.

I am only a few chapters into William Lindsay Gresham’s novel Nightmare Alley, but I have already seen some fairly interesting and fundamental changes that both productions effected.

By far the most consequential change has been the age of Stanton Carlisle the story protagonist. Tyrone Power when he played the charming but doomed Stan was 33 and Bradley Cooper the star of del Toro’s production was 45 when filming started. However, in the novel, at least at the start of the story with Stan already a member of the 10-in-1 midways show, that character was a mere 21 years old. When Zeena seduces Stan because Pete’s alcoholism has rendered him impotent, it is Stan’s first sexual encounter. Stan’s naĂŻvetĂ© in sexual matters and in life is already key elements in the novel’s construction.

That said it is clear that both adaptations paid serious respect to the novel, and I look forward to finishing the book.

 

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I Must Be Getting Old

 

First off, I am sorry that there haven’t been updates the past couple of weekdays. I just haven’t had a lot to write about on this blog before I go to work and perhaps it is because the work on my novel is going very well. (My minimum word count goal for the end of this week was to be at 30,000 words and I will be just north of 33,000. Yay team me!)

Later today I am going to be picking up from my local library branch a copy of as play Pools Paradise: A Farce in 3 acts by Phillip King. Now I am not the type of person who just sits around and reads plays for entertainment. Go and see them yes in pre-covid times but read them, not so much. What makes this different is that way way back in 1979 I appeared in a community theater production of this play.

This what I mean by I must be getting old, the reliving of things from my teenage youth.

I had a tremendously fun time acting in that play. The rehearsal where one actor flubbed a line in the climatic third act but the cascade from that out of sequence line delivery altered the next person’s line and then the next, tumbling out of control until it came around to me and not only did I have to work out the right line I had to do math on the fly in my head so the number that I said would actually match up to where we were in the characters countdown toward victory. The opening night when a prop clock flew off the stage, as it had during final dress rehearsal during which the director had advised the actor that if it did that the director would return it to the stage and that the actor should NOT leave the stage to get it. Or course she did, bouncing it off the tips of her fingers sending it rolling up the aisle where she chased like a kitten.

For a few months now I have been thinking about that play, what I remember from it and so on. Last week I discovered the city library has a copy and I had them dispatch to my local branch. It will be curious to see what I think of it reading something I spent so much time on 43 years ago.

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Movie Review: Death on the Nile

 

2022’s Death on the Nile is the second Hercule Poirot adaptation directed by and starring Kenneth Branagh as Christie’s famous Belgium detective.

After a brief prolog set during World War I, supplying some details of Poirot’s background, and a short sequence in a London Jazz club establishing some of the central characters the story starts off in earnest along the Nile river where, by seeming chance, encounter Poirot meets with an old friend and is soon entwined with a wealthy heiress’ wedding celebration. The heiress, Linnet Ridgeway and her husband are fearful a jealous ex-lover is stalking and may do harm to Linnet for stealing away her fiancĂ©. Also aboard are a collection of eccentric characters who later all are revealed to have possible motivations for murder.

A good half of the film is dedicated to the set-up, giving the audience plenty of time to learn about the characters from their actions before Murder starts the tension climbing. After the murder and with suspicions quite high life aboard the chartered steamer turns dangerous and with its body count Death on the Nile does a far impression of a slasher where the kills are not graphically on screen.

Unlike the previous film in the adaptation series, Murder on the Orient Express, the resolution is quite believable though pushed the edge of credibility. The screenplay retains Christie’s hobbit of withholding some clue and revealing them only in the detective monolog but aside from that aspect the movie is quite enjoyable. Apparently invented for this film the background on Poirot gave the story some added depth and emotional resonance.

Death on the Nile is a decent film, better that Murder on the Orient Express and worth a watch.

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