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...what makes it all the more terrifying. One is compelled to watch this sympathetic character turn into a killer; and yet one suddenly realizes the extent of the evil. The director does not, as in so many American movies, simply scare the audience. Unlike Straw Dogs, or a Deer Hunter, the film does not manipulate the audience by quick cuts to gruesome scenes, so that one fears every sudden change of scene. That, in effect, is manipulated terror: one fears what gore might come next. In Jimmie Blacksmith, however, Schepisi imbues his simple close-ups with increasing echoes of horror...
...startlingly apolitical--mostly gossip about who's sleeping with whom, who's breaking up with whom. They are afraid of the Trilateral Commission; they don't think too much of Jimmy Carter--nothing too deep, no trace, for example, of Marxism. When they are busted for killing a deer (they are innocent), each character recites a list of his/her previous arrests--in '70, '72--and it all sounds so far away, so remote from anything they're thinking or feeling now. The closing credits play over Polaroid snapshots...
...keep to their own turf. When they hunt near the border of another pack's range, they howl out early warning systems so there will be no inadvertent confrontation. And they leave buffer zones between territories, not merely to keep the peace, but to provide safety areas where deer are allowed to breed...
...mountain, all appears to be devastated, a sea of gray volcanic ash. Geologists and biologists believe it will be decades before life comes back to the mountain's highest slopes. Yet lower down, in what looks like a totally forbidding, colorless world, life, incredibly, is returning. Deer tracks have been spotted on otherwise barren slopes; new growths of ferns and skunk cabbage are poking through the ash. Tree sprouts are "coming up beautifully," says John Allen, 72, geology professor emeritus at Portland State University...
Welcome to John Sayles' going-away party for the the idealism of the Nixon years. Not much "happens" in Secaucus. Some songs are sung, a few partners change, and the whole gang is falsely arrested for mur dering a deer - or, as one of them describes the charge, "Bambicide." Sayles has appropriated the discursive, episodic format of many recent films (and the spirit of that charming, intelligent Swiss com edy Jonah Who Will Be 25 in the Year 2000), but he constructs individual scenes with the deftness of a Billy Wilder. His dialogue often circles back...