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Lawrence's style, naturally lit and roughly realistic, matches the writing. Lantana sometimes has the air of a routine police procedural, sometimes the quality of a dour film noir. But this movie, so alert to mischance and dreams that don't quite work out as they should, has a good soul, a heart yearning for decency. What's terrific about it is the way it lets us discover those qualities subtly, inferentially...
...characters into the weirdest Wonderland, as if Twin Peaks were to morph into Blue Velvet. It's not all intelligible, but it's always fabulous. Like the Coen brothers' excellent The Man Who Wasn't There, Lynch's laugh-scream of a movie dwells lusciously in the Kingdom of Noir. It ransacks old-movie style to create an avant-movie nightmare...
...characters into the weirdest Wonderland, as if Twin Peaks were to morph into Blue Velvet. It's not all intelligible, but it's always fabulous. Like the Coen brothers' excellent The Man Who Wasn't There, Lynch's laugh-scream of a movie dwells lusciously in the Kingdom of Noir. It ransacks old-movie style to create an avant-movie nightmare...
Thornton's seriousness comes through best in his work, including the three movies he's starring in this season: in Bandits, which opened last month, he plays a Woody Allenish neurotic bank robber; in the Coen brothers' retro film noir The Man Who Wasn't There, he's a poignantly understated 1940s Job; and in December's death-row drama Monster Ball, his depressed prison guard finds a reason for living in a mixed-race relationship with Halle Berry. This guy does all right for himself...
...what's the Piano Man been up to lately? Writing classical music. Billy Joel's latest CD is a collection of 10 pretty solo-piano miniatures with such earnest titles as Invention in C Minor and Fantasy (Film Noir). Unlike Sir Paul McCartney's elephantine blunderings into the concert hall, these pieces are modest in scale, as well as unabashedly romantic, and pianist Richard Joo plays them as if they were spun gold. Alas, they sound like the work of a promising student so in love with Chopin and Liszt that he has yet to find his own voice...