Romancefest 2015: The Well-Digger's Daughter

What better way to end Romancefest 2015 than with this charming little gem from France, 2011's THE WELL-DIGGER'S DAUGHTER, written, directed by and starring Daniel Auteuil.

Daniel Auteuil stars as the titular well-digger, toiling away in the picturesque hills outside a small French village with his friend and partner (Kad Merad). The titular daughter (Astrid Berges-Frisbey) has been away becoming refined in Paris, and has returned to her widowed father and the rest of her many sisters to help take care of the family. She is as selfless and caring as she is beautiful, and her father's partner would like to marry her. Her father wouldn't mind because it'd keep her close.

Alas, she's already met the son of a shopkeeper, a stunt pilot (Nicolas Duvauchelle) who wins her heart by carrying her across a river and giving her a ride on his motorbike. They're of different classes, but that doesn't matter: sparks fly and soon she's pregnant.

In a last minute misunderstanding, the pilot leaves to fight in WWI, entrusting his mother (Sabine Azema) to deliver a note explaining everything to the well-digger's daughter. Instead, his mother burns the note, and now our beautiful heroine is stuck. Her father's friend also leaves to fight in the war, but not before she confesses her condition to him. He's a nice guy -- he understands.

Dad understands, too, but something must be done, so he hikes his whole family up to see the potential future in-laws only to be turned away. The pilot's father (Jean-Pierre Darroussin) is more understanding than the mother, but still, no dice.

Anything beyond that gets into spoiler territory so let's talk about what a joy the movie is. The lead, Astrid Berges-Frisbey, is a beauty of course, and so is the other star of the film, the French country-side. Watching the film I was reminded of a couple of French classics, JEAN DE FLORETTE and MANON DES SOURCES, and reading up on the film after watching it, it's no wonder -- all of these stories sprang from the same source, French novelist and filmmaker Marcel Pagnol.

So Romancefest 2015 comes to an end. This year I saw more contemporary films than usual, but also more countries' worth of films than usual, so it was more of an international Romancefest than previous years. This is the 6th annual Romancefest, so that means I've now seen and written about 164 romantic movies -- I failed one year, so I'm short a few. Still, that's a lot. Romancefest might be wheezing to a finish. I don't know if I can keep it up, or if I want to. But, we'll see.

Romancefest 2015: The Secret in Their Eyes

I've been meaning to see this 2009 flick from Spain ever since it won the Best Foreign Language Film category at the Academy Awards.

Ricardo Darin stars as a police detective who becomes obsessed with a rape/murder he investigated early in his career and decides to write a novel about it in his retirement. In doing so he decides to go back and visit his old boss, the attractive and graceful Soleded Villamil, who he was always interested in but never knew exactly how to make a move.

The film jumps back and forth in time and in and out of Darin's novel as we unravel the mystery: Darin believes he was able to figure out who the killer was based on the look in a suspect's eyes. Villamil isn't so sure that's possible.

We follow the investigation as Darin checks in with the victim's (Carla Quevedo)) husband (Pablo Rago), and follows up leads on his suspect (Isidoro Gomez).

Aside from the twisting and turning storyline that will keep you guessing, the greatest thing this movie has going for it is Darin as a leading man. He's so sympathetic and you believe in him so much, you'll follow him anywhere. This is an important quality to have in a detective lead in a mystery. Guys like Bogart played detectives for a reason: you believed they were hard edged when they needed to be even though you could tell they were softies underneath. They were guys you could trust. And you sense, just from looking at Darin's face, that you can trust him.

In a sense, Darin's face is a microcosm of the movie's entire point: maybe you can tell something important about someone just from the look in their eyes.

Romancefest 2015: Good Bye Lenin!

Let's go back to Germany for GOOD BYE LENIN, the 2003 flick from director Wolfgang Becker about an East German kid (Daniel Bruhl) who goes to great lengths to keep up the illusion of communism after the wall has come down.

Early on, we see flashbacks showing our hero as a little boy (Nico Ledermuller), illustrating how devoted to the Communist Party his mother (Katrin Saβ) is. She's recently broken-hearted, after her husband has fled to the west, and, after a brief catatonic state, becomes determined to raise her children in the best East Germany that she can.

On the eve of the Berlin Wall being torn down, Bruhl's mother collapses when she sees him being arrested as a protestor. She goes into a coma and does not wake up from it until after the wall is gone and freedom is on the march. The doctor tells Bruhl any minor shock could cause his mother to relapse and possibly die. Knowing the Brave New World will likely frighten his mother to death, Bruhl conspires with his sister (Maria Simon) and neighbors to make it look like East Germany and communism are still intact, as long as he can.

It's a funny and intriguing premise, and fairly well executed, but you're probably wondering where the romance is. Well, Bruhl does fall for his mother's beautiful but no-nonsense nurse (Chulpan Khamatova) and a romance does blossom, but I have to admit I was kind of wondering why this showed up on a romance list.

The greatest love story here is between mother and son, and it's actually portrayed nicely, though not normally what you'd think of when it comes to romance.

Perhaps the greatest weaknesses of the film lie in director Becker's stylistic flourishes, all obvious references to other (greater) filmmakers like Stanley Kubrick and Danny Boyle. He's clearly a student of cinema history, and clearly an enthusiastic director, but maybe a little too obvious. The movie's fun and inviting but if Becker's trying to score movie nerd points, he's trying a little too hard.

Romancefest 2015: Eat Drink Man Woman

What a beautiful movie! Ang Lee's Taiwanese flick from 1994, EAT DRINK MAN WOMAN, is beautiful not only to look at but also in spirit. This is really a "warm fuzzy" movie, as they used to say in pre-school.

Sihung Lung stars as a widowed father of three daughters, all of whom still live at home. They're all pursuing their individual lives and are getting ever closer to leaving the nest, and the only time they spend together is an elaborate weekly dinner Lung prepares for them.

Much of the movie's magic comes from the close attention paid to the rituals of cooking and eating. Lee's camera lovingly studies every ingredient, every method, every detail of Lung's (and others') complex, beautiful, fragrant, delicious dinners. Lee even captures the beauty and chaos behind the scenes of a giant restaurant kitchen, his camera floating freely amid the confusion.

The oldest daughter (Kuei-Mei Yang) has been single ever since her heart was broken, recently converted to Christianity, and teaches at a school where mysterious love notes have started showing up for her.

The middle daughter (Chien-lien Wu) is a successful executive at an airline who has recently purchased her own apartment and scored a promotion. She's also the only daughter to follow in her father's culinary footsteps, lamenting she was never allowed to cook since her father was always in charge, but that she loved playing in the kitchen when she was a child, and can now whip up a feast rivaling those of her father's when she visits her boyfriend.

The youngest daughter (Yu-Wen Wang) is a college student who works at a Wendy's and strikes up a relationship with her co-workers on-again/off-again boyfriend.

The passage of time is measured in who shows up to dinner, how many, who doesn't. All major family moments happen at the weekly feasts, usually in the form of announcements from the daughters. Dad's not always the most open, but he eventually does open up after a little booze in an amusing scene near the end of the flick.

There are a lot of little things to love about this movie, including a subplot in which Lung goes out of his way to start cooking a multi-course lunch for his elementary-age niece.

EAT DRINK MAN WOMAN does one of my favorite things that great movies do: it pays great attention to detail. This is not a story about the comings and goings in a general family. This is a very specific family, in a very specific place. The setting is vividly drawn through the use of the food, and that alone makes the movie unforgettable. 

Romancefest 2015: Aimee and Jaguar

Now we travel to WW2 Germany for 1999's AIMEE AND JAGUAR, starring Maria Schrader as a young Jewish woman who has obtained a fake identity and works a job at a Nazi propaganda newspaper, putting her in a front row seat to see the last days of Berlin.

She's also a lesbian, engaged in a sometimes platonic, sometimes romantic relationship with a maid (Johanna Wokalek) to an Aryan housewife (Juliane Kohler) who is married to a Nazi (Detley Buck). It isn't long before Schrader's gaze meets Kohler's and she sets sights on conquering the seemingly unconquerable – can she seduce an anti-Semite who is married to a Nazi?

What begins as a dangerous game blurs into the realm of real romance, and serves as just another example of Schrader's flirtations with danger in a dangerous world. Just living is dangerous for her – a Jew in the heart of Berlin, hobnobbing with the elite, can't help but live with danger. This relationship starts out as just another risk but develops into something more as Kohler's unexpectedly returned and intense affection changes Schrader.

The script delves surprisingly deep into relationship issues, not content to just rest on the fact that it's a Jew/Nazi lesbian love story. Rather than allowing the characters be the one dimensional reflections of their titles, it allows them to be real three dimensional people who have thoughts, feelings and opinions. In one particularly powerful scene, Kohler takes Schrader to task for treating her no better than her husband or other suitors have – as someone who can just be left alone and abandoned when it's convenient.

Romancefest 2015: Water

This might be the most tragic movie of Romancefest 2015. The ending snuck up on me, and although I enjoyed most of the movie, if you had asked me halfway through if I thought it was going to make me cry, I would have said no. And then I would have been wrong!

Another female director, Deepa Mehta, takes on the story of widows in India circa 1938. Hindu widows had three options at the time: die with their husbands, go into exile and poverty or, if the families agree, marry their dead husbands' younger brother.

Unfortunately, these rules coexist with the practice of marrying people as children, so as the movie opens we learn that a 7-year-old girl (Sara Kariyawasam) has suddenly found herself widowed and now faces the prospect of living the rest of her life in a crumbling home where other (much older) widows live out their lives, alone.

Among the widows we have the bloated tyrant (Manorama) who pimps out the most beautiful widow (Lisa Ray) on the side. On the other end of the spectrum, there is the wisest and kindest of the widows (Seema Biswas) who becomes a mother figure to our 7 year old protagonist.

The romance comes in as a young, open-minded follower of Gandhi (John Abraham) falls in love with Ray and pursues a relationship with her even though it is unheard of for a widow to re-marry.

Discussing the ending and why it is so tragic and tear jerking would get into spoiler territory, so I don't want to do that. Instead I'll say the movie's beautiful to look at and recommend you check it out yourself. The powerful ending makes it worth it.

Romancefest 2015: Still Life

China's STILL LIFE, a 2006 flick directed by Jia Zhangke, is unlike any movie I've ever seen. It is not a traditional romance, at all, but it is about two characters' searches for their husband or wife, respectively, set against an almost apocalyptic backdrop of a changing society.

STILL LIFE brings a coal miner (Han Sanming) and a nurse (Zhao Tao) from their province of Shanxi to Fengjie in search of their loved ones. Fengjie is crumbling as the community gets ready for the completion of a monstrous dam that will raise water levels so high that most of the city will be drowned in the process. It seems the biggest part of the economy, at the moment, is demolition – the characters wander through and live among demolished buildings, surrounded by rubble.

That might sound ugly, but the greatest strength of the movie is its beauty. Even though it is set among the urban ruins of a city straddling a polluted river under a smoggy sky, shot after shot features breathtaking scenery and memorable images.

Our two little lonely characters make their way through these huge landscapes, dwarfed by the world around them, in two separate but parallel stories of survival.

Han Sanming is particularly endearing as the coal miner who ends up working with a demolition crew and forming a bond with his co-workers as he searches for his wife. He's not to be messed with (he calmly pulls a switch blade on a con-man in the opening scene) but he's also not dangerous or unpleasant – just a quiet man who is on a mission and willing to do what he has to do.

Romancefest 2015: The Piano

That's right, it's THE PIANO, another movie I kinda/sorta saw when I was 13 but now I'm watching again as if it was the first time! Another female-directed entry into Romancefest, this one comes to us by way of Jane Campion and New Zealand.

Holly Hunter stars as a mute widow who travels to the wilds of New Zealand with her young daughter (Anna Paquin) when she's married off to a cold and distant frontiersman (Sam Neill). The only thing Hunter loves that brings her comfort is her piano, which makes the journey but is abandoned on the beach rather than lugged through the jungle to Neill's small cabin.

Neill's friend and local rugged individualist (Harvey Keitel) hatches a plan to trade land for the piano when he realizes how much it means to Hunter – once he possesses the piano, he might possess her, as well. And so he does, as he trades her time at the piano for a chance to watch her, touch her, and eventually, sleep with her.

Of course, this tenuous arrangement has its problem. For one thing, Keitel and Hunter start to fall in love with each other. For another, Paquin starts to get restless during the piano sessions. And finally, Neill starts smelling a rat.

This is an intriguing premise and not the kind of thing you see a lot in mainstream movies – the somewhat sordid relationship between Keitel and Hunter evolves from somewhat abusive (if mutually beneficial) to eventually become something both parties want, and the closer the two characters get, the more Neill loses his grip.

Neill has probably the most thankless part here as the stuffy, unsatisfying (and unsatisfied) husband. He tries to be a nice guy, but he's simply not cut out to deal with a strong woman like Hunter. Still, he acts his ass off. Most probably remember the movie for Hunter and Paquin's performances, and rightfully so, but Neill's an unsung hero, here.

A little less effective is Keitel – he gives the role his all, but he may have been miscast. Well, it's not his fault. I still love him.

Romancefest 2015: Bad Education

Goddamn Pedro Almodovar is awesome. I've been slowly but surely making my way through the Spanish master's filmography over the years and film after film is colorful, fun, tragic, emotional, original and fantastic. 2004's BAD EDUCATION is no exception. Go read Ebert's review: it's better than this one.

Gael Garcia Bernal pulls double or triple duty in this film within a film within a memory within a short story within, within. Let me see if I can unpack it real quick: Bernal approaches a filmmaker (Fele Martinez) with a movie idea he claims is based on their childhood together as friends/lovers at the Catholic school they attended as children. The filmmaker doesn't immediately recognize his supposed long lost friend, but gives the screenplay a read anyway. It's both a re-telling of their time together as children as well as a fantasy about what meeting again later in life might be like.

As the filmmaker reads, the film plays out, and Bernal now stars as the character he wants to play in the movie, himself – imagined as a drag queen named Zahara who goes on a revenge quest to destroy the evil priest who molested him (or her) (Daniel Gimenez Cacho).

Without giving too much away, as the two conspire to make this film happen, reality blurs with fantasy, not all is as it seems, and more of the real story comes out, including a visit from the real evil priest (this time Lluis Homar). The movie jumps from the past to the present, with Nacho Perez and Raul Garcia as the younger versions of our two main characters, two boys who fall in love with each other at the movies. Almost every character in this movie is played by a different person at one time or another, seen through a different point of view or from a new angle.

If you're into Almodovar, just rest assured this has everything you love about him. If this is your first Almodovar flick, it's as good a place to start as any, and you're in for a treat. The opening credits bring to mind many Hitchcock movies, and the subject of the flick is reminiscent of VERTIGO. It's not a stretch to put Almodovar up there with a great like Hitch.