Semi-fictional films about groovy bad-asses

reviewed December 2004

I’m shoehorning Stander here because it doesn’t easily fit anywhere else.  Andre Stander was a South African police officer in the 1980s who became a bank robber (the movie suggests it started as a protest against being forced to shoot black, anti-apartheid protesters, but I wonder if it was really that high-minded).  He pulls daring heists with courtesy and aplomb, even robbing the bank right next to a police command center.  A stint in prison does little but supply him with a gang when he escapes.  He becomes something of a folk hero, sort of the less murderous Clyde Barrow or Ned Kelly of South Africa.

It’s easy to see how movie-ready this story is, and Stander does a passable job with this rich material.  American Thomas Jane more-or-less convincingly adopts a South African accent, and the supporting cast is good.  Something about it, though, keeps it pedestrian and unexceptional.  Still, it’s an interesting story, and you could do worse.


Baadasssss! likewise could have been a better rendition of an eminently cinematic tale.  Mario Van Peebles wrote and directed this story of his father Melvin’s making of Sweet Sweetback's Baad Asssss Song, the blaxploitation film that followed on the heels of Shaft.  Melvin had to raise the money for the production himself, and he pressed various associates and family members into service, including a pre-teen Mario in a sex scene.  The movie is wildly unfocused, and it doesn’t make the ties it wants to make to African-American history as well as it could have.  It gets a little hazy and psychedelic at times (as I’m sure the filming of Sweet Sweetback did).  It’s intriguing but ultimately didn’t keep my interest all the way through.  Someone more familiar with that era, or more interested in black cinema, would no doubt appreciate it more.

 

Another self-made man, Tony Wilson, at the forefront of another cultural movement, New Wave music in Manchester, takes center stage in 24 Hour Party People.  Creatively disjointed, the movie occasionally lets the characters comment on the action, which is less annoying than you might think.  It’s funny, if sometimes a little confusing (all those New Wave bands look alike).  Steve Coogan is terrific as Wilson, the entrepreneur who builds a music industry and sees it all fall apart.  Director Michael Winterbottom continues to impress me with his range and his creativity.



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