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JCVD Review

Kofi Outlaw — Wed, 19 Nov 2008 18:10:41 +0000

Short version: While more for the art-house crowd than mainstream audiences, JCVD shines a favorable light on both the man behind the image and the amazing actor we never knew Van Damme had in him.

Screen Rant’s Kofi Outlaw reviews JCVD

JCVD, the Jean-Claude Van Damme meta-movie from French filmmaker Mabrouk El Mechri, was one of two films to make it into the prestigious final round of Screen Rant’s list of this year’s hot International Picks. (You can read a review of Screen Rant’s other international pick, Let The Right One In, here.)

Having now seen JCVD, I can congratulate myself for picking two very enjoyable movies. And JCVD is indeed a very enjoyable film–provided that you know what you’re getting into. I advise that you approach this film with the understanding that it is going to be more Being John Malkovich than it is Bloodsport, with a dash of Pulp Fiction thrown in for good measure.

JCVD is a meta-movie in the sense that it acknowledges itself as being a work of cinema, breaking the so-called “4th wall” to let us, the audience, know that the movie knows that we are watching. Most times this direct address is done in a humorous winking fashion (such as the fantastic title sequence, a five-minute continuous tracking shot of Van Damme, sneaking through a war-torn terrain while dispatching bad guys with martial-arts finesse, rescuing hostages and saving the day, until the whole five-minute sequence is ruined when the 4th wall literally collapses, revealing all the set pieces, stuntmen, actors, and f/x tricks that go into making Van Damme look like an action hero-while the real Van Damme is doubled over, out of breath, supremely frustrated, unable to deny that age and hard living have robbed him of the physicality he once possessed.) At other times in the film, the direct address to the audience is impassioned, pained–and even genuinely moving in one unforgettable instance (more on that later).

In terms of plot, JCVD goes the Pulp Fiction route. The film is told in “chapters”, each of which gets a zen-like title such as “The Answer Before The Question”. And like Pulp Fiction, the story is told in anachronistical order, and from multiple (often intersecting) points of view. It might seem a bit confusing, but the general plot summary is pretty basic:

Jean-Claude Van Damme is an aging action star going through a bitter divorce and custody battle. He needs money to pay his lawyers, and new roles are not exactly rolling in by the pile. With few doors left open in Hollywood, Van Damme opts to return to Brussels, his roots, in order to clear his head and maybe find a renewed career in the international market. Upon arriving in Brussels Van Damme travels to the local post-office to pick up the funds he needs to pay his lawyer, only to stumble into a robbery attempt that quickly turns into a hostage situation. Through a combination of bad luck and public (mis)perception, Van Damme gets fingered for the crime-in-progress; his face gets splashed all over the news, and even while cops surround the post-office, a larger crowd of fans begins to gather outside the post office in support of their hometown legend.

Like I said before, the structure of the film is very Pulp Fiction-ish. At first we are placed in the point of view of some local Brussels residents, star-gazing at Van Damme the movie star as he tries to go about his daily life. This POV is interesting in that it forces us to consider the image of celebrity and how that image seldom holds up to the reality of the person behind it. It’s also a hilarious device: two video store clerks are arguing over 80’s action flicks when they spot Van Damme headed to the post office; they beg him for pictures and autographs, then snicker behind his back about how much shorter he is in person, how he’s aged, how his star power has almost dimmed completely, etc. In effect: we get a portrait of ourselves, the celebrity-obsessed public, tinged with hints of the cruel judgments we make about those rewarded with fame.

Later on in the film we get the very same introductory sequence, this time from Van Damme’s point of view. We see what it feels like to be the real person behind the celebrity image – how exacerbating life is when that image begins to overshadow the person, and how absurd the demands of celebrity can be when juxtaposed to the context of “real” life. Through later flashbacks, we learn the full context of Van Damme’s life on this particular day: Why he needs to go to post office so badly, where he’s coming from, where he’s trying to get to, and everything that is at stake in his life. Finally, when the threads of our understanding are fully woven, the plot plays out like a slightly skewed version of the Hollywood action movie formula–an adequate (not great) ending which I won’t ruin for you here.

Van Damme discovers real life is no action flick in JCVD

However, before the end arrives, Jean-Claude Van Damme manages to deliver the scene of his career (his acting career, I mean, not his action career). Held hostage, facing an uncertain fate, Jean-Claude’s body literally floats up from his chair–above the scene, above the soundstage, above the lights and cameras in the rafters, until it is just him, hovering above, talking directly to the audience about the misspent life and fruitless accomplishments of Jean-Claude Van Damme.

To call it a gutsy performance would be an understatement: Van Damme repeats every negative thought the public has ever had about him–every joke ever made about his talents or stalling career–and let’s us know that not only has he heard those disparaging words many times over, but that he has the same view about himself, every day: Jean-Claude Van Damme, the fading action star. There is no bitching and moaning in his delivery, no appeal to our compassion. Van Damme’s self-assessment is blunt, harsh, and as profound as it is masochistic. He pulls no punches (no pun intended), tearing himself down until he is a sobbing mess, and then, beyond that breakdown to the calm, composed, clinical diagnosis that this is his existence, however great or pathetic it may be. It is the epitome of a truthful performance, and showcases a range of emotion no one would have EVER guessed Van Damme would be able to convey. One the best monologues I’ve seen on film.

I give JCVD 3 1/2 stars only because I wish the focus had remain fixed on Van Damme at all times. While the film is slick, stylistic and very unconventional with its narrative structure, it’s also a tad bit frenetic, jumping back and forth between the viewpoints of half a dozen different characters who, while interesting for the most part, are not altogether important to the film. This is Van Damme’s story, so in my opinion we should have been in his head 100% of the time. But that’s a gripe that I’m sure others will debate.

Bottom line: if you are that middle-of-the-road movie lover who loves art-house fare AND old-school 80’s testosterone flicks, definitely check out JCVD. I guarantee you’ll come away familiar with a Jean-Claude Van Damme you never even knew existed.

SR (International) Picks: JCVD & Let The Right One In

Kofi Outlaw — Tue, 30 Sep 2008 23:51:54 +0000

Every now and again I like to do a little cheerleading for films that I think are flying too low under the radar. Last year I made the early prediction that No Country For Old Men and There Will Be Blood would be Winter’s biggest contenders for Oscar glory; needless to say, these precognitive movie powers of mine have since been proven.

My predictions this time around are a little less grand in scope: I have two international films that I’m offering up for your movie-going considerations, simply because I think you’ll enjoy them. (And satisfying movies with subtitles are hard to come by.)

The two films in question are the Jean Claude Van Damme meta-movie, JCVD, and a chilling tale of vampires and friendship, Let The Right One In.

JCVD

In the late 80’s, God blessed the silver screen with an indisputable example of pure badass known as Jean Claude Van Damme. From 1988 until about 1995, (maybe 1996?) Van Damme was THE white guy you went to, if you wanted to make an action flick where the main character knew the martial arts style of “kick ass now, take names later.” (Bloodsport, Cyborg, Kickboxer, Universal Soldier–need I say more???)

However, by the late 90’s Van Damme’s career had stalled. His kicks lost their kick, his punches their punch, and the flops started rolling out, one after another. (Street Fighter, Lionheart, Legionnaire, Universal Soldier: the Return–need I say more???) By the time The Matrix hit in 1999, ushering in the era of “any actor can learn martial arts,” Van Damme was an action star for the history books–or at the very least, the straight-to-DVD bin at Walmart.

Imagine my surprise then, to see ol’ Jean Claude pop up in French filmmaker Mabrouk El Mechri’s latest project from the Toronto International Film Festival, JCVD. The movie stars Van Damme as… Jean Claude Van Damme. It opens with the less-than-wealthy actor trying to scrounge up some cash at a bank that is subsequently robbed. After Van Damme teaches the bank robbers the art of “kick ass now, take names later,” (in what is apparently a great action sequence,) the the movie goes meta, trailing the fallen star through his troubled personal life, including a bitter divorce and a custody battle for his daughter.

Check out the trailer for JCVD. (Be prepared to LYAO.) If you’d like to know more about it, Alex Billington did a great review for the film over at First Showing.

LET THE RIGHT ONE IN

There’s been so much good buzz about this Swedish film, which tells the story of a lonely,12 year-old boy named Oskar, who befriends Eli, the 12 year-old girl who moves in next door. Eli quickly teaches Oskar how to stand up to the kids in his school who constantly bully him, even as mysterious disappearances and grisly murders begin to occur around their town. A fan of the supernatural, Oskar soon realizes that Eli, his best friend, is a vampire. Basically, it’s a coming of age tale with a little more… bite to it. (Sorry, couldn’t resist.)

Let The Right One In is based on the novel of the same name by John Ajvide Lindqvist. The guys over at /Film have been ranting about how good this movie is for weeks now, and were kind enough to compile the following facts about the movie:

Let The Right One In will be released stateside in New York and Los Angeles on October 24, 2008. No word yet on if it will get a wider release after that.
The DVD is scheduled for release on March 10, 2009.
The movie has already been fast-tracked for an English remake, which will be helmed by Cloverfield director, Matt Reeves.
The English remake is currently slated for a 2010 release.
The director of the original film, Tomas Alfredson, is pissed that his movie is getting the do-over treatment from Hollywood before it’s even had a chance at wide release:

“Remakes should be made of movies that aren’t very good, that gives you the chance to fix whatever has gone wrong,” Alfredson tells Moviezine. “I’m very proud of my movie and think it’s great, but the Americans might be of an other opinion. The saddest thing for me would be to see that beautiful story made into something mainstream.” … “I don’t like to whine, but of course – if you’d spent years on painting a picture, you’d hate to hear buzz about a copy even before your vernissage!”

Man might have a point. Check out the Trailer for Let The Right One In and judge for yourself:

So, that about wraps up this installment of “Mr. Outlaw’s hot international picks of 2008.” Let me know if you’ve seen either film, and what your impressions are of both.

Source: Slash Film, Internet Movie Database, Firstshowing.net