With a Girl of Black Soil
[Yes boys and girls, our thanks go to Grady Hendrix of Kaiju Shakedown fame who herein offers up a somewhat dissenting and very, very funny take on David Cronenberg’s latest. One day soon we will make Grady cross over to the dark side for good ...]
***WARNING - THERE BE SPOILERS BELOW, ARRRR!***
Audiences who watch David Cronenberg’s EASTERN PROMISES will be confronted with a shocking truth, one that will leave no human being unchanged: Martin Freeman has a bigger penis than Viggo Mortensen. I always assumed that Aragorn, son of Arathorn, everyone’s favorite macho daddy from A HISTORY OF VIOLENCE, and the Master Chief who tamed Demi Moore in GI JANE would have a dork the size of a baseball bat, something that he could use to club small animals to death with if he was lost in the mountains, an appendage that could, perhaps, serve as a boomerang if his plane crashed in the outback, but comparing his shriveled peanut to the withered, purple banana that Martin Freeman (Tim from the BBC version of THE OFFICE) has swinging between his legs in Peter Greenaway’s NIGHTWATCHING and you realize that there’s no comparison. Nerdy, out-of-shape Martin is hung. Buff, manly Viggo is not.
And Viggo isn’t the only one with a disappointing package that under-delivers. David Cronenberg has one, too, and it’s called EASTERN PROMISES. It’s a movie that’s a perfectly good drunken shag with an average partner, nothing that will blow your mind and nothing you haven’t seen before. But critics, who are notoriously unlikely to have good sex (scientific fact), have decided to praise it to the moon. This is understandable. If you write about movies for a living you’re always worried about getting it wrong, so you like to play it safe, but on the other hand you want to make sure you’re perceived as being on the cutting edge so your editors and readers are getting value for their money, so it’s nice when someone like Cronenberg comes along. Generally reviled for the first ten years of his career, he then became more acceptable for the next ten years and is finally allowed into the mainstream with A HISTORY OF VIOLENCE. Humping a Cronenberg film in print is the movie critic way of saying, “I am an edgy, fascinating, unique individual. Just like everyone else.”
I didn’t much like A HISTORY OF VIOLENCE – it was fun, but I didn’t see the deep meditation on violence that other people did – but it’s a masterpiece compared to EASTERN PROMISES. Naomi Watts plays a midwife who delivers the baby of a Russian prostitute who then dies leaving behind a diary in Russian, which contains a business card for a Russian restaurant called Trans-Siberia, which contains a Russian crimelord named Semyon. Also, Vicent Cassel and Viggo.
Everyone wants the diary, Naomi and Viggo want each other, Vincent wants Viggo and the baby just wants to be changed. For the first 50 minutes I could see why people liked this flick: the writing was good, the acting was solid, there were a few nice set pieces. Then came the notorious bathhouse fight, the unveiling of Viggo’s junk and an action scene that Robert Ebert says, “sets the same kind of standard that THE FRENCH CONNECTION set for chases. Years from now, it will be referred to as a benchmark.” Variety calls it “amazing...breath-taking...” and I thought it was okay if the last movie you reviewed was SURF’S UP or BALLS OF FURY. Pity the poor movie reviewers.
And right after the sobering revelation of Viggo’s package, we have to deal with the second revelation: Viggo is an undercover cop. And with that, the air whooshes out of this movie. Open the window and wave bye-bye to the plot tension. It’s ok for Naomi to like him, he’s a good guy. The bad things he did? It turns out we were tricked and his victims are living in five-star hotels eating room service rather than lying on the bottom of the Thames being eaten by crabs. It’s one of the worst motion picture cop-outs of the year and if you haven’t seen this movie yet then I’m glad I ruined it for you. Spend your $10 on something worthwhile. (I suggest you adopt a little orphan child for only $10 a month.)
It’s not until the end of the movie that something else hits you: where’s Naomi? So enamored of his leading man, Cronenberg abandons his leading lady for large chunks of the film, preferring to shoot the infinitely camera-worthy Vincent and Viggo double act that should do a tour of small, Balkan nightclubs as a bloody stand-up team. But isn’t Naomi the star? Where’d she go? Is she doing her nails? Hanging out with Nicole Kidman? Dunno. But she never does anything in this movie except try to start her motorcycle (unsuccessfully) and hang around waiting for big strong Viggo to save the day. If only she’d been in that bathhouse and seen what I’d seen she would have realized that Viggo ain’t going to do it for her, and she should probably phone up Martin Freeman instead.
Review by Grady Hendrix
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Reader Comments
Timo 09/20/2007 @ 2:56pm
While I like Grady and his writing, that second-to-last paragraph certainly wasn’t necessary…
Kurt Halfyard 09/20/2007 @ 3:15pm
oi! Tack on a spoiler warning!
Josh Ralske 09/20/2007 @ 4:52pm
But Grady, what about us viewers that aren’t so concerned with penis size?
Very Armond White of you to ascribe such motivations to us wanna-be-hipster-no-good-sex-having critics. (I’ll actually cop to the second one, but I’d like to think that if I ever do have sex again, it will be good.) (Actually, I should admit that I haven’t reviewed the film in any official capacity or even blogged about it. I merely enjoyed it.)
Um, I liked Cronenberg before it was cool? No, that won’t work.
But the movie seems a lot more ambiguous to me than you are giving it credit for. You think we’re supposed to see Viggo as some kind of good guy superhero because he’s SPOILER working with law enforcement, but I think there’s something much darker and stranger going on with the movie’s “happy” ending. Like the “I could never eat a bug” ending of Blue Velvet, it isn’t really all as straightforward and joyful and perfect as it seems, is it?
In any case, it’s not my favorite Cronenberg film, but like History of Violence, it does bring something of his sensibility and his aesthetic to an otherwise very well executed genre film.
TheDoug 09/20/2007 @ 5:30pm
I’m confused Todd, Grady doesn’t post this review on his own web-blog KAIJU SHAKEDOWN but he delivers his spoiler-filled commentary here???!!!!! I mean, I’ll read Grady anywhere but why wouldn’t he post this on his own domain? I also know this is just one “fans” opinion but it deflate me from wanting to puto down some coin to see this latest Cronenberg venture. Oh Grady!!!!
Tushka 09/20/2007 @ 9:47pm
I quite enjoyed Easter Promises. I could care less about Viggo’s package. “It” was not the focal point of the movie nor the focal point during the beautifully brutal fight scene in the bath house. Viggo bears all. So what?
As far as the revelation goes about him being undercover, I figured that out after the sex scene. True, the ending could have been tighter, but as a whole, Eastern Promises was worth the 14 bucks I paid to see it.
Maybe Grady should watch this one again and try not be so fixated on Viggo’s package.
Grady Hendrix 09/21/2007 @ 7:01am
My problem with the movie is that the reveal that Viggo was working for the cops totally disintegrated the film as effectively as a death ray. It was a cheap gimmick that really ruined this movie for me. The film is setting up a mood and an atmosphere all along, putting its characters in conflict and establishing tension, and then there’s the kind of plot 180 that I expect from Hong Kong movies that are re-edited for Mainland China (like the tacked-on reveal that Louis Koo is an undercover cop in ELECTION, or the reveal that Ekin Cheng is an undercover cop in the Malaysian version of YOUNG AND DANGEROUS).
This was a perfectly fine B-movie: there are major flaws, and a cookie cutter story, but some good performances and set pieces that give it an extra dimension. But people ask what’s wrong with the movies today and maybe it’s the fact that the critical community sets up deeply flawed b-pictures as the top end of the critical yardstick. And I’m not just reacting to the critical writing about EASTERN PROMISES. Without having read a single review when I saw the movie, that revelation that Viggo is a cop made me wish the movie was a book so I could throw it across the room. Even thinking about it I just feel ill.
And was ever a leading lady so poorly utilized by a director outside of T&A;horror flicks? Did she someone annoy Cronenberg in a way that Maria Bello in HISTORY OF VIOLENCE didn’t? For all the things I don’t like about HISTORY, at least Bello had something to do in that movie.
Grady Hendrix 09/21/2007 @ 7:02am
One more thing: where on earth do you have to pay $14 to see a movie? Holy cow, I wanna know so I never move there! $11 is what the going rate is in NYC and that’s about all I can take.
Collin Armstrong 09/21/2007 @ 7:44am
Nice take, Grady. I actually came out of the picture a little worse off than you, I think.
Man did this disappoint. If anyone other than Cronenberg directed this the establishment would be all over it for what it is - a horribly cliched suspense film with a few decent set pieces and a reasonable sense of style. Cronenberg brings very little to the table here that puts me in mind of his talents - same problem I had with A HISTORY OF VIOLENCE, come to think of it. I’m not saying I’m only a Cronenberg fan so long as he’s showing us videotapes shoved into stomachs and wound penetration (I loved SPIDER) - he just needs to be more careful picking his projects. Will we see the writer / director Cronenberg again, I wonder?
Kurt Halfyard 09/21/2007 @ 8:55am
Holy folk, you are scaring me with this. I’m kinda disappointed that I won’t be going into EP cold (I didn’t get a chance to catch it at TIFF). My expectations are all askew with the critical praise and now Grady’s take and the reviews.
Normally, Grady and I are not on the same page, but recently with “M” and in retrospect, I’ve started to like “EXODUS” as an retrospective intellectual exercise—it’s almost like the deadpan absurdity doesn’t hit you while watching, but in hindsight it kinda leaps out at you. But the actual viewing experience was kinda off-kilter - wonder if this will happen to anyone with Eastern Promises…
Loved A History of Violence though, particularly for the two well-shot and quite telling sex scenes in that film.
And having Cassel as an unhinged nutbar in your film can never hurt can it?
I’ll be catching the EP this weekend some time...I’m hoping I love it, but am a tad worried now.
Josh Ralske 09/21/2007 @ 4:00pm
Grady, thanks for responding. I am leary of the critical consensus generally, but I’m a lot more bothered by it when they’re trumpeting something like Crash (not the Cronenberg one) or even Wedding Crash than HOV or EP, which don’t insult my intelligence, whatever you think of that well-foreshadowed plot twist. I still don’t think that the revelation that Viggo’s character is working with the authorities in some kind of maverick, self-interested way is as big a deal as you make it out to be. He is still a very morally ambiguous and, I think, well-drawn character, with or without the law on his side.
As for Naomi’s character, I find her nearly as interesting/disturbing in a similar self-interested way. So I don’t think Watts is wasted here. I don’t think there should have been a stronger connection between her and Viggo than there was in the film. They both have other things on their mind.
I think it’s more than just a good B-picture. I think it’s an excellent B-picture, with a great sense of place, great characters, rich performances, a lot of style, and a compelling subtext. And yes, a fantastic naked fight scene.
Kurt, I would think if you’re a fan of HOV, you wouldn’t have any problem with this. They are essentially cut from the same cloth.
Kurt Halfyard 09/22/2007 @ 8:52pm
Wow. Grady, consider the honeymoon over! Just got back from Eastern Promises and simply wow. Do they make textured drama/thriller/gangster pictures better than this one? Every scene, every shot was rich with layers of sins of the fathers, family, and difficult choices of the new blood. I cannot think of a film that goes for the nasty with such gusto yet maintains such a rich amount of undercurrent and thought (Well, I guess the last one was A History Of Violence, or for that mater, The Wind That Shakes The Barley). Skin, Blood, Tissue, Water, Wine, Ink, and of course spit make this the most Cronenbergian Cronenberg film since eXistenZ.
This is one handsome flick and doesn’t mind getting mean when it has to. Watts was not abandoned in the film, she is in it just the right amount. Hell, the film belongs to her, Stahl and Cassel. Mortensen is more of a vessel and a catalyst along the lines of Clive Owen in Croupier.
I cannot disagree with Grady’s take more. GO into Eastern Promises expecting greatness and it will be delivered in spades.
Long live the old flesh.
Tushka 09/22/2007 @ 11:18pm
Arc Light Theater Hollywood. Matenee is $11.
Michael Guillen 09/23/2007 @ 10:35am
Kurt, so happy to hear you weren’t swayed by Grady’s swill.
Kurt Halfyard 09/23/2007 @ 2:13pm
It was a surreal TIFF, the few times I ran into Grady we found ourselves strangely on the same page about a number of things (not the least of them Lee Myung-Se’s “M”, but a few others as well). Since we usually differ, some sort of quantum state or lunar phase seemed to be out-of-order. All is back to normal with Eastern Promises though.
/kidding - mostly
Grady is the most entertaining read on the Internet, no matter what his opinion is, it is always worth reading!
Josh Ralske 09/23/2007 @ 9:15pm
Grady has one of the best blogs out there (or in here?) and, based on his programming for the NYAFF, I’d say his tastes are generally pretty excellent, too. Even this review was a fun read. But wrong!