Foghorn “Jackie” Horn

“Jackie”, directed by Pablo Larrain, has given me fits and starts as far as purpose. Was the purpose to show Jackie Kennedy as a 60’s Stepford Wife, who after her husband’s assassination decided to try to assert herself, only to feel defeated? If so, then, Jackie decides to preserve the fantasy of Camelot through an interview with Theodore White? Ok, fair enough.

The fog horn like monotone sound track, as Jimmy Pardo’s minions just reported on his Never Not Funny podcast was a character in itself. Not since Jaws have I heard a refrain quite that strong. This isn’t necessarily a positive comment. Movies are meant to have substance as well as style. There wasn’t a scene in Jackie that I cherished as much as the many in Jaws, notably two: the dining room scene where Roy Scieder makes faces with his son, or the galley scene where Schieder, Dreyfuss and Shaw share scar stories.

Probably obvious that I can’t recommend this movie. Two major reasons are it’s sensationalized gore porn, and there’s just not enough new information (like Jackie says they didn’t sleep together the night before the parade….ok, more, where was he?) Let’s get out some facts. If we’re going to hang out Jackie’s braziers and panties, meaning showing her as a cigarette smoking, pill popping neophyte, why be unfair and preserve JFK? We know the rumors, so what’s wrong with some facts?

Natalie Portman is capable of a better script and I can’t believe Bobby Kennedy (Peter Sarsgaard) would be pleased that he looked like quite the dullard, which from watching his speeches, he was anything but.

So, on behalf of Jackie and Bobbie, What’s the frequency Pablo?

Pawn Sacrifice, seats available

I saw Pawn Sacrifice a week ago, and attempted to laugh a most intellectual snicker when I heard the woman in front of me at the box office complain that now that recliners were installed ‘good’ movies are sold out. She was lucky to be saved from The Intern, subtitled DeNiro Doesn’t Care About His Legacy.

Anyway, there were plenty of open recliners at Pawn Sacrifice! Even better news was that Steven Knight (who wrote the screenplay) made chess seem exciting to the non-chess moi.

Ed Zwick also has to be given credit as a director, although I believe Bobby Fisher’s life as a youngster could also have been pared down a bit. (as could that sentence:)

Toby Maguire is one of those thespians who you forget is an actor. Could it be the blandness of who we know as Toby Maguire allows him to slip into personas easier? Perhaps. I mean the only news I ever hear of the man is alluding to a possible gambling addiction.

Liev Schrieber who I never want to like (my wackiness) did a great job as Bobby Fisher’s Russian foe. And Peter Sarsgaard hits another supporting role out of the park (Black Mass) as the Priest who takes a vicarious liking to Bobby’s goal to be world champion.

Definitely worth seeing either on the big screen or a rental on some rainy afternoon.