Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Movie Review: "Memories of Murder"

So after friday night's viewing of the 1965 adaptation of Agatha Christie's murder mystery, "Ten Little Indians", I moved on to another movie about multiple murders, this one coming from South Korea. Writer/director Bong Joon-Ho, recently made famous in the States last year for his monster movie "The Host", adapts his screenplay, "Memories of Murder", from a stage play based on the real-life story of South Korea's first serial killer. Its a strong and engaging detective film that pulls you into the world of rural South Korea circa 1986, but it can often leave you as frustrated as the detectives working the case.

The film opens with a gorgeously lit close-up shot of a young boy in the fields studying an insect on a leaf. He picks it up inquisitively, uncaring toward the pain he might be causing it (perhaps a parallel to how the killer treats his victims). From there we follow a tractor as it takes our main protagonist, Detective Park Doo-Man, to the discovery of the first victim. Here we see just how ineffective and unprepared the rural investigative teams are, having had no experience with a case this gruesome. Reporters show up before the CSI and forensics teams do, and key clues- such as the imprint of one of the killer's sneakers- are erased by unobservant farmers. The crime scenes are tainted, and yet this does not deter Detective Park, a man who believes entirely in his own ability to tell who is innocent and who is guilty just by looking them in the eye.

Det. Park goes through the motions, interviewing men that knew the girl, lining up potential subjects, but holding on to the belief that he will soon solve the case. A second body is found, and with it comes a detective from the big city of Seoul, and its clear from the beginning that he and Park will butt heads- literally, as Det. Park mistakes the new Detective Seo for a rapist and attacks him, the first of Det. Park's many misjudgments of character. Park and his short-tempered partner, Detective Cho, begin to suspect the local mentally retarded boy, who was seen following the first victim around, as the killer.

Its here that we see the failures of the local police and the mistrust the public had for them- something that perhaps mirrors what all of South Korea felt at the time, as they were still under military rule at the time and would soon experience the scandal of having a student tortured to death by the government (none of this is mentioned in the film, I had to research it myself, but would be known to all Korean viewers). Short-tempered Cho, with an OK from Park, begins to beat the young man for information, and Park coaches the boy into a taped confession, which the boy does not even realize is happening.

The Seoul detective, Seo, sits back in amusement as he investigates the case on his own. After prematurely announcing they've caught the killer and posing for pictures with the press, they realize their suspect is not the killer and release him to much embarrassment. There's a shakeup within the force, and a new police chief is assigned to the case with Park, Seo, and Cho still searching for clues.

Despite their initial ineptitude, Park and Cho demonstrate they do have good detective qualities, with Park determining that since they've not found any pubic hairs at any of the murder sites (now up to 3), the killer must be hairless or shave. Seo realizes that all the murders have taken place on rainy nights. A female officer who lurks in the background for most of the film makes the connection between times of the murder and a requested song that plays on the radio station on those nights.

With these clues, they attempt to prevent the next murder from happening, but are unable due to lack of manpower. It seems the detectives are as powerless as the Korean people, and this idea is reinforced later when the detectives are shown pushing their broken down police car to jump-start it, or when they realize there is no technology in Korea to match DNA samples and that they must send their evidence to America.

My favorite sequence involves Park and Cho returning to the site of one of the murders to look for clues. They hear someone approaching and, thinking its the killer returning to the scene of the crime, hide. It turns out to be Det. Seo with a radio that plays the song the murderer requests each night he kills. At first it seems to be a red herring- is Det. Seo the killer? But soon someone *else* arrives, forcing Seo to hide behind a hill on the other side of the murder site, unaware that Park and Cho are hiding close by. This new potential suspect does some strange and unmentionable things at this site, and once aware that he's being watched, takes off. Park and Cho explode from their hiding place on one side, Seo on the other, and with confused looks to each other, the trio takes off on a choreographed chase after the suspect.

I'm trying to avoid turning this into a mere summary of the film, but this sequence allows Park and Cho to shine in front of the big city Detective Seo. Once again, Park is *sure* of the man's guilt (by looking in his eyes, remember), and he and Cho again torture and force a confession from the suspect. This is important because it becomes a common theme for the film: Park's overconfidence in himself to find the killer based on instinct, and the regrettable (and seemingly ordinary and usual) use of physical violence on suspects in order to get confessions and close cases.

Eventually, the search for the killer takes its toll on the three men. Seo looks more thin and haggard as the film progresses, and his temper reaches its breaking point. Cho can no longer contain himself (or follow the Chief's orders to stop beating up suspects) and his violent outbursts cost him his job, his health, and a valuable witness (the mentally retarded boy from earlier). Park begins to doubt himself and his "ability".

Without knowing too much of South Korea's history, I get the idea that perhaps director Bong was suggesting this was the government's fault; the detectives could never solve the case because the country's problems came from the top down. The horrible crimes and the failure of the police were indicative of the country (at the time) as a whole.

The film ends with Detective Park in the year 2003, now a businessman with children (and still using his "look me in the eyes" technique to tell if people are guilty), once again visiting the site of the first murder. A child approaches and asks what he's doing. She then tells him another man came there a little bit before, saying he once did something there and he wanted to remember. Park, out of the investigative game for an unknown time, can't help but ask what the man looked like.

"Ordinary," she says. Nothing special. And with that, Park, in a close-up, swivels his head from the side and looks straight into the camera, at us, with tears in his eyes, a shot that almost mirrors that opening close-up of the young boy; two characters without a clue.

And then the credits roll. One of my biggest criticisms of the film is how it fails to tell you what year it is (except for the opening "1986" and the epilogue's "2003". Researching the film and the true events, I discovered that there were ten murders between 1986 and 1991. I would have liked some text at the end explaining that the case remains open (though the statue of limitations is rapidly approaching), or some title cards spread throughout the film to give us a sense of how much time has passed. Watching the movie, I thought all that we had seen took place over a one year period. And maybe it did. Or maybe it was spread out over a couple of years- I have no idea, nothing ever gave us a clear indication of the passage of time.

"Memories of Murder" reminded me very much of David Fincher's "Zodiac", another film based on true events that showcased the search for a serial killer and all the red herrings and false suspects and failures that came with it. Both films showed how the obsession with finding the killer took its toll on those involved, though in the case of "Memories", we are given glimpses into the private life of only Detective Park. We don't know how the case screwed up the Chief's marriage (if it did), or what happened to Detective Seo (did he give up? Go crazy? Move back to Seoul?), though conclusions can be made about Detective Cho's fate, based on his final scenes in the film.

So, "Memories of Murder" was a very engaging film, and its got me interested into the real story and the history of South Korea at the time. Director Bong Joon-Ho is two for two with me right now (I enjoyed "The Host" quite a bit), and I very much look forward to his collaboration with "Oldboy" director Park Chan-Wook on "Snow Train".

Next up we'll continue the Asian foreign film theme with either the Hong Kong crime-drama "Infernal Affairs", which was remade as Scorsese's "The Departed", or the Japanese horror anthology "Kwaidan".

--Cbake

Sunday, April 26, 2009

"Ten Little Indians": A Movie Review

Hello faithful readers,

It has been *far* too long since my last blog posting. Since my last post, I've had some pretty consistent videography and editing work, and I'd like to say that's the reason I haven't written anything of late, but the truth is, I haven't thought of anything that interesting.

However, today I have a movie review for you all. For the past two years, I've been wanting to continue my cinematic education by watching a new movie a day; old ones, classics, indies, foreign films- it didn't matter. Then, an editor by the name of Quint at AintItCoolNews, a movie news website I've visited everyday since late 1996, created a column called "A Movie a Day" last year where he watched and reviewed a movie every day for a few months.

It inspired me to start watching films again. The problem was, I didn't go to Blockbuster anymore partly out of economic reasons, but partly out of laziness too. And while NetFlix would be the best bang for my buck, being cheap and easy, I felt the need to support my local indie video rental store, VisArt. The problem was, I could never bring myself to drive over to Visart, despite the fact that its only a few blocks away.

All that changed last friday as I found myself at the very corner of 7th St and Pecan Ave where VisArt is located. After having spent the day getting work done, running errands, and generally being very productive, I felt it was finally time to step back into VisArt.

I hadn't been there in probably nine years. I didn't know if I even still had a membership card, and as it turns out, I had been using my father's card way back in 1999/2000 when I was looking for Akira Kurosawa films to use as research for my Senior Exit Essay project in high school.

So, I got a new card, and feeling overwhelmed by the sheer volume of incredible films, both classic and rare, I strolled through the aisles without any idea of what I wanted to watch that night, hoping a movie would jump out at me. As I made my way to the foreign film section, I remembered that I really enjoyed Korean director Bong Joon-Ho's comic horror film "The Host", and had heard his previous film "Memories of Murder", which detailed the search for South Korea's first serial killer, was quite good. So I grabbed it.

Walking through another aisle, the box for "Ten Little Indians" jumped out at me, and remembering that Agatha Christie's classic murder mystery had inspired such films as "The Usual Suspects" and "Clue", I thought it'd be a good companion to my other film about murder and mayhem.

"Ten Little Indians" is about ten strangers who are summoned to a remote location (originally an island, in this adaptation an isolated, snowy mountain mansion) by a mysterious Mr. U.N. Owen (get it? He's Mr. UNknOwen). The group is comprised of an actress, a popular young singer, a doctor, a judge, a general, a private investigator, an engineer, a secretary who was told she would be working for Mr. Owen, and two servants hired by him as well (through an agency), though no one has ever met the man.

After dinner on the first night, the servant was instructed (per Mr. Owen) to start a recording. He thought it would play music but is surprised to hear Mr. Owen (an uncredited Christopher Lee, a perfect use for a voice as awesome as his) address each guest and reveal their dark secrets. It turns out that each guest has been responsible for the death of an innocent person, and Mr. Owen intends for them to pay for their crimes. The guests discover each room has a copy of the old nursery rhyme "Ten Little Indians" hanging from the walls. Might its lyrics, with such lines as "Ten little Indian boys went out to dine; One choked his little self and then there were nine," be a clue as to how each member will meet his or her fate?

As guests are picked off one by one in line with the nursery rhyme, the survivors begin to distrust each other and conclude that Mr. Owen, the killer, is actually one of the guests pretending to be someone else. Some will pick sides, trusting one other person to help discover the killer, others will go at it alone. Some will choose to confess their guilt while others maintain their innocence in regards to the deaths Mr.Owen mentioned in his recording.

While this premise makes for a very excellent thriller, I was surprised at how light the tone was, which might be a reflection of the decade in which this was made (it was released in 1965 and is black and white). Right off the bat we're in the swinging sixties as jazzy music plays over the opening credits, an unexpected choice given the subject matter. I hardly remember any moments in which the music was tense. Most of the time it was pretty playful and often included strains of the nursery rhyme's tune. This took away from some of the tension, and I feel it didn't live up to its potential. I couldn't help but think had Alfred Hitchcock directed this film, it would have been an instant classic thriller.

That's not to say its not a good film. I very much enjoyed trying to figure out who was Mr. Owen or if he was indeed part of the group, and there was a twist at the end that I really did not see coming (I've learned the ending is different than it was in the original novel by Christie). It was interesting seeing what lines from the nursery rhyme would be used to kill each guest, as some of the lyrics involve bee stings and bear maulings, animals which I wouldn't expect to find in a snowy, mountain mansion.

This film was also the first (and maybe last) to feature a "WHODUNIT? BREAK!" in which, just before the final reveal, the film pauses for a minute and flashbacks to the previous killings to help you try and figure out who the killer is. Its a bit gimmicky (and removed from the film on DVD, you can find it in the Special Features). As I said, I was surprised by the end when all was said and done.

I was also surprised to see that "Clue", an awesome comedic adaptation of the classic board game from the 80's, is almost a straight-up remake of "Ten Little Indians". Only the guests don't get murdered in "Clue", the poor souls that visit the mansion during the mystery do. Its easy to see how "The Usual Suspects" was influenced by it too, taking the premise of random strangers thrown together by a mysterious and powerful man who knows their dark secrets and who might actually be one of the group members.

So good points:
-Christopher Lee's uncredited voice
-the rather attractive Daliah Lavi playing the actress
-the servant who looked just like Alfred Molina
-the famous premise
-the creative deaths
-the mystery

And some bad points:
-the light tone at times
-the jazzy, non-suspenseful music
-the quick resolution

I rather enjoyed the film and would like to see its other incarnations, including 1945's "And Then There Were None", the 1974 version of "Indians" (featuring Oliver Reed and Richard Attenborough) and 1989's adaptation (with Donald Pleasance and FRANK STALLONE!). And actually, I think this would be a GREAT remake for today's time. For one, its been remade so many times, so I don't think anyone can say only *one* film is a classic and can't be touched (its also been made into a stage play), and two, horror remakes are all the rage. I wouldn't turn this into a straight horror/slasher film, but I think its a great thriller and can be retooled for modern audiences. In fact, I've already written notes for an updated adaptation and will add it to my long list of future projects to one day concentrate on. So please, don't get any ideas (and please don't steal mine). If one day you see an update of "Ten Little Indians" starring a bunch of teenagers, you'll know I got screwed.

Next review will be of Bong Joon-Ho's "Memories of Murder", and while I don't have the time to do a movie a day, as much as I'd like, I'll try to make this a consistent project.

Stay tuned, True Believers,
--Cbake