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If the air outside is
thick enough to cut with a knife, that means it's time for the Rochester
Jewish Film Festival. The
festival opens this Sunday (July 13) and continues through the
following Sunday (July 20), with all screenings taking place at
either the Dryden Theatre or the Little Theatre. City has the
inside scoop on several of this year's entries, but you can get
more information about films, tickets and schedules online at
www.rjff.org.
God is Great, I'm
Not (Tuesday, July 15) screened at last fall's High Falls
Film Festival, and the mere presence of Audrey Tautou (Amélie)
had people lined up around the block. Here, Tautou plays Michèle,
a frizzy-haired Paris fashion model whose recent relationship
implosion and abortion leave her searching for spiritual answers.
Catholicism ain't cutting it, and a short-lived attempt at
Buddhism finds her nodding off during meditation. She discovers
Judaism at around the same time that she meets François (Edouard
Baer), a Jewish veterinarian who is desperately trying to hide his
religious roots. When they fall in love, it becomes a feature-film
version of an episode of Three's Company. (Picture Chrissy
Snow hanging up a mezuzah on secret Jew Jack Tripper's door and
imagine the hilarity.)
You get
two chances to see Amen on Saturday (July 19 -- it's
screening at 6:30 and 10:00), but only the mentally disturbed will
want to catch this flick more than once.
Costa-Gavras directs and adapts the story from Rolf
Hochhuth's controversial six-hour 1963 play called The Deputy.
Don't worry -- the film version isn't nearly that long,
though it does unspool over a very uncomfortable 132 minutes.
It's about a German chemist and SS lieutenant named Kurt
Gerstein (Ulrich Tukur) who invents Zyklon B, a gas he believed
was going to be used for routine water purification. Eventually,
the devout Protestant learns Zyklon B is being used in the Polish
death camps and pleads with the Church to intervene.
Gerstein's (a real guy)
squeaky wheel gets no grease from the Church, though he does pique
the interest of Riccardo Fontana (Mathieu Kassovitz), a young
Jesuit priest who uses his family connections to arrange a meeting
between Gerstein and Pope Pious XII.
But old Pious offers no solution to the Final Solution,
mostly because he's scared the Nazis will invade the Vatican if he
shakes his finger at them.
Costa-Gavras, who saw
Oscar action for Missing and Z, hasn't made a film
since 1997's debacle Mad City with Dustin Hoffman and John
Travolta. Amen
should have been much more rabble-rousing, but aside from a moment
or two, it's oddly unmoving.
It's also extremely heavy-handed, almost comically
repetitious, and way too long.
Amen is also, strangely, in English, despite a
glaring lack of actors who can call it their native tongue.
Then again, people seem to love watching this kind of thing
(<cough> The Pianist <cough>), as Amen
garnered seven César nominations (and a win for Best Writing). On
the plus side, Krispy Kreme will be doling out free donuts at the
screenings.
Things definitely look up
the following day, with a trio of hour-long documentaries about
interesting subjects. Strange Fruit relates the origin of the
haunting Billie Holliday tune, which turned out to be written by
American Communist Party member and Bronx high school teacher Abel
Meeropol (using the pseudonym Lewis Allen).
Meeropol crafted the words in 1937 after seeing a
photograph of the lynching of Abram Smith and Thomas Shipp.
The Joel Katz-directed doc, which follows Meeropol's
interesting career, ends with a list of contemporaries who have
performed the song over the years.
Hot on the heels of last
year's Schmelvis: Searching for the King's Jewish Roots
comes Shalom Y'all, another look at the unlikely
combination of Judaism and the South.
Director Brian Bain, a third-generation Jew, echoes the
Bible Belt journeys made by his hat-and-tie-salesman grandfather
many moons ago. For a road-trip film, it's all pretty pedestrian,
but there is a brief appearance by musician-turned-mystery-writer
Kinky Friedman.
Friedman
takes center stage later that evening in Kinky Friedman:
Proud to Be an Asshole From El Paso, which is packed with
interesting interviews with notable Southern luminaries like Lyle
Lovett, Willie Nelson and Bill Clinton (who tells a hysterical
story about what he did with a cigar!), who all reflect on what
Richard "Kinky" Friedman means to them.
And, of course, there's plenty of Kinky, who hit the scene
30 years ago with a band (The Texas Jewboys) and a song
("They Ain't Makin' Jews Like Jesus Anymore") that
captured the nation's attention as well as its ire.
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