After the Hunt

18 Oct

Luca Guadagnino’s films have always included edgy, provocative sexual situations. Take “Call Me By Your Name” (2017), “Challengers” (2024) or “Queer” (2024). Even his ventures into the strange – “Suspiria” (2018) or “Bones and All” (2022) – are driven by primal lusts filmed in a way that can border on erotica. Guadagnino’s latest, “After the Hunt,” deals with the politics of sex and ethical morality in higher education.

The film opens with a holiday party at the cozy apartment of a tenured Yale English professor (Julia Roberts). The camera meanders from the warmth of the fireplace and into the stately den where faculty and grad students engage in boozy intellectual debate. Robert’s Alma is the clear queen of the ball (it’s her house). Her suck-ups include fellow lit prof Hank (Andrew Garfield, “The Social Network”) and doctoral candidate Maggie (Dorchester’s Ayo Edebiri, “The Bear”). Hank’s waiting to hear if he’s been awarded tenure; Maggie comes from an uber rich family that has given generously to the school. It’s all a raucous who’s-smarter-than-who fun time until Hank walks Maggie home and accusations of sexual misconduct are leveled.

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Reviewed: ‘Anemone’ and ‘The Lost Bus’

11 Oct

‘Anemone’ (2025)

A deeply engrossing, if uneven, sojourn into the realm of reckoning and redemption. The ace in the hole here would be Daniel Day-Lewis, who came out of retirement (in 2017, with the release of “Phantom Thread,” he implied it would be his last film before the camera) to make this deeply emotionally portrait with his writer-director son Ronan in his filmmaking debut. The senior Day-Lewis co-wrote the script, but from the overall scrumptious look and intensity, Ronan is an up-and-comer to watch. The title refers to the delicate and sensitive flower that closes up when touched and is evocative of Day-Lewis’ Ray, who has dropped out of society and is living off the grid in the woods of Northern England. For nearly 20 years, his brother Jem (Sean Bean) has been rearing Ray’s son Brian (Samuel Bottomley, “How to Have Sex”) after marrying Ray’s former lover, Nessa (Samantha Morton). In short, Jem stepped in when Ray stepped out  on the pregnant Nessa; Jem ventures out to find Ray now because Brian is struggling. To say why Ray has gone into isolation wouldn’t be a spoiler, but it’s besides the point – involving Ireland’s violent Troubles, with the present-day of “Anemone” set in the early to mid-1990s. Much of the early segments of the film are long, speechless moments between Jem and Ray in the lush, deep forest that offers access to a remote beach and nearby stream. The intensity that defined Day-Lewis and earned him three Best Actor Oscars (the only male lead to do so; Katherine Hepburn notched four) is on full display in the red flicker of his cottage’s fireplace as he delivers two big soliloquies that give us Ray’s “why.” Cutbacks to Nessa and Brian in a distant working-class borough fill out the picture, and Bean and his character know the landscape and their place in it. The film, shot by Ben Fordesman (“Love Lies Bleeding,” “Out of Darkness”) and scored by Bobby Krlic, is a stunning fusion of sound and image – intimate yet expansive with deep eerie chords that conjure wonderment and a haunting sense of foreboding. Not all of it melds, yet it rivets in nearly every frame.

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Reviewed: ‘The Smashing Machine,’ ‘Ice Road: Vengeance’ and ‘Play Dirty’

5 Oct

‘The Smashing Machine’ (2025)

Brothers who direct together don’t always stay together. We know this from the Coens, who after 30-something films went off to do solo projects, and it seems to be the same for the Safdie brothers (“Good Time,” “Uncut Gems”), with Benny breaking out for this biopic about MMA fighting pioneer Mark Kerr (Dwayne Johnson) when the sport was mostly in Europe and Japan. Much of the action takes place there, and it’s an odd sojourn. You can see Safdie, so good at channeling the freneticism of fringe personalities in “Gems” and “Good Time,” constrained here by facts versus fiction and straining to find a character motivation or that challenging event that drives the protagonist. Kerr’s challenges with painkiller addiction and recovery come early in the film, and there are domestic struggles at his Arizona hacienda with significant other Dawn (Emily Blunt), but otherwise no real arc. It’s more a meandering love letter to Kerr and an era, and in some ways has a docudrama feel. Johnson, jacked up to seam-bursting size, acts his pants off. It’s an impressive immersion and a major turn in his career, fusing his WWE roots and aspirations to be taken as more of a serious actor than straight-up action star or Schwarzenegger-ish comedian. Blunt, close in tenor to Amy Adams as the girlfriend in “The Fighter,” is good too but never gets enough breathing space to make Dawn fully formed, and the role comes dangerously close to lapsing into rote hysteria. The one seam Safdie finds is the camaraderie and bonding among the athletes, namely between Kerr and friend-coach-rival Mark Coleman (MMA fighter Ryan Bader, who nearly wrestles the film from Johnson and Blunt). It’s a soulful meander in search of a reason to go to the mat. 

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Retiring Tommy Rodriguez took Montrose Spa from ‘magazines and cigarettes’ to community

28 Sep

By Tom Meek

Tommy Rodriguez retires next month from ownership of the Montrose Spa in Cambridge’s Neighborhood 9.

A 51-year era draws to an end as Tommy Rodriguez retires from ownership of the Montrose Spa, a bodega that’s become an integral part of its community since coming under his stewardship.

The spa and Rodriguez have seen a lot of change at 1646 Massachusetts Ave., between Harvard and Porter squares.

“When we first opened,” Rodriguez said, “all we sold was newspapers, magazines and cigarettes.” The area was served by several food marts in 1974 – Evergood, A&P and the Avenue Market – as well as other bodegas, and they were happy at the Montrose selling 500 copies of The Boston Globe and a similar number of The New York Times on a Sunday. Today, he says, he may sell 20 Sunday papers altogether. 

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‘One Battle After Another’: In top-tier Anderson, it’s a rematch of America vs. Americans (and Bob)

26 Sep

As apt as it feels to see a movie now about gestapolike forces patrolling the border, chasing down immigrants and dragging them to detention centers, “One Battle After Another,” the new Paul Thomas Anderson project, is based on the 1990 novel “Vineland” by Thomas Pynchon. 

Anderson, best known for witty cynicisms poking at the grandiloquence of America – see “Magnolia” (1999) and “There will be Blood” (2007) – has wrapped his hands around the hard-to-grasp Pynchon before with “Inherent Vice” (2014). Here he proves to have a stronger grip, much of that coming in the reflection of current immigration policies and the political and racial divides that confront the country.

The deftly architected script begins in the 1980s with the French 75, a radical social justice terrorist group akin to the Weather Underground or Black Panthers who act under an “any means possible” mantra to spring detainees from detention camps by employing crafty military tactics – being well armed and brazen doesn’t hurt either. In our inaugural incursion led by Perfidia Beverly Hills (Teyana Taylor, “Straw”), the 75 sweep into a border encampment, free the detainees and flip the playbook on the guards by putting them in pens, including Sean Penn’s commanding officer character, colonel Lockjaw. 

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Reviewed: ‘Compulsion’ and ‘Him’

21 Sep

‘Compulsion’ (2024)

Neil Marshall, a normally deft orchestrator of the gritty macabre with such cult hits as “The Descent” (2005), “Dog Soldiers” (2002) and “Doomsday” (2008), has drifted from those roots and into the realm of erotic soft-core noir in his recent collaborations with muse, co-writer, lead actor and paramour Charlette Kirk (“The Lair” and “The Reckoning,” to name two). Here, in the exotic, rolling seaside hills of Malta, Kirk plays Diana, a gamer and attuned opportunist.  Her tragically hip beau, Reese (Zack McGowan), is a former app entrepreneur with grand tastes who’s in deep to local heavies. The film, however, revolves around the demure newcomer next door, Evie (Anna-Maria Sieklucka), taking personal time at her stepfather’s palatial villa after breaking up with her girlfriend. In play are a series of recent grisly murders done by an assailant in an S&M getup wielding a straight edge with Ginsu precision. The detective on the case (Giulia Gorietti) is popping by constantly to ask questions, because one of the victims was Evie’s Uber driver, even as Diana and Reese scheme to clean out the stepfather’s secret safe. Since Evie doesn’t like boys, it’s up to the statuesque and most always half-naked Dianna (the budget’s line item for thongs must have been high) to bait the hook. The love triangle aspect has the psychosexual trappings of “Bound” (1996) or “Basic Instinct” (1992) if Brian De Palma had directed either through the lens of his “Rear Window” homage, “Body Double” (1984), or “Dressed to Kill” (1980) – but “Compulsion” isn’t worthy of comparison to any of those films. The dialogue is largely stilted, and many of the plot elements feel crammed in or tacked on. It’s a light erotic tease that doesn’t compel.

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Danehy Park at 35: a dump that became a glowing urban emerald

15 Sep

Cambridge’s Danehy Park is a green destination born from a dump.

Hard to believe Danehy Park turns 35 on Monday.

This 50-acre North Cambridge destination for lounging and recreation, picnicking, sports and events big and small hosts the annual Family Day on Saturday; a jazz festival in July; and Shakespeare troupes and the Oldtime Baseball Game, with guests of Red Sox royalty such as Lou Merloni, Oil Can Boyd, Jonathan Papelbon and Pedro Martinez suiting up at St. Peter’s Field.

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The Long Walk

14 Sep

Murderous marathon for an American dystopia by Vietnam-era Stephen King

There’s little surprising or new in “The Long Walk” despite its pedigree, passion and professionalism. It’s still a compelling and emotionally charged tale primarily because of those three Ps – and the grim prospect of how much further we as a society can fall. It’s based on Stephen King’s first novel, written as a student while at the University of Maine but not published until 1979; even then it went under King’s pen name of Richard Bachman, like “The Running Man.”

In “Walk,” we get dropped into a dystopian America in the late 1960s or ’70s. It takes a while to register, but the unhappy alter reality has the distinct tang of “The Mist” or “The Stand”: The United States has just emerged from a war, but the country is not the portrait of Ozzie and Harriet productivity we’ve all been sold on. Much of what we see in our limited lens is the depressed and the needy. Most of the people we see along the long stroll could use a hot shower, a bowl of hot soup and some new threads.

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Reviewed ‘Sorry, Baby,’ ‘Caught Stealing’ and ‘Sanatorium Under the Sign of the Hourglass’

6 Sep

‘Sorry, Baby’ (2025)

Eva Victor’s Ipswich-shot tale of sisterly bonds and trauma survival is on the big screen in the Boston area only at the Coolidge Corner Theatre, but is now online for a theater-run sticker price, down from an initial $20. The intimate affair focuses on the relationship between Agnes (Victor) and Lydie (Naomi Ackie, “Mickey 17”), grad school besties at the same small fictional New England college – called Fairpoint – where Agnes hopes to spin her adjunct-lecturer gig into a full-time faculty position. (“Lolita” is her thing, and also an arc that leans into bigger plot developments.) Lydie, a New Yorker and expectant parent with her partner (the fiery E.R. Fightmaster), is crashing with Agnes in her humble but quaint New England abode while visiting the campus for a workshop. (The child in Lydie’s belly is the baby of the title). Their conversations are rich and revealing; you could think of “Sorry, Baby” as “My Dinner with Andre” (1981) if directed by Miranda July. The pair’s reunion and academic pursuits take an unsettling shift at Agnes’ review session with her advising professor (Louis Cancelmi), a man who appears kind, astute and intellectually attentive. The meeting gets moved from his office to his house, and though we never see what transpires inside, we know from the time-lapse lens trained judiciously on the stoop that Agnes is there from midday until well into the evening. When she finally stumbles out, she is disoriented and clearly traumatized. Back home, it doesn’t take much for Lydie to know what happened. Both moments are conceived and shot by Victor with subtlety and an emotional precision that resonates profoundly through the rest of the film as the bigger wheels of the college administration looking into Agnes’ complaint and Agnes reporting for jury duty victimize her over and over again. Overall, though, the film is less about putting power-wielding predators on trial and more about the power of sisterhood, quiet compassion and the courage to persevere. Excellent in a pointed yet small role as a sandwich shop owner is John Carroll Lynch (“Fargo”). So too is Lucas Hedges, no stranger to the North Shore (“Manchester by the Sea”), who pops in now and then as Agnes’ far-flung neighbor and occasional hookup. If you’re thinking Victor must be an ingrained local, stop right there; they were born in Paris and raised in California, shooting here for our renowned collegiate backdrop. “Sorry, Baby” marks Victor’s directorial debut. It’s a competent and impressive one that should have many awaiting their sophomore effort.

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Talk returns of bridge for bikes and pedestrians behind museum, a $302M proposal from 2023

1 Sep

A rendering of a proposed “Riverwalk” for bicyclist and pedestrians across the Charles River. The Museum of Science refused use of the image without the watermark labeling it “conceptual.”

A bike lane and footpath bridge across the Charles River past the Museum of Science is being discussed again by state Department of Transportation officials as being in early stages of planning.

The “Riverwalk” path along the back of the Museum of Science would connect Lechmere Canal Park and the CambridgeSide mall with the Teddy Ebersol Field section of Boston’s Esplanade without having to navigate the bustle of the McGrath-O’Brien Highway in Cambridge and Somerville or Leverett Circle across the river.

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