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REVIEW: Ray

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Jamie Foxx has Ray Charles down — the sandpaper purr, the beaming choppers, the bob-and-weave at the piano bench in production of music that was half holy devotion, half sexual ecstasy. But despite drawing on Foxx's revelatory performance and Charles' rocking music, Ray manages to turn the artist's life into something more misshapen than magical —a cinematic medley.
    Ray has a canned, Behind the Music feel, afflicted by a relentless "and then-ism" — Ray is born to a loving but struggling mother, faces childhood trauma, goes blind, confronts discrimination, suffers through sex 'n drugs hell, rises above it all. Unlike the real man and his music, this biopic's got no swing — the editing induces narrative whiplash by yanking us in and out of Charles' childhood and adulthood. Director Taylor Hackford then bounces some reductive psychologizing off viewers' heads: Ray's got problems? That's because of (bonk!) this Freudian nugget from his past!
    The movie is at its best when it lets Foxx build up some narrative momentum — indulging in Charles' wrist-groping, horndog ways and wailing away in live-wire performances. At one point, Charles explains why he loves country music: "The stories, man, they got great stories." Too bad this handsome movie hasn't done his great story justice. — Noy Thrupkaew
Date DVD #4: 21 Jump Street: The Complete First Season
  For an election-week date, it's probably best to skip the political DVDs. Whether it's Fahrenheit 9/11 or the dumb spoof Celsius 4.11, these films are more likely to leave you angry and looking for a fight, instead of horny and fumbling for a bra strap. So unless you're the only two calm, collected people in this insanely unnerving election week, take a break and escape into the pop past. Democrat or Republican, male or female, there's one thing we can all agree on: Johnny Depp, circa 1987, is like, so hot.
   21 Jump Street: The Complete First Season collects the first thirteen episodes — plus the bizarre pilot that launched both Fox Television and the hottest narc ever. Depp was cast specifically for his baby face (which John Waters would later limn in Cry-Baby) as a picked-on cop who gets sent to rat out high-school perps. The episodes, of course, are dated and not exactly genius, but that was never the point, was it? It was Johnny's show.
    On the eve of Finding Neverland, Depp's new  film about J. M. Barrie (who could never grow up), Jump Street's a reminder that Depp was cast as the kid who would never grow up from the very beginning. And the best thing about casting him as an undercover cop is that the creators could dress him up like the doll he was. Whether in an itchy starched-up police uniform, a ripped jean-jacket in the school cafeteria, khakis to catch nefarious preps or a cheap tux to spy on the Catholic girls-school dance, the twenty-four-year-old Depp played eighteen one night a week. With this DVD, you can pretend you're eighteen too. — Logan Hill
Round-Up: The Sexiest Horror Films You Haven't Seen
 Take the sex out of horror movies and the genre would cease to exist. Not just for the obvious reasons (seductive vampires, shower stabbings, Jaime Lee Curtis), but because a muscle tense with fear and a muscle tense with desire feel pretty much the same.
    Unfortunately, the deader Alfred Hitchcock gets, the more sex is used as an ace in the sleeve — something to get pulses racing when a film's less than terrifying. The films below are exceptional: they're sexy, they're scary, and they've been lost in the shuffle of big-budget CGI schlockfests. You may have to comb a few video stores to find them (or go here), but you'll have the satisfaction of knowing that Mr. Hitchcock is not turning over in his grave. — Gwynne Watkins

May (USA, 2002)
Why you haven't seen it: A small indie with little fanfare, May was dismissed by most critics — except Roger Ebert, who replied to Roeper's thumbs-down by saying, "I don't think I've ever disagreed with you more."
Why you should: It's the best American horror movie in years and a prime candidate for cult status. May is a twenty-something veterinary assistant: strange, shy, and unconsciously sexy. Like those around her — slinky coworker Polly (Anna Farris) and pretty-boy loner Adam (Jeremy Sisto) — we want to get to know her better. May's dark side is a little too dark for her lovers, though, and their rejection shatters her fragile hold on the world. As madness turns to violence, breakout star Angela Bettis delivers a tightly controlled performance, chilling yet sympathetic. The film's final shot will lurk behind your eyelids for weeks.
Sexiness: 9/10
Scariness: 9/10

Ginger Snaps (Canada/USA, 2000)
Why you haven't seen it: Actually, you probably have — if you're Canadian. Post-Columbine shock contributed to the film's limited U.S. release, though it's been a sleeper hit on DVD.
Why you should: Being a werewolf involves secret animal desires, sudden surges of violence, and a lot of blood once a month. So does being a teenage girl. And so goes the ingenious premise of Ginger Snaps (original tagline: They Don't Call it The Curse For Nothing). Younger sister B. (Emily Perkins) watches in horror as Ginger (Katherine Isabelle) turns into a lycanthropic teenager, the latter part being more terrifying than the former. Isabelle is so undeniably hot — her red hair streaked white, blood dripping from her new fangs — she may inspire you to become a little more feral, too.
Sexiness: 9/10
Scariness: 6/10

Thesis (a.k.a. Tesis, Spain, 1996)
Why you haven't seen it: Director Alejandro Amenabar turned heads with The Others and Abre Los Ojos (remade as Vanilla Sky), but his debut feature — about a grad student who stumbles upon a snuff film ring — remains largely unknown in the United States.
Why you should: This brainy nailbiter raises a question close to every horror fan's heart: why do we get a thrill out of watching violence? Amenabar is a master tease, cutting away from gratuitous gore, luring us into a false sense of safety. Like heroine Ana Torrent, we don't realize we've been seduced til the knife's already at our throats.
Sexiness: 5/10
Scariness: 7/10

Cemetary Man (a.k.a. Dellamorte Dellamore, Italy/France/Germany, 1994)
Why you haven't seen it: Although the dialogue is in English, this absurdist zombie film couldn't find an American distributor. Well, actually, the director had one offer — on the condition that Matt Dillon replace Rupert Everett in the lead. Sergio Stivaletti said no.
Why you should: Naked Rupert Everett battles an undead Boy Scout troupe — and if that doesn't do it for you, the frequently bare torso of co-star Anna Falchi will. As lonely zombie-slayer/cemetery groundskeeper Francesco, Everett falls for the first woman to try the pick-up line "Nice ossuary." Her undead octogenarian husband interferes, and from thereon in, Cemetary Man is like being sandwiched in a backseat between George Romero and David Lynch.
Sexiness: 6/10
Scariness: 6/10

Audition (a.k.a. Odishon, Japan, 2000)
Why you haven't seen it: A huge hit in Japan, this movie populated American art houses long enough to become controversial — and cause countless nauseated audiences to walk out. (One Boston theater posted signs above the box office: "There will be no refunds for Audition after the movie starts.")
Why you should: Takashi Miike is a genius one week, a hack the next — and since he puts out an average of five films a year, you can do the math. Audition lands satisfyingly in the middle, dishing out equal notes of Hitchcockian uneasiness and grand guignol. The plot could be a Lifetime movie-of-the-week: a widowed TV producer (Ryo Ishibashi) stages a fake television audition to find a wife, but gets more than he bargained for in Eihi (model/actress Asami Yamazaki). Here's your warning: this is not a film for the faint-hearted, and you'll turn away from the horror before the camera does.
Sexiness: 4/10
Scariness: 10/10

Trouble Every Day (France, 2001)
Why you haven't seen it: Most theaters wouldn't gamble on this decidedly freaky film. Though you might have heard the title song by Tindersticks and frankly, it's the best part.
Why you should: "Should" is such a strong word. This low-budget film — so pretentious that Vincent Gallo masturbates with French subtitles — follows a gorgeous couple who have mysteriously begun to thirst for blood. Their rampage of cannibalistic vampirism is hell to watch; they lure their victims with sex, then sucking turns to biting and let's just say you won't be wanting cunnilingus anytime soon. Despite its faults, there's a sort of sick beauty to director Catherine Denis' violence. If you prefer gory scenes that sear your retinas to creepy plot twists (or any plot at all), this might be your film.
Sexiness: 3/10
Scariness: 4/10
   
And if that's not enough for you, here are the sexiest films you haven't seen...
    … About the Electra Complex: Phone (Korea, 2002). This deliciously twisty ghost story rises above its absurd plot device: a haunted cell phone number.
    … About the Oedipus Complex: Spider (USA/Canada/UK, 2002). David Cronenberg's subtle, underrated film about the nightmare in one man's mind.
    … Based on a TV Show: Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me (USA, 1992). You don't have to know the show to appreciate this harbinger of later Lynch classics like Mulholland Drive.
    … Based on a True Story: Heavenly Creatures (New Zealand, 1994). Peter Jackson's first great film is touching, terrifying, and fiercely accurate.
    … Based on a Video Game: Resident Evil (USA, 2002). Mindless zombie fun, as Milla Jovovich knocks the dead deader in her soaking red minidress.
    … Made on a Shoestring: Cube (Canada, 1997). You've seen Blair Witch, so check out this one-set wonder about a group of people trapped in a deadly maze of cubes.
    And the Least Sexy Scary Movie You Should Never See is Boxing Helena (USA, 1993). The worst elements of soft-core and horror collide in this goofy allegory about a doctor who cuts off his beloved's limbs. Like watching a bored college student pull the legs from a Barbie doll and call it art.
 

 

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