Opening in the Valley this weekend:
The Eagle Huntress—Though it’s full of engaging people using
their real names, it’s a stretch to call this feature from director Otto Bell a
documentary. Sure, it has a bit of National
Geographic-style narration, spoken by Daisy Ridley, but it’s full of scenes
that have clearly been staged, and the narrative may have been shaped dramatically
in the macro sense, too. It’s more in the tradition of movies like Flaherty’s Nanook of the North or Merian Cooper’s Chang and Grass—cultural documentary techniques in the service of
epic-romantic storytelling.
The setting is northwestern Mongolia, among the ethnic
Kazakhs that live on the steppes. The heroine is Aisholpan, a teenage girl who
takes up the culture’s ancient practice of hunting with eagles. In jolting,
visually magnificent sequences, we see her capture a young raptor from its
nest, train it, compete with it in a regional festival, and eventually go
hunting with the bird for real.
She does all this with the enthusiastic help of her adoring
father, but we’re also shown talking heads of some sour guys—one of them
reminded me of Bill Murray—who don’t like the idea of a girl encroaching into a
traditionally male activity. It’s hard to know to what extent the old-boy
opposition to Aisholpan may have been exaggerated for dramatic purposes—the guys
at the festival don’t seem all that upset by her—but it is effective.
In any case, it would be difficult not to delight in and
admire the pink-cheeked, smiling Aisholpan, with her guileless confidence. If
you, or maybe a daughter or niece or kid sister, could use a story of a woman
breaking into a man’s field these days, this might be a movie to consider. But
be forewarned, there are scenes of an eagle attacking a fox. The footage is
electrifying, but for younger kids, or anyone sensitive to animal suffering, it
may be tough to watch.
The Monster—Single mom Kathy (Zoe Kazan) is driving her
daughter Lizzy (Ella Ballentine) down a disused stretch of road through a
forest. They have an accident, and while they’re waiting for help,
writer-director Bryan Bertino builds the tension and dread in excruciating
increments. Very gradually, the two become aware they’re under siege in their car
from the title character, an unexplained fangy abomination.
Gruesome and pretty grueling horrors ensue in this focused, fairy tale-like shocker. But they’re interspersed with flashbacks to
Lizzy’s home life with the alcoholic, screwed-up Kathy that are so appalling
(and convincing) that the gory monster stuff seems almost like a nice break by
comparison.
Kazan (Elia’s granddaughter) and Ballentine are both
impressive. Ballentine, who’s in her mid-teens, manages to suggest, without
pushing it, that her awful environment has left her with a touch of arrested
infantilism, so when she struggles to be brave in the face of irrational menace
it’s particularly moving.
A note about that menace—he/she/it is played, blessedly, by
a guy in a suit (Canadian stuntman Chris Webb), not by a sterile CGI ghost. It helps
that it’s quite a good suit, and that Bertino deftly keeps it in the shadows
most of the time. But even if it was a corny, fake-looking suit, I think the
solidity, the presence, of the monster
would give this creature feature a punch we rarely get to see anymore.
RIP to the great Leonard Cohen.Is “Hallelujah” maybe the most beautiful song lyric of the 20th Century in English?
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