BABEL
** (out of ****)

and
AMORES PERROS
*** (out of ****)

Starring Gael Garcia Bernal
Directed by Alejandro Gonz�lez I��rritu & written by Guillermo Arriaga
AMORES PERROS
(LOVE'S A BITCH)
Also starring Emilio Echevarria, Goya Toledo, and Alvaro Guerro
2000
153 min R
BABEL
Also starring Brad Pitt, Cate Blanchett, Adriana Barraza, and Rinko Kikuchi
2006
142 min R
�And that�s when the CHUDs came after me.�  So says Homer Simpson, in describing the final mishap of his disastrous trip to New York City.  The same could be said of �Babel,� the solemn and humorless new film by Alejandro Gonz�lez I��rritu (�Amores Perros�), in which one disaster after another keeps mounting and mounting for our poor characters, until you expect the Mongols from �Andrei Roublev� to ride in next, swords held high.  For lack of any other emotion, I wanted to laugh at the movie�s aura of inevitable catastrophe.  At it, not with it.

Extremely well-made, utterly inaccessible, and ultimately boring, �Babel� is about as much work and detail you can put into a movie and still not have it be much good.  It�s a fractured narrative about varying catastrophes linked together by one rifle, with episodes taking place in Japan, Mexico, and two in Morocco.  I don�t feel like summarizing; maybe I�ll get the IMDb summary in here.  Ah, here it is:  �Tragedy strikes a married couple on vacation in the Moroccan desert, touching off an interlocking story involving six different families.�  The acting is all around very good and the cinematography is lovely.

Is it the new kind of Oscar-bait, a blender of trendy, doom-laden Internet buzz words set to �frappe?�  In which �hip� foreign locales (Japan, miscellaneous Middle East) are abuzz with �State Department� and �Homeland Security?�  Like TV soaps and the movie �Crash,� new conflicts arise out of thin air every couple of minutes to be viewed (again, like any TV boy soap like �24�) through an endless parade of cameras hand-held nauseatingly by operators who equate �gritty� with �jittery.�  This glorified episode of �EastEnders� is held together by a theme of �miscommunication� � substance enough for 90 minutes but hardly 140.

I was expecting to at least have an experience comparable to �Amores Perros.�  I admire �Amores Perros� as a grueling-to-watch emotionally charged technical exercise, an exercise in filmmaking bravura, in good acting.  Like �Babel,� it follows stories which may or may not connect and may or may not be going in chronological order, focusing only on modern-day Mexico City and not the whole world.  Both movies ooze intensity almost as an end in themselves, but I prefer �Amores Perros�� fable atmosphere.

I�d be lying if I said �Amores� made much of a connection to me.  It is a strong, energetic, pulsing movie � I�ve no idea what it means or what point it�s trying to make, but I can�t deny the craft that went into it.  The overall structure may be a bit �
Pulp Fiction� derivative � the lives of people in different social strata may or may not connect through romance and dogs � but that�s okay.  It�s sort of there, like a great car that I have no interest in driving.  The only other thing I�ve seen by Inarritu is the weakest episode of the BMW shorts �The Hire.�  His was the one that got a conscience and all preachy � as if anyone wants to see Clive Owen not being an amoral automaton.

About the only other good thing we could say about �Babel� is when my wife sputtered out, almost in shock, �Is that Gael Garcia Bernal?  He�s kind of hot.�  And is it just me, or are poverty-line Middle Easterners always put in the same framing?

Finished Thursday, December 14, 2006

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