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Abigail Breslin in a scene from "Kit Kittredge: An American Girl" from HBO Films.
Walking in to see Kit Kittredge: An American Girl, I was unaware the movie
was spun off from a popular line of toy dolls -- more than 14 million of them
have been sold. Nor did I know about the anticipation and excitement many
little girls have for the movie, which is the fourth in the series (the previous
three, made for TV, are available on DVD).
I still have no opinion on the toys, but I can definitely vouch for the film
living up to expectations. Shot with the burnished, luxurious
cinematography of a big-budget movie, and cast with actors who never
treat the material as if it were beneath them, Kit Kittredge: An American
Girl is a thoroughly satisfying and engaging children's picture that never
forgets those kids probably didn't get to the theater by themselves.
Director Patricia Rozema and screenwriter Ann Peacock avoid
condescending to their target audience -- or, for that matter, to their adult
guardians -- by treating their child protagonists with care and respect. It
helps, too, that they have the amazing Abigail Breslin (Little Miss
Sunshine) in the lead role of 9-year- old Kit, a bright and winsome girl in
Depression-era Cincinnati who aspires to be a reporter for the Cincinnati
Register.
Kit is constantly submitting to the paper her stories, such as a piece on the
World's Fair, without much luck. But as the Depression starts to affect the
lives of her closest friends -- and then, inevitably, her own family -- Kit's
priorities change. Her father (Chris O'Donnell) goes to Chicago to find work
and promises to return, but doesn't. Her mother (Julia Ormond), in a
desperate attempt to save their home, starts taking in boarders, such as a
traveling librarian (Joan Cusack), a magician (Stanley Tucci) and a fallen
socialite (Glenn Headley) awaiting word from her own husband, who has
gone to New York in search of employment.
The backdrop is grim, and to its credit, the movie does not sugarcoat its
portrayal of how the Depression affected the day-to-day lives of upper
middle-class Americans who lost everything in the span of a month and had
to figure out how to push forward.
The filmmakers allow the story to unfold entirely through the point of
view of Kit, who may not fully understand the severity of the situation, but
is also more aware and resourceful than the adults around her realize. Kit
Kittredge: An American Girl sends its heroine and her friends on several
adventures, including a Nancy Drew-ish one involving some stolen
valuables, but it's the movie's overall tone -- the innocence of children, as
well as their surprising resiliency -- that elevates the film into something
far more valuable than a feature-length commercial for toys.
Using his noodle: Panda Po (voice of Jack Black) begins his study under
Master Shifu (Dustin Hoffman)
Everything that happens in this dull tale of Po, a paunchy panda who
becomes a zealous kung fu fighter, is telegraphed well in advance. That
might not have been a problem had the storytelling been more
amusing.
Despite the panda being voiced by Black, the humorous moments are
few. If you're going to cast someone as singularly quirky as Black, then
take advantage of his eccentric persona. The role is so straightforward,
it could have been played by anyone.
by Bob Mondello
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Wall-E
All Things Considered, June 27, 2008 · The camera descends, at the start
of Wall-E, from outer space to a landscape that looks eerily familiar —
and sort of not. The sun filters down through a brownish haze. What
seem at first like skyscrapers turn out to be neatly stacked mountains of
trash. Stillness is everywhere, broken only by the unlikely sound of a
song from Hello, Dolly! — and a solitary figure zipping around a junk-
strewn cityscape.
There's actually a nice parallel between this largely silent film and
Chaplin's first sound film, Modern Times. In that one, the silent clown
used the soundtrack mostly for music and effects, not for speech, just as
Pixar does here. Chaplin only let you hear a human voice a couple of
times, and only on some sort of mechanical contraption — say a closed-
circuit TV screen — to emphasize its artificiality. It was his way of
saying to the sound world, "OK, everybody's doing this talking thing
now, but look how much more expressive our silent world is."
For the first time in a Pixar movie, Wall-E's filmmakers give a nod to the
world of actual actors and cameras — and make them artificial in the
same way: by only letting you see them on video screens, where they
look flat and washed-out compared to the digital world around them.
But there's one difference. Chaplin knew he had lost the battle: Silence
was finished; sound had won. In today's Hollywood, digital is what's
taking over — in special effects, in green-screen work, in animation.
And Pixar's animators, bless them, are at the
forefront, insisting that imagery created on computers doesn't have to
be soulless. Wall- E's images are filled with emotion, just as silent
film's images were — even though its characters look like they're
made of metal and plastic, and can't say a word.