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Wednesday, 28 November 2012

DVD: HomeVideo Review: The Incredible Mel Brooks: An Irresistible Collection Of Unhinged Comedy

From the moment Mel Brooks entered show business in the late ’40s, he became the comedy equivalent of a utility player, working as a writer, director, producer, performer, and all-around personality. Though Brooks will likely be best remembered for his string of hit movie parodies in the ’70s—along with the popular Broadway musical of his movie The Producers—his legacy also includes television sketches, comedy albums, sitcoms, and countless talk-show appearances. The six-disc box set The Incredible Mel Brooks: An Irresistible Collection Of Unhinged Comedy tries to encompass Brooks’ sprawling career, and does so fairly haphazardly. Eschewing chronology, The Incredible Mel Brooks jumps around, from Brooks doing guest shots on TV series in the ’90s, to him cracking up Johnny Carson on The Tonight Show in the ’70s, to sketches from Your Show Of Shows in the ’50s, to a 60 Minutes profile in the ’00s, to the Oscar-winning 1963 short film “The Critic,” and so on, back and forth. Across its five DVDs (and single CD), the set collects all manner of odds and ends, anchored by extensive new interviews with Brooks, in which he reflects on the wide variety of work he’s done over the past 60-plus years.

Brooks is unpretentious, gracious, and insightful in the new material, looking back on his career with a combination of genuine gratitude for his good fortune and confidence that he had the goods all along. Even better are the older televised interviews, for which Brooks knew he’d be expected to be “on.” Talking with Dick Cavett or David Susskind, Brooks mixes anecdotes about New York showbiz in the early ’50s with the kind of off-the-cuff jokes and self-deprecating comments that allowed him to hold his own with the likes of Neil Simon and Larry Gelbart in Sid Caesar’s writers’ rooms. Of particular interest are the snippets of Brooks’ Tonight Show appearances: He does a spot-on spoof of Frank Sinatra singing “America The Beautiful” in one, and then in another answers Carson’s question about the hardest part of making movies by saying, “Putting all the little holes on the side of the celluloid. There’s like a million of ’em!”

As for the scripted Brooks work included in the set, it’s a decidedly mixed bag, leaning heavily on his three main themes: making fun of popular culture, lampooning Adolf Hitler, and taking on the persona of a cranky older Jewish fellow (sometimes way older, as in “The 2000 Year Old Man” routines that Brooks has performed with Carl Reiner since the ’50s). For the most part, the hodgepodge of Mad About You and Tracey Ullman Show guest shots—and the samples of Brooks’ voiceover work on commercials and Electric Company segments—just shows how his distinctive comic style has remained viable and comfortably familiar for so many decades. But the hidden gem of The Incredible Mel Brooks is the 1963 pilot for the sitcom Inside Danny Baker, which didn’t get picked up, even though its William Steig-inspired premise of a city kid with an active imagination comes off as funny, sweet, and original in its one and only episode. Inside Danny Baker is evidence that Brooks could’ve followed his pal Reiner into Dick Van Dyke Show-style family comedy, if the networks had let him. Instead, he helped writer Buck Henry create Get Smart, and his path to Hollywood success became more nutty.

Key features: The entire set is one big special feature, really, but the CD in particular is something special, containing a few of the best-known songs from Brooks’ movies (such as “Springtime For Hitler,” “I’m Tired,” and “The Inquisition”), along with the audio from some talk-show and game-show appearances for which the video has been lost. 


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DVD: HomeVideo Review: We Can’t Go Home Again / Don’t Expect Too Much

It’s tempting to argue that the making of the notorious lost Nicholas Ray experimental film We Can’t Go Home Again is more compelling than the film itself, but the making of the film essentially is the film. Ray made it with and about his students while teaching film in the early ’70s after his career as an A-list studio director had died, and the film makes a point of blurring the line between fact and fiction, documentary and narrative, behind-the-scenes drama and the quivering, overheated emotions shown onscreen. So it’s perfect that Oscilloscope’s release of the film is paired with a documentary about its making that is wryly and tellingly titled Don’t Expect Too Much. The documentary comes courtesy of Ray’s widow, Susan, who also worked closely with him on the making of We Can’t Go Home Again.

With this film, Ray was intent on “breaking the rectangle” of conventional film staging through the use of split screens, experimentation, and even a weird new instrument called the video synthesizer that colorizes frames so that they look like trippy kaleidoscopic acid freak-outs, but his ambitions went far beyond that. He wanted to reinvent cinema, to replace acting with living and stories with pulsating, unpredictable reality. Ray went from making the ultimate youth film in Rebel Without A Cause to attempting to make a movie with the real-life equivalents of James Dean, Natalie Wood, and Sal Mineo’s brooders, iconoclastic dreamers out of step with glum adult conformity. Ray had long been a hero and idol of the French New Wave and Jean-Luc Godard. With We Can’t Go Home Again, he was attempting a new kind of cinema employing Godardian working methods, Godardian goals, and Godardian content. It’s a fascinating work of intergenerational communion in which the teacher becomes the student, and one of the most influential filmmakers in American film began to follow the rebels who worshiped him. 

The film purposefully eschews a conventional plot—and, for that matter, linear comprehension—in favor of an abstract, empathetic, and nakedly emotional portrait of a generation at a crossroads. Though Ray took on a teaching position at SUNY Binghamton’s Harpur College that led to the film’s creation in 1971, We Can’t Go Home Again is very much about the dissolution and anxiety of a ’60s counterculture that was already fraying at the seams. Instead of a traditional narrative, the film gravitates toward individual moments of scorching intensity and unexpected connection, from Ray directing a student/protégé (Tom Farrell) as he tearfully cuts off a beard that is central to his identity, to an unexpectedly insightful confession from a student who sheepishly concedes that for all of their supposed decadence, he and his peers ultimately prefer food to sex. 

No less an authority than film editor Walter Murch described We Can’t Go Home Again as the biggest mess he’d ever seen, but if Ray’s late-period obsession is a mess, it’s a vital, vibrant, electric mess that pulsates with empathy and ideas. Ray himself takes center stage in much of the film’s action, fulfilling the role of guru, father, sage, star-maker, teacher, and contemporary to his students. With his towering and dramatic appearance, which is enhanced by a pirate’s eye patch and a cult leader’s undeniable charisma, Ray almost single-handedly holds this squirming, squealing, incoherent experiment together through sheer magnetism. In that respect, the film sometimes suggests an experimental, tragicomic variation on movies like I Love You, Alice B. Toklas or Joe, where members of an older generation tap into the energy and electricity of a youth movement that is throttling the culture. 

We Can’t Go Home Again alternates between extremes. It can feel revolutionary, tender, and true one moment and like a bad, leering parody of pretentious art movies the next. Ray and his erratic collaborators were operating without resources or a script, trying to transform the raw material of their lives into art, and the film doesn’t always succeed. Yet there is an unmistakable glory in its heroic over-reaching. It’s an unexpectedly moving elegy to the ’60s from an artist with unique insight into the angst of young people. We Can’t Go Home Again ends with a quote from Ray (“No one does it alone, not even the madness.”) that poignantly comments on the noble aims of a project that found his madness melding with the madness of his students and the madness of the times to create a film that at its best feels like a waking dream. 

Key features: Extended interviews with Jim Jarmusch and Ray biographer Bernard Eisenschitz, a pair of Ray’s short films (“The Janitor” and “Marco”), and a segment on the director from a CBS show called Camera Three highlight this generous extras package.


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