Miles Ahead: Mini-review


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Don Cheadle

Don Cheadle’s performance is the main reason to see Miles Ahead

C+For the second time in a month, a legendary jazz trumpeter becomes the subject of a biodrama that freely admits to fabricating crucial scenes to give audiences a better understanding of the musician. But, while Born to Be Blue uses fiction to powerfully explain Chet Baker’s heroin addiction, Don Cheadle, the co-writer/director/star of Miles Ahead turns the life of Miles Davis into a bad episode of Starsky & Hutch.

Miles Ahead takes place largely in 1979, when a coked-up and creatively blocked Davis lived in seclusion in New York, unable to finish his latest album. A Rolling Stone reporter, Dave Brill (Ewan McGregor) visits Davis, trying to get an interview, and winds up helping Davis recover session tapes that a sleazy promoter (Michael Stuhlbarg) stole from the musician and hopes to use to finish the album without Davis’ help. During the time spent with Brill, Davis reveals more about himself, as depicted in extensive flashbacks to his earlier career.

Don Cheadle has crafted Miles Ahead as a mosaic, revealing bits and pieces of Davis in a series of largely unrelated scenes going back and forth in time. They show the cruelty in Davis’ life, both what he could inflict on others like his long suffering wife (Emayatzay Corinealdi) and what he suffered as well, such as a scene in which a white cop hassles him right outside the door of the nightclub where the musician was headlining. Dave Bill is a fictitious character, but Davis’ eventual bonding with and confiding in him gives the audience a great look at Davis’ psyche. While the invention of Brill helps flesh out Davis, the equally invented stolen tapes subplot, which takes up nearly half of Miles Ahead, is a huge distraction. Although it’s by far the easiest part of the film to follow, the entire tape scenario, including a shootout involving Davis, Brill, and some of the promoter’s goons, followed by a high-speed chase, is overly melodramatic at best and incredibly silly at worst. Even in those scenes, however, Cheadle is completely captivating and believable as Davis. The audience can see why he would lock himself away for years rather than, in his view, diminish his art. The more ridiculous aspects of Miles Ahead diminish the film’s art as well, but nothing can diminish the excellence of Davis and Cheadle.
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Trumbo: Mini-review


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Bryan Cranston could have used Dalton Trumbo’s help with this script.

BDalton Trumbo may have been the best screenwriter ever to work in Hollywood as well as one of the most controversial. His life and times certainly merit Hollywood treatment of their own. Surprisingly, however, the primary weakness of the slick new biopic Trumbo is its script, one that could have used a rewrite by the scribe himself.

The film focuses on the most chaotic period in the life of Trumbo (Bryan Cranston in his first major film starring role), from the late 1940’s until the early 60’s. When the House Un-American Activities Committee began to investigate supposed Communist influence in the film industry, he refused to give straight answers when called to testify and, as a result, went to jail for contempt. Once released, Trumbo was blacklisted and unable to produce scripts under his own names but kept busy writing under other people’s names for several years, winning two OscarsHis unofficial Hollywood banishment ended when he received onscreen credit for the scripts of Spartacus and Exodus

Trumbo was directed by Jay Roach whose career is a mixture of big screen silliness (Meet the Parents) and more prestigious HBO docudramas (Game Change). The movie actually plays like one of Roach’s HBO projects that got a theatrical release. The talented acting ensemble does a fine job, especially those playing well-known celebrities (Helen Mirren as Hedda Hopper, Michael Stuhlbarg as Edward G. Robinson, David James Elliott as John Wayne). However, Trumbo is essentially a series of often broadly played comic vignettes, such as John Goodman as a schlock producer using a baseball bat to threaten a studio hack who wants Trumbo fired. These bits usually work, and Bryan Cranston is excellent at glibly dispensing quotable one-liners. But the movie glosses over the more serious issues it raises. When a fellow writer (Louis C.K. in the scene below) asks just how Trumbo can square his supposed radical beliefs and his strongly capitalistic work ethic, neither he nor the movie ever adequately respond. Similarly, the toll that Trumbo’s hectic pace and subterfuge take on his family doesn’t get the attention it deserves. The most valuable service the movie provides is to give many in the audience an introduction to an era that remains an embarrassment to this day for Hollywood. Trumbo does so in a glib, entertaining manner, but it never manages to really probe very far beneath the glitzy Hollywood façade it depicts so well.
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