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...could argue, conservative) cinema, having been won over by the likes of sex, lies and videotape, Wild at Heart, Barton Fink (1989-91), Pulp Fiction (1994), Elephant (2003) and Fahrenheit 9/11 (2004). But with Quentin Tarantino's Inglourious Basterds the only fully American entry in the running - Taking Woodstock by Ang Lee is generally considered part-American, part-Taiwanese - it was always likely that the Palme d'Or would remain in the hands of world cinema. And so it has proved, via the Austrian Haneke's White Ribbon victory. Cue the debate...
...priest in Seoul, a French crime lord in Hong Kong and an American drug-dealer in Tokyo. Sam Raimi brought a horror movie about a gypsy curse, and Quentin Tarantino enlisted in a fantasy World War II. Gay lovers disported in China, and Ang Lee found psychedelic bliss in Woodstock, 1969. Hard-core sex and violence splattered the giant Lumiere screen...
...there's also a healthy representation of star directors known around the world. Ang Lee - whose Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon premiered at Cannes before becoming the U.S.' all-time top-grossing foreign-language film not made by Mel Gibson - is back with Taking Woodstock. It's a quasi-fact-based tale about the seeds of the 1969 music festival; Emile Hirsch, Liev Schreiber and Comedy Central's Demetri Martin are the headliners...
...from New Jersey named after the Nazi leader. The decision on which names to accept and which to reject is generally left to the local registrar, but that decision can be contested in court. And sometimes the court's ruling can seem rather arbitrary. While the names Stompie, Woodstock and Grammophon have been rejected by German courts in the past, the similarly creative parents of Speedy, Lafayette and Jazz were granted their name of choice. (See pictures of Hitler's rise to power...
...well that's a book that FlyBy doesn't want to be reading. In our (hopelessly uncultured but humble) view, lyric-less selections are meant to be the stuff of symphonies, stoners, and stoners who occasionally listen to symphonies. This was Yardfest, not some crappy Woodstock do-over with a tire swing, bad corndogs, and a lot less acid. This was CEB-certified. This was supposed to be a sure bet. So FlyBy decided to check it out. And...well...it was pretty much what we expected...