Jan. 17, 2013 - Issue #900: The ongoing musical evolution of Hannah Georgas
SaltThu, Jan 17 (7 pm)
Directed by Diego Rougier
Metro Cinema at the Garneau
All filmmaker Sergio wants is for someone to make his manuscript into a damn movie. But the producers he knows aren't exactly falling over themselves to bankroll a flat western set in the Atacama desert. Deflated but not defeated, he decides to go to the little community on the edge of that desert to make some rewrites on the script—which, like the movie you're watching, is called Salt. There, he gets mistaken for a fellow named Diego—a name shared by the director of the film you're watching—and ends up living more dramatic action than he could've ever hoped to put to paper. Turns out Diego, wherever he is, crossed the wrong sort of people, and Sergio finds himself in the precarious, limb-threatening position of having to live up to another, wilder man's reputation, and in doing so embrace the adventure he's been trying to write, while writing it.
And despite the fact that those dual layers never quite find a way to gel into anything beyond manufactured coincidence, Salt might still stand as one of the most entertaingly bizarre westerns of note, totally committed to its vaguely meta-premise and more than just a little bloody in its escalation, set in a gorgeous, sun-cracked landscape and powered mostly by a certain schadenfreude for its unwilling lead. Even though it doesn't quite manage to tie up its loose ends, or deliver much in the way of depth, it's still a satisfying ride in the odd cowboy oeuvre.
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