Let Him Eat Cake (Film thoughts: The Cakemaker)

large_Cakemaker_PressPosterHQClosing out Pride month, I am writing about, for me,  the best ‘gay’ film since last year’s ‘Call Me By Your Name.’  Written and Directed by Ofir Raul Graizer, ‘The Cakemaker’ is one of those movies that got to me. After seeing the movie, I wanted to just get home and think about it in silence. It’s the story of a German baker Thomas (Tim Kalkhof, looking like a German Jonathan Groff) who falls in love with an Israeli businessman who travels monthly to Berlin. When the businessman suddenly dies in a car accident, Thomas flies to Jerusalem and gets involved in the life of the man’s widow Anat (Sarah Adler)

This is a great example of how grief ties people together. There is a lot of softness and delicacy on the film, and I was engrossed from the first frame. It speaks to me about how a connection (or disconnection) can make a lasting impact in one’s life, and the different ways we deal with grief. Thomas changes Anat’s life for he better, and while there’s a certain plot point in there that I theoretically did not believe in, thee are fine actors that I swallowed it whole. Kalkhof is fantastic here, muted and passive, yet expressing powerful emotions in a  nod and a glance, and Adler a formative match, vulnerable, determined, sympathetic. It shows us realities in modern day Israel – the dichotomy of being religious and liberal, of tradition and acceptance. By the end, I was sobbing, and I didn’t know why. Of course, I knew it was because of the sheer beauty of the film.


Can That Boy Fox Trot? (Film Thoughts: Foxtrot)

ftorI have always been fascinated with foreign films. To me, there’s something really comforting about seeing that even though human stories are flavoured with individual cultures, essentially they are all the same – they appeal to our hearts and our souls in the same exact manner. I just wrote about the brilliant Chile’s submission for the Academy,  and now I am writing about ‘Foxtrot,’ which is Israel’s submission.

Foxtrot is about a family who, in the beginning of the film, gets a knock from Isareli military, saying that their son has fallen in the line of duty up north while manning a ‘supply station.’ What that is is unclear to most people, even to the representatives of a military. The first third of the film is spent as we watch everyone mourn for the death of the young soldier. But that’s only the beginning of the film. We find in the second part that the military has made a mistake – a different young man with the same name has perished, and this family’s son is still alive. It was all a misunderstanding, sorry, boo hoo. We get to see the young soldier in action, manning a checkpoint. I will not spoil the last third of the film, as it is the most powerful part. But it has to do with the choices we make, and the guilt that we suffer from when we think we do what is best.

4416871.jpg-r_1280_720-f_jpg-q_x-xxyxxWhile I like what the film has to say, I don’t really know if I really liked the film. It has a lot of parts that are quite moving, but I also found it painfully slow. There were times when I found myself checking the time. Could it be because I was not in such a relaxed state? I watched this after a particularly stressful week, plus this annoying woman sat next to me and she spoke with her companion throughout the film, as if she were watching the film in her living room. I think how you feel while watching a movie definitely affects how you view a film. But there’s no mistake the power of what is being said here, though, and perhaps I could do a second viewing of this and I may feel differently.