Lucky (2017)

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Lucky, a 2017 movie, is about a 90 year old hale and hearty retired Navy officer, who spends the rest of his days busying himself in the vicissitudes of daily life. The movie surely has a very slow pace, and is definitely not for those who don't have a much developed taste in the repertoire of film industry. Just the desert, the blue sky, a bunch of Cactus plants, the old man and couple of his pals have been portrayed in the film. At times, nostalgia sweeps over the old man, and he goes back to the times, places and people he knew and loved.Primarily, the genre of the movie is drama. But, the old man happens to show disgust at times regarding the concepts he doesn't agree with, which drags in a little touch of comedy (Dramedy). Besides, a little philosophical innuendo is also there: the way Lucky discusses the concepts of "realism" and "truth" and mentioned to be growing "afraid" makes a person question the very thoughts of an old man. While many claim Lucky to be a "lonely" person, Lucky defends himself by making the difference between being "alone" and being "lonely" crystal clear. In addition, the concepts of life and impending death, not getting to judge others for their actions, and bearing the burdens of life on our backs, smilingly, have, too, been put forward by a mere example of a 100 year old tortoise, who expects to live a 100 more. In short, it's a slow paced drama film, that happens to inculcate in it the meanings of our life, and questions the very existence of a human soul.

Harry Dean Stanton was a venerable character actor with a career spanning over 60 years. He died last September being 91 years old, and "Lucky" is next to last movie that he got to star in.It is a bittersweet story about an old man living alone who's actually is in great health and physical shape despite smoking and drinking alcohol regularly. He spends his time watching TV and just hanging around the little town that he lives in... and at one point starts worrying what exactly happens next.Stanton is joined by wonderful supporting cast, including David Lynch (yes, the man more known as director of weird movies), Ed Begley Jr., Tom Skerritt, Beth Grant, James Darren, Barry Shabaka Henley, Ron Livingston, Hugo Armstrong, Yvonne Huff, et al.The problem with movies about being old is that there's been a number of them recently, most of them not adding anything unique or interesting to the topic.I get it, the population of the developed world is getting older, and naturally many of the actors with it. They still need work to pass the time and find some purpose, but as a movie fan, I find it progressively harder to have enthusiasm for such projects.In other words, "being old" has turned into a genre, and genre movies usually don't have enough personality or originality to justify basically watching the same thing over and over again.That's why I tend to avoid CGI animations, superhero movies, and horror movies for example, even if the specific projects are commercially successful and highly praised by the fans.Maybe I'm just being bored that almost every "old person movie" is about having lost purpose in life and/or rediscovering some of that during the course of the story.I understand that for many, aging really may equal to losing active role in life, and just vegetating till one dies. But it's not the same for everybody, especially if one is a spiritual person and doesn't concentrate on mostly materialistic goals in life.And, really, do we need movies - a powerful means of mass communication - constantly re-affirming that yup, this is what's waiting for us near the end?If the reader was hoping that this rant will lead to stating that "Lucky" was different, then I have to crash one's hopes. It does not actually feel markedly more original or deeper than the usual.What it does have, is a lot of charm, certainly more than the average. There's something instantly inviting about the laid-back atmosphere and simple but thoughtful approach, which consists mainly of a bunch of veteran actors hanging around, doing what they're goot at, talking about nothing at everything at once.Even David Lynch is charismatic to watch, although most of us probably think of him as a director, not actor.The first-time director John Carroll Lynch is actually a venerable character actor who's getting old, too. It would have been cool if he reserved a role for himself as well.The great thing about "Lucky" is that it doesn't overstay its welcome, ending in 88 minutes.Lynch the director has adequately understood that there's not enough content to carry the story longer and higher, so it wouldn't pay to reach for something more epic. It's just a little meditation on mortality, the general atmosphere being in priority, and the movie doesn't need more.I like what Detroit News's critic has written about "Lucky": more than anything, it's a tribute to Stanton, who wore each of his 91 years in the deep crevasses on his long face, in his weathered voice and on his frail frame.That's exactly how the project should be remembered: a moving tribute to the legendary thespian.

"Lucky" is a new American movie mostly in the English language and it premiered back in 2017. Director is John Carroll Lynch and this is actually his first directorial effort. Also the first writing credits for Sparks and Sumonja. You can say about all three, especially Lynch, that they are more known for their acting efforts so far, but taking that into account, this one here is definitely an impressive rookie effort. A lot of that has to do with the fact that lead actor Harry Dean Stanton is the exact opposite of a rookie. He was almost 90 when he appeared in here and may he rest in peace now. A dignified way to end one's career and life we got in these slightly under 1.5 hours. There are definite western elements in this one, but overall yes it is a mix of comedy and drama for sure. A really melancholic movie. The fact that very little happens or I should say very little spectacular happens here makes this a movie that is certainly not for everybody. The dramatic moments include a tortoise leaving its owner, memories from war time half a century ago and an old man falling down without breaking anything. But even if these moments may not appear as significant to those watching, they could hardly be any more significant to the characters in the film. We have many familiar faces in the supporting cast here like Tom Skerritt's impressive one-scene performance or renowned filmmaker David Lynch mourning the loss (not the death) of his beloved animal. It's a very calm, very restrained and yet there is a great deal of heart in it. I thought it was a melancholic watch from start to finish, at times even depressing, but also occasionally a bit uplifting and not on one occasion a bad movie. It is one that will probably not half as seen as it should be and sadly I suspect also one that will be forgotten far more quickly than it should be, but there are moments in it that make the film a bit of a gem, even if these are probably not frequent enough for me to be really enthusiastic about it. Would have been nice to see Stanton finally score an Oscar nomination with his portrayal here, even if he did not live to have witnessed it, but somehow it just shouldn't be. One area where the film delivers really convincingly is the subject of fugaciousness, how nothing is forever, and everything will be gone at one point or another. But luckily, the creators' wits make sure it is not a movie where you will feel really bad leaving the theater, but you will actually feel very impressed, maybe entertained depending on your character. I think this is a really good achievement and a pretty touching film and boy was Stanton even in his old days a good singer. His performance at the boy's birthday party was spot on really. But everybody else in the cast is doing a fine job too. It just fits. You never feel like watching actors, the characters all feel so authentic. Maybe the director missed the right moment to end the film when we see Stanton's character smile in the company of his friends at the bar, but the ending still wasn't bad by any means. Good to see him go out on such a high note and there are more than just a few moments that seem a bit tragic in the face of the actor's actual fate, which makes this film maybe a sadder watch than it was intended to be. But a good one without a doubt. I think you should watch this one. It's really hard not to like.

If this is the first half of your visit on earth the chances are this film is not for you. Even viewers who have been here longer may find the film excruciatingly slow, painfully confronting, or both. Staring into the face of death can be like that. But if you have ever pondered the reason or sequel for your visit, the poignantly introspective essay on aging and death, ironically called Lucky (2017), may be one of the most honest films you have ever seen.It may be a metaphor for life itself, but the plot is as insubstantial as it is profound. Framed by the wide and dusty Arizona desert, Lucky (Harry Dean Stanton) is a humourless and crabby 90-year old loner whose daily routines are repetitive and banal. We meet him at an aesthetic low point in his sagging underwear, meticulously conducting his morning yoga stretches in between puffing his packet-a-day lifetime habit. Just as he sets out on his daily pattern of visiting a shop or bar or wandering the streets of his small-time nowhere town, he notices a kitchen clock ominously flashing 12:00 and falls to the floor. His doctor confirms that the unhurt but dazed Lucky has nothing wrong with him other than being old.The fall is Lucky's epiphany for confronting his mortality and, as an atheist, there is no comfort to be found in a higher power. Not much more happens in this film. A friend deep in grief over his missing 100-year old tortoise named President Roosevelt becomes a dark comedic touchstone for the same inconsequential and inevitable fate that awaits Lucky and the audience. The doctor and the tortoise are hinge points that shape the sparse narrative; another occurs at a young boy's birthday party where the usually morose Lucky unexpectedly sings a mournfully beautiful Spanish song. It is the only scene where Lucky appears to embrace the rawness of being alive. If there is a tension curve it snaps taut when he speaks the words "I'm scared" at what lies ahead; mercifully, the curve softens with a glimmer of optimism in the film's final scene.This minimalist narrative compacted tightly into 88 minutes feels so much bigger because it is. The film's centre of gravity is Lucky's face, where the camera spends a lot of time looking into the sunken sadness and deeply etched markings of decades gone by. It's a face that rarely emotes except for annoyance, confusion, or fear, which heightens the contrast with his almost spiritual gaze while singing the Spanish lament that means 'Going Back'. It seems odd to credit Stanton with performance authenticity given that, in reality, he is an old man playing an old man.For many fans of Stanton and his long illustrious career, the film climaxes in two very different worlds. The fact that he passed away late last year before he saw the film's release transforms his final work into something akin to an existential masterpiece.