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Dr. Frank Swietek is Associate Professor of History at the University of Dallas, where he is regarded as a particularly tough grader. He has been the film critic of the University News since 1988, and has discussed movies on air at KRLD-AM (Dallas) and KOMO-AM (Seattle). He is also the Founding President of the Dallas-Fort Worth Film Critics' Association, a group of print and broadcast journalists covering film in the Metroplex area, and was a charter member of the Society of Texas Film Critics. Dr. Swietek is a member of the Online Film Critics Society (OFCS). He was instrumental in the creation of the Lone Star Awards, which, through the efforts of the Dallas-Fort Worth Regional Film Commission, give recognition annually to the best feature films and television programs produced in Texas.

ICE CUBE AND MIKE EPPS ON “FRIDAY AFTER NEXT”

“The fans are the reason we made this movie. They go crazy for it,” rapper and moviemaker Ice Cube said in Dallas recently during a stopover with co-star Mike Epps to promote his new buddy comedy, “Friday After Next.” The picture is the third in the series of ensemble hood farces that began with the original “Friday” in 1994 and continued with “Next Friday” in 2000.
“When I made the first ‘Friday,’” he continued, “I never thought that I would make that one, let alone a sequel, then another sequel after that….But the fans kept asking, ‘When’s the next one?’”
The new picture has a holiday setting, with Craig (Cube) and Epps (who replaced Chris Tucker as Craig’s high-strung buddy Day-Day in the second installment) taking jobs as security guards at an L.A. strip mall on Christmas Eve. They need to make money fast because a thief wearing a Santa Claus suit has stolen their savings and the rent is due. Mayhem ensues in a series of episodes and surprises that come across like a modern version of a vaudeville show.
“That’s what it’s for,” Cube said. “This is for pure entertainment, pure laughs. No social commentary—nothing like that. This isn’t Barbershop [Cube’s other current release]. Just basically have fun.”
The holiday theme was, however, a late addition to the script. “I had thought of the strip mall idea,” Cube said, “and then when New Line said they wanted it to be released around November, late November, then I started thinking, man, this can be a holiday thing. We can take Christmas and give our movie a new paint job, in a way, and have fun with it. That’s when I started adding these Christmas elements. Christmas in the neighborhood.”
Cube admitted with a laugh that many of the crazy characters in the movie are based on friends and family members. “I never give names, but when they watch it, they know,” he said.
Epps chuckled when someone observed that though Cube had directed pictures himself in the past, he confined himself to writing, producing and starring this time, with newcomer Marcus Raboy taking over the helming duties. “I like the role of producer,” Cube explained, “because it gives me more freedom to not only do this project but to be a part of other projects, too.” To which Epps added with a knowing wink: “He’s there with the director, though, the whole time—whispering in his ear.”
The “Friday” series has gone on for so long, Cube added, that shooting the films has become a kind of family affair for the cast. “It’s like everybody enjoying each other’s company,” he explained. “I think that’s why the movie is so funny and the energy is so good in the movie, because we all love to do them. Everybody hates when the movie is wrapped.” Epps agreed: “It’s a party.”
One reason for the on-set exuberance is the freedom Cube, as writer-producer, shows to his co-stars. “You got people like that, you’ve got to give them room to run,” he said. “I write the scripts like a skeleton or shell or a frame. I get an idea and let them go think about it and then come back, and it’s expanded.”
And will there be further “Fridays”? “If [the fans] keep asking for it, we’ll keep giving it to them,” Ice Cube replied. “As long as we can keep thinking of fresh ideas and we can have somebody like this dude [Epps] along for the ride.”
To which Epps replied, “I’m glad to be part of the franchise.”

INTERVIEW WITH THE ASSASSIN

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Every once in a while a small film comes along that’s based on an idea so clever, and treats it so smartly, that the result pretty much disarms criticism. That’s the case with Neil Burger’s “Interview with the Assassin,” a wittily constructed and pleasurably unsettling pseudo-documentary that draws on the still-widespread belief that the murder of President John F. Kennedy was a conspiracy rather than the act of a single killer.

The set-up is wickedly simple: Ron Kobeleski (Dylan Haggerty), an out-of-work California TV cameraman, is approached by Walter Ohlinger (Raymond J. Barry), a gruff, grey-haired neighbor, to film his confession to a long-ago crime. Ohlinger claims to have been the rumored second gunman in the Kennedy assassination–the mysterious figure who supposedly fired the fatal shot from the infamous grassy knoll and escaped, leaving the patsy Oswald to take the rap. Walter, who also claims to be terminally ill, explains to Kobeleski that he’d been recruited for the deed by a superior under whom he’d served in the Marines, and that powerful forces are still at work to insure that the truth remains buried. The cameraman is initially incredulous but desperate for a story that could make his career, so he encourages Ohlinger to prove his assertions on film. Before long the duo is on the move across the country to locate people who can corroborate Walter’s unlikely tale.

A number of elements explain why “Interview” works as well as it does. One is the expertly gauged, brilliantly restrained performance of Barry; he captures perfectly the Walter’s world-weary matter-of-factness, his underlying menace, and his periodic glimmers of madness. Barry is good enough to keep viewers guessing about whether he’s what he says he is, or simply nuts; it’s one of those exceptional turns by a splendid character actor that won’t receive the acclaim it deserves, simply because it’s so expertly understated. (There’s an absolutely chilling moment when Ohlinger explains why he’d agreed to kill the president in the first place–for the purely banal reason of feeling powerful–and Barry captures it dead-on.) But Barry wouldn’t be so impressive if Burger hadn’t been so canny in constructing revealing episodes for the character. A visit to Dallas, where Ohlinger walks through the route he took on the day of the assassination, is eerily straightforward, and another, in which Ron and Walter visit one of the older man’s former comrades-in-arm for some target practice after buying a few guns, is right-on, too. The script ratchets up the tension by cannily inserting a suggestion that the duo is being followed–which in turn leads to some frighteningly extreme reactions on Ohlinger’s part. There’s also an interview Kobeleski conducts with Walter’s ex-wife (the pitch-perfect Kate Williamson) that’s beautifully shaped and played. And on a more general level, the sense of co-dependency that the film builds between the two men is subtly and effectively rendered: each is using the other for very selfish reasons, and both prove to be villains, though in different ways. The gritty, faux-verité style contributes to things as well; with the frequent POV shots from the perspective of Ron’s camera, the picture comes to resemble a more cerebral, though equally mysterious, variant of “The Blair Witch Project.”

But there are drawbacks, particularly toward the close. Simply put, the conceit, while clever, proves difficult to sustain to feature length, and the attempt to provide the shaggy-dog story with a hugely surprising denouement misses the mark. From the point when Walter and Ron reach Washington in their peregrinations, the plot twists grow increasingly strained, and by the final wrap-up, the earlier air of perverse plausibility has dissipated.

Nonetheless, for most of the distance the picture provides a satisfyingly unsettling ride into the dark places of our national psyche. We don’t get many paranoid thrillers like “The Conversation” or “The Parallax View” (or even “Three Days of the Condor” or “All the President’s Men”) anymore–the imperfect “Arlington Road” (1999) was probably the best recent example. In spite of its disappointing final fifteen minutes, “Interview with the Assassin” is a nifty little addition to the genre.