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  • The Week’s Sunday Shortlist
    Hawke carries The Weight, McConaughey and Harrelson reunite, and a ‘masterpiece’ novel by Marlon James

     
    FILM REVIEW

    The Weight

    ★★★ (out of 4)
    Rated R


    Ethan Hawke’s latest movie, set in the 1930s but evoking a 1970s flick, feels like “the kind of ragtag, band-against-the-odds adventure that used to fill cinemas back in the day,” said Stephen A. Russell in Time Out. The veteran actor plays Samuel Murphy, a broke single father who, after being sent to a labor camp, gets roped into a scheme hatched by camp boss Russell Crowe. To shorten his sentence and prevent his daughter being taken from him, Murphy, alongside three handpicked co-conspirators, must smuggle stolen gold across dangerous Pacific Northwest territory. The resulting journey proves “a touch overlong,” but there are also “flashes of greatness,” including a rope-bridge sequence that’ll have you “tensing in your seat.” As Murphy emerges as a natural leader, said Ryan Lattanzio in IndieWire, “it’s a treat to watch the savvy physical particulars of Hawke’s performance.” But while the film is “rich in atmosphere,” it can get “visually murky,” and it saddles its characters with predictable story beats. I’ll concede that the climax is “a little confusing and rushed,” said Bilge Ebiri in NYMag.com. By that point, however, “we’re in so deep with these characters and their predicament that we’re breathless to find out how it all turns out.” Early on, director Padraic McKinley “seduces us into a world that feels fully lived in. Some “confident storytelling” does the rest of the work.

     
     
    tv review

    Brothers

    Matthew McConaughey and Woody Harrelson play off each other so naturally they could almost pass for brothers. This new comedy series posits they just might be. Playing lightly fictionalized versions of themselves, the two veteran actors (and onetime True Detective costars) convene at McConaughey’s Austin ranch, where McConaughey’s mom, played by Holland Taylor, implies that she knew Harrelson’s father intimately. The news sends Harrelson spinning, and soon he and McConaughey are bickering like siblings as the latter explores a run for Texas governor.
    Wednesday, Sept. 23, Apple TV

     
     
    FOOD & DRINK

    Cocktails: Canned transfusions

    Maybe it shouldn’t be a big surprise that golfers know something about thirst-beating cocktails, said Elliott Harrell in Food & Wine. Canned versions of the transfusion, a cocktail that appears to date to the 1950s, have become “wildly popular” on golf courses, but it’s hard to get the refreshing combo of vodka, ginger ale, grape juice, and lime just right. These brands do it best.

    Owen’s Transfusion Mix
    True, this one contains no alcohol, but it’s tasty as is, and with vodka added, it’s “by far” the closest in taste to a transfusion you’d be served in a bar. 

    Fore Craft Cocktails 
    A strong transfusion at 7% ABV, Fore’s delivers “strong fizziness” and a “deep grape flavor” that’s “offset nicely by the ginger notes.”

    Cutwater
    With its “strong vodka aftertaste,” this boozy transfusion is more “a cocktail to sip slowly” than a summer thirst chaser.

     
     
    BOOK OF THE WEEK

    The Disappearers

    by Marlon James

    “Why not just say it?” asked Dwight Garner in The New York Times. With his sixth book in an already decorated career, Marlon James “has written a masterpiece, the novel of the decade and possibly of the century thus far.” At 600- plus pages, The Disappearers is “a maximalist’s banquet” constructed from a simple story premise: In 1988 Jamaica, several closeted gay men are rehearsing a play in a house in Kingston when a homophobic mob storms in, killing one victim, blinding another, brutally beating the rest, and leaving the survivors forever changed. Still, “it’s hard to talk about this novel because there are at least two dozen ways to pick it up,” whether you’re interested in what James, a Jamaican native, has to say about violence, sex, pop culture, gay feeling, revenge, exile, or fathers and sons. The book “sank knives deep into my heart,” and “I’m still in recovery from it.”

    Two young men, Eddy Porteus and Jordan Brown, hold the center of this “unforgettable” work, said Laura Miller in Slate. “Eddy and Jordan aren’t friends exactly,” and up until the mob attack, their experiences of Jamaica’s virulent homophobia vary significantly. But when two other members of the acting troupe vanish after leaving the hospital, they team up to find them. Throughout the book, as in his previous novels, James “invents his own literary language, horny yet tender, punctuated by puns and music and elegant flourishes,” said Hamilton Cain in The Boston Globe. And as the story drifts to Miami, London, New York, and back to Kingston again, it’s held together by James’ passion for the era’s pop culture and his characters’ will to survive in the face of hatred. Thanks to its sweep and power, it’s a novel that “will be read decades from now, pored over in seminars and bookmarked on subway commutes.”

    While “there’s no denying” that The Disappearers is a great novel, it’s “also an ordeal,” said Ron Charles in his Substack newsletter. It “aspires to sear in the minds of readers the horrors of living in a world hostile to homosexuality,” and in that, it’ll succeed. But “James’ commitment to erotic realism, to the mechanics of oral and anal sex, voluntary and violent, is total and relentless,” and the book is in part “an encyclopedia of abuse and degradation.” I finished it “glad to have read it but equally glad to be done with it.” Even so, “what’s most surprising, given the book’s abiding terrors, is how James inches it erratically toward the light,” providing late glimpses of a few gay characters who not only survive but thrive. It’s easy to imagine that this “incomparable” work will be a beacon to more than a few young readers enduring violent hatred wherever it arises today.

     
     
    OBITUARY

    Gloria Steinem

    The feminist icon who led the women’s movement

    The personification of liberal feminism, Gloria Steinem galvanized the movement for equal rights and taught millions of women to advocate for themselves at work and at home. Instantly recognizable in her aviator glasses and her curtain of streaked hair, she spoke, wrote, and lobbied, helping create rape crisis centers, women’s shelters, and the National Women’s Political Caucus. An introvert who feared public speaking, she occupied the national spotlight for over half a century. In 1971, she co-founded Ms., the first magazine entirely owned and run by women, bringing feminism to a national audience at a time when a woman could not get a credit card in her own name. “When we started, there was not even a term for sexual harassment,” she often said. “It was just called life.”

    Born in Ohio, Steinem grew up poor, the daughter of a nomadic antique dealer father and an ex-journalist mother who spent time in psychiatric hospitals. When she was 10, her father left and her older sister went off to college, leaving her to care for her ailing mother. She had little time for school, but she read voraciously and graduated magna cum laude from Smith College. Still, she “lived in fear of hitting the skids at any moment” and turning into her mother, said The New York Times. After college, she broke off an engagement, had a secret abortion, and fled to India, walking across the country with followers of Gandhi. After returning in 1958, she became a journalist and won plaudits for an exposé she wrote about the sexism endured by Playboy bunnies—having gone undercover as a bunny for the story. Soon she had a political column in New York, and she joined the anti-war movement. But it wasn’t until she was 35, and attended a 1969 speak-out about illegal abortions, that she began to focus on women’s rights.

    Steinem became “the first famous feminist of the celebrity era, forging a public persona halfway between Madonna and Joan of Arc,” said The Guardian. She organized consciousness-raising sessions, led protests, gave speeches, wrote essays, and fundraised. All the while, she also gained attention for her short skirts and for dating a string of famous men. In 1970, she testified before Congress in support of the Equal Rights Amendment. She faced countless critics, led by conservative activist Phyllis Schlafly. A rift even developed between Steinem and The Feminine Mystique author Betty Friedan, who felt Steinem was too focused on social liberation rather than changing laws. While the movement tried to resist hierarchy, the media unofficially anointed Steinem the spokeswoman of feminism. She “was the perfect popularizer,” said New York, making “spiky, roiling, uncomfortable, often messy ideas around gender, race, class, equality, and liberation sound smooth and snappy, attractive and funny.”

    Steinem occasionally alienated her supporters, as when she defended President Clinton against sexual harassment allegations in 1998, yet she always “remained a lodestar for women’s rights activists,” said The Washington Post. Proudly child-free, she rejected the institution of marriage, insisting she couldn’t “mate in captivity”— though she did eventually marry British environmentalist David Bale to help him get a visa. Editor of Ms. for decades and the author of a dozen books, she continued lecturing into her 90s. “I feel proud,” she said in 2022. “And I feel mad as hell we are still dealing with the same issues.”

     
     

    Sunday Shortlist was written and edited by Susan Caskie, Ryan Devlin, Chris Erikson, Isaac Guzman, Chris Mitchell, Rebecca Nathanson, and Matt Prigge.

    Image credits, from top: Vertical Entertainment/Everett, AppleTV, Mark Seliger, Getty
     

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