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Now Playing: Insidious, Miyazaki, Fassbinder

Summer movie season is in full swing this second weekend in July.

The highest profile release is Insidious: The Red Door. The Blumhouse horror dynasty made their bones with Paranormal Activity and the first film in the Insidious series. For this one, star Patrick Wilson, who plays long-suffering paterfamilias Josh Lambert, takes the director’s chair. Rose Byrne returns as Renai, who somehow hasn’t had a major breakdown after a decade of jump scares. Their son Dalton (Ty Simpkins, all grown up) isn’t so lucky. As he’s trying to work through his trauma, the spirits who bedevil the family return. This one’s low-budget and high-impact, just like I like ’em.

Four Asian-American women on a “work trip” to China decide to cut loose in Joy Ride. The directorial debut of Crazy Rich Asians writer Adele Lim stars Emily in Paris’ Ashley Park and Stephanie Hsu of Everything Everywhere All At Once fame. This one’s giving off serious Bridesmaids vibes.

Remember Bio-Dome, the Pauly Shore comedy vehicle from the 1990s? Or Spaceship Earth, the 2020 documentary about the extremely weird history of Biosphere, the experimental environment simulator facility in the Arizona Desert which was the inspiration for Bio-Dome? Well, this isn’t either one of those. Biosphere is, instead, a film by indie legend Mark Duplass and director Mel Eslyn, starring Sterling K. Brown and Duplass as two guys trying to ride out the end of civilization. Will the laughs get bigger as the oxygen runs out?

On Sunday at 4 p.m., Fathom Events’ Hayao Miyazaki retrospective continues with Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind. The 1984 film, set on a future Earth ravaged by environmental degradation, was way ahead of its time and represented the beginning of Miyazaki’s most creative period. The trailer, which is very 1984, is just a taste of the wild visuals in store.

On Thursday, July 13, The Marriage of Maria Braun pops up at Crosstown Theatre. Director Rainer Werner Fassbinder’s postwar trilogy began in 1979 with this box office hit, which examined the ennui of German life in the 1950s. It’s now considered a classic of European cinema.

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Tully

In the mid-1970s, film critic Laura Mulvey introduced the concept of “male gaze.” The vast majority of films, she said, were told from a male point of view, because the power structures that controlled Hollywood and all the other major film production centers of the world were overwhelmingly male. Men were the protagonists and antagonists, and women were mostly just there to be looked at. This point of view bias was so deeply ingrained in movies that it was difficult for many people of both sexes to even perceive it, much less imagine what a film devoid of male gaze would be like.

Now it’s the woke 21st century, but the vast majority of films are still headed by men, despite major initiatives by women inside and outside the industry. Tully is directed by a man (Jason Reitman, son of the legendary producer/director Ivan Reitman), but its point of view is decidedly female, thanks to the film’s other major creative partners. Diablo Cody, who broke into the business with 2007’s Juno, wrote the screenplay and produced it alongside its star, Charlize Theron.

With a little mental work, one can imagine how Tully‘s story would break out if it were from a male point of view. It would go something like this: Drew (Ron Livingston) is a hard working father whose wife Marlo (Charlize Theron) goes to great lengths to convince him to help out with the parenting duties.

Mackenzie Davis stars opposite Charlize Theron in Diablo Cody’s Tully.

Maybe the I Love Lucy version is how it looks to Drew, but that’s not how it looks to Marlo. To her, pregnant with their third child, Drew is barely there. He travels frequently for work, and when he’s home, he spends his free time slaying video game zombies. Their kindergarten age son Jonah (Asher Miles Fallica) is starting to exhibit signs of serious autism, making his transition to school very difficult. The couple’s struggles are put into sharp relief by a visit to Marlo’s brother Craig’s (director/producer Mark Duplass) enormous Modernist home, complete with servants and a nanny.

Craig, hinting at difficulties with postpartum depression Marlo had after Jonah was born, offers to foot the bill for a part-time nanny who will come in at night so Marlo can get some sleep. Drew’s pride is wounded by his more affluent brother-in-law, so at first they decline the offer, but once baby Mia is born, Marlo’s situation moves from difficult to impossible. That’s when Tully (Mackenzie Davis) arrives. Tully is the perfect helper — maybe a little too perfect. She’s almost like the female version of the male gaze trope of the quirky girlfriend who exists only to improve the life of the male comedic lead — a Manic Pixie Dream Nanny.

Tully takes its time in the wind up, but that’s okay since it gives the audience more time with Theron. She was already one of cinema’s great actresses before her immortal turn as Furiosa in Mad Max: Fury Road. Since then, she’s been doing a lot of presumably well paid action leads, such as the fun but slight Atomic Blonde. Seeing her do comedy/drama naturalism is like a sip of fine wine after drinking from the box for too long. From the first shot of the film, which focuses on her ready-to-pop pregnant belly, she is photographed in a series of increasingly unflattering situations, many of which involve breast pumps. Cody’s self-aware, wisecracking dialog hasn’t found an actor who worked with it so well since Ellen Page in Juno. Theron sells it by trying to sound polite and normal while delivering cutting barbs.

Once Tully enters the scene, everyone fades to the background as the film becomes a tight two-hander between her and Marlo. Davis has masterfully handled an intense female relationship before, in Sophia Takal’s excellent Always Shine. Here, it’s less about jealous lesbian murder and more about cupcakes and self-care. But even as Marlo relaxes into the situation and accepts the help she didn’t think she needed, undercurrents of tension and subtext swirl around the two women.

Reitman and Cody try for an ambitious ending, and don’t quite stick the landing. But then again, Tully is all about the problems of excessive expectations of perfection thrust upon women in general and mothers in particular. Once you watch it, you’re going to want to do something nice for your mom.