‘Fly Me to the Moon’ review: Johansson, Tatum team for decent space race rom-com

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While far from out of this world, “Fly Me to the Moon” stays aloft with a fun premise, star power, a nice tempo and good vibes.

The romantic comedy set in the late 1960s against the backdrop of the space race between the United States and the Soviet Union pairs Scarlett Johansson and Channing Tatum as, respectively, a freewheeling New York City marketing specialist and a by-the-books NASA launch director.

Directed by Greg Berlanti (“Love, Simon”), “Fly Me to the Moon” is jaunty and jazzy from its musically enhanced opening credits sequence, which brings the viewer up to speed on the relevant history, including the tragedy of the Apollo 1 mission in early 1967, which greatly informs the behavior of Tatum’s Cole Davis.

It is now seven months from the launch of the Apollo 11 mission, which, if all goes according to plan, will see the U.S. put the first men on the moon in mid-1969. To say Cole is wound a little tightly is an understatement — he’s obsessed with catching a black cat having the run of the Cape Kennedy facility in Florida — but, in fairness to him, he is nearly blown to smithereens in the movie’s first few minutes.

It is then we also are introduced to Johansson’s Kelly Jones, who, pretending to be pregnant, sells some male car executives — who initially do their best to dismiss her — on an advertising campaign that would sell not just the automobiles’ speed but also their safety, which, she says, will appeal to the wives of the prospective customers.

NASA needs that creativity and do-whatever-it-takes attitude to resell the American public on the Apollo program, believes Moe Berkus (Woody Harrelson), a shadowy government operative in the administration of President Richard Nixon. After all, the agency is working to fulfill the late President John F. Kennedy’s desire to see American men on the moon while the war in Vietnam is costing American lives — and American taxpayers, with members of Congress considering pulling NASA’s funding. Thus, Moe makes Kelly an offer she can’t refuse.

So she’s off to Florida with assistant Ruby (Anna Garcia), who is conflicted about doing anything for Nixon. There, Kelly encounters Cole in a diner, where he puts out the fire she’s started with a book and a candle. He proceeds to tell her that while she’s incredibly beautiful and he’d love to get to know her, he simply doesn’t have time.

Next thing he knows, she’s bouncing around a restricted area at Kennedy and all up in his very demanding business. The attraction he felt seemingly gone, he banishes her and Ruby to a bleak, windowless office.

That won’t stop Kelly, who, along with having a window installed by facility personnel, sets about marketing the mission without his help, going so far as to hire actors to portray him and his right-hand man, Henry Smalls (Ray Romano), in interviews with the press with which Cole refuses to be involved.

As “Fly Me to the Moon” — a little long at more than two hours — dances on and launch day approaches, Cole and Kelly must learn to work together, of course, which (surprise!) brings them closer together. But, wouldn’t you know it, issues crop up that keep them soaring off in opposite directions.

These are brush fires, however. If Cole catches wind of a high-stakes endeavor Moe coerces Kelly into undertaking — we won’t spoil the nature of it, as it’s pretty clever, along with coming deep into the proceedings — it very well could spell the end to any stellar future the two could share.

As a tandem, Johansson (“Jojo Rabbit,” “Black Widow”) and Tatum (“The Lost City,” “Magic Mike’s Last Dance”) are … fine. You may find yourself, as we did, spending time while watching “Fly Me to the Moon” thinking about the myriad potential Hollywood pairings that may have made the movie more consistently dynamic. That said, they hit the major moments well enough.

Working from the first produced screenplay by Rose Gilroy, Berlanti keeps things moving at a peppy-enough clip — aided by an enjoyable selection of songs from the era selected by music supervisor Season Kent the ever-moving camera of director of photography Dariusz Wolski — that you almost don’t notice that writer and director have failed to flesh out any of the characters aside from Kelly and Cole. Given Romano’s presence, you’d think more would have been made of Henry, who’s barely more than a background player.

Not surprisingly, Harrelson (“The People vs. Larry Flynt”), playing a character somewhat similar to the one he occupied in the so-so 2023 series “The White House Plumbers,” finds his moments to be comically impactful. However, the comedy MVP is Jim Rash, whose Lance Vespertine — an eccentric movie director on Kelly’s payroll — essentially is the actor’s Dean Pelton from “Community” with a different look. (No complaints here.)

From a production standpoint, you can’t help but notice that, for a movie built around the launch of a spacecraft, “Fly Me to the Moon” doesn’t exactly boast the most expensive-looking sets or props. On the other hand, with a reported budget of about $100 million, it’s pretty steep for a rom-com,

Hey, can you really put a price on good vibes?

‘Fly Me to the Moon’

2.5 stars (out of 4)

MPA rating: PG-13 (for some strong language, and smoking)

Running time: 2:12

How to watch: In theaters on Friday, July 12

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A four-star horror movie? Expertly crafted ‘Longlegs’ achieves the impossible

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Oz Perkins’ eerie, occultist serial killer horror thriller “Longlegs” opens with a psyche-rattling sequence, barely a minute or two long, in which he crafts a chilling sense of shock, awe and confounding humor simply through shot composition, editing and performance. It unsettles the viewer on a bone-deep level, the tension then bursting like a bubble on a bravura music cue.

It is scary, only because of how it is presented formally, not necessarily thanks to any of the basic actions or imagery on screen, and it is thrilling, because Perkins announces from the outset his audacious approach to tone as well as his mastery of cinematic technique to create suspense. The tension never lets up throughout “Longlegs,” though it is peppered with a dry, black humor that somehow just makes everything more disturbing.

One should know as little as possible about “Longlegs” for the best viewing experience: in fact, feel free to stop reading now if experiencing an entirely unpredictable plot and the sensation of sickening dread mixed with bleak humor for 100 minutes sounds like an appealing cinematic experience (it is). But we shall proceed here, because “Longlegs” is just too rich a text to unpack, and the obstacle course of writing around its true horrors is a worthy challenge.

Though it’s a facile comparison, “Longlegs” feels like Perkins’ “The Silence of the Lambs,” in that it follows a young female FBI agent as she plays cat and mouse with a serial killer (there’s also a shared enthusiasm for British ‘70s rock on behalf of our respective boogeymen). Special Agent Lee Harker (Maika Monroe) has the preternatural skill and drive of Clarice Starling, and both characters similarly fail to mask their vulnerability with toughness, though in different ways.

Blair Underwood in a scene from the movie “Longlegs.” (Neon/TNS)

Harker’s not a people person but she is highly intuitive, perhaps even a little bit psychic. She’s recruited by Special Agent Carter (Blair Underwood) for precisely that quality, to start reinvestigating the cold case of a series of possibly related family annihilations wherein a person named “Longlegs” has claimed a kind of responsibility through coded notes. As she dives deeper into research, it’s revealed that Harker is strangely connected to these cases (is she psychic or are these memories?).

Nicolas Cage plays a strange suspect in one of his more outre and unrecognizable performances. He is brilliant and clearly having a blast committing wholeheartedly to his wacky and terrifying choices (though Cage has never not committed above and beyond in every performance). Alicia Witt also appears as Harker’s mother, with whom the agent has a close, but complicated, relationship. Monroe, with a sort of placid sullenness, is the eye of the storm of these colorful characters, including her bombastic boss Carter.

The performances work in tandem with the astonishingly meticulous and precise filmmaking. Perkins (who is the son of “Psycho” star Anthony Perkins) has a marvelously methodical eye in crafting cinematic image and sound. With cinematographer Andres Arochi, who works magic with the structure of light, Perkins centers Harker in carefully composed shots where she is dwarfed by the environment, emphasizing her smallness and sense of overwhelm. The camera switches between objective observation of our protagonist, and alignment with her intuitive point of view and actions. Slow, creeping zooms mimic her vision, and backwards tracking shots continuously drag her into danger, her gun always in hand.

The camera bears an omniscient, ominous knowingness that can’t always be trusted, but repeated shots and scenarios suggest connection and comparison between different characters and across time, so there is an internal rhythm to the filmmaking even as the story defies traditional kinds of logic.

“Longlegs” is also a masterpiece of production design (by Danny Vermette) and set decoration (by Trevor Johnston) that suggests a time and place (mid-1990s, mid-Atlantic) and fills in that world with pertinent visual information. Perkins also fills the cast with interesting and memorable supporting roles that make the world of “Longlegs” bigger, richer and weirder, and helps us to understand the characters further, seeing how they interact with the world around them.

However, “Longlegs” does not offer up easy answers about itself on a macro level. Watching it feels like a riddle, the film itself a code to crack, and by the time it’s done, the whole puzzle has not yet been revealed. That’s OK. Understanding everything is not the point in a film that offers such a delicious roller-coaster ride of bad vibes. Just jump on board and let Perkins guide the way — the journey is more than worth it.

‘Longlegs’

4 stars (out of 4)

MPA rating: R (for bloody violence, disturbing images and some language)

Running time: 1:41

How to watch: In theaters on Friday, July 12

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Trudy Rubin: Ukraine’s ‘Birdie,’ freed from captivity, recalls the horrors Russia inflicted on female POWs

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KYIV, Ukraine — It was almost impossible to associate the red-haired young woman I met in a café with her experiences in the innermost circle of Russian hell. But the memories of deaths, torture, beatings, and sexual violence, witnessed and experienced, clearly haunted her even as she spoke calmly and occasionally laughed.

Kateryna Polishchuk, known throughout Ukraine as the “Birdie” of Mariupol’s Azovstal steelworks, sang for starving and dying Ukrainian troops holed up there for weeks after the February 2022 Russian invasion. Her songs — shared on social media — inspired Ukrainians still dazed by the war.

Surrounded, cut off, the Azovstal fighters finally surrendered to the Russians on May 16, 2022, and disappeared into brutal prisoner-of-war prisons where all were tortured, many murdered, and others are still held. As a combat medic, Polishchuk went with them.

Her story illustrates both the incredible courage of Ukrainian front-liners and Vladimir Putin’s determination to crush Ukrainian independence by the most brutal means.

At the steelworks in Mariupol

“When the war started in 2014, I was just 12, but I knew I would join the war. I didn’t know the war would be waiting for me,” Polishchuk told me. She studied opera, then after graduation joined up as a volunteer paramedic in the Azov battalion the year before the current Russian invasion.

Already in Mariupol when the war started, Polishchuk refused orders to evacuate even though injured by shrapnel, and moved to the steelworks to help wounded soldiers.

“Food and water disappeared quickly, and we had just enough to survive,” she recalled. “I had such a horrible state of feelings when my best friend died in my arms, and the next day my fiancé died the same way.” She flinched only slightly at the recollection: “I felt I was already dead and just surrendered to my situation.”

“In that bleak moment,” Polishchuk said, “I let myself be my real self and die as who I was, and I found out I was a singer.”

She was starving, filthy, and desperate. “Singing reflected my fears when we were under tank shells. I began singing to ease the many injured. It was a situation when I understood I was helpless and was just singing to help them. I didn’t even know the guys made a video. As a result, the whole world learned of us.”

That is when Polishchuk became Ptashka, or Birdie. “I was not afraid of dying but of surrender. I understood I could not trust the Russians, and me as Ptashka, it wouldn’t be easy for me.”

‘Are you serious?’

She was correct. Despite promises by the International Committee of the Red Cross (known as the ICRC) that Ukrainian troops would not be harmed while they were prisoners, Polishchuk said she feared the worst the moment she and her fellow soldiers surrendered. “When we were met by the Russians (after the May surrender), it was understood from the expression in their eyes that it was the end.”

She is deeply bitter at the ICRC’s failure to follow up on its assurances, especially given that the Russians brutally broke every one of those promises. “This organization (the ICRC) made me scream and shout when they called me six months later, after I was exchanged, and asked whether we had any evidence of mistreatment. I asked, ‘Are you serious?’”

Then her memories poured out. Taken to a Russian-run prison in Olenivka, inside the occupied Donbas, “I was immediately put in a 6-foot-by-9-foot room with a cement floor, and I knew where I would spend my youth.” She and the other female medics were often trying to treat 60 or more injured people in a room 13 feet by 19 feet without medicine or bandages.

On July 29, 2022, a mysterious explosion tore through a men’s barracks in Olenivka, killing at least 50 people and injuring scores of others. The office of Ukraine’s prosecutor general later concluded the massacre was triggered by a thermobaric Russian grenade launched into the building — one of the conflict’s most infamous war crimes. Of course, Russia blamed Ukraine.

The burning barracks

Polishchuk and her fellow medics were in a neighboring barracks and saw the whole incident unfold.

For three days, the women saw the Russians building trenches around the barracks, and men carrying suitcases entering the empty building. Later they learned the walls had been lined with flammable material.

On the third day, male prisoners from Azovstal were transferred into the building. Shortly before the explosion, “we saw that the number of armed guards was increased and dogs were barking,” Polishchuk said. “We saw all of this and heard the screams.”

No one was allowed to leave the burning barracks, she told me. “We heard the machine guns firing. They were burning for two hours and not released.

“No one entered until the next day. Those who had wounds without fractures were sitting in isolation for one and one-half months and then sent to barracks. When the paramedics were allowed to see the wounded, they had no means to help.”

The Russians never allowed the ICRC to visit after the massacre, or to investigate.

She clasped her hands as she recalled more horrors. She talked in a gush, and the words kept spilling out.

Beatings, torture, humliation

“The premises where we women lived were on the first floor, and all interrogations were conducted on the second floor. When they took the guys for torture, they forced them to undress on the first floor and made them crawl naked on the hallway floor and up the stairs.

“We had a radio but couldn’t overcome the noises we heard, the sounds of beatings, cries, shouts, moans,” Polishchuk said. “We never were allowed to communicate with the men. But sometimes we were able to learn what was done to them.”

Russian guards boasted to the women that they had raped male prisoners with rubber batons, Polishchuk said. As a medic, she witnessed other horrific forms of torture. “The Russians cut off pieces of skin, pulled away nails, and the men were beaten constantly. During the first month, a young guy was brought to us after torture, and the next day he was taken out dead wrapped in a sheet. We were told he hung himself. But we heard shouting from some officers to the guys who killed him not to kill POWs anymore.

“Just a week after I was released, that was when the real hell started in Taganrog” — another prison across the border in Russia to which Olenivka prisoners were sometimes transferred — “I understood how lucky I was.”

Conditions in Olenivka were horrible, Polishchuk said, “but in Taganrog, they beat women three times a day and forced them to undress and crawl along the corridor naked. They made them do a split and sit for hours. When you are stretched like that, they beat you between the legs with heavy footwear. All the women were beaten on their heads and forced to pull out their hair one by one. They humiliate them nonstop.”

“One time a woman from Taganrog was brought to us who had been three months pregnant, but they beat the baby out of her and tortured her with dogs. I know a lot of cases of heavy, severe rapes,” she said.

Polishchuk talked only briefly of the one serious rape threat against her during an interrogation. Her response to her armed attacker was to start talking incoherently and nonstop until her startled interrogator got confused and fed up.

“He didn’t expect such a reaction,” so he told the armed guards to “take this one away and never let her come here again.”

“I didn’t perceive myself as a prisoner, but as a national symbol,” Polishchuk said. “This was the only thing that let me survive. As if you are in hell and meant for death, but you have to stay alive.”

As a Ukrainian symbol, she was treated more harshly than other female prisoners, she said. “I was constantly taken for interrogations. They slapped you between the legs and threw you on the floor.

“I stood up with my head proudly”

“But I decided, if you can’t change the situation, change your attitude toward the situation. These are adult guys with weapons who are beating a girl of 20. I stood up with my head proudly.”

She refused to give propaganda interviews to the fake Russian and Ukrainian separatist journalists sent to interview her. Or to drink with Russian colonels she was brought to meet who were sitting with big whiskey glasses at 10 a.m.

“I just came to terms with the idea I would die. I had nothing left. If I was tortured to death, I would be a cause for an uprising. I was living for my country and understood that my death would be a positive role.

“There was one time when the other girls (medics) asked me to sing, and the guards did also. I sang in an operatic voice, ‘hazel eyes, brown eyebrows,’ in Ukrainian. I finished this chorus, and there was a moment all over the barracks when you could hear 30 seconds of complete silence. Then one of the security guards started clapping, and then there was a huge wave of applause from the guys (we were treating) who had been tortured, and from the security guards, and the girls.

“The guards came back with cookies for each of us. And they asked, ‘What are you doing here?’ I said, ‘I am defending my country.’ The commanders were very angry at the guards for letting me sing, and I was banned from ever singing again.”

Polishchuk was released in a prisoner exchange on Sept. 21, 2022, after more than four months in captivity. Her eyes were taped, and she thought until the last moment that she was being taken to Taganrog.

Once free, she immediately reenlisted as a medic on the front lines.

Trudy Rubin is a columnist and editorial-board member for The Philadelphia Inquirer, P.O. Box 8263, Philadelphia, Pa. 19101. Her email address is trubin@phillynews.com

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A downtown St. Paul church opposes an 88-unit supportive housing facility by Dorothy Day Center

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An affordable housing developer has entered a purchase agreement to convert Catholic Charities’ vacant Mary Hall building in downtown St. Paul into an 88-unit supportive housing facility for the recently-homeless. Those plans have drawn the attention of a seemingly unlikely opponent — the neighboring Catholic church where Catholic Charities was founded.

Aeon, a Minneapolis-based nonprofit that has been building affordable housing since the 1980s, requested that the city make an exception to zoning rules that require a 600 foot buffer between “congregate living facilities.”

The future Aeon apartment building would be 60 feet from Catholic Charities’ longstanding Dorothy Day/Higher Ground homeless shelter, which already offers apartment-style housing with support services on its upper levels, requiring what’s known as a “major variance.”

So far, city officials have smiled on the plan. The St. Paul Board of Zoning Appeals voted 5-0 to grant Aeon’s variance request on June 24.

But the decision allowing construction to move forward at 438 Dorothy Day Place has drawn opposition from the downtown Church of the Assumption on West Seventh Street. The Catholic parish, which dates to the 1850s, filed an appeal to the St. Paul City Council, which will host a public hearing on the matter next month.

“This is a substantial variance which reduces the required separation by 90%,” reads the church’s appeal. “The Board of Zoning Appeals disregarded clear testimony that a concentration of similar housing has already resulted in increased crime and diminished safety to residents, guests and visitors to the immediate neighborhood.”

A spokesperson for the church could not be reached for comment on Thursday. The city council, which cannot comment on appeals in advance of a public hearing because it serves in a quasi-judicial role, will hear from both sides on Aug. 7.

Housing for the very poor

On its website, the church notes that it sits “tucked in the heart of downtown St. Paul … close to the Dorothy Day Center and Catholic Charities, places that care for society’s overlooked. It was at the Assumption that Catholic Charities of St. Paul and Minneapolis was born. In the late 1800s and early 1900s, the church ran an orphanage, known today as St. Joseph’s Home for Children.”

The six-story Mary Hall has been used as housing — including housing for the very poor — since its construction in the 1920s as a dormitory for student nurses. The site has a longstanding history of providing services for the homeless, though its been vacant since 2019, when Catholic Charities completed the construction of the two-building Dorothy Day Place campus, which is located next door to Mary Hall.

Dorothy Day Place currently serves nearly 1,000 people per day through both emergency shelter and permanent housing with supportive services. About 75 residents were relocated there from Mary Hall when the former closed five years ago. In 2020, during the early days of the pandemic, Ramsey County used Mary Hall as a temporary location for people experiencing homelessness and showing symptoms of COVID-19. Among other uses, it housed the Listening House day program.

“For decades, Catholic Charities Mary Hall served as a hub where Catholic Charities and other service providers offered shelter, housing and services to those in need,” said Catholic Charities’ spokesperson Therese Gales.

Affordable housing concentration

Still, arguments that affordable housing has become too concentrated in downtown St. Paul and other corners of the Twin Cities are mounting.

Located above Catholic Charities’ St. Paul Opportunity Center, the Dorothy Day Residence consists of 177 housing units, including 77 efficiency apartments and 100 single-room occupancy units. The Higher Ground St. Paul residences, located above the Higher Ground St. Paul shelter next door, has 193 single-room occupancy units.

A year ago, a group of Black ministers associated with the StairStep Foundation filed a lawsuit against the state of Minnesota, Minnesota Housing and the Metropolitan Council, accusing state and regional funders of placing too many affordable units along the Green Line in St. Paul and in other low-income, high-minority urban areas ill-equipped to provide resources for those in need.

But efforts to relocate services for the very poor to wealthier areas have sometimes withered against fierce community opposition.

Ramsey County this year announced plans to relocate its Safe Space overnight emergency shelter from downtown Kellogg Boulevard to the Luther Seminary campus in St. Anthony Park, but had to scrap those plans when Luther pulled out of the arrangement after heavy criticism from residential neighbors.

Aeon has been working on the Mary Hall project “for a number of years,” said Laura Monn Ginsburg, a spokesperson for the nonprofit, in a written statement. “We have observed and share many of the same concerns as the Church regarding safety and security in the area and have made commitments for increased resident services and safety provisions based on the environment.”

“This housing is intended to provide a continuum of housing to serve residents as they are ready to be stabilized in the community,” she continued. “We see the area as a focal point to stabilize broadly – our lens does not just focus on the Mary Hall development. We look forward to working with the Church of the Assumption and stakeholders as a collective to strengthen stability in this area.”

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