Monday, 17 June 2013

Films This Week

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Before Midnight


10/06/13
Watched a double bill of Before Sunrise and Before Sunset. Their beautiful perfection puts my own work to shame.
 
12/06/13
Went to the BFI to see a collection of Thanhouser's Early Cinema Adaptations. I guess the emphasis is on early (they spanned 1910-1913). I really liked two of the five they showed. It was a good evening too – there was a Q&A and introductions to each film. Glad I managed to make it along.
 
14/06/13
Saw Before Midnight. I'm not sure if it was quite everything I wanted, but I still loved it. It was just a little different from what I was expecting. Maybe expecting isn't the right word – I'm not sure what I was expecting – I just mean that it feels different from the other two. If anything, it almost feels closer to Slacker and Waking Life in its freewheeling conversations (at least in the first half – the second half reminded me more of Tape, at least in setting). More than anything, what struck me was the sense of being reunited with old-friends – which is testament to how well Linklater, Delpy and Hawke have crafted their characters. It's also very funny. Perhaps the funniest of the three. Looking at them as a trilogy, it's interesting to note how they get more sexually explicit as the trilogy progress – and therefore as the actors get older. It feels like the reverse of what you'd expect in more conventional filmmaking. There's a sense of magic and mystery in the first two which are gone from this one, which also feels like it's down to the age of those involved (a product, perhaps, of what their life experience has taught them). But as much as it's missing the magic, it could be this very absence that makes this one special, and what makes it work on its own terms. It doesn't feel like a gem in the way the first two do, but I think time will prove it to be equally memorable, and equally profound. 
 
15/06/13
Went to the BFI for a double bill: The Act of Killing and White Elephant. At times, The Act of Killing seems almost like a fictional satire of genocide power – but it's not, it's a terrifying nightmare of reality. There's no denying the film's outright power, but I felt throughout that it could have been more probing. It's only late in the film that it starts to examine the 'why', and even then it feels like it needed to go further, to build a fuller psychological portrait of its participants. For instance, when Anwar begins to awake to the full impact of his crimes and express surprise at how his victims felt, why didn't Oppenheimer ask him how he thought they felt? Was Anwar really only realising their fear for the first time? Making men such as Anwar confront their pasts is a worthwhile enterprise – but something needs to be got from it. It feels wrong to be overcritical of a film which draws attention to such barbaric acts in such a powerful way, but at the same time there is something a little disturbing about the whole enterprise. Not only is there a lack of real insight (psychological or political), but at times it feels very constructed (for one thing, the timeline of events is never clear). In all, a very powerful film, but a problematic one also – but maybe that's okay. Maybe by being problematic, it causes us to scrutinise it more closely, and thus engage even further with the issues it raises. White Elephant, meanwhile, suffered from a slightly undefined narrative trajectory, by which I mean it was unclear what it was building to (and, indeed, the ending was a weird mix of multiple ending-syndrome and extreme abruptness). But it was never less than engaging, and Trapero is a filmmaker who really knows how to use the camera – and when to cut.
 
White Elephant

 

Monday, 10 June 2013

Films This Week

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Signs of Life
 
02/06/13
Watched Bedlam. It's good, but it feels like a lesser work somehow. Apart from final shot of Karloff waking up as he's being walled in, nothing really stands out. Also, the positivity of the ending doesn't quite ring true – it seems at odds with the unbending pessimism, the bleakness, that's gone before it (both in the film itself, and in the rest of Lewton's oeuvre). Death is good, and there is darkness in everyone. 
 
07/06/13
Went to see Signs of Life, which felt like the kind of small film that I see at EIFF (and which is then never seen again). It definitely becomes a different kind of film halfway through, and I think it was the first half I really responded to: the rhythm, the mundanity, the absurdist humour. But that's not to say the second half wasn't enjoyable too. The photography is also beautiful throughout, and what a location! A very strong debut.
 
08/06/13
Went to see Behind the Candelabra. Soderbergh's on good form this year (this might be even better than Side Effects). I found it quite terrifying – there's something almost vampiric about Liberace. But there's a lot of fun to it, and by the end it's very moving: its exploration of power, ego and image never overshadows its simple probing into human relationships. Michael Douglas is terrific (I'd somehow never taken in how good he is, or maybe he's just better here?). I'm very pleased to hear that Soderbergh already has plans to make more TV.
 
Behind the Candelabra

Thursday, 6 June 2013

Quote for the Week

'Know me!' cried Markheim. 'Who can do so? My life is but a travesty and slander on myself. I have lived to belie my nature. All men do; all men are better than this disguise that grows about and stifles them. You see each dragged away by life, like one whom bravos have seized and muffled in a cloak. If they had their own control – if you could see their faces, they would be altogether different, they would shine out for heroes and saints! I am worse than most; myself is more overlaid; my excuse is known to me and God. But, had I the time, I could disclose myself' - Robert Louis Stevenson, Markheim

Sunday, 2 June 2013

Films This Week

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Isle of the Dead
 
27/05/13
Watched Isle of the Dead, which was a fantastically tense meditation on death, fear and paranoia; a study on the evil that dwells within us all. It's a story about how we take recourse in superstition to help explain tragedy. There's an increasing tightening of the screws throughout. Really superb. In the evening I watched, Vicky Christina Barcelona, which I also enjoyed, if not quite to the same degree. 
 
29/05/13
Watched The Body Snatcher. I think it's a good adaptation (expansion) of the original story, even if there are a couple of individual scenes/sequences which have lost their power in the transition from page to screen. Some of the best moments, though, are original to the film – the death of the street singer is exceptionally well handled. In fact, the handling throughout is excellent, the shadowy cinematography perfectly crafting the required atmosphere. The performances, too, really stood out, especially Henry Daniell and Karloff (this is the best I've seen Karloff). I think it's interesting that they chose to singularise the title of the original story – it has a curious effect upon the way one thinks about the film (I'm reminded of the Bicycle Thieves/Bicycle Thief discussions). Watching it so close to the other Lewton films has got me thinking about Lewton as the auteur of his films. There's something cohesive about them all. He may not have been the (credited) director, but they all unmistakeably bear his stamp.
 
01/06/13
Went to see The Passion of Joan of Arc in a church in Shoreditch, with a live score from In The Nursery. A combination of delays and a support act meant there was quite a long (too long a) wait before the film began, but it was worth it. No matter how many times I see it, it still feels fresh. Today it felt like I was watching it for the first time all over again – the hounding assault of the judges was as terrifying as ever. It's a film of quivering lips and flaring nostrils, a masterpiece built upon gestures and moments. Its slow progression from controlled exteriors to all hell breaking loose outside worked its magic – never has a film been so perfectly structured. And, of course, there's the beautiful geometry of its images. It's exhilarating cinema. The score was excellent too, really drawing out the drama and excitement of the film, but not to the extent of wiping out its emotion. I think its shot up to become one of my favourite scores for the film. The location, while exciting in theory, failed to really add anything to the experience, though. The church itself wasn't particularly atmospheric, and while it seemed like a fitting addition to have a dimming stained-glass window behind the screen, as soon as the film started Joan was all that mattered (it's not a film during which you can take your eyes off the screen). I just wanted to be alone (alone with Joan). These novelty screenings may be all well and good as an excuse to get people back into watching films on the big screen, but personally I think I'll stick to the cinema.
 
The Passion of Joan of Arc
 

Sunday, 26 May 2013

Films This Week

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After an unintentional hiatus last week, I'm back. (I was so busy last week that all my comments are too pithy to be worth posting here). 

Something in the Air
21/05/13
Watched The Seventh Victim, which has a good atmosphere, a couple of standout sequences and a brilliantly bleak ending, but which feels like the weakest of the Lewton's I've seen so far.
 
22/05/13
Went to see Something in the Air. It took me a while to get into it – which I guess was the time it took me to get to know the characters. And when I did, I can't say I particularly liked any of them (which perhaps isn't the nicest thing to say about an autobiographical film, although Assayas came across well in the Q&A which followed). The film suffers throughout from a slightly meandering structure, but as it progresses it builds a quiet profundity. It's also beautifully realised, and it feels like an authentic recreation of the period. Something interesting Assayas said in the Q&A: "I am defined by the perspective of the Nouvelle Vague" – in the freedom, if not the outlook. 
 
23/05/13
Watched The Ghost Ship, which starts as a clunky B-movie, but goes on to become an interesting examination of power (albeit one which still has the occasional clunk). I wondered if, given the year it was made, there was perhaps an aspect of political allegory to it - although something I read afterwards said it was meant as an attack on Lewton's bosses at RKO. Either way, it's a tense thriller with effective sequences throughout.

Thursday, 23 May 2013

Quote for the Week

I read this a few weeks ago now, and I've not been able to get it out of my head since…
 
'Twice a week, watch a film about which you know nothing' – Mark Cousins, Outside the Bell Jar in Sight & Sound, April 2013.
 
I'm not sure I've quite put it into practice, but I've certainly taken it to heart.

Sunday, 12 May 2013

Films This Week

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Only two this week…
1860
07/05/13
Went to the BFI to see 1860, which was great – I haven't seen a film depicting war as beautifully and as barbarically as this since Paths of Glory. The opening was frantic – effective, but also frustrating. The images were so stunning I wanted to soak them in for longer. So it felt overcut. Luckily, the editing soon settled down, but the splendour of the images remained throughout. It's not only a visual feast, though – there's a very quick, clever and convincing entwining of the personal with the political, making it an engaging and moving tale of the sacrifice of war.

La cicatrice intérieure

08/05/13
Back to the BFI for La cicatrice intérieure. It rendered me almost speechless. Writing about it seems reductive. (I am reminded both of my response to The Legend of the Suram Fortress
, and of Kubrick's statement that films are an experience). Perhaps something more abstract – like a poem – might be suitable. In fact, that might be fun… A poem:
Footsteps of the Black Sail
Fire
Footsteps
Faces
(Faces in longshot)
Black. White.
Dark light.
We fight.
Histrionic.
A primal scream.
A primordial screen.
Overplayed.
Sand. Water. Air.
Fire. Flesh.
Rock. Cock.
Footsteps
Trudge on.

Mystic mythic black.
Where are your balls?
Trudge on.
A boat.
We float.
Black sail.

Fire. Water. Air.
Footsteps
Footsteps
Faces (in longshot).
I suppose I could persist, and write something proper. But why? Because I know this will be published on my blog? I can't let that alter the way I write this journal – it defeats the purpose. And to persist in writing something for no reason, on this occasion, seems like it would diminish the primal impact of the film's power.
Spellbound.
An aside: I wonder if it was an influence on Gerry?
La cicatrice intérieure