All entries for November 2008

The consequences of Sorrentino's dazzling gaze

The very first shot of Le conseguenze dell'amore (2004) encapsulates the essence of this peculiar film by the Italian film maker Paolo Sorrentino: a long, moving walkway in a minimalist corridor is caught from an angle that transforms the confined area into a futuristic tunnel. Sorrentino’s photographic eye fixes our gaze on this static shot for almost 2 minutes, before he immerses us in the tale of his Titta Di Girolamo. A strange name for a strange man, whose life is slowly unfolded in this fascinating film.

Di Girolamo lives in a hotel in an anonymous Swiss town, where he looks after a large sum of money that - as we eventually learn - belongs to a Southern Italian mafia boss. In fact, the puzzle pieces that make up this almost surreal story are given to us only one step at a time. The picture immerges of a lonely, sometimes even unpleasant man suffering from insomnia, though besides sleep, what Sorrentino’s phlegmatic character really lacks is some affection: the subtle shot of a masturbating Di Girolamo is enough to get the message. Furthermore, the man's rigid attachment to routine and habit keep him from expressing any of the feelings he seems to be harboring for a beautiful young waitress in the hotel. These problems are nothing however compared to the two gangsters he runs into in his hotel room, one day, and who eventually walk away with the suitcase De Girolamo has been faithfully safekeeping for his mafia boss. At this point Sorrentino moves up the speed: static, silent and melancholy at first, the movie is turned completely upside down as De Girolamo's phlegmatic, pessimist character is swapped for an almost absurd action hero that manages to retrieve the stolen money and eliminate the gangsters, though he does not reveal this to the 'rightful' owner, and pays the price. The suspense is kept on till the very end of the movie, which concludes with another one of those brilliant shots that give Sorrentino's films a different air.

This gangster plot is interwoven with a strange relationship between the taciturn De Girolamo and the waitress, one of those almost love affairs which characterize quality movies: not overloaded or tainted by any predictable love/sex-scenes, it remains in the air, sensible and profound at the same time. Yet this is not merely the story of a lonesome middle-aged man that learns to fall in love again, after a delusive marriage that has perhaps left him with bitter feelings towards the weaker sex. Sorrentino makes sure not to follow any existing patterns, the result of which is a jewel of a film, with some excellent performances and dazzling shots.

Andrea Hajek

: 11 Nov 2008 13:00 |  Tags: DVD Review |  Comments (2) |  Close comments |  Report a problem

Review of "The Science of Sleep

Whether or not “The Science of Sleep” can count as a non-English language film is up for debate, as a substantial part of the dialogue is, in fact, in English. However, it is a French film, produced by Michel Gondry, starring Charlotte Gainsbourg and set in Paris.

English is the second language of both the Mexican protagonist Stéphane and his French love interest Stéphanie, becoming akin to a private language for the both of them. I don’t think you have to be as enthusiastic about languages as I am to appreciate how the various changes between English, French and Spanish are an original way of changing the tone and showing how lost Stéphane feels in Paris. Stéphane and Stéphanie speak their shared second language together fluently, and it seems to me to be a metaphor for how they have new selves with each other – how speaking a language gives you the feeling of a slightly new identity – not in opposition to your mother tongue, just different.

So, nonetheless, even though I may be jeopardizing my chance to win a £50 Amazon voucher, I’m reviewing “The Science of Sleep” because it is one of the most original, surreal, entertaining, clever, visually engaging films I’ve ever seen, which also manages to put in a sweet and understated romance and plenty of humour, some of it offbeat, some of it satirical and some of it just very silly (in a good way).

The film is about basically about dreaming, and the travails of a shy, naive young man called Stéphane who experiences very vivid dreams on a nightly basis. He moves from Mexico to Paris after being promised a creative job, but the reality turns out to be much more mundane. He becomes friends with two girls who live in his apartment building, and after some confusion, develops a crush on one of them - Stéphanie. That’s the plot in its entirety, with the only narrative being Stéphane’s (and thus, the audience’s) increasingly tenuous grasp on the difference between dreams and reality, and the developing relationship between Stéphane and Stéphanie. It’s to Gondry’s credit that the film’s main appeal lies away from the “will they, won’t they?” aspect of their relationship, when a traditional happy ending would have made a very easy narrative arc.

The film starts off with a sharp contrast between the naturalist portrayal of Stéphane’s waking life, and the surreal depiction of his dreams on screen. As the film continues, the lines get blurred, as Stéphane’s overactive imagination and vivid dreams interfere with his ability to deal with reality, and he is shown to be something of a fantasist, and certainly very childlike. I’ve never seen what a dream actually feels like represented so brilliantly on screen. Everything is there: how the most fantastic occurrences seem normal, how ordinary characters from ones daily life become monstrous, the state of being half-asleep where it seems as if the real world is intruding on the dream and one can’t be sure which one is “reality”.

Plenty of dreams are symbolic, and of course, he dreams about Stéphanie. The symbols behind the dreams are never laboured, and all of them are so engaging to watch it seems like some were put in for fun. Cardboard cityscapes sway outside of Stéphane’s office window, he bathes in cellophane, and plays in a band all dressed up as animals, singing a nauseating love song for Stéphanie. A recurring dream is that he is presenting his own TV show – a kind of round-up news show on events in his daily life, and whenever his alarm clock wakes him up halfway through he wonders who is trying to take the show off the air.

Stéphane’s waking life has some brilliant moments as well – I found the sharp observations of the petty arguments and predictable jokes between his colleagues hilarious, especially the overweight, sex-obsessed, middle-aged Guy. Stéphane is like a fish out of water with these people; he’s shy, naive and not remotely interested in the "Office Ski Trip" they try and make him sign up for. They turn up his dreams, letting us see them how Stéphane sees them, hilariously juxtaposing the banality of his office life and the outrageous creativity of his dreams. Outside of work, Stéphane and Stéphanie make art projects together, and he charms her with home-made inventions - time machines, a motorised stuffed pony, a device to read her mind. Although this could easily descend into tweeness, it doesn't, thanks, I think, to Gael Garcìa Bernal's portrayal of Stéphane as guileless, awkward and entirely lacking self-awareness, and Charlotte Gainsbourg's level-headed portrayal of Stéphanie. She finds Stéphane charming and possibly a kindred spirit, but also wearies of his frequent strange and childlike behaviour.

I think the film's one fault is that the second half is slightly too long, with most of the witty dialogue, observant humour and romance in the first half. As Stéphane's mental state deteriorates, it seems more tragic that the only place he finds solace is in his dreams. I would have preferred a happier or more conclusive ending, if not necessarily a white wedding between Stéphane and Stéphanie.

However, these are very small faults in "The Science of Sleep" and I would recommend it to anyone. It's rare that a film is both very entertaining, with laugh-out-loud moments and amazing visual creativity, as well as so clever and imaginative that I'd be tempted to call Michel Gondry a creative genius.

: 10 Nov 2008 22:34 |  Tags: Movie Review |  Comments (2) |  Close comments |  Report a problem

The Chorus / Les Choristes

Directed by: Christophe Barratier

The Chorus is at times sad, at times amusing and the soundtrack alone is amazing. The story follows a teacher as he starts at a very disciplined boarding school for difficult or forgotten children. He starts a choir and over time the atmosphere at the school improves thanks to his music, especially for one boy who has a hidden talent for singing. The stories of the boys and the situation they now find themselves in is moving and watching the film could be considered a somewhat cathartic experience. The soundtrack for the film is impressive, beautiful and will leave a lasting impression. I would definitely recommend this film to others whether they study French or not.

: 10 Nov 2008 16:47 |  Tags: Book Review |  Comments (0) |  Close comments |  Report a problem

Trois Couleurs: Bleu

Spielberg or Kieslowski?                           By Sam Magrath

Juliette Binoche’s career path could have turned out quite differently from the way it has. In 1993 she was faced with a tough but enviable choice. Steven Spielberg had offered her the lead female role in his blockbuster, Jurassic Park. Polish director Krzysztof Kieslowski had Binoche in mind for the first in his Three Colours trilogy, which was to be entitled Blue. Few actors turn Spielberg down; Binoche proved the exception. After reading the script for Jurassic Park, which, it would be an understatement to say, is a little lacking in the characterisation department, Binoche memorably remarked that all the good roles in the film had already been allocated – to the dinosaurs. She chose to make Blue, which said a lot about the kind of artist she wanted to be and the kind of films she wanted to make; she could so easily have become a Hollywood darling, making blockbusters and cashing in huge cheques. True, she has made the occasional foray into Hollywood (The English Patient, Dan in Real Life), but, in the fifteen years since Blue, she has worked overwhelmingly with auteurs and visionary directors on challenging, European pictures, bringing her unique intelligence and sensibility to all of them.

Kieslowski’s Three Colours: Blue is one such film and was awarded the Golden Lion at Venice. Binoche plays Julie, a woman who has just lost her husband and only child in a car accident. Overwhelmed by grief, she attempts to kill herself, but she realises she cannot go through with it. Even in the darkest hour of her suffering the urge to live is too strong; even the rawest grief is better than the numbness of death.

Three Colours: Blue is a profound, vivid and affecting study of Julie’s grief over the next few months. Indeed, many scenes in the film are difficult to watch. The opening credits have barely finished rolling when one such moment occurs. Julie is in hospital and still too weak to attend her family’s funeral so must watch via television. Alone, she breaks down. The camera never lets up in its study of her grief as it incessantly tracks her face in a close-up shot until she breaks into tears. Such is the level of her suffering that, at times, it feels almost voyeuristic to watch and intrude upon this women’s personal grief.

Julie abandons the home full of memories in which she lived with her family and moves to Paris in an attempt to deal with her grief. The reasons for the move are twofold, as she later explains to her mother:”I don’t want any possessions, any friends, any love. Those are all traps.” By moving to Paris she can concentrate fully on her grief and cut herself off from humanity. She also wants to punish herself for living when those closest to her have died. But no one can survive without human contact, and Julie’s emotional journey to where she learns to be open again is an inspiring one.

As magnificent as Binoche is in the film, Blue belongs equally to its director, Kieslowski, whose innovative and highly stylized direction will not be to everyone’s taste. He rewrites the rules of modern cinema by fading the screen to black during highly charged moments and breaking the film's linear rhythm. All this heightens the emotional intensity of the scene. It is a risky move, but one which Kieslowski pulls off with considerable verve. And despite dealing with such an emotive subject matter, he never lets the film slip in sentimentality or endorses easy answers to impossible problems.

Like all films, Blue is not without certain minor weaknesses. At one point the plot goes off on a tangent and our heroine manages to find herself coming to the aid of a neighbour who works in a strip joint. The realism of the film is, fortunately, not broken, but it feels like an unnecessary scene and the nudity is gratuitous. Moreover, Julie’s reaction when she discovers her husband was not the angel she thought he was strains slightly at credibility. But perhaps the greatest difficulty is that Binoche’s performance is just too good. Let me explain: Blue is the first in a trilogy and it is so affecting that it undermines the films which follow it. In my view, Kieslowski did not match it with his next two efforts. Julie Delpy and Irène Jacobs – two very fine actresses – cannot bring the raw emotionality to their parts that Juliette Binoche did. It’s a small, perhaps pernickety criticism, but a criticism nonetheless.

However, we shouldn’t dwell on the negative. Kieslowski died in 1996 and was a true auteur of European cinema; thankfully, Juliette Binoche is alive and well and continues to make films. (If you like the Three Colours trilogy and Juliette Binoche, then try Michael Haneke’s Hidden.) What’s more, Blue was a truly European production, funded by Polish, Swiss and French money, which epitomises the co-operation, intelligence, creativity and general excellence that exists in European cinema. Let’s hope Hollywood doesn’t try to remake the Three Colours Trilogy. It would be a soppy mess. And they might try to add dinosaurs.

(Available in the TRC!)

: 10 Nov 2008 00:50 |  Tags: Competition DVD Review |  Comments (0) |  Close comments |  Report a problem

MOLIERE REVIEW – Eleanor Kitchen

This enjoyable, if slightly overacted, romp through a thirteen year period of Moliere's life featuring rising star Romain Duris is a must-see for anyone who plans to study the work of this prestigious playwright in the near furture. With echoes of "Shakespeare in Love," the romantic comedy explores a mystery part of Moliere's life. After being thrown into prison for bankrupcy, Moliere was rescued by a rich merchant obsessed with a young  mistress. There is only one condition to this seemingly idealistic if a little unrealistic proposal, Moliere must help the merchant to seduce his mistress by teaching him to act, whilst living under the guise of a priest. The story is further complicated as Jourdain (the merchant) is a fool and a terrible actor, his mistress, Celimente, a stuck-up spoilt brat, and his wife a beautiful woman who Moliere falls deeply in love with.

If one takes the story and historical content of this jolly little film with a pinch of salt, it will be an enjoyable rom-com which, despite offering little factual information about this part of molieres life, and being based mainly on specualtion, provides 120 minutes of delightful scenery and pantomime style acting. This said, Duris's performance stands out as a piece of genuinely heartfelt and emotional acting. His chemistry with, Jourdain's wife draws the reader into what would otherwise risk being an insincere, weak spirited comedy.

In conclusion, although not a fantastic representation of Moliere's life and times, this film certainly promises a light-hearted love story, perfect served with a warm "pain au chocolat" and a "cafe au lait!" 

: 09 Nov 2008 10:37 |  Tags: Movie Review |  Comments (0) |  Close comments |  Report a problem

The consequences of Paolo Sorrentino's dazzling gaze

The very first shot of Le conseguenze dell'amore (2004) encapsulates the essence of this peculiar film by the Italian film maker Paolo Sorrentino: a long, moving walkway in a minimalist corridor is caught from an angle that transforms the confined area into a futuristic tunnel. Sorrentino’s photographic eye fixes our gaze on this static shot for almost 2 minutes, before he immerses us in the tale of his Titta Di Girolamo. A strange name for a strange man, whose life is slowly unfolded in this fascinating film.

Di Girolamo lives in a hotel in an anonymous Swiss town, where he looks after a large sum of money that - as we eventually learn - belongs to a Southern Italian mafia boss. In fact, the puzzle pieces that make up this almost surreal story are given to us only one step at a time. The picture immerges of a lonely, sometimes even unpleasant man suffering from insomnia, though besides sleep, what Sorrentino’s phlegmatic character really lacks is some affection: the subtle shot of a masturbating Di Girolamo is enough to get the message. Furthermore, the man's rigid attachment to routine and habit keep him from expressing any of the feelings he seems to be harboring for a beautiful young waitress in the hotel. These problems are nothing however compared to the two gangsters he runs into in his hotel room, one day, and who eventually walk away with the suitcase De Girolamo has been faithfully safekeeping for his mafia boss. At this point Sorrentino moves up the speed: static, silent and melancholy at first, the movie is turned completely upside down as De Girolamo's phlegmatic, pessimist character is swapped for an almost absurd action hero that manages to retrieve the stolen money and eliminate the gangsters, though he does not reveal this to the 'rightful' owner, and pays the price. The suspense is kept on till the very end of the movie, which concludes with another one of those brilliant shots that give Sorrentino's films a different air.

This gangster plot is interwoven with a strange relationship between the taciturn De Girolamo and the waitress, one of those almost love affairs which characterize quality movies: not overloaded or tainted by any predictable love/sex-scenes, it remains in the air, sensible and profound at the same time. Yet this is not merely the story of a lonesome middle-aged man that learns to fall in love again, after a delusive marriage that has perhaps left him with bitter feelings towards the weaker sex. Sorrentino makes sure not to follow any existing patterns, the result of which is a jewel of a film, with some excellent performances and dazzling shots.

Andrea Hajek

: 08 Nov 2008 23:59 |  Comments (0) |  Close comments |  Report a problem

L'Auberge Espagnol (Pot Luck)

L’Auberge Espagnol (British title Pot Luck) is a fresh and witty French comedy that not only entertains but also demonstrates the diversity of modern Europe. The film follows Xavier (Romain Duris), a slightly awkward and disillusioned French student on his year abroad in Barcelona. The film is charmingly funny, with witty dialogue and effective film techniques such as comic speeding up to show the maze of administration Xavier has to travel through to become part of the Erasmus scheme. Xavier is in the middle of a disorganised and overwhelming modern world of business, red tape and complicated relationships with girlfriends and parents where he only finally feels at home in Barcelona. The film becomes about the messy but homely apartment which Xavier shares with six other Erasmus students. This ‘auberge espagnol’- a French expression for a place where cultures are mixed together- represents a new diverse Europe where young people change and mature together. Each student is from a different European country and the film follows the ups and downs of their lives in Barcelona and the ways in which their horizons are broadened. Xavier is only able to realise just how much this experience has changed him once he has returned home. In the final scene of the film Xavier realises that his identity lies in Europe, he is not just French and he finally asserts ‘Je suis comme l’Europe… Je suis un vrai bordel’ (‘I’m like Europe…I’m a real mess’).

L’Auberge Espagnol is a charming and entertaining French language film that appeals to all European nationalities.

: 05 Nov 2008 17:44 |  Tags: DVD Review |  Comments (0) |  Close comments |  Report a problem