Showing posts with label surreal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label surreal. Show all posts

ANAHEIM INTERNATIONAL FILM FESTIVAL: SKELETONS

Bennett (Andrew Buckley) and Davis (Ed Gaughan) in Skeletons.
Bones about it

By Don Simpson

Bennett (Andrew Buckley) and Davis (Ed Gaughan) are two British guys in suits who are trained to exorcise the proverbial skeletons from people’s closets. The duo traverse the lush rolling green hills of the British countryside until they find a home that matches a hand-sketched picture.

Once they find their destination, they interview their clients and acquire the required signatures and waivers. Then, it’s on with the business at hand. They use a device resembling a Geiger counter to detect the closet (or wardrobe) where the skeletons are hiding; then with magic rocks and fire extinguisher in hands and goggles strapped on, they dive into the surreal worlds where only the deepest darkest secrets reside. It is important to note that this is a task that must be done in pairs as going solo into the dark recesses of people’s memories (especially one’s own memories) has been proven to cause mental problems, even turning one’s brain to mush.

Written and directed by Nick Whitfield, Skeletons is a brain teasing comedy with highly intelligent dialog brimming with deadpan humor and a plot that requires some mental gymnastics on the part of the viewer. (I sense a strong affinity for Monty Python and Terry Gilliam…maybe even some David Lynch.) Whitfield’s cinematic eye is as squeaky clean as his knack for dialogue.

(Skeletons screens Oct. 15, 7 p.m., Oct. 16, 10 p.m. at UltraStar Cinemas at Anaheim GardenWalk. For more information:
http://anaheimfilm.org/index.html)
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FILM REVIEW: THE TEMPTATION OF ST. TONY


Capitalism, it fails us now. Comrades let us er, uh...?
 
By Don Simpson

The Temptation of St. Tony opens with death -- a funeral procession to be exact. Then, a car crash; which at first seems random and absurd, but in the grand scheme of this surrealist interlocking of events it’s significance is revealed when one of the survivors of the car crash drips blood on the immaculate interior of Tony’s (Taavi Eelmaa) new Mercedes Benz. This causes Tony to drive over a black dog, which prompts Tony to discover a stash of dismembered body parts, which delivers Tony to the local police department where he meets a mysterious woman (Ravshana Kurkova). The chain of events continues for nearly two hours...

Tony, the frizzy-haired manager of a local factory, waxes to tremendous existential lengths about his -- and mankind’s -- reason for being. Tony’s social and economic stature allows for various comments on the post-communist environment of...wherever the hell we are. (The Temptation of St. Tony was shot in Estonia.) The foreign evils of capitalism and modernism encroach upon society, as the newly developed bourgeoisie strives to represent sophistication and superiority. Though he is by definition one of them, Tony sees no point to the bourgeois attitude.

Capitalism and the “the provincial vegetating state” of the bourgeois lifestyle effects Tony to no end. A new breed of petty, shallow, dull and hateful people possessing a “hysterical mania of self-awareness” have arisen from the ashes of communism; for Tony only desolation and emptiness pervade from this new modern life. The ridiculous desire for maximum profit causes Tony’s superior to close the plant (the plant’s promised return on investment was 20 percent, but the actual ROI was 0.7 percent shy of that goal -- a measly 19.3 percent). The imported (American) concept of “swinging” (wife-swapping), and the reported “benefits” thereof, prompts his second wife (Tiina Tauraite) to cheat on him. Tony too has fallen prey to the infidelity of capitalism as he has developed a strange attraction to the mysterious woman from the police station.

The lower class has become an unbearable burden to the rich, an ugly blight tainting their existence. The lower class has not remained immune to capitalism either, as the commodification of objects has trickled down to them (which is represented brilliantly when a homeless person empties a wine bottle, because the empty glass bottle has more worth than the wine that once filled it). The ravaged poor that aimlessly traverse the desolate landscape -- who at times are indistinguishable from the rich drunkards who foolishly stumble about -- plague the capitalist world like mindless zombies.

The ruins of communism surround Tony. The remaining non-modern structures -- most of which are not fully intact -- appear to have been severely ravaged by time (and possibly a barrage of bombs). Tony is merely a spectator witnessing the death and destruction of his old world. Being has evolved into nothingness. Tony, our St. Anthony (as epitomized by Hieronymus Bosch’s triptych painting The Temptation of St. Anthony), has been catapulted from the normalcy of his prior life into sheer demonic torment -- which is represented most literally in The Golden Age, a Lynchian 1930s-style underworld cabaret for bourgeois hedonists. Tony’s only hope is that he will not succumb to temptation and the afterlife will be more fulfilling and pleasant than this living hell.

Stylistically pilfering from some of cinema’s great auteurs (such as Eric Rohmer, Luis Buñuel, Ingmar Bergman, Akira Kurosawa, David Lynch, Stanley Kubrick, Aki Kaurismäki and Jim Jarmusch), Estonian filmmaker Veiko Õunpuu’s The Temptation of St. Tony is like a ghost from cinema’s past (due at least in part to the luscious and meticulous black and white cinematography by Mart Taniel). Õunpuu cleverly balances the creepy and foreboding nature of its dreamlike surrealism and the dark humor of Scandinavian absurdism with a strong and deep philosophical undercurrent which is ripe with social and political commentary. It is worth noting that the overwhelmingly negative interpretation of capitalism is most likely a direct result of the economy of Õunpuu’s homeland of Estonia being the second worst hit of all 27 European Union members during the 2008–2009 economic crisis.

The dialogue is sparse, fragmented and seemingly random; yet in totality it forms a rich tapestry of philosophical and theological ruminations. Random characters expound upon the existence of man and man’s life worth; or they quote William Blake as they light their cigarettes. I suspect audiences will be polarized by Õunpuu’s narrative techniques, either declaring The Temptation of St. Tony to be a tedious and pretentious mess or a landmark work of cinematic genius.

The Temptation of St. Tony is a co-production between Estonia, Sweden and Finland. It was Estonia's submission for the Academy Award for Best Foreign Language Film at the 83rd Academy Awards.
 
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FILM REVIEW: INCEPTION

Dom Cobb (Leonardo DiCaprio) is a dream enter-Inception.

The dream police

By Don Simpson

“I leave our world without believing that I am countering the gas with a superior lucidity…the journey begins. It lasts for centuries… I understand that multiplicity is the sign of this other world and unity the sign of ours” -- Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being

Dom Cobb (Leonardo DiCaprio) is a corporate spy who infiltrates other people’s dreams to steal their ideas. Currently exiled from the United States, Dom is hired by an influential Japanese billionaire named Saito (Ken Watanabe) to do something that has purportedly never been done before: introduce an idea into someone's mind in such a way to convince them that is their own. In return for a successful “inception,” Saito will end Dom’s forced exile from his country and children.

The target of the "inception" is a young billionaire, Robert Fischer Jr. (Cillian Murphy). Robert is heir to his dying father's (Pete Postlethwaite) empire, thus a competitor of Saito’s. Robert’s mind is protected by an infinite army of gun-toting antibodies, thus adding the necessary mix of neurology and psychology to smarten-up the gunfights, chases and explosions in what otherwise would have been a very formulaic heist film.

In one of Inception’s rare formulaic moments, Dom assembles a top-notch dream team: his longtime partner in crime, Arthur (Joseph Gordon-Levitt); master of disguise, Eames (Tom Hardy); and dream chemist, Yusuf (Dileep Rao). Via his professorial father-in-law, Miles (Michael Caine), Dom also recruits Ariadne (Ellen Page), a brilliant young architecture student who has never worked in the land and logic of dreams, but apparently she is a very quick study. (In Greek mythology, Ariadne helped Theseus escape from the Minotaur's labyrinth.)

Dom tutors Ariadne on the art of constructing, controlling and navigating dream space and logic. During this process the audience also learns some important facts about dream infiltration: the human mind is as alert to intruders as the immune system is to pathogens; dream time has a complex relationship to real time; dreams do not have beginnings; there are various ways to end a dream; the dream infiltrators can drag their subject down the proverbial rabbit hole of multiple layers of dream worlds; and most importantly, dream architecture does not give a rat’s ass about logic or physics (seemingly solid structures bend and tilt at will, entire cities fold in half, characters float as if weightless, there is even a Penrose stairway). These are the surreal worlds of M.C. Escher, Jean Cocteau and Salvatore Dali…

Dom -- the only character allowed any depth and development in Inception -- is motivated purely by the sorrow and guilt relating to the deat of his wife, Mal (French actor Marion Cotillard). Mal (meaning "evil" in French) relentlessly haunts Cobb's memories, thus also his dreams, and serves as a rogue "antibody" whose sole purpose is to foil Cobb’s dream-world forays. No matter whose dream Cobb enters, Mal routinely appears as his nemesis.

Written and directed by Christopher Nolan (Memento), Inception is all about its mind-blowing tapestry in which reality and dreams are lucidly intertwined, the multi-level chess game involving a dream within a dream within a dream. The strange and dissorienting dream logic of the individual scenes is cleverly bound together by an overarching traditional heist film narrative structure; without that logical restraint, the film would float aimlessly adrift in time and place…as if only a dream with no reality to which to awaken.

Inception is a truly unique cinematic experience (the closest next of kin being the cerebrally inferior film, The Matrix) that allows the audience to escape reality for 148 minutes all the while asking them to piece together a surrealist puzzle in order to keep up with the onscreen events. Inception’s biggest fault is the lack of character depth for everyone except Dom -- the pawn which Ariadne dutifully carries is clearly a symbol of Nolan’s role for her and the others on the team. If I didn’t know any better I would think that the entire film takes place in Dom’s dreams and this is why the characters seem like mere manikins used for set-dressing (a la Shutter Island).

“I re-enter our world. I see unity reforming. What a bore! Everything is one…This is the duration of the centuries from which I’m surfacing, this the expanse of my dizzy journey” -- Jean Cocteau, The Difficulty of Being
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