August 2008

Le Silence de Lorna

Le Silence de Lorna (2008, Directors: Jean Pierre Dardenne and Luc Dardenne): Sadly, once again I come to the work of acclaimed film­makers with no pre­vious exper­i­ence of their work. The Dardenne brothers have been mining their own seam for many years now, exploring the lives of the poor, unglam­orous and des­perate in unfussy real­istic films. Their latest pro­voked polar­izing reac­tions at Cannes this year, where some found it styl­ist­ic­ally too sim­ilar to their pre­vious work, or them­at­ic­ally too much like other films about the inter­sec­tions of the old and new Europe. Luckily, I wasn’t car­rying that baggage.

Lorna (Arta Dobroshi) is a young Albanian woman living in Belgium whose dream is to one day open a snack bar with her boy­friend Sokol. In order to be eli­gible for bank loans and other bene­fits, she enters a mar­riage of con­veni­ence with a heroin addict to gain her cit­izen­ship. We quickly learn, how­ever, that this is only a small part of a larger, darker scheme mas­ter­minded by a local small-time hood named Fabio. Both Lorna and her hus­band Claudy (Jeremie Renier, a stal­wart of the Dardennes’ recent films) have been paid, with the under­standing that Lorna will divorce Claudy as soon as she gains her cit­izen­ship so she can remarry a wealthy Russian, allowing him to obtain cit­izen­ship as well. At least that’s what Claudy thinks. But Fabio’s plan is to stage Claudy’s death from a heroin over­dose instead. Will Lorna go along with this decep­tion? At the begin­ning it appears that she will. She and Claudy live under the same roof, but keep sep­arate rooms and there is little in the way of sym­pathy. But when he decides that he wants to kick his habit and begins beg­ging her for help, Lorna’s atti­tude slowly begins to change. After a suc­cessful hos­pital stay, he is released and his rela­tion­ship with Lorna seems to enter pre­vi­ously unknown ter­ritory. The plan is in jeop­ardy because people who started off using each other start to feel con­nected. Fabio, mean­while, is des­perate to com­plete the deal with the Russian at all costs.

Dobroshi is in almost every frame of this film and she is won­derful, showing a single-minded stoicism punc­tu­ated with some unex­pected out­bursts of emo­tion. Remarkably, des­pite the dehu­man­izing aspects of the scheme, it’s one Lorna entered into will­ingly, and at no point is there any sexual exploit­a­tion. In fact, when sex does enter the pic­ture, it’s as an expres­sion of rebel­lion and of pas­sion, and it throws the whole greed-fuelled plan into dis­array. She soon comes to realize her power­less­ness and expend­ab­ility and by the end of the film, her dreams have been replaced with a des­perate desire simply to sur­vive. Along the way, though, this sol­itary and determ­ined figure becomes more alive and less alone, even as her carefully-ordered life loses all of its sta­bility. If this is minor Dardennes, I can’t wait to catch up on the major stuff.

Trailer

9/10(9/10)

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As always, here is a list of the films I’ve requested tickets for. Depending on how the ticket lot­tery goes, I could get any­where from none to all of these. Disturbing news this year: “donors” to the new Bell Lightbox facility will have their orders pro­cessed before the rest of us, in order of “donor level.” In other words, the rich will be served first. As if it doesn’t cost enough for the average person to attend this fest­ival. Oh well, every year they give us some­thing new to com­plain about, but they also bring us some amazing screen­ings. Let’s just hope I can get to all the ones I want to see.

What (and how many) are you plan­ning to see this year?

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Un conte de Noël (A Christmas Tale)

Un conte de Noël (A Christmas Tale) (2008, Director: Arnaud Desplechin): Much like family life itself, Desplechin’s film about a pro­foundly dys­func­tional family coming together over the hol­i­days is chaotic, con­fusing, messy and a little bit infuri­ating at times. The dir­ector uses some very old melo­dra­matic gim­micks (iris effects, stagey inter­titles) and even has his actors address the audi­ence sev­eral times in an effort to provide the amount of expos­i­tion needed to keep this thing going. For me, it was only par­tially suc­cessful, and too much plot sum­mary here would threaten to blow up the word count expo­nen­tially. I’ll try to be concise.

Catherine Deneuve plays Junon, the rather chilly mat­ri­arch to three chil­dren. A fourth (the first­born) died of leuk­emia in child­hood, and his absence haunts the film, since the other chil­dren were con­ceived in a futile bid to find a bone marrow donor to save him. Now she has developed the same type of cancer and also needs a bone marrow trans­plant. The only two com­pat­ible donors are her son Henri (Mathieu Amalric), the family screw-up, and the teenage son of her daughter Elizabeth (Anne Consigny), who him­self is suf­fering after a mental break­down. To make mat­ters worse, Elizabeth “ban­ished” Henri from the family five years earlier, for reasons that seem unclear. There’s plenty of other family intrigue at work as well and no one comes off as wholly sym­path­etic. Despite that, I was heartened that by the end there had been some tent­ative (re)connections formed.

It felt to me very much like Un conte de Noël was a melo­drama trying to both poke fun at its melo­dra­matic ele­ments and rise above them. There was some fine ensemble acting (Deneuve and Amalric stand out in par­tic­ular), and a few clever med­ical meta­phors (Junon’s family fear that her body will “reject” Henri’s marrow, in the same way Elizabeth fears Henri’s “pois­onous” influ­ence on her son; Junon doesn’t trust marrow from Elizabeth’s “crazy” son), but overall the film left me a bit under­whelmed, espe­cially in light of its 140 minute length.

Trailer (en fran­cais)
Official site of the film (en francais)

7/10(7/10)

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24 City

by James McNally on August 21, 2008

in Film Festivals,TIFF

24 City

24 City (2008, Director: Jia Zhang-ke): Despite my best inten­tions, I have yet to see a film from the man some critics are now cheekily refer­ring to as “Jay-Z.” Known for films like The World (2004), Still Life (2006) and Useless (2007), Jia explores the seams between China’s ancient tra­di­tions and the dizzying pace of modern life in the world’s most pop­u­lous nation. In this, his latest film, he mixes doc­u­mentary film­making with fic­tional storytelling to weave together a larger nar­rative involving the workers of a ven­er­able mil­itary factory which is now being turned into luxury condos in the south­western city of Changdu.

Since this was my first exposure to Jia’s work, I can’t say for cer­tain that it’s rep­res­ent­ative of his style, but I sure hope so. Essentially the film is a series of mono­logues framed in long or mid shots inter­spersed with stately pans over the factory build­ings. His patient camera demands that we pay atten­tion to what we’re looking at. While some of the fic­tional stories are slightly more melo­dra­matic, all of the workers’ recol­lec­tions are moving. Combined with the rev­er­en­tial cam­er­a­work, Jia makes a poignant state­ment about the dig­nity of work. 24 City is an elegy for a way of life many in China are eager to leave behind, but in many ways it’s simply about the passing of time and about the way indi­viduals have little con­trol over it. Even though their work seemed crushing in its mono­tony, sin­ister in its pur­pose and at times over­whelming in the demands it placed on the workers’ lives, all of them seem to miss it. Or rather, they miss the small tra­gedies and romances that flour­ished and then faded, along with their youth, just like the factory itself. Lovely stuff.

Clip

8/10(8/10)

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Entre Les Murs

Entre Les Murs (Director: Laurent Cantet): Winner of the Palme d’Or at this year’s Cannes Film Festival, this film was shot documentary-style in a real French classroom with non­pro­fes­sional actors. The teacher (François Bégaudeau) plays him­self in a screen­play he wrote based on his own novel, which fol­lows the life of a young teacher of the French lan­guage in a mul­ti­cul­tural classroom. I’ve read about the won­der­fully nat­ur­al­istic per­form­ances of the stu­dents, who col­lab­or­ated and rehearsed together well before shooting began.

Trailer (en fran­cais)
Official Site (en francais)

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Waltz with Bashir

Waltz with Bashir (Director: Ari Folman): Animation can some­times be a good way to deal with dif­fi­cult sub­jects. In this case, it’s the memories (or rather, the lack of memories) of the dir­ector, an Israeli sol­dier who took part in the 1982 Lebanon war. In one of the war’s more grue­some atro­cities, the Israeli army stood by as “Christian” Phalangist mili­tias entered the Sabra and Shatila refugee camps and mas­sacred men, women and chil­dren for three hor­rific days. More than 3,000 were killed. Despite the mili­tias’ stated aim of rooting out Palestinian fighters, the vast majority of these fighters had been evac­u­ated weeks before. The blood­bath was widely seen as revenge for the assas­sin­a­tion of the Phalangists’ leader, the recently-elected President Bashir Gemayel. This sounds like a very per­sonal film, and also prom­ises to explore memory and issues of post-traumatic stress dis­order in an innov­ative way.

Trailer
Official Site

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Brúðguminn (White Night Wedding)

Brúðguminn (White Night Wedding) (Director: Baltasar Kormákur): As a long­time fan of Icelandic cinema, I try to see as many of the country’s films as pos­sible, and after enjoying Kormákur’s Mýrin (Jar City) (review) at last year’s TIFF, I’m inter­ested in seeing this one, too. This looks like more of a comedy, and it’s appar­ently based on a Chekhov play. The scenery of rural Iceland looks spec­tac­ular, which means it will be a good warmup for my own visit to the country later in September for the Reykjavik International Film Festival.

Trailer
Official Site

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