Before the Revolution (Prima della rivoluzione)

Before the Revolution (Prima della rivoluzione)
Before the Revolution (Prima della rivoluzione) screens at TIFF Bell Lightbox on Friday January 14 at 6:30pm. Buy tickets

Before the Revolution (Prima della rivoluzione) (Director: Bernardo Bertolucci): Bertolucci’s second feature, and the first written by the director, is bound to be a bit more autobiographical than La commare secca‘s exploration of the Italian underclass. Even though it’s loosely based on Stendhal’s novel The Charterhouse of Parma, the director, just 23 when he made the film, surely drew upon some conflicted feelings about his own upbringing. Fabrizio (Francesco Barilli) is a child of privilege who’s been under the tutelage of a Communist teacher. He yearns to escape his bourgeois fate, and so dumps his gorgeous but simple girlfriend Clelia (the stunning Cristina Pariset) to pursue revolution in a more monklike fashion. Enter his young Aunt Gina (Adriana Asti), a neurotic and confused beauty who has come from Milan to stay with her sister’s family in Parma. At first Fabrizio is distracted by the suicide of his unhappy (and quite probably gay) friend Agostino, a young man he was trying to tutor politically. His reaction is more one of disappointment than of grief, but it plants a seed that maybe his political activism isn’t the solution to all of life’s problems.

The emotionally-needy Gina, meanwhile, has become obsessed with her nephew and before long they fall into a passionate affair. This forbidden tryst is somewhat of a political act for Fabrizio, but for the self-loathing older woman, it’s an act of desperation. For all the dazzingly stylish images Bertolucci frames for us, he can’t make these two self-absorbed people very sympathetic characters, and I found my patience tested more than once with some of the bombastic speechifying.

Adriana Asti in Before the Revolution (Prima della rivoluzione)

Strangely enough, it’s a scene almost entirely divorced from the narrative up to that point that brought me back into the film. Gina goes to visit an aristocratic man a little bit older than herself, whom she calls “Puck.” For some unexplained reason, Fabrizio and his Communist mentor Cesare show up a little while later. Puck’s monologue about his own lack of purpose as a child of the bourgeoisie is unexpectedly poignant, especially for a character we’ve just met. As he stands on the riverbank looking out over the unspoiled wilderness of his estate, he explains to the group that all his land is mortgaged and that he is about to lose everything. Businessmen will buy the land up and develop it, erasing its pastoral serenity. He realizes his own uselessness as a member of society, never having earned a degree or learned a trade. Fabrizio upbraids him for his “false sincerity” but after Gina slaps his face, he begins to recognize himself in the older man. There is no escape for the children of the bourgeoisie.

Despite the relatively narrow gap in their ages, Gina and Fabrizio are definitely on two sides of a generational divide. For the young man, he wants to change the present, to change himself in an attempt to escape his fate, and to change the world by imposing the order he sees in a set of dogmatic political principles. Gina, on the other hand (and “Puck” as well) desperately wants to hold onto the present. She has already felt the passage of time and the disorder of the real world and feels helpless in the face of the future.

Bertolucci uses a mishmash of styles throughout, borrowing especially from the French New Wave directors. There’s even a scene where Fabrizio goes to see Godard’s A Woman is a Woman, getting into a half-hearted argument with a boorish cinephile afterwards. Just as in Godard’s work, I found some of the jump-cutting made the narrative disjointed in spots. And I found a few of the later scenes went on far too long. But just as often I found the camerawork dazzling, and some scenes were just a pure pleasure to watch: a scene of Fabrizio and Gina shopping, for example, or the dance scene which you can watch in the clip below. As for the performances, the film belongs completely to Adriana Asti as Gina. Despite my reference to the “stunning” Cristina Pariset above, it’s Asti you can’t take your eyes off, even as her neurotic mood swings make her character unlikeable. By contrast, Francesco Barilli is just a petulant rich boy. Though he’s ostensibly the protagonist, it’s Gina’s character whose conflicts remain most visibly unresolved.

Kevin Lee’s excellent review and roundup of critical opinions on the film is unsurpassed if you want to go deeper.


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8/10(8/10)

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TIFF Bell Lightbox Presents the Films of Bertolucci

From January 6th-19th, TIFF Bell Lightbox is presenting a retrospective of the work of Bernardo Bertolucci, a director whose work has always hovered around the periphery of my vision. I’m looking forward to correcting that oversight. His filmmaking career has spanned 50 years and although he began working in a vaguely neorealist style, he quickly moved on to experiment with many other styles and a diversity of subject matter. The TIFF program guide has cleverly singled out his ever-present themes of “sex, politics and visual splendour” with a slightly naughty alliterative tagline: Fashion, Fascists and Fucking (or F**king, if you’re sensitive).

Although the Lightbox will be a grand venue to watch (or revisit) some of his most well-known films (The Conformist, Last Tango in Paris, The Last Emperor), the real opportunity is to see some of his lesser-known work. In particular, I’m looking forward to Before the Revolution (1964) and Partner (1968), two formative works from the turbulent 60s which led up to his breakthrough film The Conformist in 1970.

Leaving aside the Fashion (“visual splendour”) side of the triangle for a moment, I’m fascinated by Bertolucci’s mixture of sensuality and political frustration. While the 60s seem to be the decade most associated with sexual liberation and political struggle, the director has made almost all of his films about individuals struggling against larger forces and using sex as both a respite from the struggle and an act of personal defiance. I’m intrigued by TIFF programmer Jesse Wente’s observation that “Bertolucci continues to identify sex as a profoundly liberating force, a pure human freedom that defies the strictures and conventions of society.” I’m certain that approaching the films with at least this statement in mind is going to help me appreciate Bertolucci’s significance as a unique voice in world cinema.

Tickets can be purchased online for any of the films in the series. Here are a few images to whet your appetite:

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Interview: Jon Korn

Sundance Shorts Programmer Jon Korn

I met Sundance shorts programmer Jon Korn back in the summer, when he was in town for the Worldwide Short Film Festival. He was a surprise bonus guest when I interviewed Wholphin editor Brent Hoff (which you can read here), and at the time, I made him promise to submit to a more formal interview. Six months later, here it is.

The timing is actually great because Sundance just recently announced their full slate of shorts programming, and so Jon might just have a breather for a few short weeks. We conducted this exchange over email in mid-December 2010. The Sundance Film Festival runs from January 20-30, 2011.

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My 2010 List of Lists

Having just come through the mathematical complications of compiling the inaugural CAST Awards, you’d think I’d be put off list-making for a while. But I actually found myself eager to revisit this year-ending tradition, mostly because I was sort of disappointed with the overall CAST list. Although it’s inevitable when asking a “committee” what the best of anything is, the fact that Inception topped the list sort of bugged me. At the time I saw it, I liked it well enough, and it did find its way into my Top 25, but it won not by being the best film of the year, but simply by being the film that most people saw.

There will always need to be a place for individual lists, for the quirky idiosyncratic choices that make us unique individuals. The group lists tend to look mostly the same. It’s only when we get to critics’ individual choices that we can figure out where our tastes overlap, or clash. And that’s when the interesting conversations can begin.

So, as in past years, I’ll present a number of unranked lists of films that I enjoyed this year. I look forward to hearing your comments!

Favourite Documentary Films of 2010

Favourites from TIFF 2010

Favourite Non-Festival Films from 2010

Favourite Films from 2009 That Are Appearing on a Lot of 2010 Lists

Favourite Undistributed Films of 2010 (no known distribution in Canada)

And the list that keeps me honest:

Biggest Omissions in My Filmgoing of 2010

Previous years’ lists:

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The Precinct

The Precinct

The Precinct (Director: Ilgar Safat): A few weeks ago, I received an email from a Hollywood-based publicist. I get lots of these sorts of emails, but this one was a bit different. How would I like to review Azerbaijan’s submission to the Best Foreign Film category for this year’s Academy Awards? That’s just the sort of unusual pitch to which I’m likely to respond, so I said sure.

Garib is a photographer of erotic nudes working in Baku, the capital of Azerbaijan. His fiancée Sabina is getting a bit tired of waiting for Garib to finally settle down and marry her. During an excursion to the picturesque cliffs of Gobustan, he informs her he’ll be leaving again for several months to work in Africa. They argue during the car ride back and Garib loses control of the car. Fortunately, two police officers come by and pull them from the burning wreck. Instead of of taking them to hospital, though, the policemen bring them back to their isolated precinct, where their very creepy superior submits Garib to some very probing questions about his past.

Suddenly the film flashes back to Garib’s youth. We learn how he discovers a love for photography but also how that interest is used against him by local gangsters. When a box of old negatives washes up on shore, some local thugs force Garib to print them at the studio of his beloved photography teacher. When the images turn out to be pornographic, Garib is forced to keep printing them while the thugs sell the prints. After this racket is discovered and broken up by the local Communist authorities, the thugs force Garib to take pornographic photos of Alina, a local girl who’s been turning tricks to support her young brother. Since Garib has been secretly in love with Alina, this drives him to attempt suicide. But when he tries to hang himself, the rope breaks and he’s rescued by two policemen. Curiously, they are the same two policemen we have seen earlier in the film.

When the film snaps back to the present, Garib seems to understand what the precinct is. When the officers throw him into a burning cell, he realizes he’s in a sort of purgatory. Suddenly, he comes to in the burning car with the sound of the approaching police car in his ears.

It’s a fairly ambitious structure, although I found the framing story, for all its Kafkaesque atmosphere, pretty easy to figure out. The combination of spiritual/psychological menace is clearly meant to force Garib to confront something from his past, hence the flashback. The middle section of the film is the strongest, keeping to a naturalistic tone and shedding light on the history of photography and cinema in Azerbaijan. Although the exposition is sometimes a little clumsy, I nevertheless found it quite interesting. Visually this section is strongest as well, for we travel with young Garib all over his childhood village and are not confined to the dark precinct.

Performances are good, although there’s not really much in terms of character development. Garib learns his lesson but it’s only clear from the flashback and flashforward. Within the precinct, the performances are pitched a little high, to match the eeriness of the situation. Overall, the film was entertaining without being exceptional. This is the first Azeri film I’ve ever seen, and I was impressed with the production values for the most part. But I think I would have been happier to see a film based entirely on Garib’s childhood rather than trying to graft that coming-of-age story onto a more genre-based psychological/horror story.


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6/10(6/10)

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