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As
usual the London Film Festival featured an eclectic
feast of some 300 offerings, of which I chose
half-a-dozen which sounded of particular interest to
me. This year I went for three of my favourite
modern directors, along with a documentary featuring a
fourth, plus two other films whose subjects sounded
appealing. I would like to have seen The Artist
and The Deep Blue Sea, but both were fully booked, and
in any event they should get early
releases. To my mind there was little
point in booking for films like Anonymous, The Ides of
March, Miss Bala, or We Need To Talk About Kevin, with
theatrical releases immediately after or even during
the Festival, unless of course you get a thrill from
seeing George Clooney in person.
The Bird
(Yves Caumon, France) This largely-wordless
character portrayal concerns a woman, Anne, living in
Bordeaux, who seems to find great difficulty in
communicating with people. She works in a kitchen
(whether of a restaurant, hospital, or whatever is
unclear) and rejects the advances of a co-worker. She
appears to identify with the suffering heroine of
Mizoguchi's film The Life of Oharu, which she goes to
see. The "bird" of the title, while possibly referring
to herself, is more obviously the pigeon who finds a
home in her flat. Gradually we discover things about
her past life, and by the end she has made a decision
about something suggested to her much earlier
on. Sandrine Kiberlain, on-screen almost the
entire time, is the star of the show, but its appeal
is probably too slight for it to become either a
critical or popular success.
Correspondence:
Jonas Mekas - J.L.Guerin (Mekas/Guerin,
Spain-USA) This documentary consists of an
exchange of five cinematic letters each way between
Jose Luis Guerin, who so impressed with the
Strasbourg-set In the City of Sylvia (2007), and
Mekas, a New York-based veteran underground
filmmaker. There is not much discussion of
cinema itself, though some interesting places were
visited, including Thoreau’s Walden Pond, the Jewish
quarter of Krakow, and the grave of Yasujiro
Ozu. This last featured in the genuinely tense
final scene, filmed in close-up by Guerin, of ants
trying to haul a twig up the vertical face of the
gravestone; you would be surprised at how gripping
this was. This is not a film likely to come
round again, however, and personally I would have
liked more discussion of cinema itself.
Elena
(Andrei Zvyagintsev, Russia) I loved this
director’s two earlier features, The Return (2003) and
The Banishment (2007), though the latter was
misunderstood by some critics. Elena is an
equally powerful family drama, though set mostly in
drab city surroundings rather than the Arctic wastes
or country dacha of the previous films. The
middle-aged widow Elena has recently married a rich
man who is in poor health; each has a child from a
previous marriage but Elena’s son, with no real
ambition in life, lives in the poor part of town and
has two children of his own. When the question
of inheritance comes up Elena decides that the time
has come for her to take matters into her own
hands. The film builds up to a tense climax and
(for me) an ending which is totally unexpected yet
utterly realistic. The performance of Nadezhda
Markina, as Elena, is absolutely stunning.
Zvyagintsev is one of the very finest writer-directors
around today.
Faust
(Alexandr Sokurov, Russia) I am not sufficiently
familiar with Goethe’s Faust, on which Sokurov’s
Venice prizewinner is based, to have got the most out
of this production. Visually and aurally it is
superb, with a whirling, swirling camera, a classic
Middle-Ages middle-Europe setting, much overlapping
dialogue (in German), and an almost continuous
hypnotic musical score, but I found it a tad difficult
to follow exactly what was going on. The
director’s evident love of the paintings of Caspar
David Friedrich is echoed in several scenes, as is his
trademark distorted bodily images (see Mother and Son,
1997). So, my advice is to see Faust by all
means, but mug up on Goethe first. Oh, and if
you don’t like gruesome bits, skip the first few
minutes.
I Wish
(Hirokazu Kore-eda, Japan) I chose this on the
strength of two previous films of this director, the
delightful fantasy After Life (1998) and the wonderful
Ozu-like Still Walking (2008). I Wish is more of
a gentle comedy than Still Walking, with children as
all the main actors. It concerns two brothers
whose parents have split up; the older lives with
their mother and her parents, the younger with their
father, an unenterprising rock musician. In a
brief flashback we see a family row before the
split. Now the boys, communicating by telephone,
decide to try and effect a reconciliation by meeting
where two bullet trains are due to pass, an event at
which, it is said, wishes will be granted.
Together with some friends, all with their own wishes,
they duly carry out this plan. Kore-eda is
clearly a fine director of children (not to mention
the adults), and this film should please his
fans. While not as formally perfect as Still
Walking, it is a charming insight into modern Japan.
A Simple Life (Ann
Hui, Hong Kong) Based on a true story, this
delightful film is part-comedy, part-weepie, and
reminded me very much of Edward Yang’s masterly A One
And A Two . . .(2000). It tells of a maid who
has served the same family for 60 years through four
generations, until she suffers a stroke and is found
an old folks’ home by Roger, a middle-aged family
member who is also a successful movie executive.
This is a genuinely uplifting film which, with
sufficient publicity, could well find a wide audience;
it has already been entered by Hong Kong as a “best
foreign-language” contender for the 2012 Oscars.
Do see it if you get the chance.
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