Nov 17, 2021

Meta-Casa / Мета-Дом / Meta-Home

Marking 296th addition to my Bianco/Nero series of digital collages, Meta-Casa presents a re-imagination of the iconic pop-art piece Just what is it that makes today's homes so different, so appealing? by Richard Hamilton. It blends vintage erotica, cyberpunk elements and impossible architecture to envision a futuristic household in which physical, virtual and outer-dimensional realities meet and collide...


Meta-Casa / Мета-Дом / Meta-Home


Just what is it that makes today's homes so different, so appealing?, Richard Hamilton, 1956

Nov 14, 2021

Metak

Noćas je svinja preskočila Mesec,
i za njom je nemo uskliknulo dete:
„Gle, kako krava proždire lava,
a jelen, sav nadut i zelen
kao beskraj kroz modra usta...“

Pusta im je duša, pusta,
i prazne su im oči crne,
u tri igle udenuto, trne
sećanje na konac, zloslutni početak,
ples inog haosa k’o jedini poredak.
Gde je ta krv što miriše na počinak?

Gde su ti crvi i trag koji se mrvi,
dok u glavama gomila se mrak?
Crven i jak kao bik iz pakla,
sveti zjap za svet od stakla. 

Nov 1, 2021

Best Premiere Viewings of October

OLDIES

1. Niezwykla podróz Baltazara Kobera / The Tribulations of Balthazar Kober (Wojciech Has, 1988)


Cinema has the magical power to take the viewer to (mental / subconscious) places so fascinatingly peculiar that no destination on Earth can imitate, let alone substitute. The swan song by acclaimed director Wojciech Has sends you on a spiritually introspective, larger-than-life adventure which feels like a lucid, enlightening fever dream you continually wake from only to sink deeper into its soft, comforting embrace. Set in plague-stricken 16th century Germany inhabited by soulless priests, Jewish Cabalists, members of a secret brotherhood, and sparkling spirits of the dead, this gothic, Orphic odyssey meanders between heaven and hell, reality and fantasy, introducing an unlikely hero whose growth from a stuttering simpleton into a love-seeking rookie philosopher is assisted by Archangel Gabriel and the Devil himself. On top of that, you are treated to painterly visuals that make the viewing experience all the more immersive and mesmerizing, as the ensemble cast of both Polish and French actors dig into their roles with relish. 

2. The Servant (Joseph Losey, 1963)


“That's half the point of the game, the bending.”

Dirk Bogarde delivers a scene-stealing performance – the thrilling blend of shrewdness and resignation – as an enigmatic and sinister manservant, Barrett, in an icy cold and deeply intense psychological drama of Hitchcockian suspense and claustrophobic setting. And his colleagues – James Fox, Sarah Miles and Wendy Craig – whose characters are stuck in a complex and twisted relationship quadrangle are magically (not to mention superbly!) attuned to peculiarities of his devilishly controlling role. Joseph Losey directs with laser precision and keen eye for visual composition which plays a significant part in an intriguing study of social class deconstruction, sexual politics and continuous imbalance of power, subtly and largely imbued with queer subtext. Playing tricks on the viewer’s imagination by relying on suggestion rather than explicitness, he creates a singular film that is in equal measures baffling and disquieting.

3. Kavafis / Cavafy (Yannis Smaragdis, 1996)


“Let me submit to art...”

Imbued with a great sense of mystery, photographed with a keen painter’s eye (by Nikos Smaragdis), and embroidered with the finest musical threads woven by none other than the acclaimed composer Vangelis, Cavafy transcends the constraints of the biopic/period piece sub-genre, and pulls the viewer into the mind of Greek poet Konstantinos Petrou Kavafis (Constantine Peter Cavafy, 1863-1933). Transforming his erotic desires into a dense, all-pervasive atmosphere of heightened lyricism, this delicately sensual and evocatively dreamlike tone poem of a drama stands out as one of the most sophisticated cinematic portrayals of a (real life) gay character. Smaragdis lets his protagonist speak only in melancholic voice-overs, through his own verses, and leaves him completely silent whenever he interacts with his friends, family, lovers and one-night stands, which in return solidifies the strength of audio-visual stimuli.

4. Závrat / Vertigo (Karel Kachyňa, 1963)


A simple story of a young girl’s first crush is transmuted into a fascinating, hard-to-describe experience by virtue of purely cinematic magic which stems largely from the breathtakingly beautiful B&W imagery. The frame composition speaks in a surreal language so mellifluously poetic, that you can’t help but listen to the intoxicating music that fills the air, as its fingers strum the strings of your soul-harp...

5. The Uninvited (Lewis Allen, 1944)


An elegant blend of romantic melodrama and gothic horror laced with subtle humor, The Uninvited is grounded in engaging performances, stunning art direction, and nuanced interplay of light and shadows. I felt as if I visited the Fitzgerald siblings’ beautiful seaside mansion and experienced those eerie supernatural encounters firsthand.

6. Minagoroshi no Reika / I, the Executioner (Tai Katō, 1968)


Bursting with great examples of space manipulation within a frame, I, the Executioner hits the viewer with its relentless bleakness right from the get-go, depicting – as discreet as possible – an act of sexual violence culminating in a ‘brutal fucking murder’, to quote Grace Zabriskie’s character in Inland Empire, during the very prologue. Gradually, we learn that a misogynist perpetrator walks the path of vengeance, and is after a quintet of high middle class women whose last Mahjong gathering is marked with a darkly perverse secret which may be linked to a 16-yo boy’s suicide... Exploring the theme of ‘divine’ justice against the backdrop of moral decline or rather, ambiguity, Katō puts the viewer in heavy shoes of his mysterious, ever-frowning antihero (Makoto Satō, fearsomely superb) and consequently intensifies the feeling of uneasiness elicited through the frequent use of disorienting low angles and claustrophobic close-ups, equally fascinating and awe-inspiring. Out of shadows and set props, he creates inescapable cages for both his characters and the audience, with occasional intrusions of humor providing little to no relief from the dense, suffocating, even nihilist atmosphere of heightened psychological tension.

7. The Long, Hot Summer (Martin Ritt, 1958)


“I wish I was Ben Quick.”

Orson Welles munches on the scenery with great gusto as the pater familias of a wealthy Mississippian family in a sumptuously photographed romantic melodrama that must’ve inspired a plethora of soap operas. However, the star of this ostensibly outdated, yet tremendously entertaining flick is highly objectified Paul Newman as ambitious young drifter Ben Quick, with the sparkling chemistry or rather, heightened sexual tension between Joanne Woodward and him lighting up the screen whenever they’re sharing the scene. 

8. The Masque of Red Death (Roger Corman, 1964)


Truth hurts, but vivid colors alleviate the pain.

9. Отклонение (Гриша Островски & Тодор Стоянов, 1967) / Detour (Grisha Ostrovski & Todor Stoyanov, 1967)


I must admit that I’m not too familiar with Bulgarian cinema, but after watching ‘Detour’, I can assume that plenty of hidden gems are to be found there. In their feature debut, Ostrovski & Stoyanov provide a ‘simple’ recipe for an enjoyable film with considerable artistic value:

- a timeless and universal love / memory-reviving story laced with social(ist) commentary (kudos to poet Blaga Dimitrova who did a splendid job as a first-time screenwriter),
- two charismatic leads portraying well-defined protagonists (who once renounced personal happiness in the name of progress),
- austerely beautiful B&W cinematography à la Nouvelle Vague,
- smoky jazz score to accentuate (great) wordless sequences,
- formally playful intersection of the (enthusiastic) past and (melancholic) present.

Add to that a pinch of road-movie elements, with pedantic chefs in full control, and you’ll certainly wish to try another specialty from their kitchen.

10. L’été / Summer (Marcel Hanoun, 1968)


“Only one exists.”

Largely composed of attractive mid-shots and close-ups showing stunningly beautiful Graziella Buci (in her only film credit) smoking, drinking tea, typewriting, running around the countryside, and lying naked on her bad or in a floral dress on the grass, L’été is one of the most formally challenging pieces of the French New Wave cinema. Set sometime after May 68, it plays out like a whimsical meta-monodrama and tracks the protagonist’s introspective thoughts frequently interrupted by poetic / political / philosophical quotes, and delicately accompanied by crème de la crème of classical music. Hanoun’s masterclass editing is only matched by his painter’s eye for frame composition, although at times, his uncompromising experimentation tends to turn fascination into frustration.

2021 FEATURES

1. Mad God (Phil Tippett, 2021)


A hyper-bizarre stop-motion masterpiece, Mad God plunges you into a nightmare so labyrinthine, that you desperately keep looking for the exit long after it ended. Inhabited by grotesque creatures that often defy any attempt to be described, this sumptuously dark, relentlessly pessimistic and gorgeously morbid fantasy feels like a wayward love child of Lovecraft and Beksiński baptized in excretions of Eraserhead baby mixed with Minotaur’s blood, and thrown into a nuclear wasteland. Dialogue-free and utterly unpredictable, it provides you with a deeply visceral and hellishly transcendental viewing experience, allowing Phil Tippett entry into the Pantheon of greatest cine-alchemists.

2. Antlers (Scott Cooper, 2021)


Rooted in an indigenous folk tale, Scott Cooper’s inaugural, yet impressive venture into horror marks a potent, incessantly suspenseful blend of grim, brutal creature feature and engaging, emotionally harrowing drama of densely sinister atmosphere, boasting taut screenplay, focused direction, bleakly beautiful visuals, hauntingly evocative score, and outstanding performances, particularly from young, perfectly cast Jeremy T. Thomas whose fragile shoulders prove to be a sturdy foundation for a demanding role. On top of that, the autumnal setting of a small town towered by fog-veiled mountains becomes a character in its own right, and plays a major part not only in providing the audience with a strong sense of (deeply depressing) place, but also in immersing them completely in the story... The film resonated with me on so many levels, that mentioning something along the lines of ‘minor quibble’ would seem like an utter disregard for an intensely fulfilling sensation it left me with after the lights in the cinema theater came back on. 

3. The Spine of Night (Philip Gelatt & Morgan Galen King, 2021)


(read my review HERE)

4. Titane (Julia Ducornau, 2021)


Assisted by her daring star, Agathe Rousselle (demonstrating awe-inspiring versatility in her magnetically uninhibited big-screen debut), Julia Ducornau creates one of the most authentic and enigmatic (anti)heroines in both recent and remote memory, directing her technically taut and emotionally disturbing film with firm hand, burning passion, and sharp sense of dark humor. Part off-kilter body horror, part feminist parable and part twisted family drama (which introduces another engagingly f*cked-up character brilliantly portrayed by Vincent Lindon), Titane abolishes the boundary between pleasure and pain, assaulting you with its visceral, no-holds-barred power contained in oft-strikingly bizarre imagery which reconfigures the notions of beauty. It made me laugh, squirm, confusingly stare at it, and almost cry during the epilogue, which sums up as one of the most impressive cinematic experiences of the year.

5. Dýrið / Lamb (Valdimar Jóhannsson, 2021)


(read my review HERE)

6. The Suicide Squad (James Gunn, 2021)


If someone had told me that I would get attached to a domesticated CGI rat called Sebastian, as well as to a man-eating anthropomorphic shark that may be a descendant of an ancient god, I would’ve probably called them crazy. But, hey, it’s a James Gunn’s film, and he has already proved that the characters who exist only in a digital space can be just as sympathetic as the flesh & blood ones. After a couple of colorful features for the Marvel studios, he applies the ‘superhero outcasts’ formula to the so-called DC Extended Universe, and delivers a highly entertaining over-the-top actioner that appears like a live-action equivalent of a delirious, rule-of-cool cartoon. Skillfully laced with cheeky humor, and slyly imbued with anti-imperialist sentiment, The Suicide Squad bursts with bloody, high-octane energy and eventually explodes into a surreal madness of kaiju proportions that is most probably inspired by 1956 tokusatsu offering Warning from Space. Gunn is given a pretty good amount of not only long greens, but creative freedom as well, and he employs it with a childlike glee that happens to be dangerously infectious.

7. The Night House (David Bruckner, 2021)


Rebecca Hall shoulders the movie with great confidence and conviction as edgy, depressive, grief-stricken widow Beth whose mourning after a recently deceased husband gets increasingly stained with fear and anger, as dark secrets from her loved one’s past begin to surface. The haunted house which her struggling heroine inhabits may not be built on the sturdiest of foundation, yet it’s the best work by Collins & Piotrowski duo (Siren, Super Dark Times), and David Bruckner (The Ritual) maintains it with proper care, delivering some hair-raising scares unlike most of recent horror offerings. In establishing an eerily unnerving atmosphere, he relies heavily on the power of suggestion (and optical illusions) rather than jump scares, and in doing so, he manages to induce goosebumps through the very thought that nothing is out there...

8. The Card Counter (Paul Schrader, 2021)


Oscar Isaac commands the viewer’s attention with his magnetically subdued performance in Paul Schrader’s subtly menacing spiritual sequel to First Reformed. Although his character – going under the moniker of William Tell – isn’t particularly sympathetic (even less so when we’re introduced to ghosts of his past), he is extremely cool in an ‘old-school movie bastard’ way that pulls you out of your comfort zone, yet you can’t help rooting for him, as you follow him on his path of redemption. Partnered with nonchalantly superb Tiffany Haddish as instantly amiable gambling financier La Linda – a spark of light in the glum, sullen universe of The Card Counter, and stellar Tye Sheridan whose troubled and extremely vulnerable Cirk (pronounced as Kirk) shares the common enemy with Tell, Isaac confidently leads this odd trio throughout the film, often conveying the burden carried by his slick antihero only through micro-expressions of his eyes. And veteran Paul Schrader directs his austere, smoothly paced drama (leaning towards revenge thriller) with an unwavering hand, painting the decline of the American society in the background of William Tell’s bleak, melancholic, decidedly rigid portrait, once again assisted by Alexander Dynan behind the camera. 

9. The Blazing World (Carlson Young, 2021)


I’m a sucker for ‘a troubled woman falling down the rabbit hole’ type of stories, and when the stand-in for the White Rabbit is a creepy, mysterious man whose name reads ‘Denial’ backwards and is played by the legendary Udo Kier, you can already color me impressed. In her (promising) directorial feature debut, Carlson Young stars as a depressed twentysomething, Margaret, whose reality begins to dissolve under the pressure of a shocking childhood trauma – the loss of an identical twin sister, until she is whisked away into an alternate dimension, with the aforementioned Lained as her only guide. This strange new universe – a simulacrum of a troubled mind, no doubt – betrays a variety of possible influences, ranging from German expressionism and Bava/Argento-inspired lighting to Dave McKean-like riddles and Tarsem’s sense of fantasy twisted by del Toro-esque grotesque, and yet, it feels unique in its fairy-dust-sprinkled surreality. Even when you recognize a very Lynchian night club in the prelude to the phantasmagorical adventure, as well as an homage to the iconic ‘elevator of blood’ sequence from The Shining in the film’s finale, you find it hard to resist the imaginative way these pastiches are stitched together into an ambitious, aurally and visually arresting – if flawed – piece of post-modern cinema. And wasn’t it Bergman who said:

“I believe we’re all part of a great hodgepodge, so we take from each other, and I’ve always been completely uninhibited in that regard. If I see something good, I steal it and make it my own.”

10. Carro rei / King Car (Renata Pinheiro, 2021)


We had a killer car in Christine, car accident fetishists in Crash, a surreal girl-to-car transformation in 1999 anime Adolescence of Utena, and this year, a young woman gets pregnant by a car in Titane, whereas King Car introduces a talking automobile that falls in love with a daring performance artist and starts a social revolution! Exploring the dynamics within the human-technology-nature triangle from an eco-socialist-feminist angle, Renata Pinheiro creates a quirky modern fairy tale whose thematic richness is both its forte and major drawback. Her characters fall into one of two categories – archetypes and eccentrics, with the latter being more memorable thanks to a family idiot turned mad scientist turned complete lunatic, Zé Macaco (Matheus Nachtergaele giving a bizarre, ‘Denis Lavant by way of Jack Black’ performance). The story takes some unexpected turns and keeps you involved by its sheer weirdness or rather, magic-realist treatment, yet there’s a little something left to be desired which is to a certain degree compensated by stylish imagery. 

Oct 30, 2021

The Spine of Night (Philip Gelatt & Morgan Galen King, 2021)


It’s been a long, long while (read: almost four decades!) since a rotoscoped sword & sorcery feature hit the big screens, which is why I’ve been burning with anticipation for Gelatt & King’s dark fantasy whose seed was planted in 2013 short Exordium. And though I couldn’t see it in cinema, I immensely enjoyed it not only as an incredibly nostalgic throwback to the times when I was first discovering adult animation, but also as an unashamedly pulp and esoteric piece of (post)modern art carved with lots of love. 

Heavily influenced by Ralph Bakshi’s Fire and Ice that informs its barbaric and magical setting, as well as by Heavy Metal from which it borrows the anthology-like narrative structure, The Spine of Night delves into larger-than-life questions, earning comparison to the metaphysical works of both René Laloux, and Mamoru Oshii. (In a Letterboxd interview, the authors recommend Gandahar and Angel’s Egg, inter alia, and I wholeheartedly agree with their choices.) Told from a perspective of a swamp sorceress, Tzod (voiced by Lucy Lawless of Xena and Spartacus fame), and spanning across centuries, the unsparing story recounts the ultra-violent history of struggling against a vicious force that perverts the desire for knowledge / truth into the unquenchable thirst for ultimate power. The authors put you in turbulent medias res, wasting no time for long expositions, and simultaneously building their bleakly imaginative world which I wouldn’t want to live in, but couldn’t get enough of.

Many heroes fall in the seemingly never-ending battle – some in the most gruesome ways imaginable – so it is death that imposes as the main protagonist, and rules the cruel, bloodthirsty universe. Warriors, scholars, bird people, common folks and even gods are seen with their eyes poked, limbs torn, guts spilled, skin burned, heads decapitated or bodies split in halves, as the film’s exploitative aspect gets converted into the raw, mystical, unadulterated poetry of humans’ most primal urges. Its extremely graphic nature and aura of mythological primordiality are further emphasized by prominent displays of nudity that is decidedly non-sexualized, but rather intrinsic.

What comes as a surprise are shy glimmers of hope (and rebirth) penetrating through the thick clouds of flesh-tearing destruction, and sprinkling the eternal night with tiny drops of color. Speaking of which, the artists opt for a predominantly earthy palette, attaching a beautiful sky/electric blue to a mysterious flower – a sort of a holy grail – that is central to the plot. All the characters are given simple, yet memorable designs, with thick lines and ‘flat’ shading making them pop-up from the picturesque backgrounds that take us from snow-covered mountains to mold-infested dungeons to high-ceiling edifices inspired by Gothic architecture. Despite the obviously limited budget, The Spine of Night provides some impressive visuals, appearing like a proudly eccentric diamond in the rough amongst the over-produced CG offerings that saturate the market today. Complementing its refreshingly offbeat imagery are top-notch sound FX, solid voice-acting evocative of the 80’s, and the unobtrusive, swollen score that intensifies the film’s doomy atmosphere.

The cult status is on the horizon...

Oct 29, 2021

Dýrið / Lamb (Valdimar Jóhannsson, 2021)

Once upon a time, on an island far away, a childless couple, María and Ingvar, spent their peaceful days on a sheep farm. They rarely spoke to each other, but the spark of love twinkled in both of their eyes. More than anything in the world, they wished for a baby girl, and one fateful day their wish came true (well, sort of) – a sheep #3115 lambed a mutant ewe whom they named Ada and adopted as their own...

Taking cues from the folk tales of yore, debuting director Valdimar Jóhannsson and his co-writer – poet, novelist and lyricist Sjón – take a deep dive into the murky waters of parental anxieties, as well as of forced consolation, and emerge with a unique black pearl. The duo also addresses wicked ways of Mother Nature whose reaction to an insult adds another layer of bizarreness (not to be discussed here, so as not to spoil the fun) to the already odd proceedings. Their grimly sweet, mystically absurd, bleakly humorous and decidedly taciturn story unfolds at a finely measured pace, and allows – along with the spacious setting – its handful of characters to breathe freely and fully. Although archetypal on the surface, they do come across as believable, emotionally resonant and inevitably flawed humans, partly by virtue of outstanding low-key performances from Noomi Rapace, Hilmir Snær Guðnason and Björn Hlynur Haraldsson, as well as their interaction with a disturbingly cute creature.

And Jóhannsson is in firm control over virtually every aspect of his inaugural feature, particularly in terms of establishing the right mood, and making sure the tonal shifts are hard to detect. Assisted by the haunting, brooding, drone-heavy score composed by Þórarinn Guðnason and Eli Arenson’s astonishing wide-screen frames which capture the breathtaking grandeur of Iceland’s remote countryside, he pulls you into a slightly distorted reality of a quiet domestic drama draped in the veil of faux / silly happiness, and underscored by a lingering sense of foreboding. When the ominous presence finally materializes into a horrific surprise, it is too late for the surrogate parents to redeem themselves, whereby the viewer is left to contemplate over the unanswered questions...

Oct 28, 2021

Crna zemlja za žedna usta

Kao mesečar po polju od trnja
žuri nekud ovaj sat.
Da nađe zlu ženu?
Ili drvenog patuljka?

Kao zvezda se stropoštava u bezdan,
a ja ni kriv, ni nezvan,
ne znam...
Sanjam tri sna, a nijedan nije pravi.
Bar da je jedan plavi,
pa da dreknem u tri kuće iz sveg glasa.

Kupus za lek, crna zemlja za žedna usta
i odsečena tri prsta mrsna!

Kriva je luda lutka
i oskrnavljeni grob kraj puta.
Iznutra...
Sve se iznutra mrda
i liči na vrata uzaludna.

Kad ih otvoriš, zjapi rupa ružna.
(A hobotnica se obvila oko krsta.)


kolaž: Bezimeni mozak, polimorfna duša

Oct 27, 2021

Bliss


A reflection on the mystery of creation / incarnation of a creator's rapture.
The absoluteness of art, and the noisy silence of a dream.
Bitterly ethereal remedy...