It's hard to know how to approach a festival like the Berlinale. The natural inclination is to gravitate towards the highest-profile Competition titles, but the festival is so sprawling and boasts such an extraordinary range of films, it offers ample rewards for the adventurous cinemagoer who digs into as many of the strands as possible. I skipped a number of competition films this year in order to explore the Forum, Panorama, Retrospective and Berlinale Special strands, choosing films largely at random in the hope of stumbling across a gem, and the hit rate was gratifyingly high. Here are ten non-competition discoveries I made that represent the variety and richness of the Berlinale programme, and which are worth keeping an eye out for if they ever arrive at a cinema near you.
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Friday, February 10, 2017
"People are responding to this film the way they are because it's clearly so personal, they respect that." - An Interview with Barry Jenkins
Ever since its debut at last year’s Telluride Film Festival, Moonlight has been riding a wave of acclaim that shows no sign of abating. Barry Jenkins’ adaptation of Tarell Alvin McCraney’s play In Moonlight Black Boys Look Blue is the story of a young black man from a broken home in Miami, following him through his childhood, adolescence and adulthood as he grapples with his sexuality and identity. It’s a film that feels specific in its perspective and its details, but universal in its portrait of loneliness, pain and yearning, and it continues to live in the memory long after the end credits have rolled. Moonlight is a very special film that remarkably manages to live up to the hype, and I met Barry Jenkins last December on the morning after he had attended the British Independent Film Awards, where he received the award for the Best International Independent Film.
Congratulations on yesterday. Both the LA Film Critics and the British Independent Film Awards.
Congratulations on yesterday. Both the LA Film Critics and the British Independent Film Awards.
Yeah, I know. It
happened at the same time too, man. It was amazing.
Was it a good ceremony last night?
Oh yeah. It was a
really good room, and as I said on the stage there are a few British filmmakers that I really admire, Lynne Ramsay chief among them, you
know, Lynne Ramsay and Alan Clarke were the two biggest when I was in
film school. It's kind of wonderful to be in a place where I assume
Lynne has won a BIFA in the past.
Can you comprehend
and digest the reaction that this film has received from everyone so
far?
Now that I'm on so many
planes, you have nothing but time to think and process. I've realised
I'm in a very privileged position. I have friends who have made
really amazing works that not a lot of people see, you know, my
friend Antonio Campos has a film called Christine and it
doesn't have the same buzz that we have, and that's unfortunate. I
wish all these films could have the sort of response and visibility
that Moonlight has had over the past few months. So yeah, I
know it's a really privileged place to be in, and so I'm just trying
to take it bit by bit and not get too damn happy.
So can you identify
what has connected with people that has generated that kind of buzz?
I think because we
didn't try to make the movie for everyone, people really respond to
that. I think we live in a time now where, because of the business
dynamics of what we do, the imperative is to make something that
everyone can love. With this film I was trying to make a movie for an
audience of two, myself and Tarell, because the movie is more or less about the
two of us. I think when you do that, people respect it, you know, it
passes the bullshit test. It's like, oh, this is really interesting and at the very least I'm gonna get something that I didn't expect,
because I don't know these guys and I get to experience what they're
like through this film.
One thing that
intrigues me about Tarell's play is that it was never actually
produced, it was just an unfinished manuscript sitting in his draw.
When I heard that was the case it made sense because I was trying to picture this as a play and
I couldn't really. It's so cinematic, and it relies so much on the power of silence, gestures, close-ups.
I don't think it would
have ever worked on a stage, and I don't think Tarell ever wrote it
intending it to be on a stage. Now I also don't think that the first
version I read would have worked in the format it was on screen. I
always describe it as being halfway between the stage and the screen,
and I always think of the process as kind of being like a relay race;
Tarell got to the first or second leg, you know, and then he passed
it to me and I took it the rest of the way. But it was inherently
visual, even when he first wrote it, and like you my first instinct
was, this is not going to work on the stage, however, there are some
very interesting visuals here. The original piece was like 47 pages,
so there was a lot of space within it, and there was a lot of room
for me to extend and create. I always knew that I wanted to make a
film that would live on faces and physical gestures, and it was
wonderful to have his language to connect those very silent beats.
The one thing I had
assumed was a legacy of the stage was the three-act structure, but I
understand you actually brought that to it in your adaptation.
I did. Tarell wrote
this in 2003, the first version of it, so he was a very young man and I'm sure if he wrote it again today it would be quite different.
He called it a circular narrative - you'd see Little wake up and go
to school, you'd see Chiron wake up and go to school, you'd see Black
wake up and go to the corner. Then you'd see Little at school, Chiron
at school, Black at the corner. It just kept going through this one
day, always resetting, and I thought, this is going to be very
difficult for an audience to follow. I don't see how they're going to
really connect and grab on to what the characters are experiencing,
because every five minutes they have to reset. It would be better to
get a whole run of each character and then reset. I had seen this
Hou-Hsiao Hsien film called Three Times and I thought it
really worked in that piece, so I thought that's what we'll do. It is
funny, I never thought of it as a three-act structure, but you're
right, it's old-school dramaturgy for sure.
That structure has a
real benefit though, because it's a striking moment when Black
appears in the third section. The last time we saw this character he
was a scared, skinny teenager getting beaten up, and now he's this
huge, imposing figure. You're trusting the audience a lot there to go
with you because you don't give us much context for his development and what has happened in the intervening years.
Yeah, it's funny. I
don't often try to anticipate how the audience is reading the film,
but I think that act two to act three structure is a moment when we
really are in tune with how the audience is receiving the character.
At that point, it's been 60 minutes, you're prepped, now you know a
different actor is coming, and act two ends on such a cliffhanger,
which is weird for this film. I felt like the audience would know,
okay, I have to keep watching, this is very different and very
jarring. This beautiful thing happened where, it wasn't scripted that
you would see Naomi at the top of story three, as a flashback to that
moment in the hallway in story one, but we're giving them this one
little thing - we've gone from two, to three, then here's this thing
from story one, and then he wakes up from the nightmare. And then at
that point, we've done this thing where the audience is hopefully
used to the preamble. It's almost like a literary device, you get a
moment with the character before we officially state their name.
You're right, it was trusting the audience, but I had the same
experience in casting Trevante Rhodes, who came in to read for the
other character, Kevin. I was like, this dude has too many muscles
and is too damn built, there's no way he's going to work as Kevin,
but out of respect I let him keep auditioning. Then this thing
happened where I realised I had judged him because of how he looked,
and I had decided that he couldn't channel the vulnerability and
sensitivity that I thought the character needed, but he was
auditioning and I was like, oh shit, there's the sensitivity and
vulnerability. I thought that if the audience can have the same
experience I just had at this five-minute audition, it would work, so
we cast him and that was it.
His appearance does
encapsulate so much about the film's exploration of masculinity.
It's masculinity run
amok and the aggression of the world projecting a certain accepted
image of masculinity, I think Trevante embodied that fully, just in
his physical presence. And then as a performer he's so good, the
subtext and all these things buried underneath, you can slowly bring
those things to the surface, which is who he truly is. Yeah, it was
one of the choices that was the most jarring. I even remember being
on set with Trevante, his first two days of work, where he was by
himself for his first two days - he's working out, walking around in
his boxers, sitting on the bed - and all the women on the film are
gathered around video village, watching this very ripped guy. I was
like, fuck, this feels so different from working with Ashton [Sanders], you
know? Did we make a mistake? But then we filmed his side of the phone
call, when André Holland calls, and I was like, oh, that's where it
is. We're good to go.
There's also this
very moving sense that he has recreated himself in the image of
Mahershala Ali's character, the only positive male figure he has
experienced in his life.
Exactly, but that male
figure isn't there to constantly guide him. This is why parents are
parents, you know? You tell your kid to do something right, they're
going to make a mistake, then you have to be there to make an
adjustment. "Oh, I know you tried, now try it this way." He
doesn't have that presence to go, “Don't do it that way, do it this
way,” so I think he's performing again what he thinks Juan did for
him. There's that great scene where the guy is counting the money,
and he's trying to be this presence the way Juan was, but all he's
doing is scaring the shit out of this kid, you know? Because Juan
isn't there, I think he's taken the worst aspects and applied those
as a performance.
So this is probably
something you've been asked about a thousand times, but I have to
talk to you about the casting process. I think it's astonishing the
way these three very different actors create this sense of a whole
person. I can't recall seeing anything quite like this before.
It's magic. [Laughs]
I guess a magician
never reveals his secrets.
Well, magic and a great
casting director. I always say magic, because we didn't allow them to
rehearse and we didn't allow them to meet, because I didn't want them
to mimic one another. We ended up in a place where they were
organically feeling the same thing, because it is the same character,
just becoming a different person. There's this idea that no matter
what version of Chiron you're watching, and no matter what version
the character is performing for the outside world, internally he's
still the same person. I think the audience buys into that
intellectual conceit. The one thing I did do, is that I gave all the
actors the full script, so they knew what came before and what was
going to come after. I think they could emotionally process all of
that stuff, especially Trevante because of the two guys that came
before him. And yet, I think they're all kind of doing their own
thing, it just ends up in the same place. I've said this a lot, but
we were casting them based on this feeling in their eyes, and that's
why the poster works, because they all have the same deep
vulnerability in their eyes.
And there are a
number of simple but effective tricks that you can use to help tie
these performances together, the way you use certain shots or angles
repeatedly in each story.
That was all worked out
at the shot design process. Myself and the cinematographer had a shot
list. We don't storyboard but we did say that there were two or three
shots that we had to get to help connect that we were following the
same character from the same perspective. A lot of it is the
behind-the-back shots, then we do these spinning shots above, and
then the direct address to camera.
It works
brilliantly, and I think that final scene is not going to possess the
impact that it does if we can't actually see the child inside the
adult Chiron.
You're right, it
doesn't work if you can't look in his eyes and see Ashton and see
Alex.
It all goes back to
that scene on the beach, and I felt the film expresses that sense of
how you sometimes think of something that happened as a teenager and
you get this flush of shame and regret, even though it's long gone.
Bro, you're telling me.
[Laughs]
That's what that
beach scene feels like. Kevin can get up and walk away from this
intimate moment, but Chiron seems to be locked inside it and is
constantly replaying that moment in his mind.
Exactly. I think when
he smashes that chair, it locks him in there, in a very big way. What
I love about that scene is, it's not about Terrel, it's about Kevin.
That's why the last look in that scene is not between Chiron and
Terrel, it's between Chiron and Kevin.
That scene on the
beach is such a pivotal and momentous moment in the narrative, and
yet you're capturing a very quiet and intimate and deeply felt
interaction. How do you go about constructing a sequence like that?
Ah man, that scene
was...that was definitely the most pressure-filled moment on set.
Part of it was just that we were a very small crew, this was a very
small film, and that night was our biggest production footprint. I
mean, we had a light rig that was about the size of this ceiling
hoisted up about thirty feet above a beach, you know, with this wind
just rocking it, so it was madness. And yet, this is the most
intimate moment, other than the kitchen scene, in the whole damn
film. I haven't directed in a while, these kids have never done a sex
scene, we're all just green, you know? I knew the main currency of
this scene was going to be tenderness, you had to believe that this
was a very tender and genuinely intimate moment, that Kevin was not
preying on Chiron, but that he was creating a very safe space for
this kid's sexual intimacy. So it was difficult and yet it wasn't
difficult. I always try to make everything on set have the same level
of importance, so a character placing a pot on the stove in the
kitchen scene is just as big as two guys making out on the beach. I
approach it the same way and I think the actors respond to that. It's
one of those things where when most of the technical aspects of it
were done - I keep pointing to this ceiling, because that's literally
what it was. There was this huge rig right above us, there's a photo
of it on Instagram - once that was all set, then it was like when
you're at a wedding, when the couple goes out to dance and everybody
clears off. It was like that.
It was really beautiful
because myself, Jharrel [Jerome], Ashton and the DP James Laxton, it was just
the four of us underneath this thing, and we just took stock of what
the elements around us were. There's this moonlight, there's this
sand, you know, and we started working with their hands because it
felt like their hands was the thing that was going to carry the
currency. In each chapter the characters meet and they do this
[clasps hands], they do it in the first story, the second story and
the third story, so it felt like there was something in the hands,
because that stuff is not scripted. We shot the scene, and I remember
thinking, it hasn't gone quite far enough. So I whispered to Ashton,
I think you should apologise, and that's when he says, "I'm
sorry," and Jharrel says, "What have you got to be sorry
for?" Again, it felt like there was some level of that character
that would process the moment shamefully, because I think this is a
character who feels he is undeserving of love and undeserving of
physical intimacy, so when he has this moment he apologises for it.
And I wanted Kevin to be creating a safe space with, "What have
you got to be sorry for?" Those two lines aren't in the script,
but in building the scene and trying to make it feel comfortable and
organic, that felt like the natural conclusion of the moment
emotionally for the character.
You mentioned that
you haven't directed a feature for a long time. Does Medicine for
Melancholy feel like the work of a different filmmaker?
Nah, same filmmaker,
different circumstances, different resources. I do think I'm a
different person. I think I'm definitely more mature. I could make
Medicine today, I could not have made Moonlight eight
years ago. So I think there has been, not an evolution but I think I
have evolved and matured in certain ways, less aesthetically and more
emotionally.
You've been working
a lot in the commercial sector in the intervening eight years.
Commercials, short
films, branded content. I think it was good because Medicine
was a crew of five people, this was a crew of, I don't know, average
35 to 40 people? But doing commercials I'd have a crew that's even
larger than that. I think just being on set and utilising the tools
makes you faster, for sure, and I'm very fast on a film set, I pride
myself on that. But also, it was good to keep working. The other
thing that happened was, so many of my friends were making amazing
work, and we were all still friends. I was watching their work and
supporting their work, and it kept me going, it gave me energy. You
know, I've been spending all this time with Damien [Chazelle] on the
festival circuit, and Pablo Larrain, and those guys are animals,
they've made so many films in the last three years. I've only made
this one in the last eight years. Shit like that inspires me, man.
You did have some
other features that you were trying to get off the ground, right?
Yeah, yeah...but you
know what? They weren't personal enough. I'm not saying that every
movie you do has to be as personal as this one has been, but I do
think, to circle back to the beginning of our conversation, that
people are responding to this film the way they are because it's
clearly so personal, they respect that. The things I was working on
before, I probably didn't care about as much as I cared about this
one, so I've got to be very good about finding things that I can
genuinely care about.
Are they things
you'd consider going back to or are you going to move in a different
direction?
I'm considering both of
them. I think applying the filmmaker I am now, the person I am now,
to those projects might yield better fruit.
What's great about
the success of this film is that you hear so often that certain films
are challenging to market, and that any black film or any gay film is
a risky proposition that immediately limits itself to a niche
audience. Moonlight has confounded whatever expectations people might
have had for it.
Plan B and A24 were
great. They did not tell us to make a marketable film, they said go
and make a film that's true to you and Tarrel, and bring it back to
us and we will figure out where the market is for that movie.
Apparently, so far so good, the market is just putting it in a place
where people are seeking cinema. Don't worry about where they come
from, they're going to the auditorium, they'll come to you.
What was Terrell's
reaction when he first saw the film?
[Laughs] Oh, I'll never
forget it. I showed it to him at a private screening room. The movie
ended, and he got up [Barry gets out of his chair and sits on the
floor], he sat on the floor, and he stared at his feet for like
twenty minutes. It was him, myself and André Holland, because him
and André go way back, and he said, "I don't know how many
times I can watch that, because you've brought to life some things I
haven't been able to think about for so long. [Returns to his
chair] Thankfully great things continue to happen, but at that
point I was like, alright, I'm good.
So do you know when
you'll be finished with Moonlight and start thinking of the
next project? You've been on a long road with this film by this
stage.
It has been a long
road. I will say, though, I was hanging with Kenneth Lonergan the
other day and Manchester started at Sundance, so talk about a
long road, you know? Theoretically, this keeps going the way it's
going. We open here in February, we open in France in like January,
and I just want people to see the film. The best thing about winning
the BIFA last night was thinking, holy shit, we're a long way from
Miami, I mean a long way away. And yet, people are still
seeing themselves in the film. I want to go to Turkmenistan to see if
people can see themselves in the film there. No matter what community
you go to, there are people who feel ostracised or othered, and they
rarely see narratives about ostracised or other characters, where
those characters have their full humanity on display and intact, so I
think it's in some ways important to take the film as far as it can
go. I'm not speaking of awards and things like that, but physically
to just get the movie to as many people as possible.
Tuesday, February 07, 2017
"I wish I'd made a movie every three years. I'd be really happy." – An Interview with Mike Mills
Having made a film that was all about his relationship with his father, a film about his mother was perhaps the obvious next step for Mike Mills. He has followed his Oscar-winning 2010 feature Beginners with 20th Century Women, a tribute to the women who shaped his adolescence, with his mother being personified by a never-better Annette Bening. Drawn largely from specific childhood memories, 20th Century Women is a film that’s alive with feeling and attuned to the politics and cultural shift of its particular moment, with Mills also upending the conventions of storytelling and structure through his use of multiple omniscient voiceovers and found objects to propel the narrative. It’s a rich, singular and resonant film, and I met Mike Mills when he visited London in December to discuss it.
Does it feel strange to be back in this process six years after your last film?
Does it feel strange to be back in this process six years after your last film?
It's
funny, it's the same hotel! It hasn't changed. The world has
definitely changed but not this hotel.
You
had five years between your first two films and now a six-year gap.
Does it feel different each time you come back? The filmmaking world
changes so quickly.
Yeah,
and technology, it's so much more social media-based now. We did our
premiere at the New York Film Festival, and the day before we had the
press screening, and it's a big one at the New York Film Festival,
it's like 200 people. We do a Q&A, walk down offstage, walk down
a hallway, come out on the sidewalk and people are saying, "Oh,
it went really well." Everyone's already posting their
reactions. I'm such a luddite, I didn't think I had to deal with it
for another three or four days. So yeah, everything has changed.
Changed
in a good way or a bad way?
It's
good and bad, and confusing. I just don't know it well enough. My
films are so far apart I just kind of figure out the one era I'm in,
and then the era changes.
This
isn't the kind of film that lends itself to an instant reaction
either. I saw it a couple of weeks ago and have enjoyed revisiting
it in my memory and considering different aspects. There's so much
going on in here I think you need to let it percolate for a while.
I
did pack a lot into it. I worked on the script for two or three
years, and inevitably with my films I get to this point where I
think, "Fuck, I don't know if I can finish this, I don't know if
I can do this. I don't know if the world's going to let me do this.
This will never happen, so I might as well put everything in it
because it's my last film!" It's a painful but I guess necessary
place for me to get to. And I like dense, maximalist films. I do love
Fellini, and Fellini movies in particular are like a big, thick ride.
Amarcord and 8½ very much influenced this film in some way, and they
are sort of roving meditations and aren't supposed to be reducible,
you know. To me, films are more like a novel than a movie, in some
ways. It sounds pretentious...
So
at what point in the past five years did you decide this would be
your next film?
Beginners.
Oh
wow! So you really did take your time.
I
didn't take my time, I worked hard the whole time! I'm a failure, or
something. I had the idea when we were doing Beginners and doing the
scenes with the mom. I was working on those and I thought, man, with
my real mom I have a lot, there's a ton of stuff there. Beginners was
an enjoyable thing in that the really personal, concrete, unexplained
things in that movie were actually quite universal, it felt like, or
people all over the place responded to that a lot. So that sort of
emboldened me to keep going in that way. And as a film viewer I love
personal movies. I started writing when I was doing my press tour –
and I did have a son, in the middle there, so that definitely slows
one down – but the main thing was writing, it took me two or three
years to write. And then it takes like a year and a half to just
prep, shoot, edit, finish, get it out in the world.
In
that writing process, was there a moment when it clicked and you felt
you knew where you were going with it?
There
are a couple of those moments, and then it breaks down again, and
then it clicks again, and breaks down again. My mom was a more
secretive creature than my dad and doesn't want to be reduced, and in
some ways wouldn't want a film made about her, so I had to finally
say to my mom's ghost, I'm sorry, I'm doing this. And then, who is my
mom? I'm not a woman, I'm not a middle-aged woman, I'm not a mom, so
finding her voice was actually hard. Then I kind of realised – oh,
that's the movie, I don't know my mom. I'm totally interwoven with
her, I love her, she's the one who really tried with me, but her real
life – her real struggles, her real inner life – she never showed
me. That's the movie. Once I figured that part out, that was huge.
There was one point where I figured out that she was going to talk
from the dead and tell us that she was going to die in '99, and that
broke it open. She is sort of a trickster figure, my real mom, so it
fit this portrait of her to have her do that. And I just liked it,
filmmaking-wise.
That
is a very startling moment. It breaks the whole pattern of the film up to
that point.
Yeah,
and It's very un-defendable. If a film teacher was here I'd have a
real hard time explaining that, and that's why I love it too. I find
it very effective in the movie and it's the kind of thing I love to
watch.
There
are some lovely moments in it that feel so real and specific. For example, I
really liked Dorothea saying she loved her husband because he was
left-handed, so he could put his arm around her while reading the
paper.
Yeah,
my mom would say that.
Was
much of the writing process about going back and digging up these old
memories?
There
was a lot of digging up. For me it's like a collage, this movie, so
there was a lot of digging up of found objects. These little
memories, these moments, like that moment you just described, that's
something my mom used to say all the time. My mom used to say, "In
my next life, I'm going to marry Bogart." Not only is that line
in the movie, but Bogart and what Bogart means in all his
representation of masculinity, and also the humour of Bogart, and all
that. Bogart helped me a lot in figuring out my mom's voice. My mom
watched all his movies and grew up in the Depression and World War
II, and you think of any Dorothea line and imagine Bogart saying it.
"Wondering if you're happy is a great shortcut to just getting
depressed," that so sounds like Bogart. That sort of Hawksian
Bogart voice really helped me. To me, that's like another found
object, and then Koyaanisqatsi is a found object, the books in the
movie, all the music that's historically right-on, they're all found
objects that I weaved together. Abbie is basically my sister, who did
have cervical cancer because my mom took DES, and was a photographer
in New York who had to come home, and she did have two birds named
Maximilian and Carlotta. So I really do like taking real, little
observed things, and when you stick them into a film, they have a
funny grippiness to them, and they communicate in a strange way that
I find very effective for making a commercial movie, actually, and
just connecting with an audience. It adds this weird meaning to it
that I can't even describe, but I love that and I love when other
people do that. Have you ever seen Szabó's Lovefilm? István Szabó?
No, I haven't.
His
first films, one is called Father and one is called Lovefilm. They're
totally memory-based, you can tell it's his life. I know nothing
about being from Budapest in the '40s and '50s, it's a totally
different life than mine, the struggles of the different regimes, but
I'm captivated. So I trusted in that process.
Those
detailed observations help immerse us in the period too, and it feels
like the evocation of 1979, and what was going on politically and
culturally, was very important to you here.
For
me, we all are subjects of history, so my film is essentially a bunch
of portraits and meditations on what it means to be yourself, find
yourself, and be in relationships. I like creating portraits with
these objects, but any portrait for me has to be completely steeped
in a historical context, and certain thoughts and feelings and ideas
and narratives about yourself are possible and impossible at
different times, or allowed and not allowed. I'm really interested in
that, how the personal is political, and I love having a fictional
character, which I've asked you to believe in, through the magic
verisimilitude of film, and then that character goes into all these
stills from that time, those are real stills of the punk scene. It's
reinforcing the reality of the character and totally disrupting the
whole agreement of film in a kind of French new wave way to me, you
know?
It
seems you're marking a kind of turning point by setting the film in 1979. You're looking forward to
the 1980s with a sense of foreboding.
I
do feel like '79 is like the end of the '60s, the counterculture, the
hippies. It's the beginning of the end of the middle-class, of the
working-class, of postwar American industrial-based liberalism, and
it's the beginning of the aspirational economics of Reagan. '79 was
also the Islamic revolution. It's weird how relevant it is to now.
It's the beginning of now. Personal computing, Apple was about to go
public, In Vitro fertilisation just happened in '77 when a British
baby was born. There were so many things that are a big part of our
structure now. I love that contradiction - it's very now and it's
also impossibly gone.
I
guess it shares with 2016 that sense that everything is in a state of
flux and there's a real sense of uncertainty about how it's all going
to play out.
There
really was a very felt crisis of confidence, you know the Jimmy
Carter speech, and Koyaanisqatsi means life out of balance, and it
was filmed in 1979. If you think of Under Pressure, the Bowie/Queen
song, it came out in 1980 and was written in '79, and it's about
"watching some good friends screaming let me out." There's
a sense that life has gone crazy and we are drowning in mass media
and we've lost ourselves, and little do they know there's this thing
called the internet coming, and there's something very bittersweet
about that.
That
sense of an end to innocence is also represented in the kids. They're
on the cusp of becoming adults and learning about sex and the
complications that come with it, but they're still children in many ways. Elle Fanning's character has all this received wisdom that she
gets from her mother's therapy sessions and she spouts it with adult
confidence, but she's not quite there.
I
think in that way she is very much like a kid in adult's closing.
Sexually, she is very much like an adult, and I liked treating her
like an adult and having her deal with adult problems, like the
pregnancy test, while she is still quite young. I feel like that was
part of the portrait of that time, from the sexual revolution of the
'60s and sexual mainstreaming, so many girls I knew then were very
active and very confused. I love when she says, "half the times
I regret it," and he asks why she does it and she says, "half
the times I don't regret it." I had these girls who came to my
bedroom at night after screwing around with boys older than me, and
loaded on all sorts of things, and they'd tell me lots of stuff like
that. I'd learn the...it would be wrong to call it a darker side, but
a more complicated side of their partying, and it was fun to try and
capture that.
And
it's interesting the way your three female characters view Jamie and
attempt to help correct his flaws and mould him. There's a sense that
you're viewing your younger self through the eyes of these women.
That
character needs to be there in order for me to write these portraits
of women, but the plot of the mom recruiting these women in order to
help raise him or teach him how to be a man, that's very much my
life. My dad was around but my dad wasn't really around, I never
talked to my dad about anything. He was a very sweet, nice man but we
just never connected like that. So I had my very strong mom and my
sisters who were ten and seven years older, and they would share a
lot with me, their boyfriend problems and their very adult problems,
and they just told me everything and tried to teach me how to not be
a dick, like their boyfriends were. In one way that's the genesis of
the movie, or I was writing from that place; what does it mean to be
a boy/man raised by women who are teaching you how to be a boy/man
while not being one themselves?
I'm
not sure I would have been able to process all those feminist texts
as a 13 year-old.
Yeah,
yeah, that was very much my life. Feminism was my textbook on life,
and it is kind of odd and funny. That was one of those things that
made me think there's a movie in here.
How
does it feel to share these personal and intimate details of your
life? Are there intimidating aspects of it or is there something
cathartic in it? Do you feel the need to fictionalise certain
elements to get some distance from it?
Well,
I go to therapy, I have lots of talks with my wife, I'm a very open
book about stuff and I find it very empowering to talk about it all,
so it's not a big deal for me on some levels. In some ways, making it
as personal as you can...like the wood rabbit carving is my mom's
wood rabbit, she carved that rabbit, and when my mom died she did try
to tell me all about her stocks. Those are very real, very personal
things, and I just feel they're very powerful little nuggets to have
in something. The whole process is making it public and making it for
other people, and using my close proximity and using my love and
confusion with these people to give energy and specificity to my
writing, all for the cause of telling a good story to you. It's
personal and it's totally not personal. It's a weird mongrel that's
hard to describe. Annette's wearing my mom's jewellery in the movie
and it clangs every once in a while, and when I hear it clang on
something it's like, whoosh, that's my mom. She's standing in front
of my parents' painting, which I grew up with, she's laying down on
my mom's bedspread. I use those things because they're really great –
that's a beautiful bedspread, it's a beautiful painting – and it's
free, but also because I believe in the magic of these objects. They
help create a world. So it is a strange mongrel and even I don't
completely get what I did, but I didn't want to make a memoir I
wanted to make a movie.
Do
you have actors in mind as you write?
No,
because I have the people in my head, and I'm not powerful enough and
I work too slowly to get the actor I'd have in my head.
I
ask because the characters all seem very well moulded to each actor's
specific persona.
That's
just casting. It's really important to me that it's not just a good
actor. There are only certain people who I really believe listening
to the raincoats, or maybe only one, and it's Greta [Gerwig]. She's into that
culture, she's a writer/director, she's a great dancer, she really
fits that. And the way that Elle Fanning is very pretty and I think
sometimes written off as a sex object or something, but she's got a
lot of fucking depth and darkness in there that she knows how to
access very easily, and that kind of matched the women I was writing
about. And then there's so many ways that Annette fits Dorothea, not
only as an actor but as a soul, you know? As a mom, as a
natural-looking woman who's the right age, as a Gemini – you know,
they're both Geminis and to me that's actually quite important. It
was a very good sign.
It's
a perfect role for her. I can't think of many actresses who could
pull off the complexities and the different tones of this character
so effortlessly.
I
think Annette's really good at respecting contradiction and
complexity and paradox, she likes that, and she has the emotional
intelligence to inhabit it and deal with it. A lot of other people
were trying to make Dorothea make more sense, and Annette just knows
how to ride that wave. She's funny like that too, kind of cutting,
you don't mess with Annette in the same way you don't mess with
Dorothea. So it was more well-suited than you can ever understand. I
don't get to audition anybody so you have dinner instead, and you
just have to sit there and close your eyes and seek inside your
sternum – is this the right person? It's a totally intuitive radar
process, and I felt really lucky. Billy [Crudup] too, Billy is
fucking William incarnate. He's so hard-working and appreciative and
hungry and loving what he does.
So
did the experience of telling your dad's story with Beginners help
guide your approach to this one?
Yeah.
I'm kind of shy actually, or I used to be, and while I love movies
that do this I never knew I had that in me. Then my dad came out, at
75, like holy fuck, and then all this stuff happened and then he
died! He was the second parent to die. Grief can be really empowering. You feel so much and you're on fire, and you just think, who cares? So I wrote Beginners in that place. Beginners taught me
that I like this and maybe I can do it, and maybe it works enough.
I'm obviously not the most commercial writer-director person, but I
felt lucky to have connected with as many people as I did and I felt
like I could keep going on brand here. Beginners definitely made me
feel that it was possible, and this process of taking observed things
and cinematising them, is something that I liked a lot. It was
energising.
I
know you had a very long and difficult process trying to get
Thumbsucker made, and then when it came out it didn't do much
business. Was there a part of you that wondered if you wanted to go
through the experience again after having such a rough time with your
debut?
Yeah,
it was a very brutal road, the whole way. I wanted to do it again,
it's just really hard to make another movie when you've done
Thumbsucker. Then my next movie is Beginners, which is just weird,
the script didn't look right to people, and then this little thing
called 2008 happened, with the financial crisis right when I was
trying to get money for that. So it was really hard. This time my
problem was just writing the script, and luckily Megan Ellison exists
so the financing was really easy, it was just like a friendship. You
know, I wish I'd made a movie every three years. I'd be really happy.
I love shooting, I love directing, I love it so much and it's a real
hardship that there are so many years in between. On another level,
if I get to make 4-6 movies in my life, it's a huge privilege.
And
they're movies that mean something.
Yeah,
if I was making the kind of movies I make every three years, that
would be perfect. But making them every five years, that's not so
bad, and I don't quite see what the rush is. It is funny that it gets
brought up so much, and sometimes it's...I don't think you're doing
this, but often it's like I've failed or something. It's interesting.
I
suppose a lot of us don't think about how difficult it is to actually
get a film made, or maybe we judge all indie writer-directors by the
standards of Woody Allen.
I
mean, Annie Hall, Hannah and Her Sisters, Manhattan, Stardust
Memories, each year. Holy shit. How did he do that?
Oh,
that whole run from the late '70s through '80s is incredible. Broadway Danny Rose and The Purple Rose of
Cairo too.
The
Purple Rose of Cairo, Zelig before that. It's amazing. I would love
that, but it just doesn't happen. This sounds kind of pretentious,
but I think of my movies as more like novels, they hopefully have a
depth or a meditative, novelistic quality. Well then they
fucking should take five years! [Laughs] I went to art school and the art
school tempo is way slower, but yeah, it's interesting that in the
more typical American film industry context, it's kind of a mistake
or a failure. It's not that I totally disagree, it's just why is that
so bad?
You
went to art school and then moved into graphic design. Was filmmaking
always the goal?
I
went to Cooper Union in New York City. I was on my way to being a
fine artist, and then we all got disgusted with the art world as
being so rarefied, closed, preaching to the converted and actually
very monied. We were trying to find some way to get into the public
sphere and be creative in a world other than the art world, and a
bunch of us got into design as a way to work in that way, but it was
sort of a provisional solution. I did start watching movies in
college, and the movies that influenced this movie – 8½, Amarcord,
Hiroshima Mon Amour – that's when I saw them, and that time when I
was 18-20 years old was actually very big in making this movie. But
it seemed very far away and impossible, and it wasn't until I was 27
and I saw the Charles and Ray Eames films, documentaries like
Frederick Wiseman, and then I saw The Thin Blue Line by Errol Morris.
I had done a lot of cultural studies work in graduate school,
semiotics and all that, and that film was like an overlap of all
these different things I was interested in. Then seeing Jim Jarmusch
films, where the acting isn't so immersive, like Stranger in
Paradise. I thought, maybe I can do that.
Just
before we finish, I wanted to ask if Miranda [July, Mills' wife] is working on a new
film?
She's writing something right now.
It's
been around five or six years for her too.
But
she's really so busy. She's even more of a polymath than I am. She
wrote a novel, she's doing a project here for Artangel that will come
out soon. She's the busiest person I know.
Monday, February 06, 2017
My Week in Cinema: January 28th to February 3rd
New Films Seen This Week
Hacksaw Ridge (Mel Gibson)
Hacksaw Ridge opens with a prayer over images of warfare, which might suggest a kinship with Terrence Malick’s The Thin Red Line, but Mel Gibson’s vision has always been driven by punishment and sacrifice rather than the divine beauty of God’s grace. His extraordinary new film presents the Battle of Okinawa as hell on earth and he places the viewer right in the middle of it, surrounded by death and stumbling over bodies that have been blown to pieces, but the man whose perspective we are sharing in the midst of this carnage is not responsible for any of it. Desmond Doss (Andrew Garfield) enlisted for the military in 1942 but as a Seventh-day Adventist and a pacifist he refused to take up arms against another man, telling his superiors that he wanted to be a medic to save lives rather than take them; "With the world so set on tearing itself apart, doesn't seem like such a bad thing to me to want to put a little bit of it back together," he says. As in Silence, the impressive Garfield is playing a man who goes to Japan and finds his faith tested, but whereas Scorsese’s film was about wrestling with doubts, Gibson is telling a story of unshakeable faith here. Even when his fellow soldiers turn against him for his perceived cowardice, Doss remains steadfast in his beliefs, taking their insults and beatings and turning the other cheek. The first half of Hacksaw Ridge emphasises Doss’s goodness, via his corny-but-sweet courtship of a nurse (Teresa Palmer) and the conviction that carries him through basic training, while the second half pummels us with the brutality of war. Doss is credited with hauling 75 injured men from the battlefield singlehanded; an act of astounding, superhuman heroism that is brilliantly orchestrated by Gibson. The battle for Hacksaw Ridge is structured in three movements, each with its own specific goals and individual dramas, and while it feels necessarily intense and chaotic, Gibson orchestrates it with a clarity and purpose that ensures we are always involved in the action and conscious of where the danger lies. Hacksaw Ridge is an engrossing and deeply moving film, and a sensational feat of filmmaking that is full of indelible images – a terrified eye peering from beneath the mud as an enemy walks past; two soldiers screaming into each other’s faces before a grenade blows them both to oblivion; the close-ups of Garfield’s exhausted face after hauling another wounded man to safety, as he pleads, "Lord, please help me get one more."
T2 Trainspotting (Danny Boyle)
A sequel to Trainspotting has been talked about and rumoured for so long that eventually it felt like something that just had to happen, rather than something that anyone has a burning desire to see happen. Now the film is finally here, under the cumbersome title T2 Trainspotting, and it unsurprisingly feels like a film that has no real reason to exist. The scraggly plot (loosely drawn from Irvine Welsh’s Porno) is torn between constructing a contrived caper that can pull the four key characters together, and giving each of them an opportunity to wallow in the past, with the film emerging as a consideration of its own legacy more than a distinct new story. In truth, the young men who blazed a trail in 1996 have become bores in middle-age, stuck in the same situations and constantly gazing inward, and while the film makes a half-hearted attempt to critique this nostalgia, it doesn’t quite come off. “Where I come from the past is something to forget but here it's all you talk about,” they are told by Bulgarian prostitute Veronika (Anjela Nedyalkova), who looks understandably disinterested in their company. Danny Boyle tries to inject some energy into the film with a pumping soundtrack, canted angles, colour-saturated images and – God help us – Snapchat filters, but the film’s narrative is too stop-start and scattered to generate any momentum. A blackmail plot shown at the start of the movie is abruptly recalled and then just as abruptly dropped, just to bring Kelly Macdonald back for a pointless cameo, and by the time Renton (Ewan McGregor) and Sick Boy (Jonny Lee Miller) inexplicably decided to take heroin halfway through the picture – while a now-clean Spud (Ewen Bremner) watches – I realised I had no idea who these characters are anymore. Even the psychotic Begbie (Robert Carlyle) is prone to ridiculous changes of heart, with his daddy issues and subsequent softening towards his own son coming out of nowhere late in the film. Perhaps it was always going to be like this. Trainspotting was a film of its moment, and this sequel was never going to surprise, inspire or energise audiences in the same way, but it’s disappointing to see the filmmakers more concerned with rekindling memories than trying to forge new ones. As Tony Soprano sagely put it, “Remember when” is the lowest form of conversation.
Rep Cinema Discovery of the Week
Journey Into Light (Stuart Heisler, 1951) BFI Southbank, 35mm
I’d never even heard of Journey Into Light before it appeared in the BFI’s programme as part of the 'Martin Scorsese Curates' season, but it’s easy to see why Scorsese is a fan. This is a crisis of faith story made in a classical fashion; in fact, as pointed out in the programme notes, it stands as one of the rare Hollywood forays into religious filmmaking. Sterling Hayden is the Reverend John Burrows, a passionate clergyman admired for his powerful rhetoric and considered a rising star in the church. Things aren’t as rosy at home, however, with the very public alcoholism of Burrows’ wife causing consternation among the congregation, and when she kills herself he falls into a spiral of despair, renouncing God and ending up on Skid Row. From there, the only way is up, and Burrows’ eventual redemption comes via the love of a blind woman (Viveca Lindfors) who helps him see the light. It’s a straightforward tale that doesn’t deviate far from our expectations, but Stuart Heisler’s direction is tight and sometimes potent (Peggy Webber’s suicide scene is very powerful), and the film’s portrait of Skid Row is vividly realised through Elwood Bredell’s atmospheric cinematography. It’s the quality of performance that Heisler gets from his actors that really distinguishes the film, though. Hayden’s strong lead turn is complemented by the ever-excellent Thomas Mitchell, as a conniving bum who sees in this talented orator the makings of a great conman, while Ludwig Donath and Viveca Lindfors are both excellent as the father and daughter who take Burrows in and treat him with a kindness and respect that penetrates the wall he has constructed around himself. Even the actors portraying the bums and drunks Burrows meets along the way – such as H.B. Warner, John Berkes or Billie Bird – bring a great sense of character to their roles. Journey Into Light is a film about what it means to truly understand the word of God and to act on it as opposed to simply standing above the masses and preaching the gospel from behind a pulpit, and while it’s not necessarily a great film, it is a compelling and often impressive curio.
Rep Cinema Rediscovery of the Week
Raising Cain (Brian De palma, 1992) The Prince Charles Cinema, 35mm
When I watched M. Night Shyamalan’s Split last week I suggested that it failed because he was simply the wrong director for that material. Split needed to be made by somebody who could embrace the craziness of the premise, who could develop and sustain a thrilling momentum, and who could explore the film’s enclosed environment with real cinematic verve and imagination – somebody like Brian De Palma, for example. Raising Cain is the film that I wanted Split to be; a wild and unpredictable ride that is completely nonsensical but you don’t care because it has been orchestrated with such intoxicating style. Emerging from the wreckage of The Bonfire of the Vanities, it was perhaps wise for De Palma to get back to doing what he does best, and in this case that meant basically ‘doing De Palma’. As much an homage to his own work as it is to Hitchcock, Raising Cain is almost self-parody, recycling ideas and images from his earlier films (particularly Dressed to Kill) and pushing his trademark elaborate set-pieces to absurd lengths. Right from the start, with the way he teases out the possibility of Dr. Carter/Cain (John Lithgow) being discovered in a car with an unconscious woman by two joggers, De Palma delights in playing with our expectations and finding novel ways to introduce tension through his staging and editing. Even a dry scene of expository dialogue is transformed into a convoluted tracking shot, with De Palma following the characters into elevators and down stairs (the camera tilting in line with the staircase) with Dr. Waldheim (Frances Sternhagen) almost wandering out of the frame as she delivers her diagnosis. The coup de grâce is the beautifully constructed climactic sequence, with action unfolding on multiple levels in slow motion, and being orchestrated with such flair and elegance that the ridiculous nature of much of it (“Careful with that sundial!”) never even registers. This directorial panache is the main reason Raising Cain’s shlocky, barely coherent narrative holds together, but the other key factor is Lithgow, whose brilliantly unhinged, campy performance(s) is one for the ages.
Hacksaw Ridge (Mel Gibson)
Hacksaw Ridge opens with a prayer over images of warfare, which might suggest a kinship with Terrence Malick’s The Thin Red Line, but Mel Gibson’s vision has always been driven by punishment and sacrifice rather than the divine beauty of God’s grace. His extraordinary new film presents the Battle of Okinawa as hell on earth and he places the viewer right in the middle of it, surrounded by death and stumbling over bodies that have been blown to pieces, but the man whose perspective we are sharing in the midst of this carnage is not responsible for any of it. Desmond Doss (Andrew Garfield) enlisted for the military in 1942 but as a Seventh-day Adventist and a pacifist he refused to take up arms against another man, telling his superiors that he wanted to be a medic to save lives rather than take them; "With the world so set on tearing itself apart, doesn't seem like such a bad thing to me to want to put a little bit of it back together," he says. As in Silence, the impressive Garfield is playing a man who goes to Japan and finds his faith tested, but whereas Scorsese’s film was about wrestling with doubts, Gibson is telling a story of unshakeable faith here. Even when his fellow soldiers turn against him for his perceived cowardice, Doss remains steadfast in his beliefs, taking their insults and beatings and turning the other cheek. The first half of Hacksaw Ridge emphasises Doss’s goodness, via his corny-but-sweet courtship of a nurse (Teresa Palmer) and the conviction that carries him through basic training, while the second half pummels us with the brutality of war. Doss is credited with hauling 75 injured men from the battlefield singlehanded; an act of astounding, superhuman heroism that is brilliantly orchestrated by Gibson. The battle for Hacksaw Ridge is structured in three movements, each with its own specific goals and individual dramas, and while it feels necessarily intense and chaotic, Gibson orchestrates it with a clarity and purpose that ensures we are always involved in the action and conscious of where the danger lies. Hacksaw Ridge is an engrossing and deeply moving film, and a sensational feat of filmmaking that is full of indelible images – a terrified eye peering from beneath the mud as an enemy walks past; two soldiers screaming into each other’s faces before a grenade blows them both to oblivion; the close-ups of Garfield’s exhausted face after hauling another wounded man to safety, as he pleads, "Lord, please help me get one more."
T2 Trainspotting (Danny Boyle)
A sequel to Trainspotting has been talked about and rumoured for so long that eventually it felt like something that just had to happen, rather than something that anyone has a burning desire to see happen. Now the film is finally here, under the cumbersome title T2 Trainspotting, and it unsurprisingly feels like a film that has no real reason to exist. The scraggly plot (loosely drawn from Irvine Welsh’s Porno) is torn between constructing a contrived caper that can pull the four key characters together, and giving each of them an opportunity to wallow in the past, with the film emerging as a consideration of its own legacy more than a distinct new story. In truth, the young men who blazed a trail in 1996 have become bores in middle-age, stuck in the same situations and constantly gazing inward, and while the film makes a half-hearted attempt to critique this nostalgia, it doesn’t quite come off. “Where I come from the past is something to forget but here it's all you talk about,” they are told by Bulgarian prostitute Veronika (Anjela Nedyalkova), who looks understandably disinterested in their company. Danny Boyle tries to inject some energy into the film with a pumping soundtrack, canted angles, colour-saturated images and – God help us – Snapchat filters, but the film’s narrative is too stop-start and scattered to generate any momentum. A blackmail plot shown at the start of the movie is abruptly recalled and then just as abruptly dropped, just to bring Kelly Macdonald back for a pointless cameo, and by the time Renton (Ewan McGregor) and Sick Boy (Jonny Lee Miller) inexplicably decided to take heroin halfway through the picture – while a now-clean Spud (Ewen Bremner) watches – I realised I had no idea who these characters are anymore. Even the psychotic Begbie (Robert Carlyle) is prone to ridiculous changes of heart, with his daddy issues and subsequent softening towards his own son coming out of nowhere late in the film. Perhaps it was always going to be like this. Trainspotting was a film of its moment, and this sequel was never going to surprise, inspire or energise audiences in the same way, but it’s disappointing to see the filmmakers more concerned with rekindling memories than trying to forge new ones. As Tony Soprano sagely put it, “Remember when” is the lowest form of conversation.
Rep Cinema Discovery of the Week
Journey Into Light (Stuart Heisler, 1951) BFI Southbank, 35mm
I’d never even heard of Journey Into Light before it appeared in the BFI’s programme as part of the 'Martin Scorsese Curates' season, but it’s easy to see why Scorsese is a fan. This is a crisis of faith story made in a classical fashion; in fact, as pointed out in the programme notes, it stands as one of the rare Hollywood forays into religious filmmaking. Sterling Hayden is the Reverend John Burrows, a passionate clergyman admired for his powerful rhetoric and considered a rising star in the church. Things aren’t as rosy at home, however, with the very public alcoholism of Burrows’ wife causing consternation among the congregation, and when she kills herself he falls into a spiral of despair, renouncing God and ending up on Skid Row. From there, the only way is up, and Burrows’ eventual redemption comes via the love of a blind woman (Viveca Lindfors) who helps him see the light. It’s a straightforward tale that doesn’t deviate far from our expectations, but Stuart Heisler’s direction is tight and sometimes potent (Peggy Webber’s suicide scene is very powerful), and the film’s portrait of Skid Row is vividly realised through Elwood Bredell’s atmospheric cinematography. It’s the quality of performance that Heisler gets from his actors that really distinguishes the film, though. Hayden’s strong lead turn is complemented by the ever-excellent Thomas Mitchell, as a conniving bum who sees in this talented orator the makings of a great conman, while Ludwig Donath and Viveca Lindfors are both excellent as the father and daughter who take Burrows in and treat him with a kindness and respect that penetrates the wall he has constructed around himself. Even the actors portraying the bums and drunks Burrows meets along the way – such as H.B. Warner, John Berkes or Billie Bird – bring a great sense of character to their roles. Journey Into Light is a film about what it means to truly understand the word of God and to act on it as opposed to simply standing above the masses and preaching the gospel from behind a pulpit, and while it’s not necessarily a great film, it is a compelling and often impressive curio.
Rep Cinema Rediscovery of the Week
Raising Cain (Brian De palma, 1992) The Prince Charles Cinema, 35mm
When I watched M. Night Shyamalan’s Split last week I suggested that it failed because he was simply the wrong director for that material. Split needed to be made by somebody who could embrace the craziness of the premise, who could develop and sustain a thrilling momentum, and who could explore the film’s enclosed environment with real cinematic verve and imagination – somebody like Brian De Palma, for example. Raising Cain is the film that I wanted Split to be; a wild and unpredictable ride that is completely nonsensical but you don’t care because it has been orchestrated with such intoxicating style. Emerging from the wreckage of The Bonfire of the Vanities, it was perhaps wise for De Palma to get back to doing what he does best, and in this case that meant basically ‘doing De Palma’. As much an homage to his own work as it is to Hitchcock, Raising Cain is almost self-parody, recycling ideas and images from his earlier films (particularly Dressed to Kill) and pushing his trademark elaborate set-pieces to absurd lengths. Right from the start, with the way he teases out the possibility of Dr. Carter/Cain (John Lithgow) being discovered in a car with an unconscious woman by two joggers, De Palma delights in playing with our expectations and finding novel ways to introduce tension through his staging and editing. Even a dry scene of expository dialogue is transformed into a convoluted tracking shot, with De Palma following the characters into elevators and down stairs (the camera tilting in line with the staircase) with Dr. Waldheim (Frances Sternhagen) almost wandering out of the frame as she delivers her diagnosis. The coup de grâce is the beautifully constructed climactic sequence, with action unfolding on multiple levels in slow motion, and being orchestrated with such flair and elegance that the ridiculous nature of much of it (“Careful with that sundial!”) never even registers. This directorial panache is the main reason Raising Cain’s shlocky, barely coherent narrative holds together, but the other key factor is Lithgow, whose brilliantly unhinged, campy performance(s) is one for the ages.