A List

I was recently ‘nominated’ to give a list of films by a friend, but rather than continue the nomination process as I dislike that kind of chain, I opted to post the list here, of films which have stayed with me. In no particular order:

Sans Soleil, Chris Marker
THX1138, George Lucas
Alphaville, Jean Luc Godard
Stalker, Andrey Tarkovsky
Sanjuro, Akira Kurosawa
2046, Wong Kar Wai
Primer, Shane Carruth
The Big Lebowski, Joel & Ethan Coen
The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou, Wes Anderson
Akira, Katsuhiro Otomo
Porco Rosso, Hayao Miyazaki
Memento, Christopher Nolan
Brothers Bloom, Rian Johnson
Labyrinth, Jim Henson
Pan’s Labyrinth, Guillermo del Toro
In Bruges, Martin McDonagh
Away We Go, Sam Mendes
Star Wars saga, George Lucas, Irvin Kershner, Lawrence Kasdan
Bladerunner, Ridley Scott
A Nightmare Before Christmas, Tim Burton
Leon, Luc Besson
Dead Man, Jim Jarmusch
Bob Roberts, Tim Robbins
A Scanner Darkly, Richard Linklater

STOP PRESS

late additions…

Sonatine, Takeshi Kitano
Rumble in the Bronx, Jackie Chan & Stanley Tong
Ong Bak, Tony Jaa & Prachya Pinkaew
Oldboy, Park Chan Wook
Hero, Zhang Yimou
Kill Bill, Quentin Tarantino

Probably forgotten a few…

Dogville

Lars von Trier (Dir.), 2003.

In many ways, an obvious choice for the study of film and architecture, this is a minimum-of-means approach to architecture on film. The plan form is shown at the opening of the film, an overhead establishing shot which shows the spare setting of black floor and white chalk with text and small amounts of scenery and props.

The overwhelming feel is of a stage play.

Straight away, the audio becomes an issue. With the street scene, some foley effects are included such as doors: but the voice is dulled and colourless. A flatness of the aural scene, where we are told it is raining, but characters do not act like it is; the movement through a sodden street is not represented… None of the howling wind.

Much of the scene is added in by the sonorous voice of John Hurt in voice over, expanding upon the details shown visually. This gives way to Tom’s tour which highlights the tiny details which have been purposely left in. It’s curious that some are still drawn, despite repeated reference. The selection criteria are left unclear: why the figurines and why not the gooseberry bushes?

The horizontality of this Abbot-esque flatland is disrupted a little by the suspended bell tower, always announcing the elements of set as significant rather than a self evident fact. The town is edited away in a manner similar to Alphaville’s cutting of Paris until the hellish ubiquity of Alphaville’s remains. This is an exercise in the minimum required to establish a location.

The space is relational. There is a greater clarity and consistency in this film’s use of space than there would be normally, where locations are cut together in ways which are illogical to a resident. This scene is stable and clear: things remain in the same positions, and spaces are created between characters as they meet. Conventional Hollywood devices of shot-reverse shot are used when Tom and Grace meet, setting up a classic language which runs counter to the Dogme ’95 rules famously constructed by von Trier.

The blind character is something of a motif, the reliance on memory of light and time and position: he is something of a code for the film itself, filling in the world from a mental image rather than what is presented, somewhat like the invitation directors such as Tarkovsky give to their audience to furnish the narrative with further details.

The narrative itself has clearly allegorical aspects, with the incomer who is tolerated as long as she is grateful, never truly accepted since the gratefulness is an essential component of her presence giving rise to bullying and persecution: accepted only so long as she works ever harder, never complains, doesn’t upset the order of things. Handing people control makes them ugly towards one another, and the constant act which Grace has to put on, negotiating the petty needs of Dogville’s inhabitants becomes increasingly wearing. The one good man is weak and indecisive, eventually as bad as the rest of them. It is a failing city or state in miniature.

In the simple lives of the Dogville residents, God is a gangster.

More to follow on Manderlay.

Colourless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage

The new Murakami novel, Colourless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage was an interesting read. Lighter in the spirit world and alternative realities than usual, and more grounded in the here and now. Not one of his very greatest (The Wind Up Bird Chronicle still has that crown for me, or more recently, Kafka on the Shore), but far better than the indulgence of 1Q84. The focus on the impact of a dissolved friendship on Tsukuru struck me as particularly accurate depiction of a relationship often ignored, particularly the absence of it – the sudden dissolution of friendships which often go unnoticed.

There is a comparison to be made with Wong Kar Wai’s mildly maligned or, worse, ignored English language film, ‘My Blueberry Nights’ which has this central theme of friendships which are transient and not lasting, but which can have the same or greater value than some long term relationships. Everything has it’s time and should not overstay it’s welcome. Having recently watched the adaptation of Norwegian Wood directed by Ahn Hung Tran, I was somewhat disappointed. The film is suitably modest, but too quiet for my tinnitus to easily cope with. Something was missing from the heart of the film that is hard to pin down, but such are the problems of literary adaptations. Perhaps something more filmic, like Wong Kar Wai, would be appropriate where the form of the film substitutes for literal storytelling.

The long description of Shinjuku Station near the end of the novel is fantastic, and is particularly resonant given my interest in the station in my Getting Lost in Tokyo notation series.

Stoker

Park Chan Wook, (Dir.), 2013

I wasn’t sure what to expect from this first foray into English language film making from the director of JSA, Oldboy, and Sympathy for Mr Vengeance. To be honest, I expected a vampire film (possibly based on trailers, posters, and the title) like Park’s earlier Thirst, but this is no vampire film.

The film centres on a house, it’s grounds, and nearby forest – perhaps as a representation of the repressed relationships within the family which has lost the father. There is something banal about the house interiors, nothing stands out despite the outward grandeur: particularly as India (Mia Wachowska) prefers to spend time in the kitchens.

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The Wind Rises

Hayao Miyazaki, Dir. (2013)

Reported to be the final film of the Miyazaki, this film shares many earlier obsessions of his: most notably of flight and aircraft.

Telling the story of Jiro Horikoshi, an engineer, one of the most notable things about the film from the point of view of this blog is the depiction of Japan and it’s transformation during the early 20th century.

The Great Kanto Earthquake of 1923 is one of the drivers for this change, and the transformation of Japan from largely traditional timber building to stone construction drawing on Western models follows the pattern of the rapid adoption by Japan of Western technology. The shifts are subtle, but an undercurrent of matching the west runs through the film, with looking to Germany for expertise a central point in the narrative.

The account draws strongly on the preservation of such early modern architecture found in the Edo-Tokyo open air museum which Miyazaki is known to frequent (and for which he designed the mascot). Coexistence of Japanese traditional architecture persists, somehow as demonstrative of traditional ways of living, of tacit knowledge and intuition.

The symbolism attached to the architecture is interesting given the celebration of modern flight and technology, but the association here is with craft and ingenuity: not industry.

One cue can be taken from the sound effects. The aircraft splutters and rotor sounds are made by humans, sometimes to slightly comic effect, but also giving a real humanity to these precarious handmade machines. The earthquake is also a human vocalisation, a great groan: associating the aircraft with forces of nature.

That the stone early modern architecture was destroyed by the earthquake, catching fire and destroying swathes of Tokyo in the great Kanto quake of 1923 is clearly resonant of the delicate nature of living in an area prone to such natural disaster. No doubt, this is brought into sharper focus by recent experiences in Japan, with the high ground seen as the safe place to go to, the temple. This is not accidental, and sanctuary is often sought in such sacred groves.

Miyazaki is not anti-modern per se, but he has a preferred modernism which is iteratively developed rather than a complete rupture from tradition. His sadness is at industrialisation, the loss of the human hand in our endeavours: the underlying theme of this film, and his conventionally drawn animated legacy.

The Grand Budapest Hotel

Wes Anderson (Dir.), 2014

I’ve been meaning to write about Wes Anderson’s films for some time, as he has successfully built an alternative world within his films: a world occupied by a variety of curious families, strange associations, whimsical fantasy and genuine warmth.

This is somewhat at odds with the variety of films normally discussed in contemporary film and architecture debates: often harsh or difficult cinema, that which has a misanthropic view on the world, heightening conflict for dramatic effect.

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Days of Being Wild

Wong Kar Wai (Dir.), 1990.

This early work by Wong Kar Wai (Chungking Express, In the Mood for Love) is set in 1960s Hong Kong and the Philippines.

There is a tight focus, and the film has a greenish hue to it, distorting some of the colours and focusing on the fragmentary details which make up the locations, a clock, a fan, rather than lingering establishing shots. Figures are frequently depicted in silhouette against bright, greenish backgrounds: not perfectly framed but occluded and tight: quarters are close here, not arranged like a theatrical set. Mirrors and vantage points are used as part of this spatiality, with a complex network of views and gazes which forms Yuddy’s world.
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