My Bertolucci odyssey starts today.
I can’t think of a better way to get to know a filmmaker than to start at the beginning of his career and work through film by film. On the big screen! I haven’t seen many of his films. Last Tango in Paris is one of those films that I have seen but can’t remember the details. Never saw The Last Emperor. I think I’m going to learn something.
I caught three films in the afternoon/evening yesterday. Play it Like Godard gave me opportunity to take a nap. I don’t know what it is about Godard. I simply do not get him. I’m sorry, but when it comes to that guy I feel it’s the Emperor’s new clothes. I caught Breathless at the Chauvel a few years back. Apparently he’s a genius. I left scratching my head. Do I need to go to film school to appreciate him? He invented the jump cut, right? I fucking hate jump cuts.
Anyway, Play it Like Godard, allowed me to get comfortable, roll up my jacket for a pillow, and nod off. Granted, it wasn’t a Godard film per se, simply an homage, or a pastiche? Or a parody perhaps? But it was just as boring – a cute mocumentary, with one big implausible premise, and it didn’t go anywhere. Let it be known that I struggle with films that have no pathos.
But then came Where Do We Go Now?
What a feast of a movie – so ambitious, so full of joy, life, passion, heart. This film is my pick of the festival so far. When I say ambitious, I mean this film takes a massive issue – war and religious conflict – and brings it down to the human level, and tackles it with humour. I was reminded of No Man’s Land, a masterpiece and one of the best films of the last 20 years. Bravo to Nadine Labaki, the film’s director and star. Be still, my heart.
I have so much more to say, particularly about last night’s screening of Wes Anderson’s Moonrise Kingdom. But that review will have to wait, as I must go in now to Before the Revolution.
Thanks for reading.