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Red Desert [1964, Michelangelo Antonioni] It’s been much...

thesmolderingscreen — Mon, 03 Dec 2012 06:44:00 -0800

Red Desert [1964, Michelangelo Antonioni]

It’s been much commented-upon that Antonioni’s first color film (to be followed by his first English-language film, Blowup) makes remarkably restrained use of color. There is no Technicolor ebullience, no chromatic extravagance. Instead, there are subtle variations on a few core pastel hues, as well as much use of gray fog (and gray vegetables.) Color is not used as a naturalistic/realistic reflection of reality, but as a formal tool that modulates our anxiety and alienation as we observe the anxiety and alienation of Monica Vitti’s brittle protagonist.

The tableau above is emblematic of several that fill the film’s middle — meticulously-staged afternoony scenes in which rhythmically arranged human forms emerge out of the fog, as if emerging from their own inner worlds of doubt just long enough to glance at and grasp the anomie and pleasurelessness that constitute modern industrial society.

Antonioni is a great architect of mood, something that not all filmmakers can claim to be. Even in the still image above, devoid of all of film’s dynamic or temporal qualities, there is an emotional élan, a sense of dread in a permanent state of becoming, suspended outside of time…

Chinatown [1974, Roman Polanski] The horrified and horrifying...

thesmolderingscreen — Mon, 03 Dec 2012 06:41:31 -0800

Chinatown [1974, Roman Polanski]

The horrified and horrifying beauty of a woman who knows too much, every jewel and accessory in place, but a mind unruly, brittle, traumatised, and driven to survive…

The Wizard of Oz [1939, Victor Fleming et al.] The rapture of...

thesmolderingscreen — Sun, 18 Nov 2012 18:01:49 -0800

The Wizard of Oz [1939, Victor Fleming et al.]

The rapture of dreaming…

Lost Highway [1997, David Lynch] Alleged murderer/child actor...

thesmolderingscreen — Sun, 18 Nov 2012 17:57:00 -0800

Lost Highway [1997, David Lynch]

Alleged murderer/child actor Robert Blake as the omnipotent, voyeuristic, pancake-makeup-adorned Mystery Man — whose Kino-Eye you certainly don’t want to be seen by…

The Conformist [1970, Bernardo Bertolucci] The...

thesmolderingscreen — Sun, 18 Nov 2012 17:51:49 -0800

The Conformist [1970, Bernardo Bertolucci]

The borderline-sociopathic title character (an Italian-dubbed Jean-Louis Trintignant) having a normal, conformist, nothing-out-of-the-ordinary train-car tryst with his libidinous wife (an innocent or prissy Stefania Sandrelli), on the way to (sexually/morally risky) Paris from (Fascist, neurotically obedient) Italy. Way to stifle those latent homosexual impulses, dude!

For what it’s worth, I saw this movie (which is obviously exquisite-looking and moody, but also maybe kinda shallow) at the Santa Monica Aero Theatre (part of Los Angeles’s American Cinematheque), and it looked real neat and had lots of titillating sexual ambiguity crashing up against retro-Fascist chilliness and it made perfunctory moral gestures against the seductiveness of ideological totalitarianism, but it nonetheless left me equivocating about its ultimate worth… It was one of many films I saw during my two-month stay at my grandmother’s in Southern California.

Attenberg [2010, Athina Rachel Tsangari] The long parting shot,...

thesmolderingscreen — Sat, 18 Aug 2012 19:00:29 -0700

Attenberg [2010, Athina Rachel Tsangari]

The long parting shot, accompanied by Françoise Hardy’s “Le Temps de l’amour” — long before Wes Anderson thought it was cool, psh…

I cannot help but think of the industrial desolation — not to mention the title — of Antonioni’s Red Desert.

Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy [2011, Tomas Alfredson] John Hurt as...

thesmolderingscreen — Tue, 05 Jun 2012 16:53:00 -0700

Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy [2011, Tomas Alfredson]

John Hurt as Control, the tragic, suspicious, melancholy, chain-smoking, soon-to-be-ousted-and-perished head of British intelligence — a tweedy product of WWII left adrift in the Cold War 70’s amongst conniving colleagues, an unknown Russian mole and a few scattered allies (who spend the movie attempting to rescue his legacy.)

Hurt looks rather the worse for wear, evincing a decrepit dignity beyond his 72 years. Flashy tie and nice herringbone, though…

Trouble Every Day [2001, Claire Denis] Some compelling,...

thesmolderingscreen — Tue, 05 Jun 2012 16:42:53 -0700

Trouble Every Day [2001, Claire Denis]

Some compelling, bloody-mouthed images from one of the most unsettling, poignant, gruesome and sad films I have ever seen — all delivered in Denis’s signature visual style, which I have clumsily titled “hypnagogic realism.”

The film is, I kid you not, a plaintive Parisian lament for those most heartbroken, self-hating, tortured souls among us: sex-crazed cannibals who look like Vincent Gallo and Béatrice Dalle (easily two of the creepiest-looking people on the planet.)

Basically, it’s a fantastic, tricky, completely unique film — with an amazing score by British band Tindersticks (which I have previously posted about here.)

I have a long green coat that looks a bit like this one, and I...

thesmolderingscreen — Tue, 05 Jun 2012 16:21:00 -0700

I have a long green coat that looks a bit like this one, and I can tousle my hair and smoke and place my hands in pockets, but I’ll never look as cool as young Lambert Wilson…

Speaking of which, how excited am I for Alain Resnais’s new film You Ain’t Seen Nothin’ Yet! (French title: Vous n’avez encore rien vu) starring Lambert Wilson and about 17,253 other talented French actors? Very.

firsttenthousand: Number 2640 6.3.12 Is it weird that when I...

thesmolderingscreen — Tue, 05 Jun 2012 16:10:00 -0700

firsttenthousand:

Number 2640 6.3.12

Is it weird that when I look at this face, I can’t help but imagine the rest of it belonging to a young-ish Michael Caine? I mean, seriously.

2001: A Space Odyssey [1968, Stanley Kubrick] Ah yes,...

thesmolderingscreen — Tue, 05 Jun 2012 16:03:19 -0700

2001: A Space Odyssey [1968, Stanley Kubrick]

Ah yes, Kubrick’s greatest cinematographical innovation: the under-the-crotch-while-running-in-a-giant-hamster-wheel low angle shot. They teach that in film schools nowadays, yes they do…

Hotel Chevalier [2007, Wes Anderson]

thesmolderingscreen — Thu, 24 May 2012 16:27:56 -0700

Hotel Chevalier [2007, Wes Anderson]

esserelavittoria: “Ethay Indingsfay”

thesmolderingscreen — Thu, 24 May 2012 16:26:31 -0700

esserelavittoria:

“Ethay Indingsfay”

lepoinconneurdeslilas: Best.Gif.Ever Stanley Kubrick, in...

thesmolderingscreen — Thu, 24 May 2012 16:24:40 -0700

lepoinconneurdeslilas:

Best.Gif.Ever

Stanley Kubrick, in space.

noonesnemesis: by Marc Lagrange

thesmolderingscreen — Thu, 24 May 2012 16:11:14 -0700

noonesnemesis:

by Marc Lagrange

robotsarethebest: Rainer Werner Fassbinder by Helmut...

thesmolderingscreen — Thu, 24 May 2012 15:59:16 -0700

robotsarethebest:

Rainer Werner Fassbinder by Helmut Newton

Munich, 1980

I think it’s amazing how bloated, unhealthy, and yet still badass Fassbinder looks in this photo, and how it manages to look like a glossy fashion spread and an ad for a filthy chalet at the same time…

Look at all that brown… The Deep Blue Sea [2011, Terence...

thesmolderingscreen — Thu, 24 May 2012 14:22:35 -0700

Look at all that brown…

The Deep Blue Sea [2011, Terence Davies]

(I loved this movie, and I think it would make a great double-feature with Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy — both are stylized, spare, broodingly romantic visions of a post-WWII, post-idealist England riddled with anomie, inhabited by disused tortured souls, still beholden to a rigid class system, drowning its dull days in alcohol and nicotine…)

Look at all that beige… Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy [2011,...

thesmolderingscreen — Thu, 24 May 2012 14:06:00 -0700

Look at all that beige…

Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy [2011, Tomas Alfredson]

(Incidentally, you should expect a lot of TTSS posts on both of my blogs in the coming weeks; I’ve seen the movie four times, I think it’s a masterpiece, I’m absolutely in love with every detail…)

firsttenthousand: Number 2512 5.12.12

thesmolderingscreen — Sun, 20 May 2012 15:42:29 -0700

firsttenthousand:

Number 2512 5.12.12

Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives [2010, Apichatpong...

thesmolderingscreen — Sun, 20 May 2012 15:39:28 -0700

Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives [2010, Apichatpong Weerasethakul]

Animist gods (or demons) pose with combatants from Thailand’s years of political warfare — a still from, you know, just the greatest film of 2010 — at least according to the Cannes jury-members who awarded it the Palme d’Or. (And I would be inclined to agree with them…)