2013: A Film Odyssey



What a lame question.
Sunday, 5 May 2013 at 23:39

When I learned that this weeks class was going to be on documentary I was over the moon. ‘Yes!’ I thought to myself, ‘Finally we get to talk about some god damn Louis Theroux!’. I was excited, I mean, Louis pretty much wins the award for my favourite person, and so disappointed to find that he was only mentioned in passing under the subheading of ‘Interactive Documentary’. However, as this is my favourite format of documentary, I quickly recovered from my Theroux-induced heartbreak once we were introduced to the work of Errol Morris.

I was surprised to find that I was unfamiliar with him, but I was pretty amazed by his work with ‘The Killer Inside Me’. That was my sort of documentary. I mean, it had everything: murder, a crazy person, a condescending documentarian, a subject that didn’t quite realize how condescending said documentarian was being. It was great. So great I actually went home and watched it again, and then once more with mum, whom I usually watch docos with (In case you were wondering, she thought it was great too). Our serial killer groupie Sondra London didn’t necessarily need all that much help in portraying her mental instability, but Morris assisted her in the most brilliant and subtle ways. The constantly shifting lighting cast shadows over her already terrifying face, giving off the impression of her being some sort of monster, or creature from the darkness. The constant cutting to black made the narrative, her narrative, seem disjointed, drawing the viewer out of the tale and causing them to go over the information that had just received. The closer the camera zoomed into her face, the more intense things became, and with all these elements combined ‘The Killer Inside Me’ is rendered a rather chilling experience.



Add this to the list of 'Things that are completely normal'.

Still would have liked to have watched Louis’ porn episode though.

Or his Westboro Baptist Church exposé.



HOW ABOUT NO
Sunday, 28 April 2013 at 03:07

You may be surprised to know that someone who once opened a speech by stating “There’s nothing I love more than a good murder” is made to feel entirely squeamish by horror films. I know, but I just, I can’t with them. It’s almost heartbreaking for me because I’m usually interested in the narrative (which I realize is what most people whom watch horror are least interested in), but I just can’t get past it. Like, I’m all over horror in literature, but when it comes to films all I can think is ‘N O P E’. Fortunately for me the content observed in this weeks class wasn’t necessarily scary, instead it just caused me to feel rather uncomfortable. When it comes to this genre I think I’m more perturbed by cheesy jump scares than anything.

On the other hand, some of the scenes we watched this week I found rather enjoyable. In particular, Robert Wiene’s 1920 film ‘The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari’ (although looking at it on IMDB apparently it falls under the horror genre...). I’m sorry to say I haven’t seen it before, but I found the visuals to be really striking, and wouldn’t mind picking it up now. As someone who quite likes German cinema, with a focus on German expressionism (or anything starring Daniel Brühl), I’m surprised that I’ve actually managed to miss this one. That being said, I was never as big on expressionist cinema, as I was on paintings.


Love me a bit of Otto Dix. (Stormtroops Advancing Under Gas, 1924)

I really like the stylistic nature of Wiene’s film, and the use of lighting is very impressive considering the period. I can only imagine how shocking the looming figure of our star somnambulist must have seemed to audiences of the 20s’! Fortunately I think this is the sort of horror I can cope with.

I'm not really sure how to finish this post now, so I’m putting a picture of Daniel Brühl here because I can:



Let's rock!
Sunday, 21 April 2013 at 18:21

Diane, 11:13 p.m., April 16th, typing up my blog post for Mark’s class. The scene I selected for this weeks discussion is ‘Cooper’s Dream Sequence’, or the first ‘Red Room’ scene, from David Lynch’s ‘Twin Peaks’ (S01E02).

Now, I noticed whilst watching other people’s presentations that the scenes they’d chosen often had some relevance to their childhood. I mean, things they watched with their parents/siblings, that sort of thing. Well, in my household we watched Twin Peaks. There’s nothing my family loves more than a good, old-fashioned murder.

The scene presents us with three characters:

  • Special Agent Dale Cooper (To be referred to as ‘Special Agent Sexy’, from here on in)
  • The Man from Another Place
  • (Not) Laura Palmer


"You're beautiful", I whisper, as I trail my cursor down your face...

Now, here’s why this particular scene stood out to me.

  • Backwards dialogue & action – It’s what I imagine the inside of David Lynch’s head sounds like.
  • Riddles/clues – Stroking my pretense of intellectualism, feeding my ego, all that jazz…
  • Striking visuals – The patterned floor touches the red curtains in an almost awkward fashion, adding to the eeriness of the scene.
  • First time we see Laura (kind of), excluding when we’ve seen her body or in photos/videos.
  • Introduces an almost supernatural element to the show.


Basically, what I’m saying is that it was unlike anything I’d seen before. So, when you coupled these particularly unusual elements with the rest of the show it was kind of just one big recipe for ‘YES’. Does that make sense? No? Well, moving on then…



Hey, look, more reasons why I think this scene/show is gr9 (which is one better than gr8):

  • It has murder, a detective narrative, dreams, riddles, a mystery and it’s generally weird.
  • The sort of ‘what the fuck’ feeling that it gives you.
  • Special Agent Sexy
  • The Man from Another Place’s dance
  • It’s the first sort of really weird scene in the series. Everything up to that point is relatively ‘normal’. (David Lynch normal, that is.)
  • It’s really clever, and it provides the viewer with clues wrapped up in riddles, which just makes everything even more mysterious.
  • It makes more sense every time I watch it, but I still haven’t quite figured all of it out yet. Eg. why the man wants to help Cooper. I have an idea, but it’s all pretty complicated.
  • Audience enters with Cooper, who looks as confused as we are, so even the scene acknowledges that it’s unusual.
  • It’s just the best.


Also, The Simpson’s parodied it once in ‘Who Shot Mr Burns? Part 1’.



This wasn't in the job description.
Sunday, 14 April 2013 at 19:26

There is something really appealing about non-commercial and cable television. I believe it’s that it doesn’t fear breaking away from the standard cycle of mainstream TV, but rather tackles a variety of new and, in some cases, even confronting subjects. I mean, let’s look at freaking BBC’s ‘Black Mirror’. Being a fan of the show I was both really excited, and a little disgusted, that we’d be watching the first episode in class this week. If you’re familiar with the program, you’ll more than understand why. There’s sort of two ways in which you can look at this particular episode, the first being that it’s an amazing and insightful commentary on the power of the media, and the second being that it’s a perverted tale of a man having sexual relations with a pig.

Right, let’s just do a quick checklist of a few of the reasons why this show couldn’t be shown on commercial TV:

  • The unusual structure: 3 episodes with different casts, and characters.
  • It presents us with a malicious public, whom want to see an extremely indecent act at someone’s expense.
  • And did I mention the MAN HAVING SEX WITH A PIG?




As the title suggests, ‘Black Mirror’ is a satire that shows us a dark reflection of ourselves, and examines our relationship with the media. It’s not repetitive, or all that easy to consume, and, most importantly, it makes the audience think. There are some glaringly obvious differences between this intellectual satire, and your typical, commercial rom-com.

I think that most of the allure of non-commercial TV is that it breaks away from the sort of routine mainstream drama, and presents us with something new and different. However, whilst this can be breath of fresh air to the audience, some people may find that they prefer the traditional routines of commercial narrative.

Bazinga
Sunday, 7 April 2013 at 17:30


If I’ve learnt one thing this week, it’s that you shouldn’t waste your time on people who think they’re above commercial television.

Whilst I’m not necessarily a big fan of this form of programming, I’ve got to hand it to the creators, they know what the people want to see, and therefore how to make a buttload of money. Think about sitcoms like ‘The Big Bang Theory’ or ‘Friends’, every episode follows basically the same structure, and presents the audience with a handful of stereotyped characters, and yet, they continue to come back for more. Why? Good question. Perhaps it’s because the audience knows what to expect, it’s material that the majority of the public is comfortable it, it’s not complex and so easy for all to enjoy. This sort of programming also seems to implement a rather classical narrative structure, as the audience is always presented with a resolution at the end and, alas, everything is as it was in the beginning, ready for the next series of wanton dramas.

Commercial television is structured around both micro and macro narratives. Each episode contains a micro narrative, which is resolved by the episodes ending (as mentioned above), and the series in itself will usually have a narrative on a larger scale, or, the macro narrative. Dedicated viewers will be able to tune into this overarching plot, whilst the series can still be picked up and enjoyed by anyone, thanks to the micro narrative.

One thing the class did have me thinking about though is exactly what qualifies as commercial television. I mean, I’m assuming programming on, like, the BBC or ABC are non-commercial, but what about my cable? I thought of my favourite programs and realized that a couple of them premiere on cable, so does that render them commercial, or not? For example, my favourite series, American Horror Story, doesn’t adhere to my aforementioned trademarks of commercial television, and yet I wonder if it might fit the bill?

Life is full of difficult questions.

Don't try and tell me that this isn't the best show.


I don't even know.
Monday, 25 March 2013 at 00:39


Talking about and/or crying over celebrities is one of my favourite pastimes, and so I rather enjoyed this week’s discussion. The main issue at hand seems to be that of the ‘persona’, and whether or not it is the celebrity we fall in love with, or this sort of crafted ‘perfect’ figure. I found myself wondering if there are any ~genuine~ celebrities out there, and if yes, what makes them so? Are they all genuine? They’re all real people. I mean, what makes a persona a persona? Who’s to say that the person sitting next to you is genuine? Doesn’t everyone have a persona? I mean, don’t we all do our best to present ourselves in a light that will make other people warm to us, and like us? So one could argue that a celebrity persona is exactly the same of that as everyone else, right? I don’t know, a lot of rhetorical questions are being thrown about here, and I think we just need to cool our jets for a moment.

I wonder what element draws people to certain celebrities. Is it their talent? Or their looks? Are they relatable? Do you agree with their values? I’d like to think that I base my admiration on talent, but I’m going to be honest and assess that a large aspect of it is looks. Whilst we’d all like to believe we’re not making entirely shallow decisions, I’m sure this plays a pretty strong part. That being said, I’m sure each person justifies their favourite actor/actress/misc person of pop culture differently, and every persons opinion would be varied. Our viewpoint is shaped by the personas we are presented with, and from there we are free to select whom we like and dislike.

Personally, my favourite celebrity is Casey Affleck and I’d like to think that my reasoning for this is based on his talent (I still cry over the fact that he didn’t get an Oscar for playing Robert Ford back in 2007), but I’m also a really big fan of his stupid blue eyes and his dumb curly hair, so I’m not sure what that tells us. He better appreciate all of the rubbish films I’ve watched for him though.


Ugh, I even watched 'Soul Survivors' for this jerk. He's such an idiot, I hate him so much.

That gum you like is going to come back in style.
Tuesday, 12 March 2013 at 18:50

Now, first things first, I best give you a heads up on something: there is absolutely no way for me to be able to discuss anything even vaguely related to David Lynch without delving into Twin Peaks territory. I’m sorry, but that’s just how it has to be. It’s my favourite thing of all the things ever, and I believe it is my sole duty to bring it up at every possible occasion.

For future reference, other things I’m liable to try and find any occasion to bring up include:

• Casey Affleck
• My belief that one day, when the planets align, Quentin Tarantino’s nose and chin will meet in the middle.



Lynch’s 'Mullholland Drive' breaks the rules of classical narrative thanks to it’s rather convoluted storyline. It leans towards being a puzzle, with a non-linear narrative and alternation between periods of time. It’s structure is based more of emotional growth, rather than the result of cause and effect, and as a result draws the audience in, despite their initial confusion. The film can also be viewed as a satire of the ultimate emptiness of Hollywood dreams.


The nod to 'Gilda' further emphasises the Hollywood theme.

The basic narrative structure is patterned on dreams, and the dream experience, yet the only instance in which dreams are explicitly mentioned is in the first scene at Winkie’s. In order to reinforce the relevance of the dream state, the seemingly illogical structure is implemented, along with characterization, to represent the unreliable nature of dream logic. The narrative is segmented into two parts; the dream vs reality, the lie vs the truth. The narrator fools the audience, and herself, into believing the lie to be reality, but the truth is later revealed, and the dream state confirmed.

If you were to rearrange the segments/scenes from Mulholland Drive into a linear fashion, it would look like something along the lines of this:

  1. The film set – Here Diane begins to suspect the affair.
  2. The one where Diane throws Camilla out of the apartment?
  3. The dinner – Where Diane’s resentment grows.
  4. The meeting at the Winkie’s – Where the hit is arranged.
  5. The initial shot of the pillow – Where she enters the dream state.
  6. The dream sequence – ¾ of the film.
  7. The club – Silencio – Diane is brought into awareness, all the ~illusion~ talk causes her to realize that she’s dreaming.
  8. Diane’s awakening – hallucinates Camilla’s presence.
  9. The end.



Now, why can I recall seeing this fellow sitting in a curtained room, in someone's dream...