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Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Contemplative TV cruise

Norwegian Coastal Express - minute by minute
Norwegian Public Service broadcaster NRK will be transmitting the 134 hour boat trip from Bergen to Kirkenes live and non stop, starting Thursday June 16th at 19:45 CET. And you can catch it in the comfort of your own home, either live or via BitTorrent-fueled download. Because we’ll be making everything available with a Creative Commons license. [..]
Watching paint dry – live on TV
Does this trip makes for brilliant live transmitted television? Five and a half days of rolling sea, with a ship crawling slo-o-owly northwards through the changing seascape, just briefly interrupted by a little less than six daily stops for loading and unloading…?
Well, we wouldn’t have thought as much until one and a half year ago. That’s when we did a TV show covering the train trip from Oslo to Bergen – 7 hours 16 minutes, across mountains and through forests and long tunnels – in real time. It turned out to be NRK2′s most watched show ever – with a healthy margin: 30% of Norway’s entire TV population dropped in during the transmission. Several of them even wrote to tell us they loved it.
During the show, people were watching the show together, while chatting in the Twitter Carriage – as they put it. A while later, Danish TV channel DR gathered a horde of Danes (probably steeped in mountain envy) in front of their screens when they aired the show in 2010, 170.000 were watching – at a time of day the channel was off air normally. Which might indicate it wasn’t just Norwegian patriotism driving people towards their screens, but maybe also some kind of need for a soothing anti-overload experience.[..]
Why are we doing this? Primarily because we’re a publicly funded Public Service Broadcaster with a responsibility towards Norwegian culture; a responsibility for covering things important to the inhabitants of a small country, a country that in spite of, or perhaps because of, our significant oil wealth has a vulnerable culture. And programmes like this aren’t economically feasible for a commercial channel; to a large amount of the public it probably seems completely useless, but to some of our viewers it can have a very high value, be something they wouldn’t get in any other way, and in twenty or two hundred years, it will be a strange document of life at the edge of civilisation from a different time.
CCC aficionados have most likely heard about Peter Hutton's At Sea (2007) and James Benning's RR (2007), pure documentaries without commentary or music, relegated to museum screenings as if real-life footage was too "EXPERIMENTAL" for cinema or TV...
This project here ran continuously for 5 and half days on live TV in Norway, on the national channel ! The whole show is accessible to the world via a website, where you could follow the cruise, day by day, minute by minute, and navigate through the 134h of footage with a mouse click. And now the journey is over, the entirety of the raw footage from the bow camera (front of the ship) is downloadable in HD, free of charge, and available for remix under the Creative Commons license! 
That is a wonderful use of trans-media interactivity, in the true spirit of a free internet dedicated to culture, education and cross-pollinating images. 
The show is interlaced with some interviews, commentaries (in Norwegian), cutaways, sometimes playing folk music... but it is mostly seascape and natural direct ambient sounds, with climate conditions and daylight developing in real time. A really tasteful integration of the contemplative mode within a "commercial TV" framework.


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Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Dan Kois Syndrome 2

Ask Michelle Obama or Jamie Oliver if children in American schools have been force-fed vegetables... you poor thing. Is it wise for adult intellectuals to publicize silly arguments like eating vegetables might not be a must? How irresponsible is that? That is not information, that is not journalism, that is not criticism!

I bet the burden on the anti-intellectual majority imposed by the intellectual minority is unbearable in the USA. How can you escape the injunction to cultivate yourself? Especially all these "boring" films that are not even screened anywhere! Who fantasizes about being threatened by highbrow arts in the USA... seriously? Nobody is threatening mediocrity in the USA, don't worry about it. Even Film Comment, the NYT, Cineaste... they are supposed to defend art cinema because nobody else does, and all they do is spend their time championing Hollywood lowbrow (as if it needed additional support from the intellectuals) and denigrating the artfilm circuit (festivals, arthouses celluloid screenings, filmmakers for being out of reach). You don't need to exonerate or encourage lowbrow consumption, guilty pleasures, junkfoodism... it is already the MAJORITY. People who don't care for culture are doing just fine (if anything they are not pushed around nearly enough yet to tap out!). If you're a critic, a cultural arbiter, an intellectual, you're expected to defend, promote and educate about what is hard to reach, underexposed, invisible! If that's not what you want to do, just do not fucking write for the NYT and do not complain about having to research your subject before publishing an authoritative statement... 

Education and culture is not innate, instinctive, intuitive... it comes with patient learning, lots of reading, experience and reflection... you can't trust your gut feeling on that, especially not when it draws you to instant pleasure with the least amount of effort. Which leads people like Dan Kois to stand up and dispute culture if there is no fun in it. So if you "feel" that a book, a film, a piece of music, a museum exhibition, a critical analysis is too long, too tedious, too boring... make sure the problem is not YOU, before accusing the artists/authors/critics. You may challenge the value of art only if you didn't sleep through it.

The problem with cinema : everyone thinks the "customer" is always right. If you judge a movie on its cost-benefit ratio for YOURSELF, then yes, watch whatever you want, and only what you want.
But criticism isn't about individual customers and their private consumption. Critics aren't out there to TELL you what is your favourite colour, when are broccoli-days, and which wallpaper shall be on your laptop. Too many reviewers believe their job is to direct readers towards the box office with the approved film title of the week. I'm sure the publicists are happy about that. Critics are not going to find silly spectacles awesome just because you wish to see them without a "guilty" conscience. Go have fun! Watching crap is OK, you don't need canons, expert's awards and deep analysis, so don't read THAT. Critical standards aren't about "fun", about what to see or not to see. However, stating crap is masterpiece is not OK. Don't you read the press to learn about things you don't know? It shouldn't be to seek confirmation of things you want to hear, to reinforce your own taste, prejudices and worldviews!
  1. What pains me the most is how the defenders embrace the word "boring" imposed by the anti-intellectuals, instead of rejecting it.
  2. Most movies are made and consumed for pure entertainment, but it doesn't mean ALL of cinema should be judged by instant pleasure and worthwhile distraction.
  3. Culture doesn't have to be entertaining, sometimes it takes effort and time to discover a work of art, for a more enlightening reward than fugitive pleasure. Sometimes it takes more than one try!
  4. Cultural rewards come to patient, committed and enthusiastic spectators.
  5. "Aspirational viewing is not acceptable if the films recommended do not suit my taste". What is aspirational and elevating about it, if you only go for your acquired taste?
Sometimes vegetables are more than vegetables...
The NYT opens the debate to readers after Dan Kois' infamous article and Scott-Dargis's rebuttal. They even promised the critics will reply to readers question the following week. In fact, they completely ignored the feedback of over 200 comments posted on the various pages (except 1 one-liner cited by Dan Kois here), and what we see is a complete reversal of tone. It seems that the quarreling critics have been convoked by the head of the newspaper, like pupils in the principal's office, to apologize and make up. They publish a joint statement to show there is no animosity between NYT employees : show solidarity over independence of thought. In this new article, somewhat of a "conversation" between Kois, Scott and Dargis, they are just agreeing to disagree, or more exactly, agreeing to agree that cinema can be really boring at times, that Hollywood crap can be really fun at times, that NYT critics are not there to force-feed vegetables to its readers. What a shame. What a spineless bunch of pundits, they can't handle the pressure of having to defend the minority taste... They must pander to the anti-intellectual America (who doesn't even read the NYT!).
Source: Sometimes a Vegetable Is Just a Vegetable (AO Scott, Manohla Dargis, Dan Kois; 17 June 2011; NYT)

ASPIRATIONAL BUT ON A SILVER PLATTER PLEASE
Kois : "So often the things we write sort of flicker and die, and it’s been gratifying to watch this discussion spreading across the film-loving parts of the Internet."
Let's publish controversial crap just to get lasting attention! lol (not a first in the NYT)
He backpedals and pretends he "made jokes" (that reminds me of Nick James' backpedaling last year!). Now he says that "noncritics" (which he's not) have to make choices because they pay the admission and have a limited time to dedicate. Well culture is not defined by what one given individual can take in... A busy life shouldn't make cultural arbiters reconsider what is worthwhile culture or not!
He uses the tribune of an intellectual newspaper where people go to to find INFORMATION, to give this non-information to the world : 'Hey people with a genuine cultural curiosity (NYT readers) can I have your attention please? I would like to have a thought for people like me who are too bored to open a newspaper. Sorry for wasting your time, you may now return to your regular cultural aspirations'. Thank you mister Kois, you really nailed those "overzealous intellectuals" who only care about educating themselves! (sarcasm intended)

Kois: "Are there styles of filmmaking or individual directors you simply can’t access, but keep sampling in hopes of finally breaking through?"
Yes that's what aspirational viewing should be. Waiting for visible results or enlightenment or "fun"... shouldn't make it a failure. If you cannot invest a bit of yourself in reaching for higher culture, you'll never get to the top shelf. Giving up after falling asleep shows a clear laziness and a lack of proper ASPIRATION. Why are you even talking about "aspirational viewing" if what you aim for is all fun and no pain? Is that your idea of cultural education and critical standards? Why would spoiled brats deserve an endorsement by the NYT?


APOLOGETIC TASTEMAKERS
Scott: "So I don’t want to get pigeonholed as a snob or an elitist, or as someone who believes that one kind of movie is a priori better than another. Thinking in categories — high and low, trash and art, entertaining and “serious” — is a shortcut and an obstacle, and it leads inevitably to name calling and accusations of bad faith. “You’re a snob!” “Well, you’re a philistine!” "
Sure dude (he defines himself as a "freethinking, curious, pleasure-seeking human being")... If you're afraid to pass as a snob, maybe you shouldn't write in the fucking NYT! Sarah Palin doesn't even read it. You think the average American buys the NYT for the lowbrow reviews??? Look around you dude, you are part of the elite, and you write for the elite. The regular blockbuster crowd doesn't give a shit what the NYT thinks of the movies they want to see. Get out of your rosy bubble already.


ANTI-INTELLECTUALS
W.H. Auden: "Pleasure is by no means an infallible critical guide, but it is the least fallible."
That explains why the most vocal masses of happy spectators are the ones at the cheapest movies... Pleasure is an indicator of pleasure, not a golden standard for artistic worth, or critical achievements. You had to quote that Scott??? What are you, a hedonist or a critic? That's what you get when "film page employees" believe their job is defined by "pleasure evaluation", "pleasure prescription" and "pleasure providing"...

Dargis : "The critic who insists that every movie in an art house is art and that every major Hollywood release is trash just reaffirms prejudices"
What a disingenuous strawman! You are creating extreme categories of reviewers with inflexible taste, imaginary conservative scapegoats. There are no elitist cinéphile out there who never watched and enjoyed a Hollywood movie (be it Welles, Hitchcock, Scorsese or De Palma). You gotta realize that when intellectuals oppose the mass market refered to as "Hollywood", it's about "studio mediocrity". Forget about the words "Hollywood" and "arthouse" (if you don't understand the relevance to incompatible production systems), what matters is whether you support good films or bad films. That's what critics argue about. Inventing nonexistent territorial battles will not cop you out of the fast food/vegetable debate. Because vegetables are intrinsically healthy for your system whether you like them or not, and junk food is intrinsically hazardous whether you like it or not. Summoning the "vegetables" metaphor doesn't imply a high-low divide, or the Hollywood-arthouse rift... that's what YOU brought into the debate. There are sweet vegetables and sour or bland vegetables... regardless for the pleasure of ingestion, we know they are nutritious! CULTURAL CINEMA is nutritious, we are not arguing whether they are high or lowbrow. The job of a critic is not to point to the sugarcoated food, the movies the easiest to ingest, but to inform readers and audience about the various nutritious values of ALL movies on offer, the bad ones (labelled as FAILURE TO DELIVER whether they are high or lowbrow) and the great ones (labelled as GREAT ACHIEVEMENT whether they are high or lowbrow). Is it only in America where good/bad have interchangeable meaning depending on their use by lowbrow or highbrow people? Biased partisans use words to alter reality, not critics.
Now if you define failure/achievement by the single criterion : entertainment (like Dan Kois), then you are not "open minded", you may determine a certain partial critical standard for spectacle, but it's far from fair or comprehensive. Entertainment is not the full picture. And that's where the problem lies, not in the entertainment v. art imaginary war.

Kois: "Like most thoughtful readers, though, I usually read writers whose insights give me pleasure, not guilt"
Again, he persists with his Pleasure principle! Now, "thoughtful readers" is defined as "self-indulgent" : I will only learn from the press if they do not patronize me about knowing more than me. lol (see previous article: Dan Kois syndrome (proud boredom))


INSULTING CULTURE
Kois: "‘Tulpan’ would be a 10-minute nightmare of tractors and bad haircuts, followed by a 90-minute nap."
How terribly superficial, stereotypical with a condescending tone for foreign cinema that looks so different from flawless Hollywood stars... Sad and shameful.
Scott: "I don’t feel guilty about not caring for “Last Year at Marienbad“ or persisting in my skepticism that the films of Pedro Costa are as transcendent as some of my colleagues believe. But until I can argue my case, the benefit of the doubt goes to Mr. Costa and the burden of proof rests on me."
At least he acknowledges the critic needs an educated point before trashing the reputation of a film/filmmaker. Thanks for that.


Ultimately, Dargis makes the first valid point : appreciation and enjoyment are two different words for a good reason, they are not synonymous! Going to the movies expecting worthwhile distraction for a ride, is different than meeting the work of an artist to learn something, to get immersed in another universe, to educate yourself, to aspire to higher thoughts, hopefully to approach enlightenment or epiphany. Why should these two distinct practices/activities be judged under the same rules/standards/values? Why must everything in life be EASY, FUN, INSTANTANEOUS? Not all cultural achievements in your life will come with an orgasm, a cocaine high, or a giggle.


Dargis: [..] Duration is a crucial issue here, and some of the recent discussion about slow (if not boring, at least to some of us) films revisits arguments over what has previously been termed Slow Cinema. In the February 2010 issue of Sight and Sound, the British critic Jonathan Romney characterized Slow Cinema [..] [see: Wasted Time]
As with other critical coinages, Slow Cinema can easily become misleading shorthand for work that is very different. The truth is that questions of time have preoccupied filmmakers long before Kelly Reichardt, the director of “Meek’s Cutoff.” Filmmakers isolate time (as in the empty hallway shots in films by Yasujiro Ozu, images in which nothing appears to be happening); embody time (the “tirednesses and waitings” of Antonioni, as the philosopher Gilles Deleuze put it); make time stutter (the jump cuts in Jean-Luc Godard’s “Breathless”); slow it down (the long takes of Bela Tarr); and deconstruct it (as the avant-garde filmmaker Ken Jacobs does). Without going too deeply down an academic rabbit hole let’s acknowledge that when we talk about ostensibly slow and boring films, the terms of debate extend beyond issues of entertainment.
Deleuze, for instance, distinguishes between pre-World War II cinema, in which time was subordinate to movement (the passage of time obscured through classical techniques like those of continuity editing), and postwar cinema, in which a direct vision of time emerges. In this new cinema — with its discontinuities, sense of interiority and seer-subjects — time appears “for itself,” becomes something movies confront even if their characters (and maybe we too) don’t know what it means. And so characters in “L’Avventura“ wander around and forget that a woman has disappeared, and Chantal Akerman’s Jeanne Dielman, stuck in her horror of a life turning tricks out of her dismal middle-class home, makes a meat loaf in real time we share. They are, as Deleuze puts it, “struck by something intolerable in the world, and confronted by something unthinkable in thought.”

Thanks for catching up with the year-old debate about boredom and slowness, Manohla! Good luck not getting pigeonholed as a snob by citing Deleuze in the NYT...

Dargis: "Sometimes a slow movie is just a slow movie, but sometimes it’s also a window onto the world." 
Unfortunately she concludes with a disappointing truism that characterized the superficiality of Nick James last year : "Sometimes it's worth it, sometimes it's not" We don't need critics to give us such poorly thought out obvious tautology. The indeterminate nature of art is precisely why we need critics to parse it and evaluate it. We don't need to be reminded that art sometimes doesn't work, just assume it and go directly to the part where you actually assess what that work is about, its intentions and its achievements. Being "slowish" is not an achievement per say. Leave this adjective to detractors who refuse to give it a chance. Critics should be able to articulate what makes a film different and less successful, beyond a mere observation of its relative speed... 



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Saturday, June 11, 2011

Jardinage et cinéma : art du temps (Labarthes)

André S. Labarthe : "Le temps est venu de faire l'éloge de la lenteur. On ne peut pas voir pousser au présent. La fiction c'est ce qu'on fait arriver aux choses pour qu'elles existent. Il y a un statut Super 8. Le jardinage et le cinéma sont des arts du temps. Nous pouvons utiliser le même vocabulaire. [..]
L'après-midi je découvre quelques films de Peter Hutton. C'est quelqu'un qui a vécu ses images. Où il a vécu, il a fait des films, des portraits de villes et des portraits du temps. Il y a un vrai travail sur la peinture et la lumière. Sa principale référence cinématographique était Gaston Méliès. Peter Hutton a dit: mon université était un baleinier. C'est GENIAL, j'ai l'impression de sortir à travers ces images et ce cinéma. Il y a une recherche du cardre dans le cadre. Dans la profondeur il y a un constat du temps météorologique d'ordre mystique. Passage du noir et blanc à la couleur à travers ses films et son histoire de vie. Il a dit aussi; Je ne force rien aux choses que je filme. En même temps ce sont des images de lutte écologique."
in Carnet de Lussas, 2009?

Thursday, June 09, 2011

Le quattro volte (critiques françaises)

Qu'apprend-on de la critique française? Le film est sorti sur plus d'écrans qu'aux Etats-Unis (difficile de faire moins que 1!) et la presse française s'inquiète davantage de sa distribution précaire (on peut encore le voir sur 2 écrans en province, 5 mois après sa sortie!) et n'hésite pas à le faire remarquer dans les articles concernant le film. On voit nettement la différence ici avec la presse américaine engloutie par le système.
Il y a moins de synopsis qui résume pour le lecteur tout ce qui se passe dans le film, et un peu plus d'analyse formelle, ils parlent de films, de cinéma, de poésie, d'art cinématographique. 
Les critiques français utilisent aussi largement le dossier de presse de Frammartino [PDF], mais ont plus de respect pour le succès du film à Cannes ou un festival régional (Annecy), et pour sa place dans le contexte plus large du cinéma italien.

"Des révélations comme celle-là, il s'en manifeste rarement. Des cinéastes comme celui-ci, il faut les honorer. Ce film, d'une malicieuse simplicité, est stupéfiant de beauté et de gravité. [..]
Majesté du silence, musique des grelots. Bêlements, bruits de sabots. [..]
Aucune prise de tête dans Le Quattro Volte, rien que de la poésie secrète, une captivante exploration de coutumes et des temps qui scandent vie, mort, et renaissance. Une éblouissante limpidité narrative. [..]
Grand Prix indiscutable du dernier festival de cinéma italien d'Annecy, Le Quattro Volte témoigne d'une curiosité contemplative pour les mystères et d'une réticence viscérale pour les artifices. [..]
Ici, le réalisme extrême de cette fiction aux apparences de documentaire réinvente la mécanique des catastrophes en chaîne et l'art du cadavre exquis."
"Le Quattro Volte" : de l'humain au minéral, l'enchantement du monde; Jean Luc Douin, Le Monde, 28 Dec 2010
Douin utilise plus d'un tiers de son papier pour raconter le déroulement du film d'un bout à l'autre, mais, au moins, la second moitié est consacrée à une réflexion sur le film, sur son sens symbolique et formel. Il apporte une nouvelle référence cinématographique : L'Arbre aux sabots (1978/Ermanno Olmi), il compare aussi l'humour visuel à Buster Keaton et Jacques Tati. 
Un mot que je retiens particulièrement est cette idée de "cadavres exquis" qui capture bien la méthode de Frammartino. Ce n'est pas la quête vers l'inconscient des Surréalistes, mais l'addition bout à bout d'épisodes, de lieux, d'images sans raccords préparés. Frammartino a filmé dans trois villages distincts, sur plusieurs années, et le montage a ensuite rassemblé ces images distantes dans une histoire apparemment liée par une continuité symbolique arbitraire (celle de la métempsychose) et invisible.


"Disposant d’une distribution aussi frêle qu’un chevreau nouveau-né, Le Quattro Volte de Michelangelo Frammartino risque malheureusement de passer assez inaperçu en cette fin 2010. [..]
Le Quattro Volte capte le fugace et l’éternel à partir d’un localisme très ancré. [..]
Le Quattro Volte avance en philosophant sur l’ordre des choses avec une tranquillité limpide, faisant allègrement tomber les murs du local pour atteindre l’universel. [..] Dans la continuité, la séquence devient une méditation éblouissante, une précieuse miniature. [..]
Ce formidable plan burlesque se gonfle de déflagrations comiques inattendues baignant dans une bande-son très sophistiquée, tout en répétant, à la manière d’un motif, d’amples panoramiques. Ces derniers deviennent nécessaires tant la multitude de récits ayant trouvé leur origine dans le champ se poursuivent en dehors de lui. La caméra semble perdre la tête et nous faire éprouver la difficulté de contenir un tout dans un seul plan. En l’occurrence la transformation d’une réalité prosaïque en une situation extrêmement complexe et inextricable, où tout se trouve lié par un réseau touffu de causes et de conséquences. [..]
Film sur la circulation entre les quatre états, chaque plan grossit et finit par accoucher du suivant. Dans ces conditions, le raccord transmet, dynamise et transforme le plan précédent en autre chose. Le plan serait le temps de la gestation et le montage celui de la nativité. [..]"
Le Quattro Volte; Arnaud Hée (Critikat, 28 décembre 2010)
Hée, critique consciencieux, parle du cinéma italien dans son contexte et de sa frêle distribution. 
Il se réfère à Oncle Boonmee (2010/Weerasethakul) et à  I Dimenticati / Les Oubliés (1959/Vittorio de Seta), et il tente une analyse formelle du style. Malgré les belles choses qu'il écrit (voir citation ci-dessus), il choisi de mettre en exergue une "situation extrêmement complexe et inextricable" alors que le sujet est la simplicité naturelle, une "expertise du montage" alors que la succession épurée des plans n'attire pas l'attention, une "bande-son très sophistiquée" qui n'est qu'un banal bruitage en post-production sans effets Bressonien, et selon lui le film est "extrêmement joueuse et drôle"... ce qui ne m'a pas marqué à prime abord. N'abusons pas des "extrêmes" quand le ton se veut simple et plutôt neutre. Ce n'est pas une touche d'humour discrète qui transforme un film calme en un spectacle extrême...


"Il faut se réjouir de l’existence, rare, de films comme celui de Michelangelo Frammartino, cinéaste que nous avions découvert en 2006 avec son premier film, déjà étonnant, déjà tourné dans la même région et avec le même manque de moyens et le même sens de l’espace, Il Dono. [..]  Frammartino (jeune homme cultivé, professeur de cinéma milanais issu d’une famille de paysans calabrais) fait un cinéma antérieur à l’invention du cinéma, ou plutôt qui ignorerait la narration cinématographique, qui repose souvent paresseusement sur le conflit. [..]"
Le Quattro Volte de Michelangelo Frammartino;  Jean-Baptiste Morain (Les Inrockuptibles, 28 décembre 2010) 

J'aime sa façon de résumé le film pour le lecteur, Morain égraine une série d'images saisies au hasard de quelques scènes, sans pour autant révéler leur rapport causal, leur position dans la continuité, leur rôle dans le film, juste des flashs poétiques isolés. Et c'est la meilleure façon de donner envie de voir un film sans trop en dire. Il s'émeut aussi du succès du film, de sa place dans le contexte italien... cependant il s'imagine aussi que ce film "ne ressemble à aucun autre" et a "humour visuel et sonore d’une grande sophistication". Il préfère replacer le thème de la réincarnation sur un plan symbolique, donc une réflexion moins mystique et plus métaphysique sur l'ordre du monde. 



"Frammartino constate la dissolution de ce monde. S'il ne nomme jamais Alessandria del Carretto, c'est que chez lui la démarche documentaire a inversé ses fins. Chez lui, la métaphysique, l'intemporel, sont au premier plan. Il s'agit alors, pour son cinéma à lui, de retrouver l'apparence, le temporaire, l'existant qui se cache derrière l'essence métaphysique des images. [..] Ce qui fait le prix de ce film est aussi sa limite. La dimension choisie est conceptuelle. [..]  Si l’on perçoit vite le carcan qui enferme ici l'émotion, Le Quattro Volte offre néanmoins une réflexion sur l'oeuvre de De Seta et sur le monde filmé par celui-ci."
Francesco Boille (Independencia, 13 janvier 2011)
Boille écrit une critique du court métrage de Vittorio de Seta :  I Dimenticati / Les Oubliés (1959), plus qu'il ne décrit le film de Frammartino. Toutefois le parallèle est intéressant (même si je n'ai pas vu cet autre film italien) qui compare les méthodes et intentions de chaque réalisateur séparés par un demi-siècle. Il axe son commentaire sur une formalisation conceptuelle du film, découlant d'une illustration panthéiste, un angle que j'ai choisi de laisser de côté pour ma part, pour son utilisation anecdotique, et dont Frammartino lui-même relativise l'importance (voir l'interview ici).


"Gigantesque pour les promesses dont il est porteur. Minuscule parce que, dans son pays, il est un des seuls à les porter. [..]
De prime abord, Le quattro volte fait craindre le style très académique d'une modernité taiseuse, au récit volontairement âpre et pauvre, qui se contente de buter sur des extériorités et n'y trouve rien que l'absurdité du monde, son chaos permanent. Très vite, on s'aperçoit qu'il n'en est rien. Le quattro volte se révèle un film 'plein', chargé de récits, de microfictions virales qui, sous couvert d'observation, envahissent le plan à mesure qu'il se déroule, l'air de rien, sous nos yeux. [..] La succession des événements, d'abord frappants, d'abord anodins, d'abord séparés, nous révèle leurs liaidons profondes et leur importance dans le cycle décrit. [..] Le moteur de ce cinéma c'est bien évidemment la durée. [..]
Ce cinéma se fonde sur cette belle idée que l'image, prise dans une durée et laissée à cette durée, sans rhétorique (montage, dialogue, fondus, ellipses, etc. : tout ce qu'on appelle l' "expression"), accouche de sa propre dramaturgie, d'une dramaturgie presque naturelle. [..] Le quattro volte est aussi un film d'action. Ou disons plutôt : un film d'actions. [..] Frammartino ne fétichise pas pour autant le son direct. [..]
Tout est tissage, tissage de fils disparates qui donne, vue de haut, une image d'ensemble. [..] Ce neoprimitivisme abreuve le cinéma de nouvelles ressources. Comme par exemple cette idée de mettre un animal au centre du film, san rien abandonner au vococentrisme et à l'anthropomorphisme courants du cinéma, san rien lâcher non plus sur le désir de récit."
La chèvre et le chou; Mathieu Macheret (Trafic, n°77, printemps 2011)
Macheret écrit un long article, sans oublier de préciser le caractère exceptionnel de ce mode narratif aussi bien que son positionnement fébrile sur le marché italien ou même français (alors qu'il est sorti en France sur plus d'écrans qu'aux USA par exemple - un seul écran sur un parc de près de 40000 écrans nationaux! Les critiques français s'inquiètent, les critiques américains s'en foutent...).
Il propose un parallèle avec Oncle Boonmee de Weerasethakul (animisme, métempsychose) ou Farrebique de Rouquier (rapport du paysan à la nature).
Contrairement à ce que j'expliquais plus tôt (Quattro volte (critique contemplative) 5), Macheret s'imagine que le son direct n'est pas essentiel, il va plus loin, il affirme que la bande-son artificielle, composée en post-production, est "une unique partition" qui réalise "une focalisation d'ensemble"... Je m'étonne d'entendre que l'artificialité est ce qui donne le naturel au tout. Il conçoit ce film non comme une immersion proche du documentaire mais comme un collage fabriqué de toute pièce. Il insiste d'une part, sur l'absence de rhétorique au niveau visuel, sur le témoignage d'une "cause immanente du monde", mais ne se formalise pas quant à la rhétorique sonore imposé par une bande-son mixée... 


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Monday, June 06, 2011

Dan Kois Syndrome (Proud Boredom)

While a few texting-dependent hipsters believe rushed blurbs should be elevated to serious criticism...  the NYT finally decides to make a contribution to last year's "boring" controversy initiated by Sight and Sound (Feb 2010) and Film Comment (Mar 2010). Or is it just a response to something that was published in their very own newspaper (self-alimented fire), one month earlier (1st May 2011), by Dan Kois? When the New York Times is arguing with itself about whether vegetables are healthy or not, you know American culture has serious issues. In any case, we can't say that the print media is on top of the new media reactivity of the XXIst century... 
Dan Kois: "As a viewer whose default mode of interaction with images has consisted, for as long as I can remember, of intense, rapid-fire decoding of text, subtext, metatext and hypertext, I’ve long had a queasy fascination with slow-moving, meditative drama. Those are the kinds of films dearly loved by the writers, thinkers and friends I most respect, so I, too, seek them out; I usually doze lightly through them; and I often feel moved, if sleepy, afterward. But am I actually moved? Or am I responding to the rhythms of emotionally affecting cinema? Am I laughing because I get the jokes or because I know what jokes sound like? [..] As I get older, I find I'm suffering from a kind of culture fatigue and have less interest in eating my cultural vegetables, no matter how good they may be for me... Yes, there are films, like the 2000 Taiwanese drama 'Yi Yi,' that enrapture me with deliberate pacing, spare screenplays and static shooting styles... but while I'm grateful to have watched 'Solaris' and 'Blue' and 'Meek's Cutoff' and 'The Son' and 'Atanarjuat (The Fast Runner)' and 'Three Times' and on and on, my taste stubbornly remains my taste."
Apparently this guy didn't read the press last year. What is symptomatic of a very American mentality that tends to take over general culture with the prevalence of subjectivity and the pride of being uneducated, is how he uses his 6 years old daughter anecdote as a springboard. Could it be any more ironic??? I'm not sure he's fully aware of confessing at once to his ineptitude as a cultural critic and demonstrating right there that infantilisation is the rampant evil of American journalism. 
Candidly he equates childhood behaviours (play-pretend to be 1 year older) with subjective punditry (play-pretend to be intellectuals who understand art). Some are just anti-intellectual and make a living of trashing higher-education, art and critical thinking. At least they are being honest with themselves. But others kind of feel guilty and want the prestige of being educated cutural arbiters without the effort of actually getting an education and mastering the objective critical distance (See the Root of anti-intellectualism). Thus they prefer to demolish the educated establishment with its critical standards and claim that absence of values and self-indulgent pleasure is the new establishment.
Becoming an adult implies overcoming this irrational aversion for healthy food. Only immature children would complain about having to eat vegetables. Richard Brody rightly identifies this as a dictatorship of the "Pleasure Principle":
Richard Brody: "A food critic who doesn’t want to eat vegetables would be laughed out of the business—unless he planned to carve out a niche comparing fast-food outlets or criss-crossing the country in search of the ultimate corn dog. [..] It is the age of the specialist; if Kois has, with this piece, put himself out of the running for serious consideration as a general movie critic, he may be preparing to hang out a shingle as a meat-and-potatoes critic—if there’s a comparable cinematic category."
Dan Kois is too puerile to balance his Pleasure Principle with the Reality Principle (see Freud) to defer instant gratification. His narcissistic brains is only able to conceive the concept of "good" as something confirmed by instant pleasure, like "entertaining spectacle". He recognizes that better critics than him recommend these vegetables that are good for him, but he can't get over the fact they are nasty-tasting medicine yielding no visible gratifying results. As a rebellious adulescent who refuses to grow up and embrace a healthy lifestyle, he feels like it's the right thing to declare that, maybe, all things considered, we should be more sceptical about the nutritional vertues of vegetables, maybe we should start to re-evaluate dietetics and trust our guts and taste buds more.
In an interview Dan Kois even claims that a film critic is "not meant to be objective, a critic is meant to be as subjective as possible"! If you are as subjective as anyone else, you don't deserve the right to speak as a "cultural arbiter", which is a title you earn by proving you can supersede your own navel-gazing idiosyncratic taste, in order to deliver a discourse that other people (who are not you) may relate to, for its sharable objectivity and its open-minded tolerance. Objectivity is PRECISELY what distinguishes critics from the "common people"!!! Unfortunately most Americans believe that critics (like their political representatives) should be as dumb as everyone else, not more educated, not more knowledgeable, not more perspicacious, not more competent, not more pedagogical. When you don't respect your intelligentsia, you get the level of cultural discourse you deserve...
Send your ironic thank you notes to Pauline Kael for discrediting intellectual education in your country. Culture, OK, but not more than I can take! Educators, OK, but not smarter than me! Wait till the students hear about that and the schools will be on strike for being forced to learn more than their lazy asses would like...

How could this article be greenlit by editors of The freaking New York Times??? Pandering to the lowest instincts of the masses (anti-intellectual, anti-education, anti-culture, anti-journalism, subjective conservatism) is one thing (you gotta do what you gotta do to bait in the advertisers, right?), but passing it as "professional cultural criticism" is demented and irresponsible. I don't think that readers who make the effort to read an intellectual newspaper such as the NYT, need their self-indulgent cultural apathy to be flattered and reinforced. That's a job for the populist press. They must really be desperate for wider readership to expand their tribune to the lowest common denominator type of demagoguery.

Here is what I wrote last year, which is demonstrated again now with Dan Kois, his followers and his detractors:
HarryTuttle: "This Film Press drama is so entertaining! These typical controversies are the ones that split the tiny little world of film criticism between the thinkers and the followers. It's the perfect bait to lure the fake-cinephiles to reveal their true colour : only liking "slow Modern cinema" when it's fashionable and turning around when "slow cinema" loses public support from the high-brow magazines.
We can see the comments aggregating after these sententious stances : the low-brow viewers who jump in the polemic to blame film criticism as a whole for preferring depth to fun; and the high-brow viewers who take this opportunity to slam the lax commercial attitude of the cinephile magazines, which tend to support the mainstream fare over anything really subversive. This front-line is all too familiar and predictable. Not to mention all the clueless readers who recount their experience with movies that are not artfilms, nor slow or contemplative! Can't you see this is the timeless clash between the subjective mass and the elite critic? Of course it is anti-intellectual to stereotype the art-cinema scene after a superficial formal aspect related to speed!"


Another symptomatic revelation of this article is that there is this alienating area of cinema that is said to be "great", but that only an elite may "get". A reviewer no longer judges films for their achievements, from bad to good. There is this new anti-intellectual category : "good BUT too challenging for my little lazy self". Either you aspire to higher culture, and take it upon yourself to educate yourself and work your way up to enlightenment, or you refuse to make the effort and you just stay away from any cultural criticism! 

Nobody "has to" watch "intellectual" films (Solaris, Blue, Yi Yi, Tulpan, Meek's Cutoff, Le Fils, Atanarjuat, Three Times...) or "has to" read intellectual literature (James Joyce, Ernest Hemingway, Marcel Proust, Jean Paul Sartre, Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Leo Tolstoy...), you do IF you want to educate yourself as a spectator/reader. Though, if what you seek is to gain the authority of a "cultural arbiter" (critic/historian/academic), then OBVIOUSLY, you pretty much MUST have had seen most of the canonical work established by recognized cultural arbiters before you. So no need to whine about having to do your homework before being able to publish authoritative statements as a cultural arbiter. The best way for you to avoid watching boring intellectual films is to find another job.
If all you care about in life is to have an entertaining night-out at the movies... you don't need to worry about watching challenging films that make you think rather than generate adrenaline. Just don't discourage others by exposing so indecently and so irresponsibly your own selfish apathy. You're not a cultural critic, you're a self-indulgent infant who cannot transcend the futile guilt of "having to" eat vegetables. Keep aspiring until you earn authority in this domain.
Here is my tip: if you don't find genuine PLEASURE in exploring challenging intellectual culture, you're not ready to judge and write about intellectual culture. Reviewing art is not as immediate and obvious as reviewing fast food menus or roller-coaster rides!

Manhola Dargis: "“Of course, what I think is boring,” Warhol wrote in his memoir “Popism,” “must not be the same as what other people think is, since I could never stand to watch all the most popular action shows on TV, because they’re essentially the same plots and the same shots and the same cuts over and over again. Apparently, most people love watching the same basic thing, as long as the details are different.”
Warhol’s own films are almost always called boring, usually by people who have never seen or sampled one, including minimalist epics like “Empire,” eight hours of the Empire State Building that subverts the definition of what a film is (entertaining, for one). Long movies — among my favorites is Béla Tarr’s seven-hour “Sátántangó” — take time away even as they restore a sense of duration, of time and life passing, that most movies try to obscure through continuity editing. Faced with duration not distraction, your mind may wander, but there’s no need for panic: it will come back. In wandering there can be revelation as you meditate, trance out, bliss out, luxuriate in your thoughts, think.
Thinking is boring, of course (all that silence), which is why so many industrially made movies work so hard to entertain you. If you’re entertained, or so the logic seems to be, you won’t have the time and head space to think about how crummy, inane and familiar the movie looks, and how badly written, shoddily directed and indifferently acted it is. "
She even mentions Akerman's Jeanne Dielman just to confirm that with Dan Kois examples of other "boring art films", this rampant anti-intellectual American mentality (amongst the reviewers intelligentsia!) is definitely frustrated by and defiant of "non-speedy cinema". As if "slowish films" were the only type of intellectual art films. But they just call them "slow" because, on the surface, they really are nothing like current Hollywood, and that's all they care to compare them to. As if this outdated cliché that "European cinema is slow and boring" had never been debunked in the 60ies with the acclaimed superiority of Antonioni, Bergman, Bresson... Film culture already went through this anti-intellectual argument. Are you re-evaluating what was considered great art in the 60ies? Ennui, slowness, scarcity of dialogue, absence of excitation and denouement are, educated critics learnt it, not evidences, in and of themselves, of failure to communicate with an audience. Damn, the audiences in the 60ies were a little more adventurous and curious than today!

A.O. Scott: "MOVIES may be the only art form whose core audience is widely believed to be actively hostile to ambition, difficulty or anything that seems to demand too much work on their part. In other words, there is, at every level of the culture — among studio executives, entertainment reporters, fans and quite a few critics — a lingering bias against the notion that movies should aspire to the highest levels of artistic accomplishment. [..]  But lately, I think, protests against the deep-dish and the highbrow — to use old-fashioned populist epithets of a kind you used to hear a lot in movies themselves — mask another agenda, which is a defense of the corporate status quo. For some reason it needs to be asserted, over and over again, that the primary purpose of movies is to provide entertainment, that the reason everyone goes to the movies is to have fun. Any suggestion to the contrary, and any film that dares, however modestly, to depart from the orthodoxies of escapist ideology, is met with dismissal and ridicule. [..] Why is it, though, that “serious” is a bad word in cultural conversations, or at least in discussions of film? Why is thinking about a movie an activity to be avoided, and a movie that seems to require thinking a source of suspicion?"
Don't worry, he's only talking about American audience. The rest of the world is not yet totally plagued by anti-intellectualism. And France is definitely not, I can testify. We still have art-friendly filmmakers, producers, distributors, press and audience. But it's nice to see such things published in the NYT for once. I hope the intellectuals won't be afraid/ashamed to speak up against self-indulgent consumerism in the future, anytime it is necessary.

Source :
Eating Your Cultural Vegetables (Dan Kois; NYT; 1st May 2011)
The Pleasure Principle (Richard Brody; The New Yorker; 3rd May 2011)
In Defense of the Slow and the Boring (Manohla Dargis, A.O. Scott; NYT; 3rd June 2011)



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