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Thoughts on Interstellar (2014)
From the very first wave of booming rumbles that erupt from the speakers, vibrating every inch of the anticipating audience, it is inherently clear why Nolan’s latest offering, Interstellar, is leaving its impression on movie-going publics worldwide. This Sci-fi epic, that takes us on a journey through, time, space, and dimensions, is as thrilling a spectacle for the senses, as it is cerebral and engaging for the mind.
We begin on a dying Earth, in what seems to be the wake of an apocalyptic event. Dust has settled everywhere, crops are dying, and humanity is left clutching at the last straws of civilisation. Former NASA pilot Cooper (Matthew McConaughey), along with his daughter, son, and stepdad, are among those attempting to live out a meaningful existence in a world seemingly devoid of any hope. Everything changes however, when mysterious anomalies in Earth’s gravity lead Cooper and his Daughter, Murphy to the gates of a secret facility, in which a mission to save the last of humanity from oblivion is almost underway. Cooper, along with Brand (Anne Hathaway), and a team of Astronauts, must journey through a mysterious wormhole opened within the solar system, to far reaching areas of space where they must meet up with fellow astronauts, who have scouted and explored suitable habitats to which human civilization can emigrate.
For a film billed as a blockbuster epic, Interstellar seemingly transcends the more conventional boundaries of previous films in the blockbuster production line, as it nurtures a story that is grounded in as much human emotion, and tenderness, as it is thrilling, space-exploring adventure. We see the story of a father torn between the salvation of his species, and his undying love for his family. The film repeatedly creates a duality between the factual logic and sensibility of what we ought to do, and the passionate, irrationality of what our human emotions of love and fear implore us to do. Aided by the appearance of the HAL-9000-esque cyborg in TARS, we are provided with juxtaposition between unimpeded logic and human emotion. Ultimately, we are left with an overwhelming feeling that it is our humanity, and our inexplicable connections of love that reach across the infinity of space, that provide us with a constant that is capable of surpassing all boundaries of time, space, and dimensions. The love between a father and a daughter, and an audacious inability to let go of those we hold dear to us, is what will ultimately be the saviour of humanity.
To put it simply, I would argue that Interstellar is capable of becoming one of the greatest cinematic experiences of our time. Far above and beyond the realms of competing, spectacle driven blockbusters, Interstellar comes very close to being considered a masterpiece. Sadly, despite its bold and unique approach to the blockbuster, it does create problems for itself, that ultimately prevent it from elevating to levels of cinematic royalty. The problems begin with its inability to liberate itself from the shackles of a conglomerate Hollywood, and truly immerse itself in a narrative environment that would allow for a greater level of expression, and thematic exploration. The problems, in my opinion, begin with the casting. The likes of Matthew McConaughey, among A-listers including Michael Caine, Matt Damon, and many other familiar names, are seemingly present to assert the film as a big hitter, in a fiercely competitive Blockbuster market, rather than to provide us with a truly immersive exploration into the characters. As well as possessing an unfortunately drawling, mumbling southern-American dialect, that provides little contest to a sometimes-overwhelming soundscape, Matthew McConnaughey seems to struggle to shake off the well-established familiarity of his household status, despite what must be admitted to as a very sound performance. Narratively, despite using advanced physics, and complex theories on space-time and dimensions as a device to justify aspects of the narrative, as well as possessing qualities of storytelling and chronology (or lack thereof) that regular viewers of Nolan may be familiar with, Interstellar still feels as though it is pandering to a wider movie going audience on a surface level. At times, it feels as though the film is attaching itself to the formulaic structure of the blockbuster films that preceded it. While watching Interstellar, I couldn’t help but feel as though the pressures of a film carrying the status of Blockbuster provided a hindrance to what could have been referred to as a cinematic masterpiece of the ages. It has moments of sheer brilliance, yet too often I found myself comparing the imagery, and thematic explorations to the illustrious history of Sci-fi masterpieces, such as the unavoidable 2001: A Space Odyssey, and its ability to further develop its notions of human evolution and development through space, without being confined to the boundaries of conventional Hollywood, and the emphasis of profit and mass marketing over cinematic artistry.
For the most part, despite offering a criticism that perhaps cannot be helped given the climate in which a film of this proportions has to be released, I found Nolan’s Interstellar to be fantastic, spectacular, intelligent, and above all, human. It’s a spectacle for an age obsessed by experiences and images, and a narrative journey that will challenge, yet encompass a mass market blockbuster audience, accustomed to the passive consumption of more traditional high budget film experiences. Its reliance on a Hollywood system, that craves narrative simplicity and structural familiarity over artistic authenticity, however, is what ultimately keeps Interstellar from truly reaching the status of film royalty. As one reviewer quite adequately put it, this film is an ‘almost masterpiece’.
Day 9: Stalker (1979)
Directed By Andrei Tarkovsky
A Writer, and a Professor seek the guidance of a man known as a 'stalker' to travel to a mysterious place of miracles called 'the zone', and enter a special room with wish granting abilities. Their faith is tested however, as the Stalker begins to lead them through paths that defy logic, and certain rules must be observed, to ensure a safe passage to the room.
First things first, this film is beautiful. The photo attached to this post is proof enough. Just look at that for a shot! Tarkovsky is famously known for his ability to paint pictures with film, and Stalker serves as a prominent example. The Camera weaves seamlessly through the narrative, with the fluid motion that became somewhat of a trademark for the Russian filmmaker; yet, in the motion, there are moments of stillness, where the camera serves as the window to the narrative, and shot allows to observe the onscreen movements of the characters, rather than that of the camera.
To me, Stalker addresses the notion of faith, and its dying relevance in a changing world, particularly in the context of Soviet Russia. The Room can be seen as the church, as religion, with the powers it possesses being that of God's. The importance of the two characters that accompany the Stalker to the zone is that they are of fields of cultural, and societal importance. The professor being of intellectual relevance, and the writer being of a creative, artistic grounding. The film explores the way in which the two characters, and indeed, the two fields of study, approach the idea of faith, and their willingness to surrender their belief to a spiritual guide. The Stalker holds on to the notion of the zone, even when it is doubted by his two travellers, as he says in the film, because people need hope. People need to believe, without the hope that the zone brings them, they are nothing. Tangible links can be drawn from this idea, to that of religion itself.
To put it into words, Tarkovsky is a poet, and the scenes of his films are the lines of his sonnet. Stalker is no exception, and as we admire the haunting, post apocalyptic mise en scene, envisioned through the incredible, spacious, long shots, we are asked to question deep philosophical questions, provoked by the subject matter of this quite remarkable film.
I'VE FALLEN SO FAR BEHIND
Okay, I'm currently very far behind with the films! I've seen two I've yet two post about, but all round I've been terrible. This must change. NOW. Someone slap me please?
Day 8: Her (2013) Directed by Spike Jonze
A lonely, soon to be divorced man name Theodore seeks the company of a brand new artificial intelligence operating system called Samantha, designed to be extremely human-like in its thoughts and feelings, and makes some interesting revelations as their relationship develops.
Firstly, this film must be admired for its ability to ground such a futuristic notion, that of the human-like cyborg, into such a modern reality. We are presented with an advanced society, yet it feels real, it feels believable. It is a story of love that can transcend the limits of its reality, and find meaning in our time.
The film raises a rather intriguing issue, and invites us to consider what we define as 'real' when referring to love. The love that Samantha, the Operating system, and Theodore share is strong, but is it real? Can you still love if you cannot feel them, or even see them, can you love that which is not in the biological sense of the word 'human'? This film is an exploration of the pseudo communication that we take part in on a daily basis, through means of video chatting, voice calling, and messaging. Are these real connections being made with people?
When we look at these themes in relation to Theodore, we begin to wonder whether he explores this form of company because he is afraid of the 'real' love that he and his ex wife shared. After being hurt, was he afraid to feel?
Spike Jonze manages to create a film that is funny, yet moving, it's intriguing, and at some points a little bizarre, but at the same time, it feels real, and hits home in many different ways, from experiences in love, to experiences in cyber relationships, and the question of 'what is real'?
Day 7: Mulholland Drive (2001) Directed By David Lynch
A young, up and coming actress arrives in Hollywood to chase her dream of becoming rich and famous, but her adventure takes a surreal turn when the victim of a car crash, who is left with amnesia, shows up at her house. As she helps this woman find out who she is, she slowly begins to realise her involvement in the story.
David Lynch is an often puzzled over director, with an appetite for the surreal. The more you dive into his work, the more you’ll ultimately become frustrated in the answers (or lack of) you find. Mulholland drive is no different, with moments of abstract expression, combined with interweaving timelines that will make you wonder what point on the chronological scale you are currently at.
Attempting to fully understand this film will leave you with a little more than a headache. David Lynch insists that the clues are available to unlocking the truth of the film within certain aspects of the mise en scene, and the script. For example, he maintains that the use of the red lamp, and the dressing gown and cigarette are a couple of the list of clues that will help you to understand the film. That said, the importance of this film lies not in the comprehension of Lynch’s surreal fantasies, but more in your own personal interpretation.
To me, this film is about the phantasy, our dreams and desires, and the faux-reality an over-dependence on these ideals can create. It is difficult to expand this idea more specifically without giving away major plot points, that ultimately will affect your own reading of the film, however, the overwhelming message I walked out of the cinema understanding was one of phantasy, and of dreams. This suits the abstract, surrealist nature of the film, and the many confusing moments of imagery can be interpreted in any way in which the viewer chooses to see them.
Of course, I could be wrong, and Lynch could have the answers to this film’s mystery locked in a box somewhere in a small, rural town in America, but ultimately, my enjoyment of this film does not depend on knowing, but rather feeling.
Day 6: A Beautiful Mind (2001) Directed By Ron Howard Russell Crowe stars in an Oscar winning role as a mathematician with an extraordinary mind, despite his inherent lack of social skills. He is entrusted to crack a secret code that could reveal the whereabouts of a nuclear weapon, potentially threatening American soil. However p, things start to unravel as he gets deeper and deeper into the case. Admittedly, this film mislead me. It sets itself up to be a cross between Good Will Hunting and any number of mysterious code-breaking thrillers, however it becomes about much more, or in someways less than that. Based on the life of a real Mathematician, John Nash, this film is a biography of a man troubled by more than just his genius. A Beautiful Mind appears to explore the question of ‘What Is Real?’ It makes us think, do we define our own sense of reality within our minds? What is the difference between what our mind believes, and the outer world, grounded reality? How do we distinguish what is real from what is phantasy? This film evokes these kinds of questions, in a neatly disguised biography of an extraordinary mind, that lived an extraordinary life. Russell Crowe is sublime, and perfectly encapsulates the flawed genius, mathematical in his approach, yet with enough emotional release to invoke a sense of sympathy within us.
Day 5: Paths of Glory (1957) Directed by Stanley Kubrick Stanley Kubrick is a rare breed of director, in that I am yet to watch a film of his that I have not enjoyed. Originally I have been wrongly deterred by this film due to its age, and my initial disinterest toward war films, however, giving this film a chance proved to be a rewarding decision. The film is about a WWI military Colonel, known as Dax, who is ordered to carry out an impossible assault on the Germans, which inevitably ends in failure. Frustrated by this, his superior orders the selection of three of his troops at random for Court Martial. Dax must fight for his soldiers, and try to prevent their impending deaths. Paths of Glory paints an all too realistic picture of the life of soldiers in the trenches, and makes some important points about the dysfunction of military, and the fractured, inhuman methods of military leaders. It demonstrates a system where the true price of loyalty is one of great sacrifice, and that the quest for power is one that lacks compassion, selflessness, and at times logical thought. Paths of Glory teaches us just what horrifying lengths those in command will go to, in order to keep hold of pride, and dignity. Kubrick lends his masterful directional style to this evocative drama, and uses some remarkable camerawork for a film of its time, including tracking shots that really help to highlight the scale of the war that is being fought, as well as long, front on close ups of soldiers facing trial, that almost urges us, the audience, to feel compassion and sympathy for the victims of this farce. This film will make you think, and feel. It serves as a reminder of the way in which power can be used, and how compassion is one of the most honourable human traits.
I know it's supposed to be day 5...
the 365 day challenge I set for myself is going great currently, however today I regret that I didn't watch a film. This is not disastrous however, as the challenge is to watch 5 films a week, as well as a whole book and a completed original song, so technically, I haven't broken anything yet. I just expect to have a busy weekend watching, reading and writing to make up for it.
For now though, I'm going to bed.
Day 4: Blue Velvet (1986) Directed by David Lynch
After hearing about the announcement of another series of Twin Peaks, I was tempted into visiting some of Lunch’s earlier work that I had previously overlooked. Blue Velvet is one of them. A young man finds a severed ear in a field near his home, and reports it to the police, however after that, his curiosity leads him on his own investigation, where he discovers that this case goes deeper than he thought. He winds up meeting a singer, whose son has been kidnapped, and attempts to help her get him back.
There can be tangible links drawn from this earlier work, to that of Twin Peaks itself. It becomes clear that this film was the beginning of a trademark style of direction for David Lynch. Firstly, we see the film set in an idealised small American town, much like the one we later see in Twin Peaks. His use of visuals and camera placement is also emphasised, and I personally drew a lot of similarities from the singer’s apartment to the room in the dream sequences of Twin Peaks.
There are many themes that one could define as being central to this narrative, however the one that rang most true to me is the notion of a boy’s sexual awakening. He possesses the curiosity of a young boy, that eventually winds him into a plot of sexual deviation and debauchery, he bears witness to the most stylised and obscure rape scene you’re ever likely to see on screen, and subsequently loses his innocence in scenes with the singer, the most notable of which comes when she begs him to hit her.
Blue Velvet is conventional in its narrative and story-telling, but what it lacks in unique plot, it compensates for in intriguing, and deep characters, reinforced by some incredible performances from the likes of Kyle Maclachlan, Isabella Rosselini, and Dennis Hopper, it features an incredibly stylish use of the camera, and at times, a wonderfully surreal mise en scene.
Day 3: Melancholia (2011) Directed by Lars Von Trier This often misunderstood art film centres around a depressed woman named Justine, on her wedding night, her strained relationship with her sister, Claire, and a mysterious planet (rather unsubtly named Melancholia) that is heading straight for Earth. The impending doom that Melancholia brings earth can be reflected in the impending doom that Justine's depression brings her. Much like the planet, everyone around her pays little care for her, except for her sister, Claire. An interesting analogy I made, and one depicted by the still shown above, is that Justine can be represented by the Melancholia planet, the blue mystery. Her sister, on the other side, can be represented by the sun, the warmth and brightness of the film, the character trying to hold everything together, particularly in her sister's life, and the wedding. This film has moments of visual beauty, of all too familiar sadness, and imagery that evokes feelings of family, of death, and of the inevitable.
Day 2: Andrei Rublev: Part II (1966)
This film is simply a masterpiece. There is no other way to describe it. The second part deals with the rise of Byzantine Christianity, and Mongol Tatar ideals. Rublev becomes conflicted in himself, and spends much of the film struggling to maintain his grasp on what he believes in, amidst the horror of pillages and raids. The film deals with so many issues; art versus the state, what it means to be Russian, what it means to be human, it deals with many religious conflicts, and is presented with the most incredible visuals and camerawork, that are quite simply sublime. I feel as though I need to go back and re-watch this film to fully understand it, but you cannot deny its importance in cinematic history.
Day 1: Andrei Rublev: Part 1 (1966) Directed By Andrei Tarkovsky
Considered one of the greatest films of all time, Tarkovsky’s masterpiece centres around the life 15th Century Artist called Andrei Rublev, and the man for whom he is assisting, Theophanes the Greek. The film centres around the strive for faith and love in a world full of insufferable cruelty. It also questions ‘why create art?’ Is it for the love of humanity or for discontent of the cruel world in which we live in?
Aside from the narrative, this film is visually stunning, and features an incredibly powerful use of imagery, that is both striking and evokes feelings of cruelty and suffering. It helps contextualise this film’s setting, and places the viewer within the era of Medieval Europe.
This is only the first part, and tomorrow will be the second, but this film has already left me with a lot of thoughts and questions.
365 Day Challenge: Monday 6th October 2014.
It's been a while since I've posted on Tumblr. I've never really understood what to post, it just seems like a big reblogging game, at which I am far inferior to my friends. I've attempted in the past, and tried to use it to write about things, but ultimately, it has remained rather empty for some time.
Recently, in the loneliness of an attic room in Worthing, I've become increasingly frustrated with the amount of time I spend NOT experiencing the things I want to in life. My evenings and free time have become a black hole of hours spent staring at my Twitter feed, my Facebook feed, or my Xbox if I can muster the enthusiasm to actually play.
In light of this, I've decided to create a challenge for myself, to keep my days productive, and to spark up the hobbies that I have let die. For a whole year, starting from today, I am going to challenge myself to watch 5 films that I have never seen before, read 1 book, and write 1 song, EVERY WEEK.
Furthermore, I am going to write a review of every book and film I consume as part of this challenge, and upload every song I write, as proof to myself, and to anybody else interested, that I am taking this seriously. I may add other parts to this challenge, depending on how consuming this becomes, amongst an already busy university Schedule.
Some of the world's finest teachings can be found within the pages of books, within the frames of films, and within the bars of a song, so it is time that I took my time more seriously, because it's eroding from beneath me faster than my laptop-engrossed evenings would have me believe.
In the absence of a poignant quote to round off this little post, I'll just quote Ferris Bueller's Day Off.
'Life moves pretty fast, and if you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it'.
Baby going through tunnel
probably thought his entire existence ended
nerdy moment: babies at that age don’t have object permanence. if the object cannot be seen, it does not exist. image how freaked the fuck out you would be if suddenly everything went black - effectively ceasing to exist. the baby’s entire world vanished then came back.
so yeah. he probably did think his entire existence ended.
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#I don’t think the hills are alive anymore
This is awesome. A friend of mine made this video for my song Sweet Mind :3
Take a listen/have a watch!