While watching Red Desert, I found myself paying particular attention to the sound design. The odd synthesizer playing over the opening scene caught my attention, as well as the occasional ambient tone, and the silence at other moments. The dubbing on Richard Harris also made me more attentive to the sound in the movie as a whole, as it was a bit uncanny and caught me off guard.
I was also particularly attuned to the sounds in the movie because the day before I watched it, I revisited my site, and was surprised by the strangeness of the sounds of work at Norfolk Southern Railroad to the east of the site, and their audibility all over the site, which is hundreds of acres in area. So I appreciated the attention the director and sound designer paid to the industrial or mechanical noises which played almost throughout the film and occasionally became the object of focus (as during the scene with the explosion of steam at the factory). There was always some kind of mechanical sound in the background, even at the cabin and in the marsh. The sound of the boat’s horn in particular, during the scene in cabin, was very interesting, and sounded a bit like a church bell. It also suggested that the character’s everyday lives were constantly being intruded upon by their industrial surroundings, which were inescapable.
I was surprised to learn, after watching the movie, that the director argued that Giuliana’s problem was her inability to adapt to her environment, rather than the environment itself, but as I thought about it, this explanation began to make more sense. I think that this way of seeing the movie highlights how complicated it can be to talk about the self-wrought changes in our environment and the serious problems which can result from them. The director’s serious, even appreciative treatment of the industrial landscape as an object of beauty and interest shows us that we are capable of adapting to and even enjoying conditions which have the capacity to undermine our life and ecosystem, and also that doing so is not always wrong, but rather at times a necessary method of survival.