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Showing posts with label John Malkovich. Show all posts
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Wednesday, November 4, 2009

"No country, this, for old men." Thoughts on Disgrace


“…A mad old man who sits among the dogs and sings to himself!”

That mad old man is David Lurie (John Malkovich) a professor of the Romantics in Cape Town, South Africa. He’s at the center of Steve Jacobs’ film Disgrace, based on the best selling and award winning (and one of my five favorite books) J.M. Coetzee novel. How he becomes mad is only the surface of this story – this isn’t a film about good deeds or bad deeds, or about redemption and rebirth; no, this is a film that asks hard questions that don’t have answers, a film that observes with the objectivity and coldness of fact. It’s also one of the best films of the year, and is filled with deep moments of power, poignancy, and truth; it will leave anyone who watches it in a state of heated conversation about the morally ambiguous dilemmas that plague the film’s characters.


We’re introduced to Lurie as he approaches a student on campus and invites her over for a drink. This leads to some casual sex, the kind that, in Lurie’s mind, is common place and has no repercussions because of his position. Consider for a moment, though, that the film takes place in South Africa in the 1980’s, that Lurie is white and Melanie, the student he sleeps with, is black; consider also that the world around Lurie is changing and his casual incident has sparked a controversy on campus. After these events we see Lurie reading Byron in class, asking about the Lucifer character who is a fiend, an immoral person who does what he wants. He’s not mad in the head, but mad in the heart – like Lurie is.

Lurie is a man who used to be able to get away with these affairs with students, but he’s getting older, less interesting to female students, so he has to become more forceful, more intruding…which is his downfall (and interestingly enough a nice metaphor for later in the film). The casual incident with Melanie turns into a bit of stalking by Lurie, and she has filed a complaint to the university. Before he knows it there is a committee at the college being formed to ask him questions about why he not only slept with the student, but gave her a grade for an exam she was not present for.

Lurie, not concerned with the unethical implications of his actions (a theme that arises more than once in this film), is flippant in front of the committee. He’s an old dog who doesn’t understand the new South Africa. He talks about wanting to play it ‘by the book’ and that he was a victim of ‘Eros’, not understanding the ramifications of what his actions mean in this new South Africa. The idea that he’s an antiquated entity, an old dog, is a brilliant metaphor that is masterfully executed by the end of the film when he learns what the real South Africa looks and feels like. He’s accustomed to being the smartest man in the room, he’s accustomed to being a white man in South Africa; however, things are changing – he’s a dying breed, an old dog that is being put out to rest…this is why he gravitates towards the dog caretaker Bev, a character we’re introduced to later in the film.

Back to the story: Lurie leaves disgraced and drives out to the country to live with his estranged daughter, Lucy. She has a smallholding on a farm that is unofficially owned by a man named Petrus. Petrus is black, Lucy is white, and David doesn’t understand their relationship at all. The author Coetzee has so many nuanced subtexts…sure the themes of apartheid and the black/white dichotomy seem obvious, but Coetzee doesn’t make them obvious tropes, he doesn’t draw attention to them in a way that makes you roll your eyes, and neither does director Jacobs. In the film when we see Lurie sleeping with Melanie it is a clear scene of dominance: his power as her professor and his power as a white man in South Africa. Melanie’s eyes are gazing off in the distance; her head titled to the side in disinterest…it’s almost as if it’s rape, continuing with the dominance theme.

I dare not reveal anymore of the story, but once David and Lucy begin living together things begin to fall apart in both of their worlds – which are both to be defined by a horrific event that occurs mid way through the film. It’s one of the film’s most horrific scenes – the moment in the story that changes everything for David and Lucy – and Jacobs wisely keeps the horror of the moment off camera. It’s a powerful moment because of the director’s choice to go subtle, just like the novelist Coetzee would. This particular moment is a little more defined in the novel (as most things tend to be when novels are turned into films), but it’s not necessarily a key moment solely because of what happens, and again this is where Coetzee’s writing is so powerful: he’s just showing us the way things are, but he’s not over-showing us.

Moral ambiguity is a norm for Coetzee’s work. He doesn’t care about what happens (although there are sure to be debates about what is “right” and what is “wrong”), rather he cares about the way things are. This is South Africa. Look at it. Deal with it. Try to understand it. This is the way Coetzee works, and in the midst of his stark realities he fashions masterful and nuanced stories of human pain and great poignancy.

Lurie is one of the more interesting characters in literature because Coetzee can run so many themes through this protagonist. One of the key themes of the film is that Laurie is obviously a smart man, but that he doesn’t know what’s going on his country. Lurie’s smarts are irrelevant on the farm – and this is where he finds himself – he has to rebuild his identity, find who he is going to be in the waning years of his life. Lucy reminds him of this throughout the film, and in a powerful scene she reprimands David for wanting to call the police on a boy that Petrus knows who has done wrong by Lucy and David. Lucy yells at David that this isn’t his world, and that she has to live here, not him, so it really does no good to try and do the “civil” thing in an un-civil part of the country; for Lucy that would just make things worse. She’s alone on the farm and has adapted to the shift in the country, the shift that David sees is occurring, but doesn’t comprehend as he tries to see where he fits in with this shift. Like the quote I used for the title of this post (which I pulled from the novel), this is no country for an old man.

The performances across the board are strong and memorable. I especially liked Fionna Press as Bev, the caretaker of a dog kennel that David seeks refuge in. And then of course there is the matter of the lead performance by Malkovich. Could there be any other actor besides Malkovich that could have pulled off this role? I ask because if you’ve seen the movie, you’ll understand this rhetorical question. Malkovich has always been a great, interesting actor, making interesting choices with his facial expressions or vocal inflection; here, as David Lurie, he creates one of his most memorable characters. It’s a performance that will be remembered long after his career is over, and it’s easily one of the best performances of the year.

Disgrace is filled with interesting and intense conversations of moral ambiguity, something that made the novel so memorable – there are also themes of gender roles, race relations, dominance/rule in post-colonial societies, and other buried subtexts that make the film (and especially the novel, which always better lends itself to deeper explication) a deep and enriching, not to mention uncompromising and difficult to swallow, film experience. You’re on the edge of your seat listening to these people engage in philosophical discussions because they aren’t compromised characters; they stay true to their values and the realities in which they must deal with on a daily basis. This isn’t a parable with a happy ending; apologies don’t suffice for these characters – it’s about what they are to do with their lives, the tough decisions they must make, after they apologize for the wrong they’ve done. This is hard, tough, and morally ambiguous film that raises more questions than could possibly be answered; but it’ll have you thinking about those questions long after the film is over. This is a film that sinks its claws into your brain and stays with you for days. I can’t think of anything that is wrong with the film…it’s the perfect adaptation of the perfect novel, and it’s one of the best films of the year.

J.M. Coetzee is one of the five best authors working today. If you liked this film I highly recommend you read the novel, which won the Booker Prize in 1999. I also would suggest his powerful Waiting for the Barbarians and The Life and Times of Michael K.; all three are just stunningly brilliant novels.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Revisiting 1999: The Top 10 Films of the Year, #6 --- Being John Malkovich (Spike Jonze)


Here's what we've covered so far:

The Top 10 Films of 1999:

Intro:
Introduction: The Best Films of 1999
10 - The Limey (Steven Soderbergh)
9 - Affliction (Paul Schrader)
8- American Movie (Chris Smith)
7- Rosetta (The Dardenne Brothers)

It’s easy to forget sometimes that Being John Malkovich is just plain and simple a really damn good comedy. What I mean by that is that a lot of the focus is always centered on the ingenious premise penned by Charlie Kaufman. This postmodern comedy about a portal into the mind of the most unlikely of actors (John Malkovich playing himself) is rightly extolled for its one-of-a-kind, dada-esque storyline (I mean puppets are a major part of the third act); however, it’s easy to overlook just how sure first time director Spike Jonze’s timing is, how funny its actors (John Cusack, Cameron Diaz, and Catherine Keener) are, and how enjoyable this most bizarre, existential comedy is.


There’s so much to like about the innovation in Kaufman’s script. The detail attributed to the puppetry, the bizarre love triangle, the wonderfully odd and refreshing setting on a 7 ½ floor of an office building, and the sheer audacity to continue to go for the gusto for its entire 112 minute run time. Kaufman’s script doesn’t always work, but it has a way of weaving in tender moments amidst the absurdity (like the aforementioned love triangle where a pet store employee played by Diaz falls in love with the sultry co-worker of her husband).

Cusack plays a file clerk who puppeteers on the side. He gets a job at an odd building on the 7 ½ floor…and what they half floor…well you just need to see the brilliant training video they have to watch. It’s the details like the training video that get the biggest laughs. Or the way Diaz interacts with a monkey who has anxiety disorder (the only genuine relationship in the film because it’s the only one not predicated on sexual desire or power over the mind); or how Cusack puts on a puppet show on a street corner that is not kid friendly. These are the things that compound on the brilliant ideas of Kaufman, and are executed brilliantly by the cast to create some big laughs. Cusack is truly pathetic (and borderline psychotic) in his pursuit of Keener’s sexy siren, and Diaz’ pursuit of her seems more genuine, more from the heart.

Once we find out the reasons why there is a portal into Malkovich’s head the story gets a bit congested with some big Meta moments, but they all seem to work in this fantasy that seems indebted to the films of Terry Gilliam. The acting is universally good here, especially Malkovich who in the third act is being completely controlled by Cusack’s character; this is the ultimate fantasy for a puppeteer. There is a scene at the end when Malkovich gives up on acting, and there is a tribute video about his career playing on the television, and there cameos in the video that are just perfect. Speaking of cameos, Charlie Sheen drops by as Malkovich’s friend and confidant, and when Malkovich begins to relay his relationship with Keener’s character to Sheen there are so surprisingly funny moments from the actor.

The film is shot the way a Kafka story feels. The film is surreal, yes, but not a bunch of odd vignettes that act as nothing more than a platform for non sequiturs. Kaufman’s script is surprisingly taut considering all of the existential and postmodern ideas he has fluttering around, and as I’ve already mentioned, those big ideas could bog down a lot of movies annulling them of their comedic moments. Not this film, though…every scene is executed to perfection and no idea overshadows ones enjoyment with this film. I mean come on…when a film can pull off the visual gag of a title card that reads: “Malkovich’s Puppetry Master Class. Julliard School, New York City” you know you’re dealing with a special kind of comedy that doesn’t come around too often.

The subdued, yet beautiful and haunting, score by Carter Burwell is another one of the major highlights of the film. And cinematographer Lance Acord films the office scenes with the appropriate amount of sterility, and then knows to kick up the visual élan at the right moments so that the audience doesn’t grow weary of the camera’s tricks. The journey into Malkovich’s brain could have gotten tiresome, but Acord is always doing something new and interesting with his camera so as not to bore the audience…because too much innovation can be a boring thing when overused (I’m looking right at you Daren Arronofsky and you’re zoom into the eye trick).

Spike Jonze is one of those directors that I wish would work more. It’s incredible that this was his first film as it shows a filmmaker who is able to unravel new surprise after new surprise in a perfectly executed way. There is a chase scene at the end of this film that is one of the most bizarre things I have ever seen…it’s also one of the most inspired, and Jonze’s direction throughout the entire hard-to-believe third act never steps wrong. He followed this film by directing another Kaufman script the brilliant Adaptation.; another film that spent the majority of its time in its characters mind. Again, he shows us a director who understands Kaufman (that doesn’t always happen…need I remind you of Human Nature…ugh) and not only gets the big themes, but that there’s classic humor buried beneath all those postmodern ideas.

Of course Kaufman has made a career off these kinds of offbeat comedies inhabited by offbeat characters. Being John Malkovich is still one of those comedies that always manage to sneak up on me with how much I laugh out loud. The famous scene where Malkovich gets into his own head is still one of the most surreal and hilarious scenes I’ve seen in a movie. I don’t think the film has aged as well as the others that will rank higher, but it’s still worth dusting off every now and then and re-watching. Taking another look at this picture was one of the best movie experiences I’ve had this year – this project has proven to me (and as I stated at the beginning of this endeavor) that when something this audacious, something that can be easily defended as one of the most original films of the 90’s ranks sixth on this list…then you know you’re dealing with a very special year in film.

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