Showing posts with label Jan Švankmajer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jan Švankmajer. Show all posts

Monday, 15 October 2018

Lunacy
Dir: Jan Švankmajer
2005
****
The thing I like most about 2005’s Lunacy is the little introduction director Jan Švankmajer gives at the beginning. He pops up on the screen in front of a white background and explains that Lunacy is a horror film inspired by the works of both Edgar Allan Poe and Marquis de Sade, while one of his animations, in this case a severed tongue, crawls around the floor beneath him. However, the introduction, as charming as it is, is a little misleading. The film does have elements of horror in it like he says but perhaps not quite enough for many to include it in the genre, and it certainly doesn’t have any of the warmth or humour that the introductory segment hints toward. It is also a little thin on Švankmajer’s famous animation, there are animations included as a form of chapter change but never as much as a fan such as myself would hope for. The film is loosely based on two short stories, The System of Doctor Tarr and Professor Fether and The Premature Burial by Edgar Allan Poe but the story features the Marquis de Sade as a main character. Jean Berlot is a deeply troubled man who has been haunted by violent hallucinations since the death of his mother, who was committed to a mental institution when she passed on. His initial scene sees him hallucinate an abduction, which leads him to panic and accidentally start a fire in his room. His shirt, which is animated using stop-motion techniques, tries to open the door for him but fails. It is sadly the last time we see an active item of clothing as all animation from then on seems to involve meat. While arranging his mother's funeral, Jean meets a fellow inmate who claims to be the Marquis de Sade (played by the brilliant Jan Triska) and lives as if he's in 18th-century France rather than the Czech Republic in 2005 – although you would be forgiven in thinking this was a period piece throughout. Jean strikes up an alliance with De Sade, though they can hardly be called friends, and after becoming an unwilling accomplice to De Sade's debauchery, Jean joins him at a hospital managed by Dr. Murlloppe, who offers "Purgative Therapy" for people who aren't mad but could be in the future. Jean falls for a beautiful nurse named Charlota, who claims she's being held at the hospital against her will; in time, Jean hatches a plan to liberate her and the inmates, though he learns the truth is even more disturbing than he's been led to believe. There is far more to the story than the simple ‘lunatics taking over the asylum’ plot but the film is somewhat staggered which doesn’t help it to flow. Svankmajer compares the excesses of extreme reactionary and liberal regimes and argues that we currently combine the worst of both worlds in encouraging people to do whatever they want whilst relying on punishment and fear to keep them under control. Poe’s stories illustrate this rather well with the Marquis de Sade’s involvement. I would argue that a more obvious contemporary setting would have made the film more appealing and relevant but the little reminders of the year – such as the upturned car the Marquis de Sade’s carriage passes – were nice touches, there just wasn’t enough of them. The nightmarish atmosphere of confusion and fear, enhanced by gruesome stop motion animation between scenes, is both compelling, disturbing and extremely effective in communicating the directors ideas. The animation actually made me feel quite sick, but then I guess that was the point. If the crawling tongues didn’t make you sick then the annoying plinky-plonky piano music might but these were my only real issues with the film. It is in bad need of editing and is overlong but the performances are intense and believable, even though they are over the top and theatrical. I liked it but it is no where near as great as Conspirators of Pleasure made nine years before. I think I just wanted more of Švankmajer’s famous animation and, if I’m being honest, I’m bored to death of Poe’s story, this seeming like the hundredth adaptation made, albeit a wholly original one.

Wednesday, 13 April 2016

Surviving Life
Dir: Jan Švankmajer
2010
****
At the beginning of 2010's Surviving Life, director Jan Švankmajer appears as himself, in stop motion photo cut-out animation, to introduce the film and to explain the reasons as to why it is animated in the way that it is. He explains that, essentially, it is to save money - you don't need to pay the actors as much, you don't need expensive sets and there is no need for a catering budget. He then goes on to explain that he felt the need to introduce the film in this manner, not because of egotistical reasons but because it would extend the run time - animations are usually quite short and he didn't want this to be the case, accept, Surviving Life is actually pretty long for what it is. It is safe to say that you either love or you hate Švankmajer's work, personally I love it but here my attention was stretched somewhat. The animation is amazing, very simple but very effective. It grows in scope and there is always something interesting to look at but the story stagnates ever so slightly towards the middle, following quite a bizarre but exciting first act. The conclusion goes some way towards making up for this lull but it is still on dangerous ground. I was going to say that there is no one else like Švankmajer but to be honest this looks a lot like the sort of thing Terry Gilliam was doing in the original Monty Python series. Very different but I think I like Gilliam's stuff more but then he never did manage a feature length film in the style like Švankmajer did. It is half tribute and half Švankmajer's own genius, its art, its love, its melodrama and its surreal fantasy. It's not often those genres ever mix and when they do they generally don't tend to have Chickens with boobs in them, mores the pity. I don't think it's half as good as his earlier work but that said, his earlier work is some of the most creative work committed to film, so it is still high praise. Not a great introductory piece but a certain hit with hard core fans.

Thursday, 22 October 2015

Conspirators of Pleasure
Dir: Jan Svankmajer
1996
*****
Jan Svankmajer is a genre unto himself. I think it's fairly futile to try and decipher what most of his films are about, they're open to interpretation just as much as anyone's films but I would hazard a guess that they are purely the works of a wonderful imagination. Conspirators of Pleasure has pleasure and desire as it's main theme and is structured brilliantly by having each short story and character interlinked through a Czech apartment block. Each character's indulgence is slowly revealed one by one, leading to a hugely enjoyable crescendo of colour, creativity and utter madness. There is symbolism throughout, beginning with our main character's world changing as soon as he enters his own closet. I can think of many film makers and artists who have been inspired by Svankmajer but I can think of no one who compares to his rich and surreal blend of stop motion, puppetry and sculptured imagery. It's impossible to catagorise this film as it could be considered a comedy but it has far more in common with horror but it's certainly not a comedy horror film. It's a beautifully bizarre opus of satire and seduction, impossible to resist in many respects, objectifying the story's theme perfectly.