"Breaking
the Waves" (1996) Breaking the
Waves - Counterpoint
Written and directed by Lars von Trier,
Breaking the Waves is a masterpiece, but not an
easy one to watch. It is the story of a woman in
a small, and very religious Scottish town who
marries an outsider - an oil rig worker. Things
couldn't be rosier for her till he suffers an
accident on the oil rig which leaves him a
quadriplegic. Bess, played by Emily Watson
believes that her love and the help of her God
will make him well.
The husband convinces her that she should have
sex with other men and tell him about it to lift
his spirits and make him feel better. This leads
to serious problems in the religious small town.
Emily Watson was cast based on her wide range of
facial expression, and was brilliant in the role.
She was nominated for best actress by the
academy, and the film received major recognition
in many festivals and by many academies.
As Scoop mentioned, the film was very low
contrast and undersaturated, the scenery drab and
washed out, and the entire film was shot with a
hand held camera. The film is divided into a
Prologue, seven chapters and an epilogue divided
by one minute intermissions with highly saturated
scenes of Scotland, and upbeat popular music.
Scoop raised two main questions. One, does a film
have to have everything to be great, and are the
production values of this film justified.
First, a definition of a good film. Richard
Bach in Illusions was asked why people decide to
live a particular lifetime. The answer was that
it was the same reason people chose to go to a
movie -- education or entertainment. Bluebeard is
an example of a film with great production value,
poor to mediocre acting, and a questionable plot.
Did it teach me anything? Nope. Was it
entertaining? Definitely yes. Was Breaking the
Waves entertaining? Only in a few scenes, most
especially those involving Bess losing her
virginity and discovering the joy of sex. Was it
educational? Definitely. It deals with love from
many aspects, and has much to say about the
status of women and religious oppression.
Now to the production values. First for the
intermissions. This is a very powerful and
emotionally draining film if you relate to Bess,
and I don't see how anyone could help but do so.
The intermissions not only served to divide the
acts and keep the viewer oriented to the theme of
each section much like a site map for a large Web
site, but they provided an emotional rest by
contrasting the stark film with a mostly somber
mood and the richly colored scenic shots and
upbeat popular music. Yes, they don't match the
rest of the film, but that was the point. As for
the stark drab photography, it helped immediately
to make the point that this was a drab stark
community oppressed by the local religion with no
joy and color. Only Bess can bring some life and
joy to these surroundings. The hand held camera
and often out of focus images were very
unsettling. You were never able to relax and soak
in the imagery. This edginess certainly helped
evoke emotional response to what was on the
screen. As odd as this sounds, I feel that the
poor production value was a valid artistic
decision here.
Very un PC comments ahead.
There is no doubt that Emily Watson was
brilliant here. Scoop mentioned two areas of
criticism , religious and feminist. I am not
surprised that the rabidly religious began to
feel a little like Christian Scientists with
appendicitis watching the way the good Christians
of this town turned their backs on Bess and even
had the nerve to condemn her soul to hell at her
funeral. As to the feminist complaint that Bess
was being dominated and used by men, and made to
be a submissive ... no shit, ladies. That is one
of the themes in this film. They are showing the
same brilliant logic that had them burn their
bras so men wouldn't think of them as sex
objects. Rather than criticize, they should
embrace this as a film that clearly shows how
women can be and are exploited. I doubt seriously
that any man, no matter how
"un-evolved," felt like the treatment
Bess received was the way women should be
treated. Yet the highly evolved and sensitized
feminists could not tell that the film condemned,
not condoned the treatment of Bess.
Between Scoop and I, we have probably spent as
much time thinking about and writing about this
film as we spent watching it. Perhaps this brings
up another scale to measure a film's greatness.
How long do you think about it after you see it?
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"The
Outlaw Josie Wales" (1976)
A six film collectors set of Clint Eastwood
was released this week. "The Outlaw Josie
Wales" is one of three from the set with
nudity. This western stars Clint at the peak of
his popularity as a family man from Missouri
whose family was killed and his house burned by a
gang of "redleg" Northern soldiers. He
buries the dead, takes the time to hone his
weapon skills, then joins a group of people with
similar backgrounds to seek revenge on the
Yankees. This group of Zealots continues to fight
even after the surrender of Lee, but is finally
convinced by their leader to surrender and swear
allegiance to the Union. Josie refuses, and
watches as his former comrades are gunned down
after their oath of allegiance. Josie escapes,
but not till he kills more than his share of the
Union troops. The rest of the film has a patrol
chasing Josie to bring him in. Along the way, he
encounters a wide range of colorful characters,
including an aging Indian chief played by Chief
Dan George, who is depicted accurately and with
compassion as someone as mistreated as Josie by
the US Government.
The thing that sets this film apart from other
Eastwood westerns is the fact that they give the
motivation for Eastwood's character, and justify
his high body count, and they develop all of the
supporting characters. Eastwood's love interest
is played by his then real -life girlfriend,
Sondra Locke, who also provides the exposure. She
is about to be gang raped by a gang of
miscreants, and there is a very brief flash of
one breast, then lengthier shots of her ample
posterior. The exposure is very nice for a PG
film. Although a little long, this film has much
going for it, including an Oscar-nominated score.
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Ornella Muti
Film festival, from TomCat and Johnny Web
TomCat and I seem to have something in common
besides Polish-speaking parents. We both are fans
of Ornella Muti. Here she is in two Eurofilms: La
Ragazza di Trieste (The Girl from Trieste, 1983),
and Un Posto Ideale per Uccidare (various names
in English-language versions, 1971). Un Posto was
one of her earliest screen appearances, but
featured only subtle nudity. Ornella is only 45
years old now, and has already acted in something
like 70 features, placing her in line for the
championship. (The highest number I know of in
the IMDB - 134 credits for some obscure guy named
Orson Welles. Gerard Depardieu has 116, and is
only 51 years old. Depardieu is feeling well
after his heart surgery, and will presumably
crush all contenders if he can stay healthy.
Hmmmm. Welles ... Depardieu ... is there a
natural advantage for 300 pounders? To Welles'
great credit, his 300 pounds never appeared
without being covered by several layers of
clothing. Wish we could say the same for his
French counterpart.
Ornella in "Trieste" (1, 2, 3) Ornella in
"Posto"
Uschi, from
Johnny Web
Everyone and his brother has done Kentucky
Fried Movie, so I just did the segment with Uschi
Digard's remarkable chest. Of course, pictures of
Uschi are not exactly as rare as the Honus Wagner
Tobacco Card. I think Pepper's Tit Queen site now
has something like 1200 pictures of Uschi!
(Pepper actually knows Uschi) The
Uschmeisterin
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Email Spam Humor Dear Friend.
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I don't know if you would be interested in
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A group of us is considering investing in a
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our intention to start rather small with about
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kittens each year; skins can be sold for about
twenty cents for the white ones and up to forty
cents for the black. This will give us twelve
million cat skins per year to sell at an average
price of around thirty-two cents, making revenue
about $3 million a year. This averages out to
about $10 thousand a day excluding Sundays and
holidays.
A good Mexican cat man can skin about fifty
cats per day at a wage of $3.15 a day. It will
take only 633 men to operate the ranch, so the
net profit would be over $8,200 per day.
Now, the cats would be fed on rats
exclusively. Rats multiply four times faster than
cats. We would start a rat ranch adjacent to our
cat ranch. If we started with a million rats, we
will have four rats per cat per day. The rats
will be fed on the carcasses of the cats we skin.
This will give each rat a quarter of cat per day.
You can see by this that the business is a clean
operation, self-supporting, and really automatic
throughout. The cats will eat the rats, and the
rats will eat the cats, and we will get the
skins.
Eventually, it is my hope to cross the cats
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skinning the cats as well as giving us two skins
per cat.
Let me know if you are interested. As you can
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May I hear from you at your earliest
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"YOU KNOW YOU'RE IN TEXAS WHEN..."
You no longer associate bridges (or rivers) with
water. You can say 110 degrees without fainting.
You eat hot chilies to cool your mouth off. You
can make instant sun tea. You learn that a seat
belt makes a pretty good branding iron. The
temperature drops below 95, you feel a bit
chilly. You discover that in July, it takes only
2 fingers to drive your car. You discover that
you can get a sunburn through your car window.
You notice the best parking place is determined
by shade instead of distance. Hot water now comes
out of both taps. It's noon in July, kids are on
summer vacation, and not one person is out on the
streets. You actually burn your hand opening the
car door. You break a sweat the instant you step
outside at 7:30 a.m. before work. No one would
dream of putting vinyl upholstery in a car or not
having air conditioning. Your biggest bicycle
wreck fear is, "What if I get knocked out
and end up lying on the pavement and cook to
death?" You realize that asphalt has a
liquid state.
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