Forgive my rambliness today. Quoting somebody famous ‘blogs are an awesome way to organize your thoughts’ so I’m hoping that some sort of structure will appear out of nowhere; but y’know.
Chronologically I guess. Mystic River. You know when you have a witty retort to those frequently asked questions like: ‘Have you dyed your hair- it looks darker’ in which my response would be ‘If I were to dye my hair I would like to think I wouldn’t just dye it a slightly darker shade than what it already was’. But anyway when people ask me what films I like I say ‘good films’.
Now, Mystic River is considered a ‘good’ film. But I hated it. It’s not a BAD film it’s just so deeply unoriginal and has so little to say. My logic is that you couldn’t find anybody in the world whose favourite film EVER was Mystic River because it’s nothing more than the sum of its parts. I’m not saying a film necessarily HAS to say something. Films like Waynes World (my second film of the day) are just completely idiotic but manage to relate to an audience on a personal, intimate level.
The only definition for the audience for Mystic River would be the Oscar academy guys. Its for sure isn’t for the poor people in Massachusetts who are actually affected by crime. If it were it wouldn’t be filled with overly sculpted and conceited speeches, plot twists and the like. Can I also just point out dear Mr. Eastwood a dramatic revelation works a lot better if you go through it WITH the characters otherwise the audience starts feeling like the characters are just stupid.
I’m not condemning clever speeches and filmmaking conventions but when you tie that up with something that is so sure of itself as realistic you get a contradiction. Film, and art in general, is by its very nature a lie. Darjeeling Limited (third film) is utterly absurd but still manages to convey the friendship of these three brothers painfully realistically. Wes Anderson does this not by creating realism in something that can only create the illusion of realism but by embracing the farce. The fact that there is a garish yellow (his favourite colour) in every shot in this film demonstrates Wes Anderson doesn’t want to remain hidden.
The emotional baggage of their father’s death is metaphorically represented, albeit somewhat clumsily, in the literal baggage their father gave to them when he died. If you think about it metaphors are highly unrealistic too. Take something without any correlation, I know this doesn’t work in this case, and impose meaning onto it. It doesn’t matter if it doesn’t make sense- a jellybean and the corruption of innocence, a mouldy chicken mcnugget and the impending doom of an immoral society. It’s a nonsensical convention but is used because its channels information quickly and efficiently. It allows the filmmaker to not have spell everything out for the audience- leave them with the satisfaction of ‘figuring it out themselves’. Visual information is just that much more effective than dialogue with a motive. That’s why Wes Andersons’ dialogue doesn’t make sense.