30.11.09

'THE NEW POSTMODERN WOMAN IN 'MUJERES AL BORDE DE UN ATAQUE DE NERVIOS'', by Patricia López Villalón


The irruption of Pedro Almodóvar in the 80's brought an internationally accepted icon of the new democratic and liberated Spain. But many reviewers had accused him of being acritical and ahistorical. Until his emergence as a filmmaker and with the exceptions of Luis Buñuel and Carlos Saura, most of the Spanish directors were immersed in the ghosts of the Civil War.

With his new postmodern frivolous comedies, Almodóvar was establishing a new model of auteur, breaking with the French traditional perception set up in the former decades. 'In the 50's and 60's, Spain experienced a kind of neo-realism which was far less sentimental than the Italian brand and far more ferocious and amusing. I’m talking about the films El cochecito and El pisito. It is a pity that the line has not been continued', said Almodóvar in 1986. He tried to do just this, but converting it into an original way of experiencing Spanish life, never avoiding the past but unifying the old and the new, tradition and modernity, and building, as a result, a skilful portrait of the society of the time and, specially, of its women.

Madrid, and, in general, the big city is seen as the ideal development place for this new woman. Madrid itself represents the traces of time and history in its buildings, its streets and its people. So there is no need to talk about past anymore, since it is inherent to everyday stories.

Precisely, the Spanish director starts from a Francoist idea about relationships: the woman frustrated as a wife, lover or mother becomes a matriarch, harridan, or hysteric. So she is condemned to solitude, which is the price of liberty. However, we soon notice it is not a bitter solitude anymore: women can now look for a sense in their own. But first, Carmen Maura, as Pepa, has to get rid of the Francoist-style machismo (misogyny) that Iván (Fernando Guillén) shows in his relationships with women, which, this way, become battles of the sexes.


Like many other Spanish directors before him, Almodóvar writes his scripts and outlines his characters following the internalized tradition of Spanish black humour, esperpento, defined and developed by Spain's greatest modern author, Ramón María del Valle-Inclán (1866-1936). In his masterpiece Luces de Bohemia, his alter ego Max Estrella states 'The tragic sense of life can be rendered only through an aesthetic that is systematically deformed' because 'Spain is a grotesque deformation of European civilisation'.

Esperpento points out to the absurdly anomalous abyss between Spain’s magnificent tradition and its tough reality. Almodóvar, however, reinvents this sort of humour in a very postmodern style, turning it to an optimistic, humanized, way of living modern life. This is particularly remarkable in her female characters. While esperpento tradition regards people as mere human marionettes, exposed to misunderstandings and confusion, women in Mujeres al borde… still find a way out to that chaos, unlike the plain, simple male characters that remain incapable to evolve.

In Luces de Bohemia, nobody seems to care about anyone and everything, even death, looks insignificant. That is what Mujeres suggested at the beginning but, on the contrary, Almodóvar's women are the only ones having compassion and giving real support and understanding to the others, while men still think selfishly.

Even evil female characters are deeper, and the director portrays them as heroines out of a Spanish Golden Age picaresque novel: they do not deserve any compassion. Once more, the "Spanishness" behind Almodóvar’s depiction of the new liberated woman (but still suffering the consequences of the immediate previous period) makes misfortune look tragicomic. 'Spain is an absurd country', wrote Ganivet. 'Absurdity is its nerve and mainstay. Its turn to prudence will denote its end'.

'ALMODÓVAR AND WOMEN DURING FRANCOISM', by Patricia López Villalón

Spain is still a divided country. Not only directly because of the rupture the Civil War (1936-1939) produced in Spaniards' consciousness, but also because of the consequences it brought to every single aspect of their lives. The hegemony of the Catholic Church teaching model during the forty years of Franco's regime spread a distorted image about gender, positioning females as second class citizens and creating a sensation of guiltiness related to sexuality. Almodóvar will invert this Catholic ideological pattern through irony in his films to establish a harsh criticism.

Sexual ambiguity under Francoism was unthinkable and, therefore, fought. The clash between the then considered male attitudes and the figure of a woman, for instance, was solved underlining "feminine" qualities, and vice versa. The radical separation between sexes and the rarefying of social and sexual relationships (the popular dichotomy ‘a woman is a virgin or a whore’ – love separated from sex - is especially significant) led to the materialization of anxieties and complexes also illustrated in cinema. The "sexy Spanish comedy" of the 70’s depicted the typical Iberian macho, perpetually horny and agitated with the idea of having sex at any expense. Of course, he never succeeded, in line with the deep conservatism nature of these films.

From the early 50's on, progress and material development forced a moral and mental change in Spain, but all it provoked was a superficial modernization. Flamenco idol Manolo Escobar affirmed in the hit movie Pero… ¡en qué país vivimos! (1967): ‘If you ask me, a woman who doesn’t go into the kitchen, doesn’t sew and doesn’t even pray isn’t a woman… She’s a Civil Guard.’ According to the historians Carr and Fusi, ‘by the 70’s Spain had become a curious mixture of traditional – largely Catholic - values and the behaviour thought prosper for a consumer society.’ Despite economic achievements, Spaniards were still different.
By the death of the "Caudillo", in 1975, the "sleeping" Spain became noticeable, and dual dynamics begun to rule the country. The negotiated nature of the Spanish democratic transition resulted in politicians from the dictatorship overlying with those who started working in that lapse of time. Gender roles were renovated, but the old mentality died hard: transformations were more realistic in legislation that in ordinary life. And not to mention the power Catholic Church theoretically lost but actually maintains at least in the popular imaginary. This way, altogether with its historical economic sub-development, Spain is swallowed in a cultural and social set of incongruities from which, with his unique subversive vision, Pedro Almodóvar cannot (or do not wish to) escape.

'WOMEN ON THE VERGE OF A NERVOUS BREAKDOWN' TRAILER

It's a romance, but it's not about love.
It's a comedy, but not everyone's laughing.
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WOMEN ON THE VERGE OF A NERVOUS BREAKDOWN

From internationally acclaimed filmmaker Pedro Almodóvar comes a deliriously deranged comedy that follows no rules.

MUJERES AL BORDE DE UN ATAQUE DE NERVIOS,
by Pedro Almodóvar (1988)
December 2, 4pm
Lille Auditorium (Room 234)
Danish School of Journalism

24.11.09

'A PASSIONATE LOOK INTO THE HISTORY OF A LARGER-THAN-LIFE CHANTEUSE', by Naouel Abbadi

La Môme tells the life story of legendary French songstress Edith Piaf, how her youth influenced her reckless adulthood and how it all led to her place as one of France's most enduring symbols.

She was not an ordinary singer. She lived her life at a fever pitch, driven by demons from her horrific childhood, and cruel twists of fate that together drove her to an early grave.

No ordinary bio-pic would do to capture the essence of what Piaf was. One of the film's saving graces is the music of Piaf used whole or re-recorded to mold and propel the story.

The film stars Marion Cotillard who, as the 'Little Sparrow', delivers a vigorous performance. She plays Piaf from vibrant adolescence to her frail, but no less vivid, forties. The impudence, the pride, the wariness are all there. When she puts her hands on her hips and begins to lip-synch to Piaf's voice, she is channeling more than the gestures, she is living the entire life of the singer.

Olivier Dahan knows here his redemption by revealing the creative strength of a visionary which we did not suspect him. By his complex editing and in great delicacy, and his incredible sense of stage, he makes us attend the revival of a popular cinema which we considered lost.

Through a fate more incredible than a novel, discover the soul of an artist and the heart of a woman. Strict, intense, fragile and indestructible, devoted to her art until the sacrifice, Edith Piaf is the most immortal of singers.

'LA MôME' FLYER


A work. Personal and intimist. Tragic and romantic. Popular and universal. In a word: magnifique! Ne regretez rien and come to join us, come to meet a myth, a staggering star. Here is the most immortal of singers...



LA MôME, by Olivier Dahan (2007)

November 25, 4pm

Lille Auditorium (Room 234)

Danish School of Journalism

15.11.09

'MONSOON WEDDING' (2001). INVITE, by Rashmi Vasudeva

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This Wednesday evening you are invited to take part in a lush, colourful big bad fat Indian wedding. Hooting, cheering, dancing, and booing is most welcome. Like a typical Indian dish, Mira Nair's acclaimed 2001 movie Monsoon Wedding has several ingredients - family intrigue, sexual politics, wry humour and quirky characters - which all slosh into each other to make quite a palatable treat. What's more, there is just that right sprinkling of Bollywood masala over it, so that despite its serious undertones, it is a true-blue feel-good Bollywood movie at heart.

Decidedly a film made with Indian sensibilities for an international audience, Monsoon Wedding chronicles all the little banters, anxieties, loves, hatreds and jealousies that spring up when families get together to celebrate a grand wedding. It is an honest film that explores the grey side of Indian family life and its eccentricities while taking care to be true to the genuinely warm culture and undercurrents of strong bonding that is typical of such large Indian (specifically Punjabi - North-Western and some parts of North Indian -) families.

It is monsoon and rains, which are a symbol of rejuvenation and hope in India, only add atmosphere to Delhi's many crowded alleys and huge bungalows - the setting for the movie. Members of an extended Punjabi family from all over the globe arrive to take part in the arranged marriage. Amidst hectic preparations, family skeletons fall out of the cupboard, old rivalries resurface and new loves are discovered. All in the span of a week or so. The skillful director has managed to extract realistic performances from all the artists, especially veterans like Naseeruddin Shah, who plays the father of the bride, to the crude but adorable marigold-munching wedding contractor P. K. Dubey, played superbly by Vijay Raaz.

The vitality of Indian weddings and the live-life-kingsize philosophy associated with the Punjabi race is portrayed quite naturally and they are juxtaposed with some ugly secrets that indeed might be discovered in any family. And that really is the secret of this movie's success. It manages to draw in the audience right from the start and makes you feel part of the proceedings. Plus, the music is extremely hummable.

So come along to the wedding this Wednesday and be sure to do the Balle! Balle!

MONSOON WEDDING, by Mira Nair (2001)
November 18, 4pm

Lille Auditorium (Room 234)

Danish School of Journalism

9.11.09

MAKING OF 'ALICE'. Marco Martins' comments

In Alice, I wanted to explore the idea of obsession and I wanted to change for once and for all the idea of Lisbon as an old-fashioned city. That is why I created Mario, someone who lost his daughter (the main character but, at the same time, absent from the whole movie) and who, feeling powerless to react in a world that seems to be giving up, designs a parallel way of living, apart from the society that surrounds him.
It is, therefore, between Mario and the city that most of the film dialogues are established, silent and mysterious dialogues. In the evening, once back home, we observe in his footage the anonymous crowd, in its slow and blurred pace, and we no longer know if those images are real or just a creation of Mario's fantasy - one face after another, one day after the other.
The city becomes a place of abstraction where Mario tries to hang on to the image of the missing child, the image of that blue dress that will haunt him forever.

'ALICE' (2005). REVIEW, by Sofia Cerqueira

Join the solitary journey of a father looking for a missing child. Alice's plot might be written in one line but no words would be enough to describe the twirled emotions one will share once we jump into the obsessive and heart-breaking journey of Mario, a normal guy from Lisbon, looking for his 4-year old girl.

Every day, Mario repeats the exact same routine he did the day he lost Alice. Then he collects the several tapes he has placed all over the city, which he scans methodically, in order to catch a glimpse of his missing daughter. Through his mechanical actions, we are dragged down into a spiral of grief, anxiety and despair, among a city that ignores the dramas of its individuals, absorbed by the pointless routine of modern lives.

Alice casts a grey and slow-paced perspective over Lisbon, filmed as it has never been filmed before. Few words, sublime acting, beautiful photography and heart-touching music (composed by the Portuguese pianist Bernardo Sassetti) complete this nostalgic and powerful portrait of a man shattered by the overwhelming feeling of loss.

The debut work of the young director Marco Martins clearly raised the bar in the Portuguese movie scene, with its perfection when it comes to film-making, conquering audiences in Cannes festival and several other contests. A must-see, that will certainly touch even the coldest hearts.


ALICE, by Marco Martins (2005)

November 11, 4pm

Lille Auditorium (Room 234)

Danish School of Journalism

2.11.09

We're going on HOLIDAYS!

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BLACK&WHITE will be closed for holidays during this week. But we will be back with the skates on in November 11 to offer you the sublime portuguese drama Alice.


Thanks for being there week after week!! Vi ses!