…and it looks like this:
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…and it looks like this:
From the same year, “1984”, a short film by Czech artist Jiri Sozansky.
Director: Ben Wheatley
Writers: Amy Jump & Ben Wheatley
Cast: Tom Hiddleston, Sienna Miller, Jeremy Irons, Luke Evans, Elizabeth Moss
A magnificent adaptation of J.G. Ballard’s cooly savage, satirical novel, Ben Wheatley’s “High-Rise” is gruesomely faithful to Ballard’s acerbic view of humanity, how some of us try to separate ourselves from rest of the common herd via status symbols, titles and privilege, with all the accompanying props and regalia.
Is it Darwinian? Evidence of Dawkins’ “selfish gene”? Why are there men and women among us who insist on appropriating for themselves far more than they are due, stealing resources and opportunities from those far more deserving?
Dr. Robert Laing (Tom Hiddleston) arrives at the city’s latest mega-project, five towers in various stages of completion encircling a massive parking complex. It is a colossal development that will eventually house thousands of people in efficient, state of the art comfort. Laing takes possession of an apartment about halfway up the high-rise, which places him in a unique position between the lower floors (occupied by the less affluent) and the television personalities and movie stars living in the exalted, upper realms of the structure.
It doesn’t take long before the two factions are vying for access to the services and functions the high-rise provides…especially once the power outages and food shortages commence and people take it upon themselves to secure the necessities of life. Within three months, the residents of the building are existing in squalor, fighting and killing over scraps, separated into various clans and societies living within uneasy proximity to each other, any small spark or conflict leading to bloody raids and reprisals.
Hiddleston’s performance as Robert Laing is thoughtful, nuanced, the mental and moral disintegration of his character nicely played. Sienna Miller is a smouldering, erotic presence on-screen: her portrayal of the vampish Charlotte is a high point. A pleasure to see Jeremy Irons, as always, and he imbues the role of Royal, the Architect, with a delightful sense of menace.
Well-scripted, visually striking, this is director Wheatley’s most well-rounded and accomplished film to date and I predict, like “Fight Club”, “Donnie Darko” and “Eraserhead”, “High-Rise” will only grow in stature in years to come, eventually acquiring “cult” status.
The movie pitilessly dissects the social evils that have accompanied our drive to technologically remove ourselves from interaction with nature, the outside world, even our next door neighbours. Modern life has created a hedonistic, consumerist mindset that puts little stock in inter-personal relationships, the ties that bind, and instead insists that we sequester ourselves in our own safe, personal space, a sanctuary we ferociously defend against all interlopers, while hysterically invoking our God-given right to “stand our ground”.
“High-Rise” might seem fanciful to some, a dystopic, far-fetched, blood-soaked parable. That doesn’t do justice to Ballard’s cruel genius or Ben Wheatley’s enviable abilities as a film-maker. Those seeking the safety of fantasy and escapism will not find much of either in evidence in “High-Rise”. Instead we are reminded of the thin-ness of the veneer surrounding civilization and how quickly the trappings of civil society melt away in times of tribulation and want.
“Whatever the result of a war where every man is enemy to every man, also a result of a time when men live without other security than what their own strength and their own capacity to invent their give. In such a state, there is no room for a strenuous activity, because the fruit thereof is uncertain: and consequently no culture of the earth, no navigation, no use of imported goods by sea, no building suitable for any device move or lift things as require much force, no knowledge of the earth’s surface, no measurement of time, no arts, no letters, no society, and, worst of all, constant fear, and danger of violent death and life of man is solitary, poor, nasty, brutish and short…”
“High-Rise” is currently playing at the Broadway Theatre in Saskatoon. Click here for show times.
“Visual style is never an end in itself, and it cannot be ultimately defended except as it relates to a director’s taste and sensibility. Any visual style can be mechanically reproduced, but without the linkage to a directorial personality, the effect is indeed mechanical.”
“Everyday life, as such, seldom appears in Sternberg’s cinema. His characters generally make their entrance at a moment in their lives when there is no tomorrow. Knowingly or unknowingly, they have reached the end or the bottom, but they will struggle a short time longer, about ninety minutes of screen time, to discover the truth about themselves and those they love.”
Andrew Sarris, The American Cinema
Director: Yorgos Lanthimos
Writer(s): Efthymis Filippou and Yorgos Lanthimos
Cast: Colin Farrell, Rachel Weisz, Lea Seydoux, John C. Reilly, Ashley Jensen
Don’t get me wrong, I genuinely liked “The Lobster”.
Love the notion of an alt-reality where being single is a crime against society and I think director Lanthimos and his co-scenarist have presented us with an original and entertaining motion picture. What can you say about a movie that opens with a woman emerging from her vehicle, stalking into a field and shooting a grazing donkey dead? The gesture seems vicious, insane…until about twenty minutes later when you begin to get an inkling of the depth of her pain and misery.
The film is courageously underplayed—Colin Farrell is restrained, almost monotonic—plot bends and twists introduced matter-of-factly, routinely. The single people residing at the Hotel have forty-five days to find a compatible life partner or else…well, no spoilers, let’s just say the consequences are pretty dire. But there is a third option, escaping into the surrounding woods, joining up with a band of renegades whose numbers are constantly being thinned by the relentless “hunters” (Hotel guests, armed with potent tranquilizer guns).
There’s something wonderfully absurd and, frankly, a bit unnatural about the whole thing. I mean, the escapees in the forest look awfully clean and well turned out, and even after weeks on the run, living rough, Colin Farrell doesn’t lose any of his belly flab. About halfway through the film the hunt just stops, no explanation, and the forest dwellers are free to wander about without concern or dance to the electropop thumping from their ear buds.
Yes, but it’s satire, isn’t it, dark comedy. It must be: I laughed and certainly the audience around me giggled and tittered at various points. This isn’t supposed to be 1984 (although Farrell is housed in “room 101”) and Lanthimos is not ladling on the morality and significance. To me, the director is less interested in world-building than he is exploring the notion of enduring love, a passion and fidelity that can survive time and temptation, the anxieties and stresses of modern life.
Is true love conceivable or possible for everyone? Do all of us require companionship, is that a prerequisite for happiness? Who says so? Yorgos Lanthimos shows us that even in an autocratic dystopia, some rebel souls will always insist on their right to be alone. I suppose it’s meant to be a reassuring message, a paean to individuality but, as with most satire, any revelations are costly and even if you think you’ve escaped unscathed, always make certain you check for blood. Funny how the smallest cuts bleed the most…
“The Lobster” is currently playing at the Roxy Theatre, Saskatoon. Check their website for dates and times.
The on-line site Hollywood North, a virtual magazine devoted to all things relating to Canadian movie-making, has just posted (in two parts) my feature essay on controversial Quebecois director, Alain Marchant.
You’ll find the article here, with a link to Part II at the bottom.
Make sure you seek out the films of this eccentric, maverick director, our own homegrown version of Lars von Trier.
(Andrew Sarris, The American Cinema)