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Caravaggio (1986, Derek Jarman)
Strange little movie. Most of the time too much in love with its own artiness, but I'd say the result is more watchable than not. It will certainly offer a "cleansing of the palate" for those accustomed to more standard fare.
The text is very good (excesses notwithstanding), albeit strictly "literary", declamatory (I'm referring to Caravaggio's voice-over, which forms a good part of the text; the dialogues are properly colloquial).
I really like how Jarman made the palpable scarcity of resources a strength (no exteriors, bare backgrounds, which makes the movie at times feel like a play - it's also a nice nod to Caravaggio's paintings, where human figures are always at the center, surrounded either by darkness or undefined backgrounds).
I also liked how the movie progressively gets more unhinged in respect to chronology (when one of the characters started making sums in his pocket calculator I actually laughed out loud). It only gets better from there.
Photography is spectacular, given its aim: to reproduce the feel of a Caravaggio painting. Flawless execution in that department. Watch out for Tilda Swinton's first appearance in the movies (Sean Bean, of LoTR fame, is also in this, as one of Caravaggio's love interests).
This is not a biopic; it feels more like a meditation or essay, using startling visuals and a loose sequence of events. In the end, I think I like this type of take more than your run of the mill biopic a la "Walk The Line" or "Ray". But it's not the type of movie with iconic sequences which bear repeated viewings. Lovely, lovely compositions, though.
(I now this wasn't "terse", but terseness wouldn't do here. Although, this being Barbelith, I guess I could have shouted "Sean Bean's arse!" and be done with it.) |
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