Daily notes 2011-05/06
Currently watching: Distant Voices, Still Lives
6 minutes and darned impressive. Bleeding with emotion and making me wonder if Davies will be wholly about nostalgia. So far this, his short film Children, Of Time and the City and The House of Mirth seem to be obsessed with the past.
Funny, when Postlethwaite died, I don’t recall anybody mentioned this “blistering” performance.
Re-watched: The House of Mirth
In that silly ponderous post I made about the film, I noted that I do not think Davies “spoke the language of film.” I really mean it. And as I look down at these pictures I am reminded of just how proficiently and rapturously Ikuhara does speak that language. Everything comes from feeling and is unbridled.
Currently watching: The Passion of Ayn Rand
Today I also re-watched Terence Davies’ The House of Mirth, starring Stoltz at the very same time (end of the millenium). I do like him but feel like he gives us a great deal of internalizing – there could be something extraordinary beneath the surface. But I’m getting tired of this anticipation and would simply like his potential greatness to shine… has it? Have I missed it? I’m sorry to say that I fear I am overestimating him. Even if I am, I still enjoy him very much and would love to cast him.
And of course, the rest of this cast is rather dreamy. This was a TV-movie directed by Christopher Menaul whom you may remember from Prime Suspect 1. The combination of he, Ilyena and television appear to be incapable of disappointing.
And the music seems to be comprised of b-sides from the soundtrack to Glengarry Glen Ross.
Look – even here he’s internalizing.
Re-watching: Howard’s End
Currently reading the book. The plight of our Mr. Leonard Bast has touched a nerve. I think, though, that the film is failing to illustrate his terrible desperation of abject poverty, which would only heighten the melodrama (which I’d like, of course). “Leonard tried to pull out the fragments of glass, and cut his fingers and swore again. A drop of blood fell on the frame, another followed, spilling over on to the exposed photograph. He swore more vigorously, and dashed into the kitchen, where he bathed his hands. The kitchen was the same size as the sitting-room; through it was a bedroom. This completed his home.” Bast tries to be artistically minded, but… “There had always been something to worry him ever since he could remember, always something that distracted him in the pursuit of beauty.” The film, I repeat, takes romantic license with Bast.
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