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"I've found an idea for a novel," a Godard character once announced. "Not to write the life of a man, but only life, life itself. What there is between people, space . . . sound and colors." His words might serve as Denis's manifesto. Her transposition of Herman Melville's novella Billy Budd to a French Foreign Legion post on the Horn of Africa is a mosaic of pulverized shards. Every cut in Beau Travail is a small, gorgeously explosive shock.
Denis's main principle is kinesthetic immersion. A former French colonial who spent part of her childhood in Djibouti, she introduces her material with a pan along a crumbling wall mural, accompanied by the legionnaire anthem; this is followed by close-ups of the soldiers dancing with their sultry African dream girlsa vision of sexual glory accentuated by the flashing Christmas lights that constitute the minimalist disco decorand then by images of the shirtless recruits exercising in the heat of the day to excerpts from Benjamin Britten's Billy Budd oratorio.
The God of Day Had Gone Down Upon Him
A film by Stan Brakhage
The Filth and the Fury
Directed by Julien Temple
A Fine Line Features release
At Film Forum
The filmmaker's style is naturally hieroglyphic. There is little dialogue, and although Beau Travail feels present-tense, it is actually an extended first-person flashback. Denis puts her version of the Melville tale of the "handsome sailor" martyred by an evil superior in the villain's mouth. The movie is narrated by the ex-sergeant Galoup (Denis Lavant), after he has been expelled from the Legion for his mistreatment of the popular and gung-ho recruit Sentain (Grégorie Colin). Short and bandy-legged, with odd aquatic features and a face like a Tom Waits song, Lavant's Galoup is a figure of pathos. The Legion, if not the legionnaire, he loved is lost to him.
Time drifts, memories flicker. Beau Travail is the recollection of elemental pleasure. The recruits drill under the sun or scramble around the empty fort, when they are not skin diving or performing tai chi. The heat, the disco, the golden beaches, and the turquoise sea suggest a weird sort of Club Med. Apparently crucial to their basic training is the ability to iron a perfect uniform crease. Forestier (Michel Subor), the commanding officer, is fond of chewing the local narcotic, qat. "If it wasn't for fornication and blood we wouldn't be here," he tells someone.
Sentain rescues a downed helicopter pilot and Forestier takes a liking to him, further feeding Galoup's jealousy. The sergeant orchestrates a situation to destroy Sentain, bringing the recruits to a barren strip of the coast for some character-building convict work, digging a purposeless road or doing their exercises at high noon. (The locals impassively watch these peculiar antics, modernistic hug-fests that might have been choreographed by Martha Graham.) The movie turns wildly homoerotic. Egged on by Galoup, and Britten's incantatory music, these legionnaires are exalted in their minds. Finally, but without overt cause, Galoup and Sentain stage a one-on-one bare-chested face-off, circling each other on a rocky coast with Britten's oratorio soaring.
In its hypnotic ritual, Beau Travail suggests a John Ford cavalry western interpreted by Marguerite DurasGaloup always has time to scribble his obsessions in a diary. As in Billy Budd, the sergeant suckers the enlisted man into the fatal mistake of slugging him. (Typically, the filmmaker handles this crucial incident in four quick shots.) But, unlike Melville, Denis has no particular interest in Christian allegory. She distills Melville's story to its existential essence. A final visit to the disco finds Galoup flailing out against the prison of self, dancing alone to the Europop rhythm of the night.
Like Denis's previous films, I Can't Sleep and Nénette and Boni, her latest is a mysterious mix of artful deliberation and documentary spontaneity. To watch it is to wonder about the process. Are her often elaborate shots generated by the scenes she's set up? Does she find her structure in the editing room? One thing's for sure, along with her regular cinematographer, Agnes Godard, Denis always opts for beauty. Beau Travail indeed.
Denis's fluid impressionism recalls the virtuoso short filmsCastro Street and Valentin de las Sierrasmade by California avant-gardist Bruce Baillie in the late '60s. The master of such lyrical montage is, of course, Stan Brakhage, who, after a number of years of painting on film and having apparently recovered from a serious illness, premieres his first long, fully photographic work since the early '90s this Saturday at Millennium.
The return to photography brings with it a return, however painterly, to narrative. The God of Day Had Gone Down Upon Him takes the form of a short sea voyage to some scarcely populated land. There are mountains visible in a flat Chinese perspective, but Brakhage never gets very far from the beach. For the better part of an hour, his camera contemplates a range of floating organismsfrom seaweed and leaves to seals and (distant) kayaksor, more often, the rolling surf. The film has a slight stutter-step progression, a reminder perhaps that memory is integral to perception.
Brakhage is always rediscovering creation. His main interest here is the quality of light reflected on water. Some shots manage a half-dozen distinct shades of blue. Others show the surface of the sea as a startling Monet-like pattern of purple and pink. There are no superimpositions and only one brief passage involving a distorting lens. When Brakhage wants to break the spell he introduces a sudden abstracting effecta full-frame burst of bright red leaves or the striated symmetry produced by rapid panning.
The film's title (taken from David Copperfield) and Brakhage's notes suggest that it is a melancholy reverie on mortality; the result, however, is quietly ecstatic.
Julien Temple's The Filth and the Fury feels familiar and it isthe third feature-length documentary on the rise and fall of the Sex Pistols (in addition to Alex Cox's estimable Sid Vicious biopic Sid and Nancy) and the second by Temple. The filmmaker might be accused of preaching to the choir were the story not so compelling and the performances so strong. Twenty-three years have scarcely dulled the frisson of Johnny Rotten's "Anarchy in the U.K."
Alternating between appreciation and analysis, Temple links the advent of British punk rock to the prole confusion of the mid '70s, using urban riot footage to set the scene: "The Sex Pistols should have happened and did," the voiceover announces. Managed by the self-proclaimed Situationist Malcolm McLaren, the band inspired more public antipathy in less time than any act in pop history. The movie's title is taken from the tabloid headline the morning after their fabulously profane and insulting debut on British TV.
The Filth and the Fury has a proudly cruddy look, and it's filled with what the Situationists called détournement ("the integration of present or past artistic production into a superior construction"). Temple incorporates grainy Super-8 performance footage as well as cartoons from The Great Rock'n'Roll Swindle and American concert material from Lech Kowalski's still scary D.O.A. Repeatedly, he juxtaposes Johnny Rotten with images of Laurence Olivier's over-the-top Richard III. Suddenly, Rotten's hunchback stance and hilarious wide-eyed smirk have a classical pedigree.
Temple also places the Sex Pistols in the context of low comics like Norman Wisdom and Benny Hill. "There's a sense of comedy in the English," the present-day former Rotten muses. True enough, although more might have been made of the singer's Irish background. The gleeful glint of madness in Rotten's taunting performances goes well beyond vulgar pratfallas does his sometimes sentimental moralizing. Indeed, he all but delivers a punk version of "Danny Boy" when, tearfully recalling the pathetic tale of Sid Vicious, he tells Temple that "only the fakes survive."
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