Showing posts with label Films. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Films. Show all posts

1/15/15

A few thoughts on Frank (2014)


"What truth can you as an actor tell with a mask that you can't tell with your face?"
                                                                       -Stephen Colbert, The Colbert Report

I was rather leery of seeing Frank. I watched Colbert's interview with Michael Fassbender (whose mask above is shattered and to whom the above question is posed) and heard the make-shift band of the film perform "I Love You All," which I did not initially care for. However, seeing the lifeless eyes of the Frank mask on Netflix as I logged in drew me towards the film. What was it about acting behind this mask that worked for Fassbender, who claimed to have loved acting behind it? What was it about that song that kept me thinking about the interview and the tune itself that I had to see it?

At its heart, Frank is a film about mental illness and the mask that we as a society ask those with among us mental illness to wear. Frank the character is able to cope, to survive, because he's made every sacrifice to live beneath the mask. He's stopped eating solid foods and, based on the frequent description of his facially moves beneath it, he has ceded much of who is to the mask because, without it, the world is simply too much for him to deal with as a result of his illness. Jon, played by Domhnall Gleason, knows about Frank's mental illness in an objective but when finally frustrated with its emergence while at South by Southwest, Jon attacks Frank for wearing it, causing him to run into the street, be hit by a car, and then run off with his mask left behind.

The mask and the other members of the band Soronprfbs are a necessary wall of ambivalence around Frank, gathered not so they could protect him but so they he could utilize their lack of ambition as a safe-guard against exposing his mental illness. It is not Jon's attempt to remove the mask that leads to Frank's breakdown: it is Jon's addition to the band at all. One has to wonder if Frank had some idea of what he was doing.

The film also asks what the source of creativity is. With the mask on, Frank finds inspiration in all things and is able to channel that inspiration into music. Without the mask, in his parents' home, Frank stands by the radio, still finding the inspiration, but upon sitting at the piano, nothing comes. As the mask of mental illness has cracked, Frank feels he is unable to create, regardless of what moves him.

There is some redemption for Jon and some good hope for Frank in the end, however: by rejoining his band mates playing for no one at all, he is able to see that he can still create, still use the world around him to inspire him to write lyrics and sing. Jon leaves them well enough alone, walking away without a word at the end, understanding finally that Frank is best when surround by the creativity he seeks but safer when away from the stardom he feels Frank deserves. Frank is content to play forever in this place, as are his colleagues.

So, the original question, which was posed by Colbert as based off an Oscar Wilde quote, "Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth," asked Fassbender to consider what he as an actor felt the mask provided him. Fassbender jokes about it, saying it got him away from working, but I think the answer would have been too nuanced for the few minutes Colbert's show provides.

Acting when your facial expressions are not visible must be quite difficult, no doubt, but perhaps the truth to be known here is more about Frank's change from avant-garde genius to anguished recluse. I am curious how Fassbender portrayed this. His acting is no doubt amazing in the film and is certainly one reason to see it.

I am very curious about Colbert's question. I wish I were capable of answering but never having acted in my life, I am out of my element here.

12/3/13

Permutational Aesthetics and David Lynch's Mulholland Drive

Previous posts on permutational aesthetics: Dreams of an Ideal Life; Dwelling, Regret and Permutational Art

Surrealists have been living and dying on Gerard de Nerval's opening to Aurelia: "Our dreams are a second life." It is a concept so central to surrealism that one can hardly contemplate escaping it. What happens when one falls asleep is the essential makeup of any surrealist work and nowhere more than in the films of David Lynch. If Ashbery can be considered the offspring of poetic surrealism (a highly debatable claim) then Lynch is at the epicenter of contemporary surrealism, perhaps even globally.

Basically all of Lynch's screen work has dealt in dreams, even the outlier The Straight Story, which is about a man's journey to see a dying relative. Even in that work, Lynch's strange Americana is depicted and the very plot of the story seems like a dream experiment, riding a tractor for great distances in an attempt to see someone before they pass. However, the work most exemplary of surrealism and permutational aesthetics must be 2001's Mulholland Drive, a strange nightmare that covers over unpleasant activities in the waking life.

In the first part of the film, we meet the doe-eyed Betty, a young actress who is passed over for her shot at stardom due to the underground activities of a mysterious man (played by Michael Anderson, Lynch's Man from Another Place in Twin Peaks) and his representatives (one of whom is Lynch's dreamy composer, Angelo Badalamenti). In the cryptic repetition of the line "This is the girl," the director (played by Justin Theroux) is forced to take on an actress for the role that he does not want. In fact, he looks longingly at Betty when she is in the studio but cannot pick her due to the direct threats he is up against. Everything is falling apart for this fellow.

The other part, of course, is the finding of the amnesiac Rita who accidentally makes her way into the home that Betty has kindly been lent by her aunt. Rita is the survivor of a car accident but cannot remember said accident or much of anything, in fact. Betty takes the ailing Rita in and the two eventually become lovers and things are going magically well for Betty, despite her not getting the role she was destined for and whatever horrible things happen to those around her (the poor director finds his wife in bed with Billy Ray Cyrus, which is horrible for everyone; two men in a diner discuss a nightmare scenario actually going on in the film and one ends up dying!).

Of course, the whole thing is a sham: this is desperate actress Diane's reconstructed dream world wherein she is the innocent and well-meaning young hopeful (which she probably was at some point before being corrupted by the horrid ways of Hollywood) and where Rita is nursed back to health rather than killed off for jilting the madly in love Diane.

After Betty and Rita open the blue box, the film shifts and we see what has really been going on: Diane has her lover killed, not only for leaving her for the director (who for whatever reason is forgiven by the dreaming Diane- remember that he is being threatened by cowboys and Billy Ray Cyrus punches him), but also for being "the girl" that gets the role she not only covets but feels is rightly hers. The man she hires, who is hilariously incompetent in her dreamworld (having to kill a second person because he accidentally fires a gun while attempting to make another hit appear to be a suicide), hands her a blue key which makes its way into her dream reconstruction.

In fact, many elements make their way into her dream: the cowboy, the random woman who is the aunt (which is similar to a scene in Twin Peaks where Donna goes to a home, only to find a different interior with someone different living there with the same name), as well as various objects which are too numerous to mention. Of course, in the dream, everything is idealized but reality has a way of sneaking through. Her real name is given to a waitress from whom the waking Diane stole her dream name. They see a dead bloated body in  what we come to realize is waking Diane's apartment and clearly her body at the end when Diane can no longer live with her actions.

In hiring someone to kill her lover, Diane creates an escape in her dreamworld from the horrors of her waking life. Lynch, of course, wants the viewer to believe that the dream life is real (even though the beginning is so clearly a dream) until he washes it away by sucking Betty out of it but one can never quite escape reality, in dreams or in art, and Lynch plays on this duality throughout the film by breaking down the barriers of Diane's dream for Betty to discover. Dreams may be the second life but the first life has its place among the ephemera of the constructed existence and ultimately this causes Diane to not only awaken but leads her to take her own life.

This is naturally at the heart of permutational art. Arts allows us, in an external form, to recreate idealized versions of past events. In Diane's case, she creates a permutation in her dream to deal with the issues she is naturally dwelling on in her waking life (her lover, her career, etc.). It makes sense that by the time one hires an assassin, one has spent an inordinate amount of time dwelling on the slights and wrong-doings one feels has been done to them like Montresor in "The Cask of Amontillado." Diane, of course, must re-enter reality with the evidence of what she has done when she finds the blue key left by her hired killer on the coffee table. It seems he is much more capable in real life, much to dreaming Diane's consternation. Any hope that Camilla might be alive vanishes and ultimately, Diane cannot live with her actions. The idealized dream life seems to make the situation worse as Diane contemplates the alternate stream of existence that she created.

It seems more and more as if the event of Camilla's death occurs the same night Diane sleeps and dreams this dream. Her dream life attempts to worm its way out of the act of murder that she has set in motion. She hopes that Camilla survives but wakes to find she has not, but not because she does not want her dead but rather because she does not want to be the cause of her death. The guilt ultimately is overwhelming for Diane and while an escape back into the dream construction could have made a perfectly reasonable ending, for Lynch, there is only one way out.

2/18/11

Dwelling, Regret, Permutational Art

(N.B. I wrote this for a class last semester. It was rejected. I kind of like the idea still and I figure my own blog cannot reject me, no matter how wrong I am. Sorry for any layout errors, I copy and pasted. As a result, the foot/endnotes don't worry- they are trying to link to the original document for some reason.)
When Johannes Göransson came to my class to discuss A New Quarantine Will Take My Place, one of my students asked him if he hated the world and what his relationship with his parents was like. As the teacher who invited Johannes, I was a bit embarrassed. However, if the student felt the need to ask those questions, there must have been something that came up in the text for her. After that point, when discussing students’ poems, I have done my best to push them away from asking those kinds personal of questions because initially did not want them to feel limit the scope of their discussion. I have gone to the measure of acting as though the author is not in the room during the first read. Now, at the students’ insistence, they are getting poems for workshop a few days in advance, forcing them to come up with their own interpretation before they even hear the author read their poem.
It is ultimately foolish, however, to tell my students to remove biographical inquiry from their toolbox. With poems in general, sometimes whatever key it takes to get into them is a necessary item to have, even when that key requires you to look beyond the page. Is it possible to read the Dream Songs without knowing a bit about John Berryman? No. Although, I do admit biographical context is itself a problematic method for understanding poetry. But while the New Critics would say that one should not look beyond the page and that the work should stand by itself, I think a contextual approach ultimately allows readers to understand a work better. It might not be fair to the author to focus on them rather than their work, but I believe that ultimately, all work is a manifestation of its creator.
Berryman’s Henry is a version of himself, although Berryman does attempt to separate the two identities. Paul Mariani writes in his biography, Dream Song: The Life of John Berryman, that Berryman and his second wife Ann Levine came up with names for one another— “Henry” for John and “Mabel” for Ann (Mariani 298). These pseudonyms allowed them to blame one another somewhat indirectly for mishaps in their marriage. It was out of this context that Henry emerged as a permutation of Berryman's own identity, a creation of a dream world of the poems. In a way, Berryman uses the construction he and his wife had to lay upon Henry all the issues that Berryman is working through at the time. This includes his father’s suicide when he was twelve, a major factor in all of his work and possibly the catalyst for his own suicide in 1972. As if foreshadowing the actual outcome of Berryman’s own life, it was the dwelling on issues that led to the creation of Henry even in the context of Berryman’s marriage: if he and his wife had not been dwelling on the disagreements that they had been having, they would never have needed to create characters to blame. As a result, Henry comes to be the center of Berryman’s own dwellings and regrets in The Dream Songs.
In Dream Song number 4, Henry is at dinner where he sees a woman (who might be part of Henry’s table) that he finds particularly attractive:
Filling her compact & delicious body
with chicken páprika, she glanced at me
twice.
Fainting with interest, I hungered back
and only the fact of her husband & four other people
kept me from springing on her
or falling at her little feet and crying
'You are the hottest one for years of night
Henry's dazed eyes
have enjoyed, Brilliance.' I advanced upon
(despairing) my spumoni.--Sir Bones: is stuffed,
de world, wif feeding girls.
--Black hair, complexion Latin, jewelled eyes
downcast . . . The slob beside her feasts . . . What wonders is
she sitting on, over there?
The restaurant buzzes. She might as well be on Mars.
Where did it all go wrong? There ought to be a law against Henry.
--Mr. Bones: there is.
(Berryman 6)
Berryman uses his poetry, and the character of Henry, to dwell on and process his regrets over a shared experience. Mariani’s biography of Berryman suggests this may be similar to a real life incident. Of course, the universal desires of a lyric poem aside, how else could Berryman have reconstructed the moment and given us his experience of it other than in art? Even though Berryman could perhaps have told people his desires, only in art is there the sense of closure that comes only from artistic reconstruction because in speaking of desires, there is no ability to recreate the space. And while it can be argued that it is Berryman speaking directly, Henry truly serves as the agent of Berryman’s emotions. The sense of guilt that Henry expresses is twofold. First, his lust would be frowned upon if anyone knew that is how he feels. Second, Berryman regrets not doing what he wanted to do. Here is Sir Bones’ (whom I will discuss a bit later) indictment: both feelings are wrong and as a result, and Henry has been preemptively outlawed. Perhaps this self-critique is harsh of Berryman, but if this is how he is feeling, we should not argue.
We can endlessly discuss whether or not Henry is really Berryman, but I would argue that there is no separating the two, regardless of Berryman’s introduction to The Dream Songs (v)[1]. Berryman asks us to attribute the character of Henry to the title of the work, suggesting that Henry is truly only a figure of Berryman’s imagination and nothing more. However, again on page 298 of his biography, Mariani tells us that Berryman had been putting together his dreams for some time, but it was finally upon adding his wife’s hurtful nickname as the character that Berryman began work earnestly on the series of poems.
I am bringing in permutation, a math term, as a way of thinking about the biographical relation between the author and the work. The term “permutation” refers to all the possible combinations of a set of numbers. For example, if you had the numbers [1, 2, 3], then there are five other permutations of it: [1, 3, 2], [2, 1, 3], [2, 3, 1], [3, 1, 2], and [3, 2, 1].[2] What the mathematical permutation does not allow for is any change in the ultimate outcome. No matter how you arrange the set of numbers, they are still the same numbers. However, the part I am interested in is the process in which the numbers are rearranged. How the numbers are arranged, I believe, can change the perception of those numbers. A permutation in a creative sense is the reorganization of existing events in order for there to be a new outcome. Permutations exist not only in poetry, but in other artistic forms as well. I believe these other art forms can be looked at as a text. Film, for example, is in many ways the modern equivalent of the mass produced lyric voice because film attempts to address many of the same issues as the lyric has historically covered by giving us the sense of experience versus only being a list of events. Permutational art is an offshoot of the idea of an author's surrogate, which of course allows the creator to exist in a work as a character or narrator. I believe that taking this a step further is a permutation, the manipulation of that character to fit the ideal of the creator.
This permutation is often based on regret because regret is where dwelling is usually focused. Regret, however, is not enough to spur on an artistic endeavor. Martin Heidegger writes in “…Poetically Man Dwells…” that only language, and specifically poetry, creates the ability for a person to dwell. However, I believe and will discuss how we as a society now dwell in other art forms in similar ways. What happens in much of art, especially writing, is the creation of a permutation of an existing situation. The reason I say especially writing is because Heidegger points out to us that language is the ultimate use of art because language is the tool we have developed for all things. Permutations are born from dwelling because then the principle here is the motivation for creating a new version of what occurred. For example, if in real life an individual wanted to seduce another person, but for whatever reason felt inadequate, art serves as a means to keep their feelings obscured and somewhat distinct from their person, but to still express them. Ultimately art becomes the means to an ideal conclusion. Now, “ideal” can mean different things and is not beholden to a positive conclusion. What is important here, though, is that art is very often the place to make up for a situation which did not turn out as expected. Art, beyond the mind, is the only place where these permutations can manifest themselves and is certainly the only physical exercise which works. Regret has the ability to become compulsion- to become reenacted in thought so often that there are only a few outlets: insanity, of course; violence (which is not all together dissimilar than insanity); and creative reconstruction.
Heidegger’s definition of dwelling is not necessarily disputed by this essay. If dwelling is meant to be a physical place, like Earth in Hölderlin’s poem, then the goal of permutation is not to take the emotional dwelling and leave it there: the goal is to create a physical dwelling for the reconstruction via art. While Heidegger says that the goal is to broaden the dwelling place, the degree should be mutable and can be considered a smaller dwelling: that of the art, which is, ignoring its performance or display, an inherently personal endeavor[3], a very small dwelling indeed.
Before I go further, I want to take a minute and talk about “ideal.” Ideals vary greatly, which seems obvious, but that means that permutations also vary quite a bit. The beauty of my definition of permutation is that it really means a nearly infinite set of possibilities, limited only by the context of the biographical antecedent. For example, if your antecedent is that you wish you had told someone you loved them but instead ended up crying, terrified of being rejected, your possible list of permutations can only be so many different things. If you are interested in realism, you cannot really turn into a bee and sting the object of your affections. Obviously, if you do not care for realism, that opens up the possibilities greatly. Of course, your list of possibilities will only be able to reflect the ideals that might meet your goal. If you want to recreate an outcome which is positive to you, then obviously there are a limited number of options. In recalling and in manipulating is where I believe there is some desire to achieve an ideal, a version of the situation that best fits our perfect vision of it. This is, of course, entirely subjective, especially considering that different ideals permeate every person and every person in a single moment, and the way a moment plays out is a reflection of those ideals, by either meeting expectations or denying them. Plays and poems I have written, which I will return to, are certainly idealizations of moments that turned out less than perfect. This is not an issue of fault, but rather a situational reflection: certain things just could not go the way I would have wanted, so as a result of recalling those memories, I constructed a creative method of dealing with the issues. And I'm certainly not alone.
An example of permutation as an attempt to reform an ideal being forced into the real life of the work is Alfred Hitchcock’s Vertigo where, in order to save the woman he loves, Scottie Ferguson forces Judy Barton to become Madeleine Elster again so that he can stop her from allegedly killing herself. Of course, he figures out that Judy was the woman he fell in love with before. She was pretending to be Madeleine so that Gavin Elster could kill his wife and Scottie would be a witness to it and at the same time unable to stop the actions from moving forward. However, the point remains that Scottie, in attempting to recreate the situation, was hoping it would turn out differently so he could absolve himself of fault as well as carry on his relationship with the new Madeleine. Even while attempting to delude himself that Judy was a different person that Madeleine, Scottie, simultaneously on subconscious and conscious levels, knows that the permutation that allows him to save his love cannot happen. As this occurs, he pushes Judy further and further into looking like her version of Madeleine. Of course none of this works and Judy too falls to her death, out of surprise, in contrast to Madeleine's murder.
Personally, I have worked in permutation, though I did not define it as such at the time. During my first two years as an undergraduate student at the University of Georgia, I wrote a short play each fall semester to be performed as part of an evening of short pieces. The second one, Seeing Somebody was a re-imaging of events that had transpired in the months prior: I had been spending time with a young woman and I had no idea how to gauge her level of interest in me. Eventually I decided that she had no interest in me at all, which turned out to be incorrect, but only because we never discussed the issue. The play then, is about a male and a female sitting in a theater, first silent and then gradually beginning to discuss how they feel about each other and what to call their relationship. To be honest, the play was terrible, but for me, it was a version of what could have been, ideally. Ideally this person and I could have talked to each other, but because I was awkward and nineteen, I just avoided it. I do not know her motivation, but obviously in my revision, it is not terribly important: the woman, as they wait for the movie to begin, asks “So what are we?” Again, this would have been ideal (at the time).
I think that those two plays owe a lot to the work of Woody Allen. Allen generally plays the same character in many of his movies and the main characters in my plays are basically versions of me. Is the Woody Allen of real life anything like his on-screen personas? Does it matter? Well, not really, I admit, but what does matter is that in the roles that Allen is writing, he sees a version of himself in those characters. Maybe he does not do this consciously, but I think we can all agree that we imagine that Alvy Singer or Larry Lipton to be Woody Allen in one way or another. Not only can we not avoid that viewpoint, I think that Allen knows it is a character that can be identified with and so he, until he took a break from acting in his roles, writes that same basic version over and over again. I would argue beyond this that Allen purposely chooses to have characters similar to himself so that he may give it his feelings and emotions while putting them in either situations which he can rework creatively OR situations which are long term expansions of permutations. I would say that Manhattan Murder Mystery is one of those expansions, a dream of an ideal life for Allen, assuming he had stayed with Diane Keaton. It is obviously kind of a cliché situation finding yourself in the middle of a murder mystery, but I think the plot is separate from the life the Liptons had been leading up to that point.
In his film Manhattan, Allen’s character Issac Davis is dating a 17 year old, played by Mariel Hemingway. Hemingway’s character is reportedly based on Stacey Nelkin with whom Allen had a relationship that began when she was 17. Allen has never acknowledged this relationship, but based on his history as a filmmaker and actor, I cannot help but wonder if this is not yet another example of permutation in Allen’s work. I can imagine him saying to his young girlfriend that perhaps she should plan her life without him in it, that she should take the opportunities that come to her without regard for anyone else. Allen seems to have written an ideal version of what he would like to have said to appear on screen. None of this would be possible if Allen were not dwelling on the antecedents, which led to his regret.
This is not atypical for Allen and looking at Play It Again, Sam we even see his character having visions of Humphrey Bogart telling him how to move forward as he is in love with his friend’s wife. In a sense, Bogart appearing to Allen’s character allows him to do the most with permutation because not only does he have his own version to rely on, Bogart’s words become a second level of Allen being able to express his emotions within the film. Once again, the object of Allen’s affection is played by Diane Keaton and she also starred in the stage version prior to the making of the movie. It seems a pattern in Allen’s work to focus on Keaton and on permutations, and ideal he is attempting to reach.
For Berryman, Henry arguably has his own permutation in Mr. Bones, a sort of hallucination that Henry has throughout the course of the 385 poems that make up the book. It is “Sir Bones” who tells Henry that there is, in fact, a law against him and is often the person who responds to Henry’s comments. In a way, this permutation is not set up as any kind of ideal per se, but one that only speaks the truth to Henry, harboring itself against ideologies. Now, Berryman’s answer to all this is that the nature of the title informs all choices in the poems, but of course by bringing it into the conscious world, we have to question Berryman’s motives and decisions. What can be agreed upon, I hope, is that Sir Bones is Henry’s Id and that by bringing the Id into a named being, has created another permutation.
One thing that allows Berryman to work in permutation is that he has his permutation create its own permutation, allowing himself to further explore many angles and in fact examine the events and experiences that happen to Henry. While Berryman is a good example of this in poetry, by looking at television and film, we can see other examples of permutation within permutations, allowed for by the medium in which they are expressed. For example, there is the play inside the film Annie Hall and there is the show inside the larger show of Seinfeld. Why do such examples work? Because in examining permutations of permutations, we are further forced to look at the biographical context of their creation and it becomes necessary to admit we have to move beyond the work depicted. In the case of Alvy Singer’s play at the end of Annie Hall, the resolution is Alvy’s ideal permutation, in which Annie’s stand-in decides to follow Alvy back to New York City after Alvy’s stand-in’s passionate speech. Of course, Alvy really responded by asking for the check and getting upset and losing control of his emotions, crashing the rental car and having to deal with the police in a humorous conversation. In his play, Alvy manages to keep his cool and takes on a Bogart-esque masculinity, which endears Annie to him enough to return. Alvy even jokes about it: “Tsch, whatta you want? It was my first play. You know, you know how you're always tryin' t' get things to come out perfect in art because, uh, it's real difficult in life.” What better definition of permutation?
So here is an example of a permutation where we understand the ideal of the writer: of course Alvy wants Annie to come back because he is in love with her and because he has an artistic medium, he can live out the fantasy of her return. However, in the television series Seinfeld, the ideal seems to be keeping the status quo for an unknown creative purpose. Famously a show about nothing, what would have happened had the show “Jerry” been picked after the pilot episode aired? Larry David, Jerry Seinfeld, and their team of writers would have had to abandon the idea that the show was about “nothing” if Jerry and George Costanza were working on a television series. The show is doomed to fail for this reason and I would be willing to guess that it had been planned all along. It should be noted too that after this point, Seinfeld generally abandons the idea of having a seasonal arc, something that Larry David picks back up in Curb Your Enthusiasm. The permutation nature in both shows from the point comes to a micro level with both leads acting the way they wish they could act in real life. David especially speaks of wanting to act as he does on Curb but realizes that that kind of behavior is unacceptable in the real world. However, in the world of his show, David can write his permutation with as much anger and disdain as he chooses and create his own consequences from those events. While sometimes his choices have positive outcomes, any regular viewer of the show can realize that Larry David very rarely ends up a happy person. In this case, the ideal is for people to laugh and for the show to be critically acclaimed, so in David’s case, this is done at his own expense. It seems unlikely that in real life anyone would like to be laughed at for having a fight with their friend at the doorstep of a jewelry store.
For Heidegger, such examples and permutational art in general, all use language in order to express the dwelling and regret that leads to the constructive or reconstructive act. Do painters dwell on subjects that they eventually use in their craft? I assume they must, but there is no way to really measure or understand that in the visual realm of art. With language, we have the ability to create and manipulate the space in which we work, and so for writers that work in permutation, it is with language that they made their dwellings become the new project. Even if man does dwell only poetically, there is no doubt that I believe it is possible for the poetic to exist in other forms of art. I would even argue that films are a modern version of the lyric poem, attempting to cover the same ground that poetry used to hold. Where reading existed a means to pass time, now television and film fill part of that void, so it is necessary to look in that direction for a modern example. That said, in the future, I hope to be able to intelligently discuss the world of visual art in regard to this idea of permutation, but it beyond my knowledge at the moment.
I think an interesting hybrid example of language and visual use in a permutation would be the play within the film Rushmore by Wes Anderson. Before I go further, I do not believe Max Fischer (played by Jason Schwartzman) to be a permutation of Anderson, though it is certainly possible and even implied in the New York Times review of the film where Winters briefly states how Anderson and Fischer (“his comic creation”) are similar. The permutational work is between Fischer’s life and the life of his main character in his play “Heaven and Hell.” This play is perhaps one of the more difficult to understand examples of permutation because Fischer does not directly recreate the events that we have seen in the film or before that point. However, it is clear that when the movie is viewed as a whole, the play within it is Fischer attempting to create an ideal experience.
“Heaven and Hell” is prefaced by Fischer who dedicates the play to the memory of his late mother and the late husband of the teacher (Rosemary Cross, played by Olivia Williams) for whom he has been pining. Here Fischer, and to an extent Anderson, draws a connection between the play and the relationship between Fischer and Cross, which Fischer initially believes is hampered only by Cross’ love for her dead husband. In acknowledging Cross’ husband, Fischer seems to now understand the reasons why their relationship cannot work, though in the film it is clearly beyond this issue.
The play proper begins with soldiers during the Vietnam War. Dirk, Fischer’s friend, leads the group and says that in his mind, he is in Cheyenne, Wyoming, his hometown. It is this escapism we have been seeing throughout the film from Fischer: in order to avoid his home life, with his widowed father, a barber, Fischer takes on an impossible number of afterschool activities. At the same time, when asked about his father, Fischer says he is a “brain surgeon,” and while obviously a lie, it shows how he is attempting to create a façade in real life that cannot ultimately hold.
The connection to the Vietnam War is explained early on in the film: Fischer’s new friend at the beginning and eventual love interest of Ms. Cross, Herman Blume (played by Bill Murray) was “in the shit,” suggesting that he saw heavy fighting during the war. We see Blume crying at the end of the play when Esposito, Fischer’s character holds up his fingers in a peace sign saying “Maybe we’ll meet again someday, when the fighting stops.” This parallels Fischer’s dedication to his mother and to Cross’ husband in that it is an acknowledgement to his father, Ms. Cross, and Blume acknowledging that he now understands what those three characters have gone through in their lives. This is a sign of Fischer’s maturation throughout the course of the film, and, to an extent, his creation of the play is a signal of that maturation because it is through the play and through the manipulation of Esposito that he indicates his personal changes.
“Heaven and Hell” ends with Margaret Yang, who is evidently interested in Fischer, playing a woman pointing a gun at Esposito. Esposito turns and points his M-16 at her and asks her “Will you marry me, Lei Chan?” “You bet I will,” she responds. After the end of the play the characters are all dancing and Blume attempts to cut in with Yang, asking Fischer, who is dancing with her, “Can I dance with your girlfriend?” Fischer responds saying “She’s not my girlfriend,” and Yang retorts, “Yes I am!” While Fischer outwardly attempts to dismiss his relationship with Yang, it seems clear from the end of the play that he has acknowledged that Ms. Cross is in the past and that Yang is the future, if not the present.
The reason that Rushmore is a hybrid example is that the permutational nature can only be inferred and pieced together while in Berryman the evidentiary pieces are there. Rushmore presents the permutation as something outside of language because it is not only language used by Fischer to express his feelings. While he does use language on a limited basis it is the visual of Esposito being lowered by the helicopter that gives us the most prominent signal: Fischer wants to be the hero, not just for himself, but for the people that he cares about. However, with the end of the play, the hero is only leaving, the war still being fought and his friends who were just saved by him are moving on to another battle. While Fischer wants to be the hero, in Esposito’s exit, it seems clear that Max understands he can only be a hero for his friends and father in one moment, not in all moments.
I have not placed Rushmore along with the other examples listed above of works within works because we cannot necessarily understand how Fischer or any other character in the film is a version of Anderson created as a response to some event. In fact, in the same New York Times review, Anderson states that he and co-writer Owen Wilson attempted to create a "slightly heightened reality” which would indicate that they were not attempting to emulate reality for the sake of reconstructing it, but rather that they had some idea separate from themselves for the film. As a result, it would only be speculation to connect Anderson and Wilson directly to the world of the film. That said, Fischer provides enough for us to discuss and sift through.
None of these examples should suggest that permutations are only a retroactive endeavor. Quite the contrary, actually: one can create a permutation as a means to work forward creatively speaking, whether it be a book, a poem, a film, a play, or a yet unmentioned form of art. My friend David Smith is currently a translator of Norwegian and critic, but he has had the desire to write fiction that works in realism, believing that the events of normal life are worth placing in a creative frame. I listened to him speak candidly about some personal issues and things going in his life and, mirroring Seinfeld, I said, “See, this should be the book!” The idea, I told him, was not to make it directly biographical, but to give the scenario and the emotions that go with it to someone else, a fictional person. By handing these things over to a fictional person in a fictional space, the creator immediately disengages from the emotions, allowing them to manipulate the circumstances as they see fit. This detachment is not universal—I do not imagine any detachment by Berryman—but in thinkin­g about the reasons for creating a permutation, beyond the mere desire to emote, I think it is useful to consider that stepping away opens up the number of permutations possible, removing the question of ideal partially, thought ideals are such that they can adapt to fit around whatever the artist is trying to do.
This idea of permutational art is not perfect, nor is it exhaustive: C.D. Wright correctly pointed out to me that literally any poet or writer can be plugged into this essay as examples as writers generally tend to insert themselves into their work in some fashion. However, what seems to be the case is that while “author insertion” is discussed as a literary technique, it does not seem to have a more nuanced meaning beyond that. At the same time, permutational art might not need another definition: is it really any surprise that art reflects its creator? Do we really need a paper discussing how art reflects the desires of the artist to fix the things that go wrong in everyone’s life? I believe this reflects the genesis of the paper: what leads to the biographical reconstruction that takes place it art? The answer now is regret and dwelling, but perhaps that too is obvious. Perhaps the best answer for the point of this paper is to illuminate something is present in art and no doubt will be well into the future of human imagination. It is clear to me that often the things around us have no discussion surrounding them but they ought and so too should permutational art.
The other flaw in permutational art is that it requires some knowledge of the creator of that art, which is only possible in the last few hundred years. There may be works of literature that have permutational qualities that we can never know of because their authors are long since lost to history. In a sense, this idea can only reach so far back before it dissipates. Perhaps down the road there can be some better level of knowledge that can help situate correctly the work of those who were using permutation before we have some idea of “author insertion.” Thinking about dwelling again, it seems clear the dwelling is nothing new, so that man must have been doing so poetically for millennia.
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Works Cited
Annie Hall. Dir. Woody Allen. Perf. Woody Allen, Diane Keaton. United Artists, 1977.
Berryman, John. The Dream Songs. New York: Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 1969. Print.
David, Larry. Curb Your Enthusiasm. HBO. New York, New York. Television.
Heidegger, Martin. Poetry, Language, Thought. New York: HarperCollins, 2001. Print.
Manhattan. Dir. Woody Allen. Perf. Woody Allen, Diane Keaton, Michael Murphy, Mariel
Hemingway, and Meryl Streep. United Artists Corporation, 1979.
Mariani, Paul. Dream Song: The Life of John Berryman. New York: Paragon House, 1992. Print.
Play It Again, Sam. Dir. Herbert Ross. Perf. Woody Allen, Diane Keaton. Paramount, 1972.
Rushmore. Dir. Wes Anderson. Perf. Jason Schwartzman, Bill Murray. Touchtone. DVD.
Seinfeld, Jerry, and Larry David. Seinfeld. NBC. New York, New York. Television.
Vertigo. Dir. Alfred Hitchcock. Perf. Jimmy Stewart. Paramount, 1958. DVD.



[1] Perhaps what Berryman is really doing here is attempting to throw us off the case, a slight of hand, if you will.
[2] Wikipedia’s definition of permutation: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Permutation
[3] Of course there are collaborations, but then it is not a personal activity if working with a partner or a group.

10/27/09

A Few Thoughts on the Last Half of "Vertigo"

**This Contains Spoilers**

I feel like I’ve read a lot about the second half of Vertigo and the obsession displayed by Jimmy Stewart’s Scotty character, but in a lot of ways, the story in the second half has more to do with Judy’s desire to make Scotty love her rather than her former alter-ego. Judy, despite her obvious knowledge of all things going on plot wise, doesn’t seem to grasp Scotty’s obsession with her version of Madeleine. This is in spite of her near-obsession with gaining Scotty’s affection, which is only truly achievable by playing to his obsession. It’s almost as if she has herself convinced that she has done nothing wrong- her part in the events leading to the real Madeleine’s death and the birth of Scotty’s obsession are non-existent. She even childishly runs off to the corner, upset that she is being turned into Madeleine, rather than denying or attempting to obfuscate Scotty’s attempts to change her back to her Madeleine avatar. Scotty’s oft repeated line “it can’t matter to you” leads me not to think of it as some kind of male chauvinism, but rather his knowledge that this is Madeleine and that if she has been transformed once, she will be transformed again in order to feed his desire. But Scotty to a great extent is willing to play along rather than let on until near the end that he is aware of the double-cross. In fact, I believe he is not fully aware of either his actions, or the realization that this is his Madeleine.

Judy even ends up admitting that she no longer cares for herself and that, in order to satisfy her quest for Scotty’s love, she is willing to creep slowly closer to a re-transformation, all the while unaware that Scotty isn’t as blind as he appears. Judy does know, however, when she enters in full re-Madeleine that the hair style is the final conversion- and she fights it. However, upon stepping back into the room having put her hair up as Scotty requested, Judy’s look of satisfaction upon seeing Scotty’s reaction to her completes her quest for his love, even if he hardly cares for Judy at all. Unfortunately, Judy cannot separate herself at all from Madeleine and chooses to embrace her exterior transformation. Scotty’s decision to kiss her completes the obsessive satisfaction for both.

However, for Scotty, this is not enough. He must do two things: save Madeleine from her death, and perhaps over-ridingly, solve the puzzle that has been created. Hitchcock’s shot of Scotty and Madeleine as the camera rotates and Scotty looks away from Madeleine isn’t the birth of his desire to save her, but rather than decision that he has been duped.

Hitchcock makes it obvious though, of course, by giving us obvious visual cues. It’s one of the main faults of Hitchcock’s film making here, I think: he gives away when he could hold back. It’s his desire to make the audience feel as they know better than Hitchcock’s character and create a kind of tension. However, I would be interesting in seeing the film without Scotty’s realization played out so completely. A subtle look and then his forced march of Judy and his explanation of the crime to her and his interrogation would make it even more surprising for the audience.

But I digress…

Judy it seems is motivated by guilt when she rips up her letter to Scotty and chooses not to leave but rather give him the love she hopes that he wants since she is in love with him. Her guilt, however, leads her to the fatal, and I believe sub-conscious, mistake of wearing the necklace which leads to Scotty’s detective side realizing that she has been lying to him the whole time. However, more interestingly, when Scotty tells her he knows and that she shouldn’t have been so sentimental as to keep a souvenir of the crime, he means himself and not the necklace. He’s her souvenir of the crime as much as she’s his souvenir of Madeleine.

Judy’s immediate reaction is to tell Scotty the truth, which is an act revisited by her mistake. She sub-consciously chooses to tell Scotty the truth by showing him evidence that even in his advanced state of psychosis he would be forced to notice. While I don’t believe Judy needed to die, she certainly needed to have Scotty know because her ultimately goal was making Scotty love her.

Scotty’s violence towards the end of the movie when they reach San Juan Bautista is a fantastic combination of his obsession and his knowledge of Judy’s deceit. However, Judy sees it, for a moment, ONLY as Scotty’s obsession and when she realizes that Scotty knows, her resistance becomes even worse. She’d been fighting him, realizing that Scotty’s obsession had gone too far during the drive south of San Francisco.

9/20/08

Meera Naam Joker (My Name is Joker)

So I don't understand a word of these songs, generally, but I still love them. They're in Hindi and yes they come for an Indian movie. I don't speak Hindi (I speak Gujrati). This is sort of proto-Bollyhood. Yes, there are songs in the movies, but it's more in line with the American musical. And these aren't you standard songs in Raj Kapoor's Meera Naam Joker (1970).

I used to love Raj Kapoor movies as a kid: each one of them has a Chaplin-esque quality that I imagine Chaplin himself, if he saw any, would have enjoyed as well. Kapoor himself was an incredible actor, director, and producer who was backed up vocally by the singer Mukesh. Then, as now, there are professional singers that sync up with the actors. Mukesh and Kapoor had a symbiotic relationship, it seemed me to me. They could never be separated and I was quite upset when I found out that Raj Kapoor wasn't singing himself.

Kapoor, already quite popular, decided to make a sort of epic about life, love and the arts. Semi-autobiographical for sure, Mera Naam Joker tells the story of Raju, a man who constantly falls in love and who hides his inner pain behind the smile and makeup of a clown. OK, so it's not terribly original. The idea of the tragic clown is rather contrived, but that Raju, at the end of his career, invites the women back to see his smile and broken heart is fantastic to me. Raju basically wants only those women to see what he has become with his pain, even though after years of wandering, he has become one of the most famous entertainers.

I wish I could provide a translation of these songs, but I can't. They're just entertaining and, of course, a bit sad. If anyone (the millions of people who read this blog every minute) finds a translation, please post it in comments or email me (addy off to the side).

I'll draw a line and put some non-Mera Naam songs below it...

My brother loves this one:


"Where have the days gone?" or something like that, I think. Certainly my favorite:


Kapoor himself says "Have you seen my heart?" which must be the title of this song (note it's the end of the movie):


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Probably the most famous collaboration between Mukesh/Kapoor Shree 420 was about The Tramp, plain and simple. And this song is pretty famous (with subtitles finally!):


What kids wouldn't love this song? But I never noticed the nationalism rampant in the song! I mean, I knew what the opening stanza meant, but I've never read the rest. Apparently its popularity in a newly free India should be too surprising.
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This one isn't Kapoor "singing", but rather him watching a drunken man stumble around. It's from the movie Jagte Raho (Stay Alert/Awake) in which he plays a bum who gets caught up in all sorts of things. Yet another Tramp-ish quality, eh? (I don't think it's the same song at the beginning...wait for the whimsical drunken music!):


There are tons of others, but eh, who's reading anyways?
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In general, I notice that many of Kapoor's films have a Marxist twinge: you'll not the Russian woman in the Mera Naam Joker clips. India at this period in time greatly flirted with following a Soviet/European Socialist model and many believe that Nehru was hoping to follow that path. Can't say I blame him, certainly. Kapoor's films generally deal in the "boy goes to big city, becomes a greedy Capitalist/avoids becoming greedy Capitalist, meets girl."

In the case of Mera Naam Joker, Raju's Soviet lover has to go back to Moscow and offers for him to follow, which he cannot because of his Mother's age and health. He must ultimately let her go, but I believe that there is the implication that if Raju simply had followed her, he would be happy and wouldn't be a sad clown at the end of his career.

Perhaps in the future, I can sit down and go through Kapoor's films with a fine-tooth-Marxist comb.

8/11/08

Dark Anti-Marxist Knight

Greg, a Media Services student employee, hates Batman.

"No one with that wealth would bother fighting crime," he argues.

Especially, I would maintain, by doing anything other than spending that wealth. I've never, to date, seen Bill Gates do anything other than write checks and talk to people.

My larger issue, however, is that Bruce Wayne as Batman perpetuates this idea that the wealthy are the only ones willing and able to solve the larger issues that face society. We cannot rely on ourselves because we do not have the means by which to fight the "ills of society": rather, we must wait for a probable billionaire to leap off a building and glide gently down and save the day. Call it "trickle-down heroism."

The Wayne's believe strongly that the wealthy must save society because only they can. But like Reagan's Voodoo Economics of the 80s, the wealthy, despite their means, don't seem to be terribly interested in the day to day issues that plague people. Curing AIDS, Cancer, providing computers in schools: these seem to be the issues they can write a check for and solve, hopefully. Crime generally is something that must be dealt with from the bottom rung on up.

Batman forces us into believing an Anti-Marxist stance because it's hard to think he's completely not cool. Hell, I adore Batman because I certainly like the idea of a real human versus some sort of alien who just happened to show up. However, I do understand that this is a serious fault of the character. In his attempt at heroic realism, Batman perpetuates a false sense of security that does not and probabaly cannot exist. It's like the esemplastic inevitable: it's possible, it's just not probable.

7/10/07

Something I Keep Forgetting

Next time we all do one of those "favorite movie lists", someone remind me to add The Man Who Shot Liberty Valence. It's been one of my favorites for a long time, and I keep forgetting to mention it.

If you've never seen it, get it tonight. It's amazing. I haven't seen it in a few years and I just passed it on the shelf at work and remembered how awesome it is.

Go rent it or Netflix it!