Carte: Ilf si Petrov – 1001 de zile sau Noua Seherazada

A trecut cred aproape jumatate de secol de cand am citit cele doua carti foarte cunoscute semnate de Ilia Ilf si Evgheni Petrov ’12 scaune’ si ‘Vitelul de aur’. Am aflat intre timp ca cei doi mari scriitori satirici sovietici au scris la mijlocul anilor 30 si o carte despre America, de fapt un foto-reportaj pe care am avut sansa sa-l citesc in varianta sa in limba engleza. Acum a aparut la editura Polirom, in colectia Biblioteca Polirom o carte voluminoasa care se numeste ‘1001 de zile sau Noua Seherezada’, o culegere alcatuita de Alexandra Ilf, fiica lui Ilia, tradusa de Adriana Liciu, culegere pe care as putea sa o definesc ca adunand tot sau aproape tot ce au scris impreuna Ilf si Petrov si nu este ’12 scaune’, ‘Vitelul de aur’ sau cartea despre America. 🙂

In cele 850 de pagini ale sale (numaratoare care nu include notele explicative despre istoria fiecareia dintre lucrari) cartea publicata la Polirom include cateva nuvele sau grupari de schite care se aproprie ca nivel literar de cele doua romane aproape fara egal in literatura sovietica ale celor doi scriitori, scenarii de film si texte pentru scena, publicistica angajata, critica literara, cinematografica si sociala. Nu toate sunt capodopere. Daca optiunea editoarei ruse a antologiei este usor de explicat si prin respectul fata de cei doi scriitori si completitudinea operei lor ca si prin legatura de sange cu unul dintre ei, decizia editorilor romani de a prelua in intregime culegerea poate fi discutata si din alte perspective. Daca s-ar fi renuntat la vreo doua sau chiar trei sute de pagini de publicistica, polemici literare, schite moralizatoare in spiritul socialismului de propaganda, nu s-ar fi pierdut mai nimic din nivelul calitativ al volumului. In schimb cred ca ar fi fost alterata serios perspectiva istorica. Tocmai completul de lucrari incluse in volum ne ajuta sa intelegem sau macar sa banuim sistemul de presiuni si atmosfera in care a scris perechea de scriitori. A face satira in Rusia Sovietica a anilor 30, a critica chiar si selectiv si superficial unele aspecte negative ale vietii in tara socialismului presupus biruitor era o meserie din ce in ce mai riscanta pe masura ce avansa deceniul. Si cantitatea si calitatea productiei lor s-a diluat in acei ani, si aproape nicio lucrare semnificativa valoric nu este datata mai tarziu de 1933. Nici macar pentru sertare nu scriau scriitorii in acea vreme, manuscrisele din sertare putand deveni acte de acuzare odata cazute in mainile KGB-ului.  Paradoxal, moartea lui Ilia Ilf in 1937 a insemnat in perspectiva istorica o sansa biografica (scuzati cinismul, dar cred ca Ilia ar fi zambit), acel an fiind primul din cei cativa ani sangerosi dintre declansarea terorii politice staliniste si intrarea URSS in razboi in care au fost reduse la tacere si in multe cazuri au fost exterminate fizic multe dintre vocile importante ale literaturii si culturii sovietice (si desigur nu numai ale literaturii si culturii).

 

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Piesa care da titlul volumului este culegerea de schite ‘1001 si una de zile’. Seherezada Feodorovna nu se afla sub amenintarea sabiei calaului ci sub cea a epurarilor sovietice, si inca este vorba doar despre epurarile economice sau cu alte cuvinte concedierile de la sfarsitul anilor 20 si nu de cele care sfarseau in Gulag sau in fata plutonului de executie de la sfarsitul anilor 30. Cazuta de partea pierzatoare a conflictului intern dintre tovarasii Sataniuk si Fanatiuk, Seherazada sovietica recurge la clasicul tertip al povestirii salvatoare care ii prinde pe membrii comisiei de epurare in mrejele naratiunii determinandu-i sa amane si sa amane pedeapsa. Povestirile insesi sunt studii de caracter si destine cu o puternica nuanta satirica. Ii avem aici pe Ilf si Petrov in cea mai buna forma a lor, criticand cu ascutime nu numai tarele personale ci si birocratia intrinseca a sistemului sovietic. Detaliile comice, dialogurile spumoase, jocurile de nume, tipologia caracterelor furnizeaza cateva dintre cele mai bune pagini de literatura ale cuplului.

Nu departe de acest nivel se gasesc ‘O personalitate luminoasa’ (povestea unui simplu functionar devenit invizibil care ajunge sa controleze un oras intreg folosind frica concetatenilor sai de a li se dezvalui micile pacate) sau ‘Neobisnuitele istorii din viata orasului Kolokolamsk’ oraselul atat de mic intre Rusia si Ucraina incat cartografii nu au reusit sa-l prinda pe harti, si care se trezeste la viata la aparitia unui oaspete din America de Sud venit sa construiasca un zgarie-nor care sa adune in el toata populatia. Servilismul est-european fata de straini si de tot ce este strain derivat si din aspiratia de a sparge barierele inchisorii de stat comuniste este o trasatura care revine des in obiectivul celor doi scriitori satirici. In general pot fi detectate in lucrarile lui Ilf si Petrov multe dintre elementele satirei care putea fi scrisa in perioada comunista nu numai in Rusia ci si in alte tari comuniste. Multe dintre schite mi-au amintit tipologii, dialoguri, situatii similare cu cele ale cupletelor in care in anii 60 sau 70 jucau Toma Caragiu sau Octavian Cotescu. Chiar si numele compus Tolstoievski, nume care aparea intr-un cuplet al lui Caragiu este preluat de la Ilf si Petrov, era pseudonimul folosit de cei doi scriitori pentru a semna multe dintre lucrarile lor in diverse reviste literare sau umnoristice sar si in Pravda! Ilf si Petrov au creat genul satirei (i)realist-socialiste nu numai in URSS ci in toate tarile satelit.

A doua sectiune a volumului (separarea nu este evidenta si este lasata pe seama cititorilor) cuprinde piese de teatru si scenarii de film. Dupa succesul celor doua romane (desi al doilea a fost publicat cu greutate si numai la interventia lui Maxim Gorki) Ilf si Petrov s-au indreptat spre alte genuri. Greu de apreciat acum daca era vorba despre o preocupare mai lucrativa, dorinta de a experimenta artistic, sau o combinatie a acestor motive si a altora mai greu de inteles astazi. Au rezultat un numar de scenarii din care doar o mica parte au ajuns pe ecrane si de piese de teatru din care putine au vazut lumina scenei dar cele care au vazut-o s-au bucurat de succes cum a fost ‘Sub cupola circului’ – un blockbuster sovietic la inceputul anilor 30 care combina teatrul cu circul intr-un gen care si astazi este foarte modern. Curajul critic nu i-a parasit pe cei doi scriitori, imbinat cu unele dinte temele clasice de satira sociala. Iata de exemplu abordarea frontala a problemei cenzurii si critica puritanismului sovietic reprezentat de directorul circului confruntat cu directiva ideologica de a aduce pe scena ‘femei muncitoare adevarate sovietice’:

‘Pe ecran o foaie de ziar.

“In timp ce spectatorul organizat vine la circ pentru a prelucra intr-o forma atractiva o serie de probleme actuale, el se trezeste cu un balet format nu din femei in varsta, muncitoare, tipice pentru epoca noastra, ci din femei tinere si chiar frumoase (!). Trebuie sa se puna capat acestei erotici nesanatoase. Interesant de stiut, oare unde se uita triunghiul circului.

Vocea directorului citeste tare ultima fraza a notei. “Unui astfel de triunghi trebuie sa i se dea peste maini”.

 

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Scenariile de film constituie poate forma cea mai libera de exprimare in care s-au angajat Ilf si Petrov la inceputul anilor 30. Avem privilegiul de a le citi aici, acum, sub forma lor originala. Desi adopta formatele filmelor satirice socialiste cei doi autori isi presara aproape fiecare scena si aproape fiecare rand de dialog cu aluzii. ‘Baraca’ poate fi citita ca o parodie a filmelor ‘de brigada’, ‘Odata vara’ este un ‘road movie’ avant-la-lettre care se aproprie de stilul celor ’12 scaune’, iar ‘Scenariu parizian’ este exact ceea ce spune titlul – un scenariu de film scris de cei doi scriitori intr-un hotel parizian in timpul unei calatorii in Franta si pe care l-as putea denumi ‘caragialesc’ in structura si tipologie. Sigur nu au citit cei doi ‘Scrisoarea pierduta’? Pana si o scena de ‘pupat Piata Independentii’ apare in scenariu.

Mai este nevoie sa spunem ca aproape niciunul dintre filmele ale caror scenarii au fost scrise de Ilf si Petrov nu a vazut lumina ecranelor, si cele care au vazut nu au pastrat aproape nimic din elementele critice si ‘soparlele’ dialogurilor spumoase scrise de cei doi?

Ultima sectiune a cartii include mai mult publicistica. Nu este o publicistica oarecare. Multe dintre articole incep ca povestiri cu personaje ilf-petroviene, cu jocuri de nume, cu intriga si asa continua pana pe la jumatate. De aici incolo insa tonul se schimba, apare elementul moralizator si propagandistic si limba de lemn:

“Odata cu schimbarea in bine a orasului se schimba in bine si oamenii care traiesc in el. Si aceasta schimbare extraordinara este cel mai important lucru, ea constituie temelia oricarui santier sovietic.” (pag. 732).

Parodie? Prea se repeta, prea sistematica. Au fost Ilf si Petrov comunisti convinsi, sau s-au lasat convinsi pentru a supravietui vremurilor? Sau poate ca nici nu conteaza raspunsul la aceste intrebari cand in interiorul acestui articol gasim cea mai explicita descriere a unui mijloc de transport in comun din raiul sovietic:

“In vagon e inghesuiala. Stiti ce inseamna inghesuiala? Inghesuiala, intuneric. De ce este asa de saraca limba rusa? Ca sunt cincizeci de oameni intr-un vagon, ca sunt o suta de oameni, ca sunt trei sute de oameni – n-ai cum spune altfel, tot inghesuiala ii spui. Oare cum se potriveste acest cuvant cand in vagon sunt doua sute cincizeci si unul de calatori, zece militieni, sapte mame cu copii si patru invalizi? Exista, e adevarat, si metafore. Tot felul de “ca sardelele in cutie”, “n-ai unde arunca un ac”. Dar si asta, tovarasi, e slab, e palid. Nu, beletristica clacheaza in fata a ceva ca tranvaiul electric. Acolo este o inghesuiala superioara, speciala, care se formeaza in pofida legilor fizicii. Noi nu suntem in stare sa relatam ce inghesuiala e acolo. Am vrut sa o facem dar n-am reusit, nu ne-a ajuns talentul. Lasa sa ne invinuiasca vreun istoric al literaturii. Da, nu ne-au ajuns mijloacele de redare pentru a descrie inghesuiala din tranvaiul erei premetropolitane.”  (pag. 725)

Solutiile sunt intotdeauna pe line – mai multa organizare, mai mult suflet, mai putina birocratie. Niciodata sistemul nu este vinovat. Daca au gandit-o (si cred ca au gandit-o) Il si Petrov nu au putut sa o spuna.

Sunt incluse in volum articole despre schimbarile care se petrec in Moscova si mai ales cea adusa de construirea metroului, critici ale nivelului scazut de servicii alimentare si hoteliere, cronici de teatru si film, polemici literare si satire ale lumii literelor. O singura piesa splendida iese in evidenta in aceasta ultima perioada ‘Contele Mediteranski’ o farsa a terorii de a deveni un ‘fost’ prin asocierea la dosar cu un membru al fostei clase a nobilitatii din vremea tarilor. Ultima piesa din volum se intituleaza ‘Scriitorul trebuie sa scrie’ si este o cuvantare polemica rostita de Evgheni Petrov in numele celor doi la o sedinta a scriitorilor din aprilie 1937. Conflictele dintre scriitori se inteteau, luptele dintre tabere devenisera lupte pentru supravietuire, frazele din critici sunau a randuri de denunturi, si Ilf si Petrov nu aveau probabil alta solutie decat de a juca si ei la ruleta mortii staliniste. Ilia Ilf nu stiu daca a mai participat la acesta sedinta. Era deja bolnav de tuberculoza contractata in timpul calatoriei in Statele Unite. Nu a apucat sfarsitul acelui aprilie. Cateva saptamani mai tarziu incepeau arestarile, procesele simulacru, condamnarile, deportarile, executiile. Petrov nu a mai scris nimic satiric dupa moartea lui Ilf. A fost corespondent de razboi si a murit in 1942 intr-un accident de avion servind patria sovietica.

 

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a thriller in the swamps (Film: In the Electric Mist – Tommy Lee Jones, 2009)

Some films deserve a better fate. This is in my opinion the case with ‘In the Electric Mist’ which is totally unknown to most of the cinema fans because it seems to not having been released in cinema theaters in the US. This is a very hard to understand decision, as this is a much better than the average detective movies, better than many other similar films released around that date, it’s well acted, beautifully filmed, directed by a well-known French director (Bertrand Tavernier) and with supreme star Tommy Lee Jones as lead actor. What do I know about the art of film distribution, though? Probably not too much.

 

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source www.imdb.com/title/tt0910905/

 

The story is set in the swamps of Louisiana and features detective David Robicheaux which some may remember as having been played by Alec Baldwin in Heaven’s Prisoner more than a decade before this film was made (the character is inspired by the same series of novels). The atmosphere of the Cajun country with its fogs and smells, legends and collection of unique characters makes for a good background for mysteries and hidden secrets and Tavernier makes a good use of it in a way that predicts Beasts of the Southern Wild. Nobody is surprised when generals and soldiers from the Civil War fought more than a century before show up from behind the fogs, and the phantoms of the older conflicts of race and class mix with the personal daemons the heroes have to face.

 

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Watching Tommy Lee Jones playing the justice-driven detective (although his means are not always really orthodox) is always a pleasure, and to a large extent the film relies on him. He is helped by an excellent supporting cast, with John Goodman featuring as one of the lead bad guys, and Mary Steenburgen as the classy wife of Robicheaux. While the script does not really close perfectly every corner of the story, there is cursive story  telling in the style of the big detective American novels of the 40s, and the heroes have the same naive faith that the good cause of justice is worth risking everything to have it prevail. Bertrand Tavernier has filmed with European lens a very American story in a very American landscape, and despite the relative low-key ending (maybe the weak part of the movie) it’s a good film to look for and watch.

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chaotic (Film: Contagion – Steven Soderbergh, 2011)

Having seen a few weeks ago Side Effects I was reflecting that maybe would not necessarily do a bad thing taking a break from directing. Well, I had not seen ‘Contagion’ yet, one of his previous movies. To use the terms of the story in this movie, the origin of the disease can be traced way back.

 

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source www.imdb.com/title/tt1598778/

 

The world is in danger in Contagion as a deadly flue virus originating (where else?) in South-East Asia is spreading around the world, killing first individuals, than thousands, than millions. Governments, corporations, the World Health Organization, become all engaged in a race to find the roots of the disease, to stop its spreading and contagion, to find a cure. The problem with the film is that there are too many threads, none of them extremely interesting or surprising, some going nowhere. For example a researcher seems to have found a cure but is ordered to stop research and destroy the samples – we never learn why, last time we see him he seems to disobey the orders and then he just disappears for the rest of the film.  An Internet blogger and journalist claim that cure exists and proves it on its own body, but this thread never connects with the rest of the film. If the purpose of director Soderbergh is to show chaos on screen he did succeed, but it’s more film-making chaos than everything else. There were a few moments when it seemed that the film heads towards showing the impact of a catastrophic disease on the fabric of the American society, but these were also wasted in too expected scenes of army in the streets and supermarket plundering, lost and forgotten soon enough, as brave scientists discover the cure and test it on themselves to speed the solution. The script is disappointing, a collection of TV soap episodes concentrated to a few minutes each and badly interconnected.

 

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The cast is certainly impressive. Heaving on screen in the same film Kate Winslet, Jude Law, Matt DamonMarion Cotillard, Gwyneth Paltrow, and a few other  who would alone hold a movie on their shoulders is certainly a performance for the producer and a pleasure for spectators. Fans should however be warned that some of them die young in this film, and none has the opportunity to play a role that will be remembered for a long time. Despite the gathering of talents Contagion is a confusing and chaotic film.

 

 

 

 

 

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the meaning of America (Film: ‘Killing Them Softly’ – Brad Pitt, 2012)

Here is one action movie that succeeds in a very original manner to say more about the America of today (or of a few years ago) than many other ‘serious’, ‘social’, ‘politically-engaged’ film. It does it so in a very Tarantinesque manner, but it’s Tarantino violent and milieu films with a twist. Or more than a twist.

 

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source http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1764234/

 

Apparently director Andrew Dominik made just another gangster story. We can locate exactly when it takes place, as the soundtrack mixes music with speeches from the final weeks of the 2008 presidential campaign. A couple of low level losers gangsters rob an illegal poker house, which is owned by the mob. The reprisals will not be late into showing up because crime is a business and there are several levels this business is operated. One of the greatest qualities of this film is to catch the characters that populate the different layers of the crime industry and bring them to screen (with the help of a well selected and directed cast) in a very credible manner – from the drug-addicted burglars in rags to the smooth business-like manipulators at the higher levels who do not look too different from the corporate America managers, certainly not when they sip their Martinis.

 

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This is maybe the last great role of James Gandolfini (I did not see yet ‘Zero Dark Thirty’) and he has a couple of poignant scenes with Brad Pitt, fighting overweight, bad health and a feeling of mid-life lack of achievement which may stay as one of the last memories we are left from him. We will also be left with the memory of the final replica which puts the story in the context of a country which is run as a violent and uncompromising business. Certainly just one of the meanings of America today.

 

 

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Carte: Don DeLillo – Punctul Omega

Romanul de mici dimensiuni al lui Don DeLillo (aparut in 2012 la Editura POLIROM, in colectia Biblioteca Polirom, in traducerea careia nu i-am gasit vreun cusur a Veronicai D.  Niculescu) ii va lasa descumpaniti la sfarsitul lecturii pe multi dintre cititorii sai. Daca ar trebui sa aseman cu ceva stilul in care este scrisa aceasta carte cred ca termenul de ‘minimalism’ ar fi primul pe care l-as folosi si asta nu in legatura cu dimensiunile cartii ci mai ales in ceea ce priveste economia de mijloace pe care autorul o foloseste in descrierea ambiantei, personajelor, relatiilor dintre ele. In genul pictural este mai degraba o schita, dar o schita apartinand unui artist de mare talent care nu are nevoie de multe linii sau culori pentru a exprima un gand sau o emotie.

Despre punctul Omega aflam undeva, pe la mijlocul cartii, din cuvintele unuia dintre personaje:

‘- Constiinta se acumuleaza. Incepe sa se intoarca asupra ei insesi. Exista aproape ceva matematic in asta, mi se pare. E aproape ca o lege din matematica sau fizica pe care inca n-am reusit s-o deslusim, unde mintea transcende totul catre interior. Punctul omega, a zis el. Oricare ar fi sensul harazit acestui termen, daca are un sens, daca nu e un exemplu de limbaj care se trudeste catre vreo idee dincolo de experienta noastra.’ (pag. 107-108)

Cel care rosteste aceste cuvinte este Richard Elster, un teoretician al razboiului, unul dintre cei chemati de guvern sa faca parte din ‘trustul de creiere’ care sfatuieste in probleme de politica internationala. Elster este un om al cuvintelor in a carui bibliografie se afla un eseu despre un singur cuvant englez ‘Renditions’ ale carui multiple sensuri sunt analizate in detaliu. Retras in singuratea unui desert american este vanat de cineastul Jim Finley, povestitorul la persoana intai a majoritatii cartii, care doreste sa realizeze un film despre el, un film in care cuvantul sa joace rolul principal, cu Elster vorbind pe un fundal ultra-simplificat despre actualitate si despre trecutul apropiat, incercand poate sa explice ‘perioada in care lucrase pentru guvern, toata vorbaria si balbaiala cu Irakul’ (pag. 31)

 

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Daca Elster este un om al cuvintelor, Finley este un om al imaginilor. In palmaresul sau se afla un documentar in care decupase imaginile lui Jerry Lewis din filmele anilor 50, dar numai imaginile lui, incercand sa redea epoca prin prisma unui singur personaj, al unui singur actor. Relatia intre cuvant si imagine este una dintre temele principale ale cartii, in contextul manipularii de care sunt amandoua capabile? Care dintre aceste unelte ale comunicarii manipuleaza cu mai multa eficienta? cuvintele lui Elster sau imaginile lui Finley?

Al treilea personaj care apare in carte este Jessica, fata batranului. Este o figura aproape ireala, un alter-ego al lui Elster care o iubeste cu adoratia specifica tatilor pentru fiice. In mijlocul desertului, departe de civilizatie, cele trei personaje incep parca sa se apropie, sa comunice, ba chiar apare o oarecare tensiune sexuala intre cei doi tineri. Este climaxul emotional al unei carti altfel scrisa rece si cu economie nu numai de cuvinte ci si de sentimente. Imediat dupa aceasta timida apropiere Jessica va dispare, si cartea se transforma intr-un fals roman detectiv. Disparitia Jessicai inseamna si prabusirea lui Elster. ‘Daca iubire nu e, nimic nu e’ spunea cineva?

 

source http://www.nytimes.com/2010/02/04/books/04delillo.html?_r=0

source http://www.nytimes.com/2010/02/04/books/04delillo.html?_r=0

 

Undeva in carte este mentionat si haiku-ul, acea forma literara concisa, in care doua idei juxtapuse sunt exprimate in trei versuri cu un numar fix si predestinat de silable. La scala unui miniroman ‘Punctul Omega’ are o structura de haiku. Expunerea principala cu ideile sale pereche (civilizatie – izolare, cuvant – imagine) este infasurata intr-un prolog si un epilog care se petrec in Muzeul de Arta Moderna din New York, in sala in care este proiectat un exponat video care desfasoara in 24 de ore filmul Psycho al lui Alfred Hitchcock. Personajele cartii apar, poate, ca umbre si fara a fi identificate precis. Povestitorul este altul, un observator al scurgerii timpului, care creaza sistemul de referinta al realitatii noastre imediate. Proiectia lenta schimba intreaga perspectiva:

‘E nevoie de o atentie sporita ca sa vezi ce se intampla chiar in fata ta. E nevoie de truda, de un efort cucernic, pentru a vedea ceea ce privesti. Era fermecat de asta, de profunzimile la care se putea ajunge prin incetinirea miscarii, lucrurile de vazut, profunzimile lucrurilor atat de usor de ratat in ingustul obicei al vazutului.’ (pag. 22)

‘Punctul Omega’ este o lectura scurta dar nu si lejera. Cartea deschide multiple planuri de gandire, pune multe intrebari, funizeaza putine raspunsuri. Si totusi, in pofida brevitatii, senzatia care ramane dupa lectura este cea a unei carti dintre cele mai interesante despre America de astazi, o carte la care cititorul continua sa se gandeasca si dupa ce lectura s-a terminat.
 

 

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out of focus (Film: Side Effects – Steven Soderbergh, 2013)

For us, folks living out of the United States there seem to be two institutions that govern strongly the lives of our American friends: the courts of law and the shrinks. While tribunals are institutions that for most people out of the US seem to be equal to being in trouble and lawyers a category of people to avoid, a little more acceptable than the gravediggers, the American way takes easily its conflicts into courts, and lawyers seem to be on the top of the social and wealth scales. Same for psychoanalysts, with the process of going to one being considered to be a social and personal necessity even for the not so rich in America, and the sign of some malady or deep trouble elsewhere. Actually in ‘Side Effects’ Jude Law does not hide at all his native British accent as he plays shrink from the UK who comes to Manhattan in order to be able to exercise his profession as a honorable one. He works hard, he seems to succeed and then he meets trouble.

 

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source www.imdb.com/title/tt2053463/

 

Trouble comes under the shape of a young and troubled woman (Rooney Mara) whom he meets in hospital after she tried to commit suicide. She has a history of such troubles and even more reasons now, as her husband (a white collar offender) got out of jail and was trying to find his way back to the world of investment. Like everybody around doctors, patients and everybody else knows about psychotic drugs, the shrink tries some, they do not work, try another experimental one, it seems to work … and then she kills.

It’s just the start of a film that changes a few times tone and direction approaching successively a few themes – the obsession of the American society with shrinks and related medication, the ethics of using experimental drugs, the relation between shrink and patient, and a crime story which also changes angles and develops towards an unexpected but also an incredible outcome.

It is not really clear what kind of movie Steven Soderbergh wanted to do. He observes well the medium and cinematography is very good in emphasizing the atmosphere and the stress the characters go through. The crime story he relies on is however too complicated and not only the ending is hard to accept, but also some of the key details on the road. Are we supposed to believe that a doctor who was involved in the medical past of the patient, and who may be suspected of malpractice because of allegedly using an experimental drug with unexpected side effects will not only be accepted as an expert witness in court, but also continue to be trusted as the personal psychoanalyst and supervisor of the accused after she is condemned to be interned into a mental institution?

 

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IMO, acting is not stellar either. Rooney Mara conveys at the beginning the fragility of a troubled mind to the point that I found hard to believe the final twists. Jude Law with his face stoned in one expression only for the whole film (with just his beard growing, cheap way of showing men in trouble in movies) is ‘only good’, which is relatively bad for this splendid actor. Catherine Zeta-Jones is the worse – a miscast which cannot be believed neither as shrink nor as lover.

It is said that director Steven Soderbergh declared this will be his final film. I really hope this is not true, this would be for me a poor ending to a career that has seen much better achievements.

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blood and music (Film: The Red Violin – Francois Girard, 1998)

This ambitious project realized 15 years ago and directed by Francois Girard uses a not completely new pretext for its story line retracing 300 years of history of a superb violin manufactured at the end of the 17th century, a violin born in tragedy and seeming to carry unusual passion and power which marks the destinies of all its successive owners. When watching this film we cross centuries, countries, continents following the destiny of an unusual instrument which seems to be hiding the special gifts making wonderful sounds, but also a curse for the fate of its owners. An object that ignites art and passion.

 

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source www.imdb.com/title/tt0120802/

 

The story telling predicts by a few years the novels of Dan Brown and the like, and we deal in parallel with the chronological told story of the violin and with the intrigues behind the scenes of the public auction in which it is sold at the end of the 20th century. As the story develops we understand that the participants in the bid are also related to the history of the instrument, descendants of its previous owners, connected also through a destiny predicted in cards of tarot, which is also revealed gradually as the story progresses.

 

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15 years after the film was made its music and some of its independent story segments survive better than the whole. Violinist Joshua Bell was the musical consultant and probably played much of the score, which makes for some very interesting but out of the beaten track music. I liked it, but do not expect to hear any famous scores, you will need to listen carefully to understand the passion and appreciate the quality. The short stories in the history are all well written but also a little bit conventional, characters are drawn with attention, and love for music. The connection between the episodes is not so well made, the five cards can be a transition trick that works well on TV, but the jumps in time and the changes of hands of the owners are too sketchy for a big screen movie. The final episode (of the public auction) introduces an element of suspense which I found again to be a little too conventional and not really in tune with the rest of the story. A little bit like a musical composition with many beautiful passages but lacking strength in composition and a ‘finale’ to remember.

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a French dream success story (Film: Ivo Livi dit Yves Montand, 2011)

If this story happened in the USA it would have been labelled as the American Dream story. An Italian immigrant comes to the new country with his three kids. A few years later he receives citizenship. The younger of the children dreams to become a movie star. He starts to sing in clubs, enjoys some success, tries doing movies, it’s a failure, does more music for another two decades, then returns to the big screens. He becomes one of the most successful singers AND actors of his generation, a symbol of the new country. He is even considered to have good chances to be elected president. A success story. It’s just that it did not happen in the USA but in France. A French Dream and Success Story. The name is Ivo Levi, better known as Yves Montand. My cousin who knows it all or almost says that the name was given to kid Ivo by his friends in Marseille who were laughing at his mother shouting to him ‘Ivo, monta!’ when he was too late getting back home.

 

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Patrick Rotman‘s TV documentary brings to screen the biography of Yves Montand. It may look like an easy task, as Montand was filmed copiously on stage, on screen, in his private and public life, so there was plenty of material to chose from. It is also a challenge for the documentary director as he has to filter the material, assemble it and give it a chance to become a portrait and a story. The story of the life of a big artist, but one that demands respect without becoming adulatory, one that presents the disputable aspects of the biography (and there have been a few of these as well) without falling into cheap sensationalist. One that leaves us with the complete story and portrait of the man and of the artist. While choosing a conservative chronological way of describing the biography and the work of Montand, Rotman in my opinion succeeded, he stood well by the challenge. His portrait of Montand is interesting, the story is well told, no (important) skeletons stay in the closet (maybe with the exception of the old age parenting dispute), and the film is interesting to watch and listen to. To his credit most of the songs figuring in the film are not yet on youTube so there is one more reason for the fans of Montand’s music to look for this film and see it in cinemas (if possible) or on the net (if available).

 

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The almost two hours of projection allow the time to develop the story of the rags-to-Olympia career of the singer which passes through the encounter with Edith Piaf, of the love story of almost a life with Simone Signoret, of the crisis of their relationship when Marylin Monroe interfered. Most interesting however were for me the episodes related to the political engagement of Montand. The singer and the actor was what the Communists call ‘a road companion’ or even a little more than that, playing into the hands of the Communists and the Soviets until and including the year 1956, when he went to a triumphal tour in Moscow, Leningrad and other East Block cities right after the Soviet bloody crushing of the Hungarian anti-communist revolution. His direct contact with the realities beyond the Iron Curtain were however also a trigger to his awaking, He not only realized the lies of the Soviet system, but also departed from the tradition of his family (his father had become a Communist in opposition of Mussolini in his native Italy, his brother was a Communist and a syndicalist leader).  Starting with 1968, the year of the Soviet invasion in Czechoslovakia Yves Montand became an active fighter for human rights against all totalitarian systems, left or right. He opposed dictatorship in Greece, Argentine and Chile, but also the Soviet invasion of Afghanistan, and he supported the movements for democracy in Poland and Czechoslovakia which eventually led to the fall of the Wall in Berlin and of the Iron Curtain in Europe. In the 80s he sang in Israel in support of the fight to allow free immigration of Jews from the Soviet Union.

 

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The best parts in the film are however the musical ones, with a lot of original and well documented clips from the early periods of Montand’s career, including the concerts on Broadway in 1960 which fulfilled his dream (and possibly the dream of his parents) to reach the shores of America and be successful there. The film career of Montand seems a little bit neglected relative to the musical one, Montand was a huge actor, but we are shown too few and told only scarce things about his film career. The magic of stage seems to have conquered director Rotman, and he succeeds to pass it to the viewers, at the expense of other dimensions of the personality of the artist. Yet there is much in this film that is worth seeing and much to learn and love about the personality of Montand. If you are not already in love with him you have good chances to fall under the spell of Ivo Livi dit Yves Montand after having seen this film.

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Muzicianul si teroarea istoriei (Carte: Kjell Espmark – Bela Bartok contra celui de-al Treilea Reich)

Poet, prozator si istoric cunoscut in Suedia, Kjell Espmark este membru al Academiei Suedeze – acel forum care in fiecare an selecteaza castigatorul Premiului Nobel pentru Literatura. Acum Espmark se confrunta cu publicul romanesc care are ocazia sa ii cunoasca una dintre cartile sale recente – ‘Bela Bartok contra celui de-al Treilea Reich’ aparuta in 2012 in colectia ‘BIBLIOTECA POLIROM’ a editurii cuacelasi nume. Traducerea nu este insa direct din suedeza, Angela Marin traducand cartea din spaniola. Traducerea mi s-a parut de bun nivel cu exceptia unui neasteptat si deranjant ‘camp de concentrare si exterminare’ (pag. 73), dar ma intreb totusi daca si dece nu s-o fi gasit un traducator din suedeza pentru a evita dubla traducere.

 

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Este dificil de categorisit aceasta carte. La mai putin de 150 de pagini ‘Bela Bartok contra celui de-al Treilea Reich’ este cam de dimensiunile unei nuvele, dar structura narativa este destul decomplexa pentru a o apropia de genul romanului. Ar fi deci un mini-roman biografic, dar multe dintre paginile cartii inclina candspre eseul istoric, cand spre poezie tradand poetul obisnuit cu slefuirea cuvintelor si sublimarea gandirii in directia metaforelor.Nici planul temporal nu este clar – naratiunea este o succesiune de flash-back-uri alternate cu vise si cu premonitii despre viitor, pe care muzicianul Bela Bartok le traieste in dupa-amiaza unei zile de toamna tarzie, undeva in sudul Frantei in anul 1940, in timp ce se afla in asteptarea plecarii spre taramul libertatii numit America, printre ultimii refugiati care mai aveau posibilitatea de a parasi Europa democratiei infrante, inainte de a fi ferecate orice porti de iesire pentru cei pe care noii stapani ai continentului ii considerau nedemni de o viata omeneasca sau pur si simplu nedemni de viata. Nu este clar daca toate gandurile si visele acestea se petrec in decursul catorva secunde sau al catorva ore, dar nici nu este prea important, ceea ce conteaza este perspectiva temporala care include intreg trecutul muzicianului, dar si viitorul sau, cei cativa (putini) ani pe care avea sa-i mai traiasca in exil in America.

Cartea urmareste in general cu exactitate biografia muzicianului maghiar, care fara a fi un creator prolific a fost unul dintre muzicienii cunoscuti ai primei jumatati a secolului 20, si al carui nume a ramas in istoria muzicii in special prin extensivele cercetari folclorice, inregistrari si culegerea de cantece populare din Ungaria, Romania si Slovacia. Una dintre primele secvente ale amintirilor compozitorului este legata de calatoriile in satele indepartate, de relatia cu taranii si cu muzica lor:

Curios este ca aceasta muzica este legata anume de acest loc, cu ulita satului gloduroasa si cu mirosul patrunzator de balegar, fiind totodata universala in libera ei circulatie ce nu se opreste in fata capricioaselor frontiere nationale – ba romaneasca, ba maghiara, ba slovaca. Aidoma plantelor ale caror seminte sunt imprastiate de vant si prind radacini cand ici, cand colo, insa intotdeauna dau marturie despre inrodirea dintre ele dincolo de inversunatele linii rosii ale hartilor’ (pag. 20)

 

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Muzica joaca un rol important in naratiune, cu doua bucati muzicale dominand prima si a doua parte a cartii. In prima parte este introdus cvartetul de coarde numarul 6, prilej pentru autor de a glosa prin intermediul personajului Bartok despre relatia dintre forma si continut in arta in general si in muzica in special, despre frica dictatorilor din totdeauna fata de arta care nu poate fi incadrata in canoanele formale pe care ei le cunosc si pe care le stapanesc, despre libertatea creatorului care atunci cand nu se poate exprima liber in continut se manifesta in permanenta cautare a formelor noi. Nazismul la fel ca si comunismul au dispretuit si au incercat sa distruga arta libera, cautarile formale etichetate drept ‘arta degenerata’:

‘… or fi avut chiar atata putere cateva masuri ale unui cvrartet de coarde incat sa opreasca un tanc? … Ce l-o fi putut ingrozi atat pe Goebbels cel din somn si ce le-o fi sadit celor de la putere atata frica de arta? A, ca arta era o activitate complet libera? Evident. O arta ce scapa oricarui tip de control birocratic ori militar constituie chiar un pericol.’ (pag. 40)

‘E limpede ca ii sperie pe langa singularele tonalitati, si neasteptata libertate preluata de Bartok din cantecele tarancilor si din melodiile muzicantilor de la sat. Ii deranjeaza vechile tonalitati ecleziastice , ba chiar si elementele pentatonice – mult mai vechi in muzica populara, ruralismul dezlantuit, in raspar cu evolutia muzicii urmata de spiritul german de doua secole. Si nici ca pot altceva decat sa se ingrozeasca si sa dispretuiasca bogata varietate a ritmurilor involburate si schimbarea cadentei pe care taranii le adora – acestea fiind cu totul diferite de cadenta lor disciplinata de mars militar.’ (pag. 47)

 

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Dihotomia intre estetic si politic, cele doua planuri in care se desfasoara lupta intre artist si tiranie, intre individ si sistem este pusa in evidenta cu pretul unei singure – dar majore – abateri de la biografia reala a lui Bartok. In niciun moment in carte nu este mentionat faptul ca a doua sotie lui Bartok – Ditta Pasztory – era evreica, si acest fapt trebuie sa fi fost determinant in hotarirea sotilor Bartok de a parasi in ultimul moment Europa cotropita de nazisti. Nu am gasit informatii care sa confirme sau sa infirme asocierea voluntara prezentata in carte a lui Bartok cu ‘artistii degenerati’ sau sfidarea deschisa a germanilor prin auto-declararea ca ‘evreu voluntar’ intr-o vreme in care devenea din ce in ce mai clar ca evreii sa-i numim reali se aflau in pericol de moarte. Relatia intre Bela si Ditta este descrisa in toata complexitatea si frumusetea ei prin intermediul unei alte splendide piese muzicale – Sonata pentru Doua Piane si Percutie, care avea sa fie piesa de rezistenta in primul concert dat de perechea de muzicieni dupa ce vor ajunge in Statele Unite.

 

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Bela Bartok a ales pana la urma exilul si aceasta prilejuieste dezvoltarea a inca unei teme importante a cartii, tema legata de dilema intelectualului si artistului obligat de furtunile istoriei sa se desparta de spatiul geografic si cultural in care s-a nascut si in care isi crease arta pana in acel moment.

‘… o intrebare ce-i framanta pe toti fugarii – ca si pe cei care nu au fugit inca, o intrebare pusa in atat de multe limbi, incat probabil ca-i insoteste pe oameni de cand lumea – cand e bine sa fugi? Nu prea devreme, ca sa nu fii nevoit sa-ti parasesti rudele si prietenii, caminul si bunurile, cultura si limba, in conditiile in care viitorul nu-ti poate aduce decat instrainare, saracie si o neincetata pribegie. Dar nici tarziu, sa te trezesti ca granitele s-au inchis, ca autobuzul plin cu capturati asteapta cu farurule stinse chiar in spatele barierei de control, iar patrulele de noapte, odata ce au terminat ce era de facut, incep sa tranteasca usile inchizandu-le. ‘ (pag. 75-76)

Cati dintre emigrantii politici si refugiatii de teroare (etnica, rasista, politica) nu au facut aceste calcule ‘in atat de multe limbi’, cum scrie autorul?

In situatia in care se afla refugiatul Bela Bartok, artistul, muzicianul, europeanul Bela Bartok in acea toamna, plecarea era singura solutie. Bartok era nu numai un muzician cu un exceptional si acut simt al auzului, era si un om sensibil la suferintele semenilor sai, capabil sa le auda nu numai fiecare nota de tanguire din cantece, dar si fiecare suspin si tipat de groaza din momentele de suferinta.

‘Incepe sa se faca tarziu in Europa. Seara este scindata intre un cuvant gol si o bezna deasa. Doar cel care pleaca de aici se mai poate intoarce. Iar el pleaca.’ (pag. 147)

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biography and pamphlet (‘Il Divo’ – Paolo Sorrentino, 2008)

Biographical films tend to be respectful to the historical figures that they describe. Even when they describe complex and controversial  characters they try to explain and to put in context the motivation of deeds which in the perspective of history seem evil. Paolo Sorrentino‘s ‘Il Divo’ is quite the contrary, it is a negative biography about a character who dominated the Italian politics for most of the second part of the 20th century, the leader of the Christian-Democratic Party and seven-times Prime Minister of Italy, Giulio Andreotti. The film does not lack complexity – quite the contrary – and the historical context of the 80s and 90s is described in detail, but the effect is willingly opposite than in usual biographies. Even political actions which would have seen candid or neutral seem to catch a strong significance and are seen through the perspective of the corruption and Mafia-relations which seem to have dominated Italian political life of the period.

 

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My knowledge about the Italian politics is too superficial to make a definite judgment about the correctness of the facts presented on screen. What I can say after seeing the film is that it does not seem to pretend to be objective. Even if there is no explicit statement, there is neither any positive angle we brought into the film or positive dimension that is not questioned. Even the relationship with his wife (‘I knew all these years what kind of man I married’) or helping the poor (which looks more like a political exercise deprived of sincerity). There are however many other scenes (like the repeated walk on empty streets surrounded by cohorts of security people, the reception after his last nomination as Prime Minister) which describe not only the outer-worldness of the man, but also of the whole system.

Even more amazing is the fact that Andreotti was alive when this film was made (he actually died about a month ago) and has seen at least part of the film, allegedly walking out after a while. So this is not only a biography, but a pamphlet directed against a living politician. Andreotti, by the way, was no stranger to the Italian cinema industry, he played an important role in establishing the rules that protected the local industry against foreign (especially Hollywood) imports in the 50s, but also the establishment of a de-facto censorship over the content of the productions which was in place for many decades. Is this film also kind of a revenge of the now free industry over this character? Maybe.

 

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To a very large extent ‘Il DIvo’ relies on the extraordinary acting performance of Toni Servillo. He makes one of these creations which in time tend to superpose and replace the visual representation we have about the real-life person. Great acting indeed, but do we end by understanding better Giulio Andreotti the man? I doubt it. Paolo Sorrentino certainly knows how to construct complex characters which do not show easily their intense internal beings. Looking now retrospectively he did the same thing in This Must Be the Place (which he made later, but I saw it before). He does not however serve the viewers with ready prepared answers about the motivation of his heroes. I knew very little about Andreotti before seeing this film, I know many more facts now, but the man remains a mystery.

 

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