Film: La Verite (Clouzot, 1960)

In Bernard Tavernier’s film Laissez Passer which I wrote about a few days ago Henri-Georges Clouzot gets indirectly a harsh treatment. He is one of these directors who continued to work under the German occupation during WWII, and was attacked for this attitude long time after. He was also a fine director, classics like Quai d’Orfevres, Le Salaire de la Peur (Wages of Fear, maybe the best role in the career of Yves Montand) and Diabolique are among the best works in French cinema until the emergence of the New Wave, which displaced Clouzot.

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It is ironical that La Verite was his last great film, and that the New Wave exponents were so critical of him. The film contains in my opinion in it many of the elements that were further taken over, continued and amplified by Truffaut, Godard, et co. It is to some extent a milestone at the border between the classic and the new French cinema of the 60s. The subject itself speaks about the confrontation of two generations. A young girl is brought to trial. She killed her lover and the court needs to decide if this was an accident, or a passion crime, or a calculated murder. The tribunal is composed of all that represents the old generation – judges, lawyers, audience – all ready to pass a moral judgment or maybe a lynch on the girl. She comes from a different world, she belongs to a different generation, one that refuses to complain to conventions, she speaks a different language, listens to a different music, feels and loves differently. Today’s spectator cannot abstain from thinking about 1968, the year when than generation took the streets in France and elsewhere, and changed history. But the year is still 1960, and the verdict of the trial can be only one.

The intuition of Clouzot is ahead of time not only in what concerns the historical judgment. It is also in the style of filming. Most of the film is a court drama, in the American tradition of Kramer, just translated in French. A few scenes however are filmed in the street, part of the flashbacks that recall the story of the affair that ended in tragedy. Well these scenes are for all practical purposed New Wave. They do not only depict the Paris of the new generation, they are also filmed in the style of the new generation of directors. Here Clouzot bends graciously towards the young directors that will defame him.

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And of course, there is Brigitte Bardot. This is one of her best roles, she plays the whole range of emotions she is capable of, is beautiful and vulnerable, passionate and desperate. She attracts men, she attracts the attention, she creates emotion. It is her against the whole world, in a personal rebellion with no chance of success. With this film she established herself as a serious actress, not only as a popular star. It is her film to the same extent that it’s Clouzot’s and it is one to remember.

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Documentary: How the Beatles Rocked the Kremlin (2009)

Veteran documentary director Leslie Woodhead filmed on the British pop scene since the 60s. He starts ‘How the Beatles Rocked the Kremlin’ by telling how he filmed the four boys in Liverpool in 1962. He did not stop here, catching The Stones in the Park on film in 1969. Then, triggered by the events in Prague in 1968 his attention shifted to the processes in Eastern Europe, to the repression and the hopes, the birth of the Solidarity movement in Poland and the changes that finally led to the fall of the wall in 1989. Lately he was in Srebenica and in Beslan,with the attention still focused in the same geographical space, to be witness to the horrors of the post-communist world. ‘How the Beatles Rocked the Kremlin’ represents the merging of the passion of rock in the first years of his career with the long term obsession with the history of the last decades of the Communist era.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=elaz8Ffp2mI

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Woodhead’s thesis is striking and daring. He says that it is not merely the cold war enemies or the economic situation that led to the melting of the Soviet system, and it was not Gorbachev either. More than everything else it was the four boys from Liverpool, the culture of freedom and the influence they had on the young generations of Russia in the 60s and 70s.

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And let me say that I believe that for a large extent he is right. I have lived that period in Romania. I had the walls in my room filled with posters of my rock music idols. I was circulating vinyl music disks obtained on the black market and I was copying music on tapes. I was listening to foreign radio stations and especially to Radio Free Europe, where we, Romanian, had the chance to listen between 1969 to 1975 to the fabulous music that was broadcast by the legendary DJ and professor of rock and freedom who was Cornel Chiriac. I knew none of the people who were interviewed by Leslie Woodhead for the film – Artemy Troitsky, Kolya Vasin, Iury Pelyushonok – fans, musicians, DJs, but I knew their stories because this was the story of my whole generation, a generation which was taught freedom of thought and beauty and joy of life by the Beatles and the rock music that followed, which refused to live according to the rules imposed by the system, and which eventually, when it grew up helped tear down the system. And I do agree with Woodhead when he says (in other words, but this is the essence) that when thinking at the fall of the Soviet system ‘Yellow Submarine’ was more important than rockets, and Paul and John played a greater role than Reagan and Gorbachev.

Exaggerating? Just a bit.

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In one of the final scenes of the film, in 2004, Paul McCartney eventually made it to Moscow and sang ‘Back in the USSR’ in the Red Square. People wept. The circle was closed. The Beatles had won the cold war. Cornel Chiriac was also there.

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Exhibition: Vaclav Cigler at the Litvak Gallery in Tel Aviv

The second exhibition of the Litvak Gallery in Tel Aviv establishes the place as one of the solid landmarks of the art scene in the city, and a house of the art glass bringing artists of international reputation. After the first show that gathered works of many contemporary artists of the genre, the second ‘Light and Space in the Garden of Reason’ belongs to Vaclav Cigler. Born in 1929 in Prague, the artist is one of the best known names working in the material nowadays.

Star of David

When entering the gallery the visitor realizes immediately that Cigler’s art is not only about the objects but also about the relation between the objects, the viewer and the environment. On the right-hand wall a large window opens to the landscape of the city of Tel Aviv, and a ‘Star of David’ made of optical glass (the preferred material of the artists) relates the viewer with the outer reality reflected through the work of Cigler. Especially created for this exhibition the ‘Star of David’ is not the only Jewish symbol in the exhibition. Cigler (who is not Jewish) also created a ‘Ladder of Jacob’ made of course of glass, catching the elements of reality as part of the ascending to heaven symbolism.

two spheres

Many of the objects exposed come in pairs. The two spheres play one with the other, catch the images of each other and of the external world and send them back to the viewer.

Clear Pyramid

Cigler invites the viewer to be part of the making of the art experience, by moving permanently, and watching the objects as they change their reflection of self and reality. Such is the feeling with the pyramids, another primary form preferred and often represented by the artist.

Convex and Concave

‘Convex and Concave’ is a game of alternate shapes of mirrors that reflect and change the reality.

reflecting pools (Rippled Surfaces)

The other material Cigler is using beyond glass is water. His reflecting pools like the one where a pulsing pump sends ripples in the rhythm of the heart beats play together with mirrors on the ceiling to create effects of reflection. If you come with friends at the exhibition try playing the games of seeing each other’s reflections in the pools and in the mirrors.

Flower

Even when the object gets apparently closer to a figurative representation it is still a pretext to catch the images around and send them beck to the eyes in unexpected angles.

Block with Circle Segments

In the middle of the exhibition path the visitor can go on the terrace, where a few works play with the urban landscape around the exhibition building, catches, segments and recomposes it. Picasso and the cubists would have loved these games in glass.

Sphere

I would call the final section of the exhibition the Brancusi section. It seems to be not only influenced by Brancusi. I would say that if Brancusi had created in glass, this is the way his works could have looked like.

Spheres

The dark room seems to become a tradition in the exhibitions at the Litvak Gallery. This time we are invited to see, hear, and feel a gathering of colored eggs (the shape of the Beginning of the World at Brancusi!) that seem suspended in darkness in the sounds of un-earthly music. Is this how new universes are born?

Column

The exhibition ends with another work clearly inspired by the Endless Column. Where Brancusi superposed the double pyramids accessing to the sky, Cigler places his prisms, catching the reality around and sending it back in surprising directions. Somehow the feeling is that this universe has more than three dimensions.

The exhibition is open until the end of September. Audio-guides  with explanation of each work are available, as well as guided tours that start every time a few visitors gather (at least this is what happened last Friday). The English Web page of the gallery can be found at http://litvak.com/, the Hebrew one at http://www.litvakgallery.co.il/ and the youTube Channel is http://www.youtube.com/litvakgallery.

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The Maltese Week / 16 – The Island of Gozo

I have heard for the first time about Gozo when I bought on Amazon one of the tour guides in preparation for the trip. The title was ‘Malta and Gozo’. What in the world is Gozo, I asked myself. The answer is of course that Malta is an archipelago, and Gozo is the second island in size (67 square kilometers) and a population of 31,000 inhabitants out of the about 400,000 total population of Malta. The third one in size if you ask has a population of six (one is a policeman, crime rate must be high).

the ferryboat to Gozo

The connection between the island of Malta and Gozo is by means of ferryboat. It’s not necessarily my preferred travel experience, although the ferry between the two Maltese islands seems well run and maintained, I was lucky to see Polanski‘s Ghost Writer only after this trip.

the harbor of Mgarr

We took a organized trip, which is probably best to see Gozo, and one day is more than sufficient. The minibus waited for us at the harbor of Mgarr, which has a spectacular location, very Mediterranean in style.

the dome of Xewkija

The first stop was in the village of Xewkija, where the driver and guide of our tour was living. The village has a population of 3000 and a Rotunda church with a dome larger in size than the one of St. Paul’s in London.

admire God's creation

A welcome sign at the entry of the church invited us inside.

inside the Rotunda church of Xewkija

It is in fact man’s creation dedicated to God, rather than God’s creation. I have already written about the deep catholic feelings of the Maltese, and the church in Xewkija is a good exemplification. It was built during 20 years, between 1951 and 1971 and was all funded from money coming from the Catholic community of the village. All 3000 inhabitants have room in the church at the big events of the Catholic calendar.

stained-glass window in Xewkija

Not only its size, but also many of the interior decoration and pieces of religious art are remarkable. Of course, it is not the first church on this place, several other preceded it in the history, and part of the art objects previously used in these churches are preserved in the small museum of the church.

from the roof of the Rotunda church in Xewkija

One can climb the stairs or take the elevator to the roof of the church. The viewer is rewarded with the 360 degrees landscape of a large part of the island.

Gharb folklore museum

Our next stop was in the folklore museum in Gharb. It is quite a typical museum of ethnography, hosted by a 18th century house. The visitor will find here the typical sections in such museums about local crafts and costumes, some interesting, but presented in quite a dusty style.

Gozo wine

We did not have unfortunately the occasion to taste the wines of Gozo, just to photo the stand in a place where they were sold.

Ggigantija

I already wrote in another episode about the megalithic temples of Ggigantija. The island is populated for 5000 years.

Dwejra Bay, Azure window

Our next stop was in the spectacular Dweira bay with the Azure window and the interior lagoon carved in the limestone rock that dominates the geology of the island (as of the whole Malta). It is beautiful, reminding the Rosh HaNikra cave in the North of Israel.

Calypso's Boutique

The island of Gozo is also known as the island of Calypso, so the tour included the place where the legend says the nymph imprisoned Ulysses for seven years. Not too much can be seen there, just the entrance of a cave in a hill by the sea, so I preferred to put here a picture of … Calypso’s Boutique.

John Paul II greets us in Victoria

The capital of Gozo is Victoria, or Rabat as it was known during the Arab rule. The Citadel which is an old city fortification is the tourist center of interest, and this was our last stop on the island.

inside the Gozo Cathedral of Assumption

The Cathedral of Assumption dominates the Citadel. It was built in 1697-1703, by Lorenzo Gafa, and it’s another wonderful piece of religious architecture and includes many of the characteristics of the other churches in Malta, including the elaborated tombs on the floor.

Gozo cathedral - ceiling and trompe-vue

The art of the ceiling with a spectacular trompe-vue impressed me.

good-bye, Gozo

The way back was by ferry-boat again, a 20 minutes trip which brought us back to the main island.

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dr. Gica Manescu – Intamplari si Amintiri: Cizmarul

Prietenul meu din Bat Yam, dr. Gica Manescu mi-a dat permisiunea sa preiau pe blog inca un episod din amintirile sale. Ii multumesc din nou pentru osteneala de a-si asterne pe hartie amintirile si intamplarile prin care a trecut si pentru placerea pe care ne-o face de a le impartasi.
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Daca am inceput sa scriu cate ceva despre “ lumea inconjuratoare “ care ne ajuta sa traim mai bine si poate mai usor, am gasit, de mai mult timp, intr-o sradutza ce uneste doua strazi paralele, tot un emigrant rus, un cizmar. Trecand acum catva timp prin ea, mi-au venit in minte amintiri, din anii copilariei . Ce frumos a fost!

sursa: www.geschichteinchronologie.ch

Parca eram in orasul meu natal, Focsani, in care candva, Milcovul facea granitza intre Muntenia si Moldova. Acolo a fost strabunicul meu, un fel de vames. Dar amarat, cu 4 copii si fara “ ciubuc “ Nici n-ar fi luat. A fi “Cohen “ era o cinste, in Comuntatea evreiasca, cat de mica era. Pentruca n-a vrut sa ia bacsis de la un turc, traficant de tutun (bacsisul era introdus de ei de peste 100 ani), a urmat o  tragedie. Sub coviltirul carutei, Efraim ,strabunicul meu, a gasit foi de tutun, interzise, fara unele taxe. Nevoind sa plateasca, turcul“ l-a achitat” pe vames cu un glontz mortal.  Asa a ramas strabunica, vaduva tanara, saraca si cu casa grea. Parca-l vedeam pe domnul Schwartz, care repara incaltzamintea, doar cu materialul clientului. Intr-o camera la un  demi-sol, cu un bec atarnand deasupra mesei de lucru, pe un scaunel cu trei picioare,cu ochelarii pe varful nasului si un zambet in coltzul gurii. Scuipa din gura cateva cuie, din lemn sau fier, si-mi raspundea la salut. Trebuiau pingelite ghetele mele. Lua in mana bucata de crupon, cumparata de tata la domnul Zilberman, si incepeea prima operatzie. Punea o foaie de ziar pe o talpa si cu o pila speciala – rashpel- lua modelul si marimile. Avea tiparul cu care taia din crupon, ce ii era necesar,imi dadea restul si sa vin  dupa patru zile. Nu intrebam de pretz si nici el nu-mi spunea. Eu ridicam ghetele talpuite si tata ii trimitea banii.Acum aveam o reparatie mica, la pantofi. Se tocisera   putzin, marginile tocurilor. Trebuiau indreptate, sa pot calca bine. Am ntrat in strada de trecere. Acum, in  fatza mea, la umbra unui pom, sedea el, pe un  scaunel, in  spatele unei mesutze cu unelte de cizmarie. Un barbat de vreo 60 ani, cu ochelari cu rame de metal, cu o sapca pe cap, un pulover in carouri . Potrivea niste flecuri, dintr-o foaie groasa de cauciuc, la niste pantofi scalciatzi. S-a oprit si m-a privit. Shalom – shalom. I-am dat sa intzeleaga ca nu vorbesc limba lui. Am trecut la ebraica si ne-am intzeles, cu ce stiam fiecare. Surpriza mea,a  fost cand l-am intrebat de unde vine. N-a intzeles. Cu aratatorul spre el am spus: Kiev ? Moskva ? Leningrad ? A raspuns: Bender. Deci Cetatea Alba, in Moldova – Basarabia. Ciupea ceva pe romaneste. Venise de 3 ani, cu sotzie si 3 copii. Tatal lui  fusese   responsabil la o cooperativa de reparat incaltaminte, in locul unde bunicii, au avut-o inainte de revolutzie. El a  invatat si a ajuns institutor la o scoala din  oras. Nu le este usor,  locuintza gasita, mica, dar spera la mai bine.  Una din  fete,pianista, este “ozeret “ – ajutoare- la o famile si mai are cateva lectii de pian. El cu cizmaria, mai aduce un ban. Ia pretzuri modeste. Lucru de maestrie, nu face. Stie ce a mai apucat sa vada si chiar sa incerce, pe langa tatal lui.Mici reparatii si el are tot de ce e de nevoie. Tot ca domnul Schwartz, tzine in  gura cateva cuie, cu o sula face gaurile si cu un ciocan special, bate cuiele. Are si o solutzie de lipit, cam indoelnica.

sursa judaica-art.com

Langa el pe banci, concetateni isi povestec intre ei ( parca e ceva specific rusilor, de a se aduna prin parcuri, gradini si a sta de vorba ) .

Am scris titlul dupa cum ati vazut. De fapt, omul meu, ca sa spun asa, nu e cizmar adevarat cu calificarile necesare. As fi scris “ sandalar “ termen folosit in ebraica, dar in romaneste, n-ar fi fost corect. Exact ar fi fost poate “ carpaciul “,dar m-am oprit. E o expresie prea pejorativa si nu vreau sa jignesc pe nimeni.

Cand ploua si trec prin gradinitza, nimeni sub  copac, nimeni pe banci.E rece, e umed, pe jos, baltoace. Sunt trist.Eroul meu din povestire, sta prin casa si nu-si poate imbunatati traiul zilnic. Noroc insa, ca suntem in Israel si nu in Republica Moldova, ca aici, soarele e mai mult pe cer, decat dupa nori.

Dr.G.Manescu

Iulie 2010

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Film: Laissez-Passer (Bertrand Tavernier – 2002)

Life under German occupation was a subject that was treated in the French cinema in a gradual manner, differing according to the time of the production, reflecting the process of coping with the darkest hour of the history of France that the French society when through in the last 65 years since the end of WWII. From the heroic and idealized epics of the years that followed the war, to the variety of genres triggered by the New Wave of the 60s (including comedy) up to the more lucid and more historically and artistically true versions of the last decade. To a certain extent Bertrand Tavernier’s ‘Lassez-passer’ closes a cycle, as it deals not only with day-to-day life but also to film making under the occupation.

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Based on real experiences and memoirs the stories of the two heroes work make them work both in the film industry, but they never meet in the film, or if they do this is not shown on the screen. I find the idea genial, as the ways the two work and survive the war, the ways they oppose the occupation and resist not only physically but also morally are radically different. Director Jean Devaivre (Jacques Gamblin) is marginally involved with the Resistance but works for the hated German-led film house, where artists were obliged to make films glorifying the ‘friendship’ with the Germans, under the control and permanent scrutiny of the occupiers. Script-writer Jean Aurenche (Denis Podalydes) seems to be more interested in women, but his scripts insert subversive lines, and his actions alleviate the sufferings of a fellow writer imprisoned by the Germans. Both decide to continue to work under censorship and brutal control, and the moral rationale of this option is the key question of the film. Should the great artists of the time (names like Jean Gabin, Darielle Darieux, Michel Simon, director Clouzot) have refused to work under occupation/ Where does the positive will and need to continue life and to help the moral of the compatriots stop and collaboration with the enemy start?

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It is a long film, and especially the first 30 minutes are quite confusing, letting the impression of a difficult take-off, especially for viewers who are not necessarily familiar with all the heroes members of the milieu described in the movie. It can be felt that Tavernier was in love with the subject and wanted to present the complex picture of the period as completely as possible, but avoiding simplifications needs not necessarily result in a much longer film. The viewers are however rewarded in the second part of the film with two film moments of anthology, both having Devaivre (Gamblain) as a hero – the haunting bicycle trip from Paris to the campagne in order to visit his family and the even more surrealistic episode where after getting hold of some secret documents he is flew into England to be briefed by the British espionage experts. If the episodes are also true as claimed they show that life in time of war can make sometimes stories greater than the stories imagined for the big screen.

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Viva Espana!

Despite all fears, despite the apparently slow start, and despite having lost before the semifinals all teams who were potentially playing the flamboyant and spectacular football we love to praise, but which did not prove itself on the stadiums for the last three World Cups, the 2010 edition proved to be a success, not falling with anything from the previous editions, with one exception – the bloody vuvuzelas. I hope that these noise making devices will stay in South Africa and will not make their way to, or even better, will be forbidden in Europe and the rest of the world. With the vuvuzelas almost permanently on the background World Cup 2010 lost one dimension of the football show – the sound of the crowds in the stadium and the feedback of the tribunes to what was happening on the field. I hope they will go away.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gBxGkCPhqqA

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At start we all had the impression that the European teams are too tired for the competition, as result of the long and exhausting seasons the top teams and players play in Europe, including the national leagues and cup competition and the mid-week Chanpions League. Actually it was mostly the internal problems of teams like France and the lack of imagination of the managers of England and Italy that put these teams out of competition at a relative early stage. At some point, in the quarters it looked like all four semi-finalists may be from South America, but then both great favorites Brazil and Argentina were out of the competition, and the South American dream final remained just a dream. Whether Maradona is a great team manager or is no manager at all remains an open question. For sure Dunga is a mediocre one. African teams completely failed to capitalize on the World Cup being played in an African country, and the next opportunity may not come that soon.

Did eventually the best team win? I personally doubt. I have the feeling that if Germany and Spain were to play ten games, Germany would win six, but it may bot be the important ones. Fact is that Spain already beat Germany in the European championship final and in the World Cup semifinal, this is what counts, the rest is fantasy. So yes – the team who put the right goals at the right time won, and this is what counts.

The final game was an all-European affair. I started by siding with Netherlands, but because of their brutal game I ended by favoring Spain, and I am glad that they won. Four times 1-0 as Spain won all its games in the elimination phases is no good PR for spectacular football, but the team is great, and it is actually the only team in the competition that got close to the value of its individual players.

This World Cup also put under question mark the referees decisions in some of the matches. I think that the referees were not as guilty or incompetent, but rather the games were sometimes so fast that they overwhelmed them. It was a good thing that such a mistake as the one in the game between Germany and England happened here – at any other places and without hundreds of millions of witnesses it would not have led to the change in the game rules that I am sure will take place pretty soon and bring soccer closer to fairness, thanks to technology already used in other sport disciplines.

At this very minute it’s fiesta time in Spain. Congratulations, Spain! Viva Espana!

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Opera: ‘Pique Dame’ in Tel Aviv

The last evening of the opera season brought us yesterday to the staging of ‘Pique Dame’ the beautiful creation of Tchaikovsky based on the novella by Pushkin – a story of passion and obsession, which gives the opportunity of great performances to the singers of the principal roles, but also offers beautiful arias and moments of charm and drama to the singers in the supporting roles. The complex story and the staging close to the court of empress Ekaterina allows for Tchaikovsky to include an opera in opera fragment, as well as a glory chorus for the empress, with quotes and bows to the music of the 18th century. The libretto itself written by Tchaikovsky brother and based on Pushkin’s text has many memorable moments with the ‘Life’s a Game’ area in the final scene poignant by both music and words.

(video source IsraeliOpera)

Bringing to stage Russian operas comes natural for the team at the New Israeli Opera in Tel Aviv. Many of the singers and musicians are born, studied and worked in the former Soviet Union, or belong to families coming from that part of the globe, they are familiar and feel well the Russian music and tradition. The staging here belongs to Theatre Wielki National Opera in Warshaw directed by Mariusz Trelinski. Splendid sets dominated by black and red were created by Boris Kudlicka, and the usage of video projects is inspired and gives the scenes a lyric atmosphere. Ukrainian tenor Viktor Lutsiuk was a good Herman, a role that he brought to Israel already with the opera Marinskiy. Ira Bertman was a beautiful and dignified Lisa, and she gets close to the pick of her career, and to the position of local diva in Tel Aviv. As in many other cases the presence of the young singers coming from the Opera Studio brought freshness and quality to the stage – with Shira Raz and Shira Shafir making the best of the musical opportunities in the roles of the Governess and of Masha.

‘Pique Dame’ ended a season I was a little bit concerned about as it was the season after the anniversary of the renewal of the opera activity in Tel Aviv. It was a good one however – in its second quarter of century of existence the New Israeli Opera shows both maturity as well as allows for the influx of young singers and musicians to express themselves providing innovation and quality.

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Two New Exhibitions at the Museum of Art in Ein Harod

inside the Museum of Art in Ein Harod

The closing of the Brown collection exhibition at the Museum of Art in Ein Harod left me as many art lovers in Israel with a taste of more. Two new exhibitions opened a couple of weeks ago in the same space, and we were the lucky visitors in a quiet Sunday morning. Visiting the museum during the week (Sundays are workdays in Israel) has the advantage of silence and avoids the weekend crowds, with the disadvantage of missing the guided tours. The current exhibitions have no audioguides, so as visitors we were on our own.

Albert Rubin - Temple Mount

The room near the entrance hosts early works by Albert Rubin. It is part of a series of exhibition in which the museum helps recovering lesser-known Jewish and Israeli painters which left their mark on the history of Israeli art. Born in Bulgaria in 1887, Rupin’s career was marked by the three years that he spent in Palestine as a student of the Bezalel Art School in Jerusalem (to become later the Bezalel Academy of Arts and Design). Discovered by Boris Schatz, the founder of the school and admitted among its first 30 students, Rubin painted in this period of formation mostly portraits, landscapes and paintings of Biblical inspiration.

Shlomo Nerisky - Spanish Jew in Jerusalem

Albert Rubin - Portrait of a Yemenite

Although it is not great art, Rubin’s paintings catch an interesting moment in the beginnings of the renewal of Jewish art in Palestine before Israel was founded. It also allows an interesting glimpse to the landscape and people of the area in the last decade of the Ottoman rule. For example, here are placed one near another a portrait of Rubin and a photograph from the exhibition ‘Orientalists’ at the Tel Hai Photography museum which I visited a few months ago.

Alleyways in the Old City

The Jerusalem landscapes have also a primary atmosphere and a charm of rediscovery. See for example the group of paintings in the alleys of the Old City, a few years before history, armies and tourists came along together and made these places some of the most crowded and most emotional locations on Earth.

More information and the full catalog of the exhibition is available at http://www.museumeinharod.org.il/english/exhibitions/2010/albert_rubin/

Yechiel Krize - Safed, 1940

The second and most import exhibition of the moment includes again works from the Brown collection, this time focusing on the Abstract period of Yechiel Krize (1909 – 1968). Among the few early paintings of the artists I remarked the landscape of Safed, painted at the time when many other Jewish painters of the time (Menachem Shemi especially) dealt with the same subject. The quest for a new language and the road that led the painter to abstract art is already visible.

Gouache, 1955-1958

By the 1950s the artist had already taken the definite turn to abstraction, melting and recomposing the elements of landscape or light or other sources of inspiration into a new form of expression which had little similarities with works of other Israeli painters of the time, but was in dialog and synchronicity with the modern art of the time, especially American abstract artists.

Closeness, 1958-59

Gouache and oil painting on wood were the two preferred techniques of the period.

the 'white period' room in the exhibition

painting from the 'white period' - early 60s

The ‘white period’ in the early 60s is maybe the most coherent and expressive period of his creation. The Browns seem to have also appreciated Krize’s work of that time, as the period is well represented in the exhibition, with a full dedicated room.

Late Gouaches, 1963-1966

Late Abstract, 1964

The last years of his life brought to Yechiel Krize a better recognition in Israel, with two major exhibitions of his works being organized in the 1960s, and a major retrospective in 1970, following his death. His searches seem to have never stopped, leading him to permanent experiments in form and colors, as well as the crystallization of a powerful and recognizable style.

Painting, 1960-62

An extensive article about Krize and the exhibition in Ein Harod can be read at http://www.haaretz.com/magazine/friday-supplement/he-didn-t-paint-flowers-1.300972.

The Web site of the Museum of Art in Ein Harod is accessible at http://www.museumeinharod.org.il/english/. The museum is open all days of the week.

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Carte: Alex Leo Serban – ‘4 decenii, 3 ani si 2 luni cu filmul romanesc’

Aceste note de lectura au aparut pe Web-site-ul filme-carti.ro condus de prietenul meu Stefan Ene (Jovi) si sunt prima mea contributie la noua editie a acestui site, pe care il recomand tuturor iubitorilor de film si carte.

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Una dintre cronicile culegerii lui Alex Leo Serban ‘4 decenii, 3 ani si 2 luni cu filmul romanesc’ aparuta in colectia CINEMA a editurii Polirom ii este dedicata confratelui sau din generatia mai veche de critici de film romani, Tudor Caranfil. Este o ocazie pentru Serban sa prinda in condei caracteristicile unui bun critic de film: ‘Pentru a fi bun (foarte bun … exceptional) sunt necesare trei conditii: sa scrie bine, sa aiba gust, sa aiba cultura (macar de specialitate daca nu generala).’ (pag. 299). Dupa toate aceste criterii Alex Leo Serban este cel putin un critic de cinema foarte bun.

sursa: www.polirom.ro

Ca iubitor de film exilat, al carui contact cu cinematografia romaneasca a fost destul de ocazional si marcat de mari goluri si intarzieri vreme de peste doua decenii, nu cunosteam nici noile generatii de critici de fim romani. Numele lui Alex. Leo Serban il intalnisem doar ocazional in presa ‘rasfoita’ pe Internet, si apoi aveam sa-mi confirm comunitatea de gusturi ca si seriozitatea si profunzimea opiniilor cronicarului de film (in ciuda stilului, well, cinematografic) vazand o parte dintre filmele despre care scria Serban. Mai recent am descoperit ca criticul este un colaborator peranent la LiterNet – http://www.liternet.ro/autor/90/Alex-Leo-Serban.html. Este primul volum al sau pe care il citesc.

Cartea cuprinde majoritatea textelor criticului despre cinematografia si filmul romanesc. Organizarea volumui este destul de eclectica. In prima sectiune ‘Atitudini si clasamente’ sunt adunate textele autorului care se refera mai mult la industria, presa si institutiile cinematografiei romanesti decat la filmele insesi. Pentru cititorul si iubitorul de film trait in ultimele decenii in afara hotarelor Romaniei valoarea unora dintre informatiile adunate aici este unica, o parte surprinzand, altele confirmand cele pe care le ghicisem din vizionarea unora dintre filmele epocii. Daca in primele texte viziunea este pesimista (un articol din 1993 este tritrat ‘Despre un Cinematograf care nu exista’) iar opinia despre institutiile care ar trebui sa sprijine cinematografia romaneasca este permenent critica, aparitia ‘noului val’ in primii ani ai noului mileniu este receptionata ca o surpriza (‘Adevarul este ca nu l-am vazut venind acest asa-zis “nou val” – pag. 55), o surpriza rapid recuperata si pe care criticul de valoare si sensibilitate se pune imediat sa o analizeze. El detecteaza imediat o ruptura intre generatiile regizorilor de ‘dinainte’ si de ‘dupa’ dar si filoane de continuitate tematica si de raportare la realitate. Noul Val este descris ca un rezultat nu numai al crezului artistic al regizorilor ci si ca o consecinta a conditiilor unei perioade de tranzitie economica, sociala si culturala pentru intreaga lume romaneasca: ‘jaloanele “minimalismului” cinematografic romanesc erau deja trasate: buget mic, filmari “din mana”, sunet in priza directa si o poveste simpla, puternica si adevarata, care face inutile artificiile cinemaului “traditional”‘. (pag 56-57).

A doua sectiune intitulata ‘Portrete, dialoguri si relatari’ cuprinde interviuri cu si luate de Serban, portrete ale unora dintre persoanele importante ale cinema-ului romanesc actual si relatari de la festivalurile de filme, inclusiv de la Cannes din anii in care filmul romanesc era oaspete regulat al galelor premiatilor. Vorbind despre succesul tinerilor cineasti romani in strainatate criticul mentioneaza jaloanele esentiale: ‘Cristi Puiu a pus samanta (cu Moartea Domnului Lazarescu), Corneliu Porumboiu a udat locul (cu A fost sau n-a fost) iar Cristian Mungiu a cules roadele (cu 4 luni, 3 saptamani si 2 zile)’ – pag. 102. Nu lipsesc nici de la Cannes intepaturile la adresa ‘organizatiilor’: ‘Este aberant ca CNC sau mai stiu eu ce “for” sa se laude cu niste filme … facute in regim de gherila’ – pag. 119. Premiile festivalurilor de la Cannes sunt apreciate favorabil relativ cu premiile Oscar – ‘cu cat voteaza mai multi – si mai marunti – cu-atat premiul e mai dubios’ – pag. 120.

Alex Leo Serban

Sectia a treia este dedicata cronicilor propriu-zise. Aici am putut sa compar impresiile mele cu cele ale lui Serban in ceea ce priveste filmele pe care si eu le-am vazut, si in mare parte gusturile coincid. In primul rand criticul nu este catusi de putin reverentios sau tolerant cu esecurile regizorilor din generatiile vechi. Aproape nimic din ceea ce au facut in ultimele decenii Sergiu Nicolaescu sau Malvina Ursianu nu ii place (dar in schimb apreciaza cartea regizoarei) iar filmele lui Pita si Daneliuc sunt receptate si ele mai mult sau mai putin critic, de la caz a caz. ‘Marfa si banii’ – filmul de debut al lui Cristi Puiu este sesizat ca un moment de cotitura si o brusca deschidere de fereastra spre aer proaspat in cinematograful romanesc. ‘Filantropica’ lui Caranfil este asociat unui curent diferit de minimalism cu care asocierea este doar tematica. Despre ‘Train de Vie’ al lui Mihaileanu criticul are rezerve similare cu ale mele. Analizele cele mai serioase sunt cele facute filmelor lui Porumboiu si Mungiu. Despre 4-3-2 in cronica intitulata ‘Acesta nu este un film despre avort’ Serban gaseste cuvintele care cuprind exact si filmul si epoca la care filmul se refera: ‘4,3,2 este ca un experiment cu oameni, numai ca “opera” nu este a lui Mungiu cu a lui Ceausescu; regizorul-scenarist nu a facut decat sa traga cortina peste cutiile transparente in care romanii avortau zilnic vietile lor’.

Ultima sectiune a cartii este intitulata ‘Addenda’ – titlu sub care s-ar aduna de obicei tot ceea ce nu a putut fi categorisit si plasat in logica restului cartii. Tocmai aici insa poate fi gasit cel mai important text al cartii dupa opinia mea. Este vorba despre eseul ‘Cele doua batai de pleoapa ale modernitatii’ care se ocupa de precursorii noii cinematografii romanesti de astazi. Dupa ce trece in revista debuturile cinematografiei romanesti in 1912 si momentul Iliu cu ‘La moara cu noroc’ (‘oricat de important a fost acest titlu pentru vremea respectiva, pare mai mult un film din anii ’30 ajuns la destinatie cu intarziere’), criticul ajunge la anul cheie 1965. Titlul cartii este chiar inspirat din numele filmului lui Mungiu, iar daca numaram deceniile, anii si lunile de la scrierea cartii in urma dam de anul 1965, anul in care ‘Padurea spanzuratilor’ al lui Ciulei lua premiul la Cannes si in care iesea pe ecrane filmul de debut al lui Pintilie ‘Duminica la ora 6’. Daca acesta din urma este mentinat doar ca o rebeliune a formei pe baza unui scenariu conformist, ‘Padurea spanzuratilor’ si ‘Reconstituirea’ lui Ciulei din 1969 sunt pentru Serban dipticul canonic pentru istoria filmului romanesc. Personalizarea viziunii regizorale si includerea elementelor de oglindire a artei cinematografice (de la filmul in film al lui Pintilie pana la studioul de televiziune provincial al lui Porumboiu) sunt semnele de reper sub care se desfasoara evolutia filmului romanesc. Acest eseu care incheie culegerea de texte diferite in origine, forma, si destinatie scrise de Alex Leo Serban intr-o perioada de approape doua decenii pune ordine si da sens multora dintre ideile disparate despre subiectul de pasiune comuna al criticului si cititorilor – cinematografia romaneasca contemporana.

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