Tuesday, January 08, 2013

More than once.

In the last couple of days I have seen one movie for the third time, and another movie for the second. I'll spare you the specific stories that motivated the rewatchings, but it turns out that I do re-watch things on a fairly regular basis. (The eight times I watched Liar, Liar in one summer is my record, I think, although I may also have watched Cabaret a shocking number of times in a movie theater.)



I found each of the films stood up well to re-viewing. What I loved about Silver Linings Playbook--the specificity of the environments, the details of the characters, the flip of Jennifer Lawrence's ponytail and her I'm-so-tough eyeliner and nail polish, the way Robert deNiro wakes Bradley Cooper up to tell him he wants to watch football with him, his own obsession in mighty struggle with his desire to convey his love, the sweetness and watchfulness of Jackie Weaver as the mom--all these things, to me, shone with greater clarity. Sometimes what you love about a film is better when you don't look again, when you just remember it--the cracks are more evident, the wit more forced. But sometimes, what you love is burnished upon re-watching.

Anna Karenina's artifice, staginess, rigorous construction, seemed this time to melt away. It was present, it reasserted itself, but it felt less intrusive, and this time, I found the film more devastating. Which is as it should be, I think.

Who can say what shapes our viewing, or re-viewing, of a film? Is it the company in which we see them? the time of day, the pressures on us in our regular lives that exert themselves with greater or lesser insistence at a particular moment? The fact that we saw it on a holiday, or in a stolen afternoon? And some films, might reveal themselves more fully to us over time, and upon reexamination? Why would we believe that everything about a film should reveal itself in just one viewing? I have visited certain paintings, or series of paintings, every chance I get--not that often, because I don't live in a city with a big art museum--but I've looked at, for instance, a huge work of Anselm Kiefer in the National Gallery any number of times. It seems like forever that I have been visiting this painting. Whenever I'm there, I spend some time in its presence, to experience its scale, its force and dominance.

Or there's a painting at the Milwaukee Art Museum by Jules Bastien-Lepage that rivets me. I don't know if it's a great painting, but everything about it is beautiful to me. I have been to Milwaukee just two times--one more time than I needed to, probably--but each time I went to the museum (several times each visit to the city), I made sure to spend time with this painting. I loved its texture, the movement of everything, the gaze of the woodcutter. The little girl's hair.

Who knows if I'll ever see it again? If I'll have the chance to go to Milwaukee, or New York or Chicago or L.A. or Washington D.C.? And who knows if I will ever watch Cabaret again? If I have the chance to do any of these things--to return to them--I will.


7 comments:

Sophia said...

I loved silver linings!!

Lisa B. said...

me too!

diane said...

I found Anna Karenina devastating and powerful. Also, the movie had so much texture!

radagast said...

Beautiful, comme toujours, HT. There are certain movies and books that I can just settle back into, over and over again, no matter which page I turn to or at what point I catch them in my channel surfing.

I felt slightly to very uncomfortable all the way through my viewing of Silver Linings. I ended up thinking it a very good, impeccably acted, and moving film, but still. Antsy.

Dr Write said...

I think I probably need to see AK again.
Also, I too remember that Milwaukee painting. I spent a long time looking at it. I've only been there once, but, oye! What a museum!!
I would love to see SLP again too. Which I probably will. At some point.
Duty calls.

Emma J said...

I love being able to look through your eyes at things -- movies and these wonderful paintings. I am not a movie watcher like you are a movie watcher but the attention you bring to your watching -- I love that.

I was very glad to hear they cast Jude Law as Karenin and made his pain and loss palpable and real instead of glossing over it as the just deserts of the frumpy husband. Anna Karenina was the book I read and re-read through high school, one of the books I keep reading now, the archaeological geological strata of the characters, their pain, selfishness, desires all tug, all devastate. Without that complexity the story is nothing but a soap opera.

Ann said...

So lovely.

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