Showing posts with label Natalie Press. Show all posts
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Thursday, December 3, 2009

The Decade List: Wasp (2003)

Wasp – dir. Andrea Arnold

[I’m going to try to highlight some of the excellent shorts of the ‘00s today and tomorrow, but they hardly represent the best of the world of short subject filmmaking, as nearly all the examples I have are from filmmakers better known for the features. This is a reworking of a piece I wrote on Andrea Arnold’s Wasp for a Short Film Blog-a-thon two years ago. You can find Wasp on either Tartan’s DVD release of Red Road or on Warp Films’ release of Cinema16’s European Short Films.]

It’s a rare path for a filmmaker to have won an Academy Award, for a short film no less, before embarking on a successful career of feature-length films, but Andrea Arnold, whose near-brilliant Red Road and absolutely incredible Fish Tank, can make such a claim. Like nearly all the sectors of the Academy, the short film committee doesn’t always get it right (that musical about competing falafel joints West Bank sucks hard), but they did in 2005, giving the prize to Wasp, a perfectly succinct twenty-six-minute-long look at a young single mother of four named Zoë (the excellent Natalie Press, who also starred in Arnold’s Red Road, as well as Pawel Pawlikowski's My Summer of Love) and her failed attempts to balance a party-girl social life and the expected role of caregiver to her young children.

On one level, Wasp functions as a look into the world of celebrity obsession and projection. America doesn’t, and probably never will, understand David and Victoria Beckham, the über celebrity couple of Great Britain, who, unlike Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie, have a quality about them that’s almost strictly English. For Zoë, the Beckhams represent the ideal. In an embarrassing scene, one of her daughters tells a woman how she says she’s as pretty as Victoria, resulting in scoffs from the woman and Zoë telling her daughters to not tell anyone that again. In many ways, there’s Victoria Beckham is an impossibility, the paradigm of the young, attractive mother. And yet, the actual struggles Zoë suffers in being a mother aren’t the ones anyone would ever imagine Mrs. Beckham has ever had to endure.

This celebrity projection is a sad endeavor, for Zoë can barely even feed her children. When Zoë runs into Dave (Danny Dyer), a former crush showing his first bit of interest in her, one of the girls remarks, “He looks just like David Beckham!” This, naturally, elicits a knowing smirk from Zoë, in a way opening herself up to the possibility of coming to a closer realization of her idolization. Of course, this will only happen if she can get someone to watch her kids for their evening date at the pub. The Beckhams operate similarly in Wasp as ABBA does in Muriel’s Wedding. For Muriel (Toni Collette), ABBA is the escape of her own harsh personal reality; the infectious pop of the Swedish supergroup stands as her archetype of eternal bliss and happiness. For Zoë, the Beckhams represent the same thing, the false pinnacle of desire: fashionable motherhood, physical perfection and marital joy. The young girls share their mother’s obsession with celebrity and forced commercialism, asking their mother to play Robbie Williams at the pub while demanding she take them to Mack-donalds.

It would appear that Zoë is a pretty awful mother. She beats a woman up in front of her young girls, even if she’s doing so because the woman slapped one of her girls. When she can’t find a babysitter, Zoë plants her children outside the pub to fend for themselves. They’re starving, and she has no money to buy them anything more than crisps. However, this ultimately comes in question when the titular wasp threatens to crawl inside her baby’s mouth. The incident proves to be the wake-up call she needed, eclipsing her own personal desires for a man or, more accurately, to play the part of Victoria to Dave’s David.

Despite a glimmer of a happy ending with Dave finally realizing that the young girls Zoë played off as belonging to her girlfriend are, in fact, hers. Instead of running away (which always looks like it might be a possibility), he gets the children fed and takes the family home. Despite coming to some actualization of what’s truly important in her life, this comes with a return to the consumerism of fast food, and on top of that, a merry car ride to horrible pop music. The last shot of Wasp shows the car driving off as one of the passengers carelessly throws their bag of fast food out the window. On one hand, Arnold says that some things will never change. On the other, steps have been made in the realization of Zoë’s daydream goal. Arnold knows Zoë will never be the Victoria she so longs to become… and, really, Zoë knows this underneath as well. Yet with said understanding, Zoe finds what she’s both looking for and not expecting to find. However, happiness doesn’t come with a clean slate.

With: Natalie Press, Danny Dyer, Jodie Mitchell, Molly Griffiths, Kaitlyn Raynor, Danny Daley
Screenplay: Andrea Arnold
Cinematography: Robbie Ryan
Country of Origin: UK
US Distributor: Tartan Films

Premiere: August 2003 (Edinburgh Film Festival)
US Premiere: 23 October 2004 (Milwaukee International Film Festival)

Awards: Best Live Action Short Film (Academy Awards); Short Filmmaking Award, International (Sundance Film Festival); Best Short Film, Honorable Mention – Natalie Press (Stockholm Film Festival)

Monday, October 5, 2009

The Decade List: My Summer of Love (2004)

My Summer of Love – dir. Paweł Pawlikowski

Something about the title My Summer of Love evokes the not-so-distant-past. It’s not a sentence, so there’s no verb tense to indicate such. However, it conjures a memory. “That was the summer where I…” And don’t all those summers occur during the strange and exciting period of “growing up?” Everything about Paweł Pawlikowski’s second feature supports the notion of a moment in time remembered rather than one transpiring in some variation of real time on the screen.

Filmed in lush sun-drenched hues of gold, Ryszard Lenczewski’s cinematography is almost too lovely, and as I said before when comparing the film to Sébastien Lifshitz’s Presque rien, rewatching the film never fully lives up to your recollection of the visuals. In fact, revisiting the film as a whole never really lives up to your first encounter with it, which ironically stands as one of My Summer of Love’s strengths, of which there are many.

The catalysts for this particular summer, which takes place in no specific year as Pawlikowski eliminates all cultural indicators of time, arrive within the first minutes of the film. Mona (the wonderful Natalie Press) lies on the grass, next to her engine-less moped, as Tamsin (Emily Blunt), suspended from her boarding school, rides up to her on a horse. After this initial meeting, where an invitation to hang out is offered by Tamsin, Mona returns to her home, a pub left to her and her brother Phil (Paddy Considine) by their deceased mother, to find Phil emptying the liquor bottles and announcing his conversion to Christianity. The scene that follows shows the final sexual encounter between Mona and the married man (Dean Andrews) she’s having an affair with. Within ten minutes, the slate has been wiped clean, each of the characters (Mona, Tamsin and Phil, that is) given a new beginning.

This quick succession of events would have come across as a crude narrative convenience, but Pawlikowski and co-writer Michael Wynne use this as a clever framing device, bookended naturally with the shattering of the characters’ many illusions. I always seem to return to a quote Roger Ebert made about the film: “This isn't a coming-of-age movie so much as a movie about being of an age.” My Summer of Love isn’t about first-love, sexual maturation or identification. Love really doesn't factor into the film. It’s about the intoxicating possibilities three people, all lost in some form and with seemingly interminable free time, develop with one another, each so immersed in their own fantasy that they fail to notice the harm it inevitably causes the adjacent parties.

With: Natalie Press, Emily Blunt, Paddy Considine, Dean Andrews, Paul Antony-Barber, Lynette Edwards, Kathryn Sumner
Screenplay: Paweł Pawlikowski, Michael Wynne, based on the novel by Helen Cross
Cinematography: Ryszard Lenczewski
Music: Will Gregory, Alison Goldfrapp
Country of Origin: UK
US Distributor: Focus Features

Premiere: 21 August 2004 (Edinburgh Film Festival)
US Premiere: 20 May 2005 (Seattle International Film Festival)

Awards: Alexander Korda Award for Best British Film (BAFTAs); Best European Film (Polish Film Awards)