'Passages' Review: The Compelling Queer Drama The MPA Doesn't Want You To See
Big events like Barbie and Oppenheimer may have brought audiences back to theaters, but it's movies like Aisles that will surely keep them there during the upcoming studio holiday . However, the gritty queer novel comes to a dead end. The controversial NC-17 rating, which the director described as "a form of cultural censorship," prompted MUBI to release the film unrated and limited the number of theaters willing to show it.
The French (mostly English) production is directed by American director Ira Sachs, whose 2012 independent film Turn on the Lights was based on his own relationship with literary agent Bill Clegg. Some of these autobiographical elements carry over into The Alleys, but the film is surprisingly authentic in its portrayal of a marriage that ends bitterly. From the opening scene, Sacks presents a thoroughly obnoxious protagonist: on the last day of an independent Paris production, German director Thomas furiously fires extras and actors for minor quirks, as only a nervous, arrogant performer can. But what should look absolutely disgusting on paper is immediately contrasted with empathetic appeal thanks to masterful cinematography by German artist Franz Rogowski ( Transit ) .
Over the course of 90 minutes, the strained relationship between Thomas and his fellow English writer Martin (Ben Whishaw) - exacerbated by an unlikely relationship with Frenchwoman Agatha (Adele Exarchopoulos) - results in a gripping interpersonal drama executed with precision. is a progressive treatment method.
Rogowski, Whishaw and Exarchopoulos are exceptional in Passage.
Any movie that can be called "The Worst Man Alive" can confuse the casual viewer, but Aisles makes every character fully and immediately understandable, even in their most difficult and difficult moments. When she meets Martin, for example, she's somewhere between the end of her rope and the edge of a cliff, both fed up with Thomas for reasons we don't know and trapped in her marriage to him by forces we've yet to see. . .
Is it unreasonable to leave Tomasz's ball early after Martin refuses to dance with him? That's one way of looking at things, and maybe even Tomas; After all, he is a person who likes to have fun. Perhaps that's why Sachs presents Martin this way, with Whishaw carrying an emotional burden that the audience doesn't yet understand and that Thomas doesn't want to acknowledge.
Whishaw, who played a smoother, gentler version of "Q" in Daniel Craig's Bond films and the friendly bear voice of Paddington, uses his quavering voice to evoke a quiet charm in Martin. At every turn, he has a depressed melancholy, implicitly reminding Thomas that for all his outward charm and brilliance, Thomas has a selfish side that harms everyone around him.
However, this image of Thomas is immediately shattered when the director meets Agatha, a young teacher, whose relationship problems lead him to reunite with Thomas later that evening. As Agatha, Exarchopoulos walks a fine line between tenderness and determination, creating an emotional space that Thomas can easily relate to, leading to moments of mutual passion and youthful mischief. Through the respective experiences of Martin and Agatha, two types of Martin are introduced. While Thomas is subject to Martin, Agatha feels free from him.
Rogowski is in the spotlight. He's actor Sax's secret weapon, making his fishing nets and tree plants more masculine than ever, his realistic gait and deep, thoughtful, ever-weary eyes helping Tom show the small dog's sensitivity. His lyrics range between funny gravel and downright gravel. The ease with which she admits her affair with Martin (and the humble silence with which Whishaw accepts it) raises a million questions about their relationship. From tenderness to heartfelt sincerity, this small interaction creates an emotional mystery of sorts, the answers to which are always in the language of the film thanks to Rogowski's performance: are they an open marriage? If so, what did Martin say?
Ira Sachs adds subtle touches to each hallway scene.
The grief that Thomas evokes in both Martin and Agatha playing ping pong matches the grief that he is only trying to feel in the face of old signs of soft resistance on your part - or maybe he really feels in his own narcissistic way. . partner and regain a sense of autonomy for the second time.
Sachs keeps us mostly in Tomasz's perspective and rarely shares a fuller picture of Martin and Agatha's daily life, except for a few details about their work. But even these workplaces are defined not by the presence of Martin and Agatha, but rather by the nearby empty corridors, which embody both the emptiness and the physical or emotional lack that Thomas must be within – and the frightening possibility that he might appear without it. warn and make a grand romantic (albeit ultimately selfish) gesture. Rogowski's multi-layered and ephemeral work is complemented and even reinforced by this anticipatory and ambiguous sense of longing and dread.
Tomasz's absence is felt in every scene, as Sax commands his presence with unbridled energy as he enters the room - his delicate step obviously not without bells and whistles, but still keeping you on your toes. his silence was fixed in the frame. In several emotionally intimate scenes, Tomáš stands completely with his back to the camera. At times like this, Martin needs to be in the spotlight, but Whishaw knows exactly when to keep quiet and when to approach the material with painful restraint. Thus, Rogowski determines the mood of the scene only through his pose, as he dominates the image.
It's a great example of movement and showmanship through body language, the bond each actor creates during the many sex scenes (tastefully shot, mostly clothed, but still exciting and passionate). If sex is a mutual act that they enjoy and engage in, Sacks and cinematographer José Deschet allow two combinations of actors—Rogowski and Whishaw or Ekzarkopoulos—to set the film's physical and emotional rhythms. However, when Thomas becomes trapped in his own world and intimacy becomes a distant or selfish act, his partners are almost hidden from the camera. This could be a masturbation scene.
On the other hand, Transitions as a whole is an epic of physical and intellectual masturbation of its infamous protagonist, whose actions are often amusing, but sometimes frustrating, even downright infuriating. However, the emotional impulse behind each decision is always clear, without the need for verbal confirmation, as if it were a powerful rebuke to the Hollywood wisdom that limits art and dictates the need to give the public a chance. a dozen characters. You have to understand them on a more fundamental level, and at every turn, Sachs and Rogowski ensure that they create a complex saga that challenges the now commonplace binary ideas of "good" and "bad" performance. and dominates the studio. the world. . . focused speech. These labels rarely matter when the result is so subtle and human, which makes it all the more infuriating that the MPA doesn't want "transitions" to be seen by a large audience.
Sexual scenes in passages do not deserve an NC-17 rating.
The phrase "alleys" is nothing more than a knee-jerk reaction to the moral panic of the right. The NC-17 rating (replacing the 1990s "X" rating for films such as Last Tango in Paris ) was generally associated with violent violence and explicit sexual imagery, even within the context of arbitrary MPA regulations. For example, in the famous grotesque exploitation film "Serbian film" , whose justification is listed as "extremely deviant sexual and violent content, including explicit dialogue". Although the MPA has been a voluntary alternative to state censorship since 1945, it has often been embroiled in controversy between its paradoxical tolerance of gratuitous violence and its suppression of soft language and sexuality.
However, Aisles barely qualifies for sexually explicit material (such as John Waters' 1997 reissue of The Pink Flamingos ) in the MPA's overall NC-17 rating. There are no bare breasts to show, not even a sex pic, other than a few bare butt shots. Even Oppenheimer featured more explicit sex and nudity, but received an R rating that allowed anyone to enter in the presence of an adult. According to director Nicholas Stoller, the MPA (later MPAA) gave his 2008 comedy Forgetting Sarah Marshall an R rating instead of NC-17 despite gratuitous shots of Jason Segel's penis because he didn't have an erection. The best thing you can see in the corridor is the footage of the second character tying a towel around his equally empty member.
The difference, of course, is that Sarah Marshall's Oblivion was purely a comedy; Similarly , Oppenheimer depicts sex between heterosexual characters. Aisles , on the other hand, is an uncompromising drama from a gay director who came to American screens at a time when conservative politicians were increasingly obsessed with the police - a level of moral panic "Probably since Anita . Bryant ceased to exist in the 1970s.
The implication is that even a film relatively restrained in its portrayal of sex—characteristic, veiled, and bland at best—would indeed be the target of a moral panic, as America's populist right tends to instill fear by portraying transsexuals. people throw people, drag queens and other freaks are seen as a threat to children. Labeled NC-17, the MPA effectively forces MUBI to edit the film for an R rating, or release it unrated, limiting its commercial prospects.
Consequently, The Curites is the kind of film that guarantees a seemingly normal understanding of modern queerness, either sexually or culturally. It presents fluid characters whose love and self-loathing are complex and lived-in, shaped by a living humanity whose lives some political factions prefer to cast aside.
"Passages" was never intended as a political revolutionary work of art, but the circumstances of its release in the United States made it so. His extrapolation from the everyday of the terrifying and complex chaos of romanticism became extraordinary in itself.
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