Monthly Archives: March 2017

  • Certain Women

    Kelly Reichardt (2016)

    Wendy and Lucy (2008) put me off seeing Kelly Reichardt’s next two films, Meek’s Cutoff (2010) and Night Moves (2013).  Her continuingly rising reputation and the cast of her new picture, Certain Women, drew me back to her.  This is Reichardt’s sixth feature; like all but one of the previous five, it’s set in the American North West – this time in Montana rather than Oregon.  The locale – as depicted by Reichardt, the cinematographer Christopher Blauvelt and the production designer Anthony Gasparro – is remarkable chiefly for its large, melancholy rural landscapes and its fast-food outlets.  Certain Women is an adaptation of short stories in a collection called Both Ways Is the Only Way I Want It, by Maile Meloy (who is from Montana).  Reichardt, who wrote the screenplay, has changed Meloy’s title for the better, even though the adjective in it doesn’t really have a double meaning.  The main female characters, who vary in age, background and circumstances, all make up their mind to do something but their route to the decision is marked by anxious incertitude.

    In the first story, Laura Wells (Laura Dern), a middle-aged lawyer in the city of Livingston, has to deal with a particularly difficult client:  Fuller (Jared Harris), disabled as a result of a workplace injury, wants to sue his employers for negligence.  Laura has been telling him for eight months that, by virtue of accepting the company’s initial, nominal compensation payment, he’s relinquished the right to pursue a case against them.  She takes Fuller to get a second opinion from a personal injuries lawyer (Guy Boyd), who confirms exactly what Laura has been saying.  Because this legal opinion is also a male one, Fuller accepts it without argument.  Outside the lawyer’s office, he rows with his wife (Edelen McWilliams) and gets a lift back with Laura instead.  He tells her he wants to shoot his former employers and, that evening, holds one of the firm’s security guards (Joshua T Fonokalaki) at gunpoint.  The police contact Laura, who comes immediately to the scene and negotiates with Fuller.  He insists that she read aloud to him the entire contents of the company’s file on him.  Once she’s done this, Fuller lets the guard go and tells Laura to exit at the front of the building, pretending to the police that she has a gun at her back, while Fuller escapes via the rear  entrance.   Laura goes out as instructed but tells the police Fuller’s whereabouts.  They arrest him.  Admirers of Kelly Reichardt’s minimalism should be well satisfied by this piece.  The relatively uninitiated and/or lukewarm may see it as the work of someone who’s not just a minimalist but a monotonist.  Except for Fuller’s brief outburst in Laura’s car, the episode is resolutely low-key – even when the protagonist finds herself in what at first seems to be a potentially life-threatening situation.

    Laura Wells lives alone with her dog (which also accompanies her to work) but, in the opening scene of Certain Women, we see her at home, at the end of a lunch hour she’s spent in bed there with a man called Ryan Lewis (James Le Gros).  He turns up again in the second story, as the husband of its main character Gina (Michelle Williams).  The Lewises are building a second home in the country and spend their weekends on site, camping out in a tent.  They’re resentfully accompanied by their teenage daughter Guthrie (Sara Rodier).  On the way home one Sunday, Gina and Ryan call on Albert (René Auberjonois), an elderly man who has a load of sandstone outside his property.  Gina is keen to acquire the sandstone:  as Ryan explains to Albert, she wants ‘authentic’ materials for the house they want to build.  Gina broaches the subject with affable persistence but the negotiations seem to be going round in circles  – partly because Albert shows signs of dementia, rapidly forgetting what he’s just said, and partly because of Ryan’s more tentative approach, which involves repeatedly qualifying Gina’s remarks.   In her dealings both with Albert and with the sullenly uncooperative Guthrie, Gina is tensely determined to get things done and feels undermined by her husband’s craven diplomacy.  Ryan does remind Guthrie that Gina ‘works really hard’ and that they couldn’t manage without her; he tells Albert that Gina’s ‘the boss’.  Yet Guthrie treats her mother with bored contempt and Albert, throughout the sandstone discussions, makes eye contact exclusively with Ryan.  (It’s different when the subject isn’t man’s talk:  outside his house, Albert draws attention to the call of a bird and what it seems to be saying; Gina joins in with this and makes Albert chuckle.)   Vexing as Gina finds the visit, she and Ryan succeed in getting what they wanted:  in the last sequence of this section of Certain Women, the sandstone is being loaded onto a truck.  Albert gets up from the bed where he’s been watching a football game on TV (he has a fire and a cooler fan both going in the room) and goes to the window.  Gina catches sight of him looking out.  She waves but he doesn’t respond.  Kelly Reichardt gets across clearly the characters’ personalities and the dynamics between them, although the context of the story is sketchy.  (We get the impression that Gina is the family’s main breadwinner without knowing what she does for a living[1].)  Once again, the essential tone is unvarying.

    The central character in the film’s third episode is Jamie (Lily Gladstone), who’s in her late teens and works as a ranch hand.  It’s winter; Jamie is lodging on a farm outside an agricultural village called Belfry and looks after the horses stabled there.  One evening, with nothing better to do, she goes to the village and wanders into a sparsely-attended night class on school law.  She has no knowledge or understanding of the subject but she’s instantly taken with the teacher, Beth Travis (Kristen Stewart).   After the three others present have left, Beth and Jamie strike up a conversation and go to a nearby diner.  Beth has recently graduated from law school; she took on the Belfry assignment as a temporary insurance against getting failing to get anything else.  She now has a full-time job in a firm of lawyers in Livingston so doesn’t need, in either sense of the word, the twice-weekly, four-hour drive to Belfry and back; she doesn’t herself know much school law and has to keep mugging up on it.  Jamie immediately finds her emotional life revolving around the classes and going to the diner afterwards with Beth, who snatches a quick meal before heading off to Livingston.  One night, Jamie gives Beth a horseback lift to the diner and back to the car park.  When Jamie turns up for the next class, a new, male teacher explains that he’s replacing Beth for the remainder of the course.  Jamie drives to Livingston, walks round for a while, sleeps in her car overnight and goes looking for Beth the following morning.  She makes inquiries at the firm where Laura Wells works (we see Laura and her dog going upstairs to her office) – then drives to an address that Laura’s secretary (Ashlie Atkinson) gives her.  Jamie catches sight of Beth’s car arriving in the parking lot and gets out of her own.  Beth is astonished to see Jamie, who explains that she knew if she didn’t come she’d never see Beth again, and that she couldn’t let that happen.  Beth doesn’t respond.  Jamie gets back into her car and drives home to Belfry.  She’s so tired by now that she falls asleep at the wheel.  The vehicle plows into a field.

    This last part of Kelly Reichardt’s triptych takes Certain Women to a different, richer level.  (It made me, for the first time, want to see more of Reichardt’s work.)  There are several reasons for this.  Jamie’s unsophisticated transparency is a refreshing, easily likeable contrast to the tetchy dissimulation that dominates the first two stories.  The unfamiliarity of Lily Gladstone (a native Montanan of Native American heritage) reinforces that sense of refreshment.   Reichardt’s alternation between the largely unvarying routines at the stables and the night classes works very well – not least because the latter are for Jamie, from the moment that Beth turns up, anything but routine:  they’re reassuring and exciting.  There’s a potent sense of the whole of Jamie’s time between classes leading up to this all-important moment each Tuesday and Thursday evening.  There’s also a good, ambiguous texture to the stable scenes – in the sensory warmth, the physical beauty of the terrain and the way those things combine to make us more aware of Jamie’s solitude.  (On their first visit to the diner, Beth asks if she knows the others in the class and Jamie laughingly replies, ‘I don’t know anyone’.)  The three other regulars are all local teachers (Stephanie Campbell, Kilty Reidy and the distinctive Marceline Hugot).  Perhaps it’s a cheap shot that the only questions they ask Beth concern not student rights but teachers’ salaries and car parking entitlements.  But it’s welcome in a film not overflowing with humour.

    Reichardt crafts the short-lived relationship between Jamie and Beth in a way that’s generous to them both and poignant in effect.  The diner conversations mean everything to Jamie:  the most important person in her life is talking to her and only her.  Jamie takes this to mean something that it doesn’t mean to Beth, for whom it’s a relief just to be able to let off steam about how time-consuming the travel to Belfry is.  The first member of her family to go on to higher education, Beth doesn’t condescend to Jamie.  She also experiences the horseback ride as something extraordinary but only for as long as it lasts:  she still gets back in her car without further ado.  The gulf between the two women’s feelings is finely conveyed in the scenes following Jamie’s discovery that Beth has given up coming to Belfry.  (Reichardt makes the discovery more shocking by having the replacement teacher sit in the class seats until the others arrive and he goes to the front to introduce himself – Jamie assumes up to this point that he’s just a new student.)  On the nighttime drive into Livingston, Lily Gladstone is luminous.  She expresses Jamie’s desolation that she may not see Beth again yet there’s also a hint of Jamie’s delight in driving the route that Beth has been driving.  In their final meeting, Kristen Stewart’s paralysis is eloquent:  Beth can’t think what else to say to Jamie; it takes her a good few moments even to start moving away from her towards the office door.  Beth doesn’t mean to be unkind to Jamie; she’s just on a different wavelength.  Thanks to its emotional amplitude, this third section makes a stronger impression than either of the preceding parts does.  In retrospect, it seems altogether bigger than what’s gone before – a short novel, rather than a short story, on film.

    Certain Women ends with a postscript to each of its episodes.  Laura visits Fuller in prison.  He tells her his wife has left him for another man, who, to add insult to injury, is also behind bars.  Fuller pleads with Laura to write to him.   Gina’s and Ryan’s building project is progressing, with Gina  doing the work of feeding her husband, her daughter and the men helping with the house construction.  Jamie appears briefly, still looking after the horses with not another human being in sight.  The threefold epilogue doesn’t amount to much more than underlining what’s happened previously; the minor intersections between stories – Ryan appearing briefly in the Laura part, Laura even more briefly in the Jamie-Beth part – have a similarly perfunctory feel.  The males in the film are all, in different ways, pathetic.  Fuller is floundering in desperate needfulness.  Ryan cheats on his wife and verges on the inane.  Albert is losing his mind.  The Jamie-Beth story prospers with barely a male in evidence though the replacement teacher (Gabriel Clark) manages to sound vaguely misogynist and egocentric even with just his couple of lines.  He tells the students that ‘the travelling seems to have been too much for Ms Travis’ and that he’s recently divorced, as if therefore deserving of sympathy.

    There are links between the main female characters too – Laura and Gina share resentment of being made to feel ‘the bad guy’, and of the unwarranted guilty conscience that results – but Kelly Reichardt’s women are substantial individuals.  In spite of my reservations about the first two thirds of Certain Women, Laura Dern and Michelle Williams are both excellent.  (The whole cast is strong, men as well as women.)  Williams expertly suggests that Gina’s control freakery and admirable determination are two sides of the same coin – that the edgy, forced quality of her friendliness, as she tries to negotiate with Albert, is the only way Gina can do business.  Laura Dern’s face continually registers then masks frustration or unease.  The one time Laura Wells seems relaxed is when she’s lying on her sofa watching television, with her dog beside her. (It’s a brief respite: the phone then rings, to summon her to Fuller’s hostage-taking.)  The Michelle Williams section of Certain Women is the only episode without a significant canine presence but the film is dedicated to Kelly Reichardt’s own late dog, Lucy, who co-starred with Williams in Wendy and Lucy.

    9 March 2017

    [1] According to Sight & Sound (March 2017), Gina is an estate agent.

  • Casque d’or

    Jacques Becker (1952)

    The title refers to a hairstyle and the young woman who wears it.  We first see ‘golden helmet’ Marie (Simone Signoret) as one of a boating party.  There are three rowboats.  Among the women in them, Marie is the only one rowing; the others are passengers of the men in the party.  While the latter are mooring the boats, the girls run to the outdoor bar-café the party is heading for; this race is Marie’s idea and she wins it easily.  The women are all gigolettes – ‘whores’, according to a disapproving matron who observes their noisy, excited arrival at the café – but it’s immediately clear that Marie is different from the rest – distinctively beautiful, an ardent free spirit, not subservient to her male partner.  The men are professional criminals.  Marie offends her preening, abusive boyfriend Roland (William Sabatier) when she dances at the café with another young man, introduced to her by one of the older crooks, the genial Raymond (Raymond Bussières).  The quiet, modest stranger is Georges Manda (Serge Reggiani), who once did time in jail with Raymond but is now going straight, working as a carpenter.  Roland goads Manda into flooring him with a punch and vows prophetically that ‘You’ve not heard the last of this’.  Marie and Manda continue to see each other in the days that follow.  Watched by other members of the crime syndicate, Roland confronts Manda.  In the scuffle that follows, Manda, in self-defence, kills his rival.

    The setting of Jacques Becker’s film is Paris and its environs – Belleville, Joinville and the surrounding countryside – during the Belle Époque.  After killing Roland, Manda quickly gives up his job and goes on the run.  Marie lures him to a rural rendezvous, where they continue their affair.  The place is idyllic and the weather perfect but the romance is inevitably ill fated.  The knowledge of what’s coming is, for me, a limitation of Casque d’or, which Becker wrote with Jacques Companéez.  The predetermined doom of the piece made this viewer feel trapped in a particular genre of underworld romantic tragedy rather than sympathetic towards the lovers also ensnared.  You not only know the story will end with Manda’s paying the ultimate price; you also have a good idea of what intervening deaths will occur.  The copain Raymond, framed for Roland’s murder until the honourable Manda learns of this and hands himself in, is fatally shot by the police when he and Manda try to escape, in a diversion arranged by Marie, while being transported from one jail to another.  The only consolation in the story is no less predictable:  Manda, also using a police gun, gives Félix Leca (Claude Dauphin), the boss of the crime syndicate, his just desserts.  Leca shows a lot more concern for brushing his suits clean than he does for other human beings.  It struck me that his nasty dandy quality was rather too similar to Roland’s, although this may have been Becker’s intention.

    Nevertheless, Casque d’or is a strong, rhythmical drama, and well acted all round.  Simone Signoret’s luminous toughness is beautifully modified as Marie falls in love with Manda.  Serge Reggiani’s melancholy underdog quality complements Signoret’s charismatic sensuality.  The love scenes between the two of them are understated, gentle and appealing.  Because Reggiani is such a pacific presence, the desperate force with which Manda shoots Leca is startling. Signoret’s final movement is very effective – as she watches Manda being guillotined, Marie lowers her own head as if she’s been executed too.    Every part in the film is cast with exceptional care for getting just the right look.  This is most obvious perhaps when Marie and Manda enter a church to watch a wedding going on there.  The choristers and the organist, although glimpsed very briefly, register strongly; the bride and groom have stepped straight out of a wedding photograph of the period.  The abundance of extraordinary faces is sometimes a little too much – they seem to be competing for the camera’s attention – but the best character actors in Casque d’or are so good that you hardly mind.  They include Odette Barencey as Ma Eugène, who owns the smallholding where the lovers stay for their short happy time together, and the splendid Gaston Modot, as the old carpenter Danard.

    7 March 2017

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