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- From: s1mbm@isuvax.iastate.edu (michael bruce mcdonald)
- Subject: Re: FIRE WALK WITH ME
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- Date: Thu, 28 Jan 1993 06:43:45 GMT
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- In article <CINEMA-L%93012716410560@AUVM.AMERICAN.EDU>, Rolando Recometa <$W$LB4P@LUCCPUA.BITNET> writes:
- >Michael,
- > I haven't seen Fire Walk With Me but intend to, now that you're
- >raving mad about it. Lynch is a great director who is slowly sinking
- >into self-parody. Wild At Heart was all quirk and no substance. It made
- >me laugh a lot but to this day, I'm not sure if it was funny or just
- >laughable. It was like watching a bad Elvis Impersonation contest. Am I
- >supposed to laugh or feel sorry?
- > As for The Last of the Mohicans being a Rambo movie for those who
- >look down on Rambo movies, well, I was quite amused by the critical
- >plaudits and box office success this movie has gotten. Take away the
- >Britishness(which for some spells class), the lush photography, and the
- >historical dressing, what you have is Daniel Day-Lewis tossing his long
- >hair, baring his chest, spitting out corny dialogue, running around in
- >graceful slow motion, a rifle in each hand, blasting away at the enemy -
- >an 18th century Rambo. It also doesn't help that director Michael Mann
- >directs it like a spinoff of Miami Vice - call it Mohawk Vice!
- > Rolando
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- Rolando, as always, I appreciate your ideas more the more detailed they be.
- I can indeed see, now, that *Mohicans* is a bit Rambo-like once its
- Britishness, lush photography, and historical dressing are "taken away,"
- though I'm not sure that I'd agree that these elements merely ornament the
- film rather than being an intrinsic part of its *content*. I have to note
- that the first scene of this film was so beautifully done that my good will
- was extended through the end, though I did cringe profoundly at Lewis's
- cross-eyed declarations of love during the shower . . . woops! *waterfall*
- scene, and at the ensuing maundering lilt from the once-great Clannad, a
- lilt that was no less painful for being mercifully brief.
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- Rolando, thanks for taking my post in the spirit in which it was intended.
- I should be aware, though, that declaring my allegiance to such a near-
- universally villified film as *Fire* amounts to "asking for it." Unlike
- Peter Giordano, and like you, I found *Wild at Heart* immensely trite and
- disappointing, hopelessly, endlessly self-referential, a paean to postmodern
- cynicism (see Peter Slotdijk for an interesting discussion of the general
- phenomenon) at its most egregious and, what's worse, at its least effective.
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- I did not expect *Fire* to be very good at all, especially since the TV series,
- which showed so much initial promise, truly ended up being practically just
- another soap.
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- Contra the assumptions of kjf, who figures that films like *Fire* suit the
- turgid desires of the academic to hang those trite and truisms like "desire of
- the Other" about the neck of an artifact whose always already dessicated body
- was never meant to bear such weight, I was simply deeply moved by *Fire*.
- Peter G is right that much of Cheryl Lee's acting is overwrought, I suppose,
- but there are moments, I think, where her performance conveys profound feeling.
- At least it did for me. I do plan to take the time and effort to write a
- much more carefully considered and written post than this. Before I do so,
- I feel that I need to consider an aesthetic relationship I have rarely thought
- about: the possible interdependence of realism and expressionism. Lynch, at
- least, seems to be attempting to situate his work amidst the inevitable
- slippages and disjunctions between realist and expressionist aesthetics, and
- does so quite successfully, in my view, in *Fire*. From a strong realist
- perspective, that is, the film is indeed too much, practically rationalizing
- away the vague yet poignant terrors of drug abuse by externalizing those
- terrors in Bob and his reluctant servant, Leland. From a strong expressionist
- standpoint, conversely, Bob (and to a lesser degree, the dream sequences)
- doesn't go far *enough* toward establishing a nearly decorative two-
- dimensionality, a stylized terror whose great precusor remains the wonderful
- projected shadowplay of Murnau's *Nosferatu*. Partly realistic and partly
- expressionist, the imagery of *Fire* is ultimately neither, occupying instead
- an uneasy space between these two great aesthetic movements. And this uneasy,
- yet-to-be-resolved relationship, I might add, has a *lot* to do with the
- uneasy story of 20th century art.
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- I wonder if one reason for the film's failure with its critics and audience is
- that Lynch did not do enough to indicate that the *audience* has a more
- definite, realistically understood knowledge of Bob's demonic and spectral
- world than does Laura Palmer. SPOILERS AHOY!
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- For instance, the viewer quite definitely *sees* Bob in Laura's room, and
- we are led to assume that she *shares* that definite vision. Yet later, in
- confronting Leland, she asks if *he* visited their home the afternoon of
- Bob's appearance. The viewer *sees* that Bob and Leland are interchangeable
- beings (though curiously we get none of those mirror non-reflected images
- which were the overly-literal tipoffs of the TV show), yet Laura seems
- confused about the connection between Bob and Leland, at least at this
- point in the film.
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- Thus, while the viewer is treated (the treat that so many viewers refused
- before or after the fact!) to the expected antics of Bob and Leland sharing
- the same space if not exactly the same body, *this* viewer, at least, was
- led to see the film's expressionism as an externalization of Laura's very
- real, drug-induced confusion and anguish, an anguish that also has a lot to
- do with her late-adolescent confusion and displacement of *desire*.
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- Thus, while the film's expressionism *is* almost tawdry in many respects, my
- personal response was occasioned, I felt, by a much more subtle impressionistic
- thread in the film, a thread focusing on the anguish of a young woman that
- remains simply anguish *despite* the riot of excess imagery and antics here.
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- I don't know. Maybe I'm just hoky.
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- Thanks for the response.
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- michael mcdonald
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