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Thursday, August 15, 2024

Touch (Snerting)



 















Director Baltasar Kormákur

Kormákur on the set

Kormákur with author Ólafur Jóhann Ólafsson

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TOUCH (Snerting)                 B                                                                                             Iceland  Great Britain  (121 mi)  2024  d: Baltasar Kormákur

A memory play wrapped up in an intensely realized love story that happened long ago, remaining the singlemost important event in a man’s life, yet she disappeared more than 50 years ago.  While he has vivid memories of things that happened in the past, he sometimes forgets the simplest everyday things, with a doctor informing him his memory is fading from the onset of dementia (which is likely to double over the next 20 years, according to Dementia statistics | Alzheimer's Disease International (ADI)) and that he’s running out of time, so he’s urged to settle any unfinished business and place his affairs in order.  Reminiscent of the past and present time structure of Nick Cassavetes’ THE NOTEBOOK (2004), the doctor runs a brain scan, suspecting some cognitive issues, which he ignores, instead hopping a plane to London as he goes on a wild search to rediscover his lost love, where the large majority of the film is a flashback to his recollections of their unconventional love affair, with musical composer Högni Egilsson beautifully orchestrating the physical and the metaphysical, while also assisting in selecting the songs that would be in the film.  Based on a 2022 novel by Ólafur Jóhann Ólafsson, a successful Icelandic businessman, creator of Sony PlayStation, and author who helped adapt the screenplay with the director, where most of the film takes place in the mind of the protagonist, 75-year-old Kristófer, (Egill Ólafsson, an Icelandic singer, songwriter, and actor), who shuts down his successful seaside restaurant during the Covid pandemic and then pretty much ignores all the health protocols of the present as he sets out on his whirlwind adventure into the unknown, mostly realized by Pálmi Kormákur, the director’s son in a younger version of himself, an Icelandic anarchist student in the 60’s studying at the London School of Economics – cue the music of the Zombies, Zombies - Time Of The Season HD YouTube (3:33).  His mixture of peace and friendliness makes him a very sympathetic character, part of the countercultural youth revolution that rejected the status quo, where frequent demonstrations put him at odds with the school administration, angered by the treatment of teachers who spoke out against the British government, so on impulse he changes the trajectory of his life, dropping out of school and taking a lowly job as a dishwasher at a nearby Japanese restaurant, demonstrating to his student comrades that working is not beneath them.  The chef, owner, and lover of Haiku poetry, Takahashi (Masahiro Motoki, the star of Yôjirô Takita’s DEPARTURES, winner of the Best Foreign Language Film in 2009), likes what he sees in this industrious young man, especially his fishing tales, as both come from island cultures by the sea, where the fishing industry is in their blood.  Unknown to Takahashi, however, is that Kristófer has eyes on his beautiful daughter Miko (Kōki, a professional model and songwriter).  While he is shy and introspective, mostly keeping to himself, Takahashi likes his humility and curiosity, immersing himself in Japanese culture, teaching himself to speak Japanese, while also taking a personal interest in traditional Japanese food preparation.  Cutting back and forth between the past and the present, the older Kristófer is constantly interrupted by calls and text messages from his overbearing daughter urging him to return home, which he largely ignores, refusing to reveal the details, as he doesn’t really have a plan, just what appears to be a personal and private mission in the pursuit of happiness, like a last chance to get it right. 

A slow and ruminative film that’s propelled by the protagonist’s psychological reflections, there’s nothing particularly unusual about the format, which is conventional, yet the emotional authenticity rings true, set squarely at the beginning of the pandemic when businesses shut down and everyone was urged to isolate and wear masks in public, where the streets are surprisingly empty.  Even when wearing a mask, Kristófer doesn’t wear it properly, as it never covers his nose, so he’s really just going through the motions, disregarding all health risks, as what lockdown represents for him is the ultimate finality.  This puts the film in a state of suspended animation, where Kristófer is an outsider wherever he goes, never providing the backstory of his life, though there are a few family flashbacks, where his wife died a few years earlier, leaving him a lonely life on his own, where loss may now define his existence as he enjoys singing in a men’s church choir, heard at the outset against the snowy landscape of Kirkjufell.  His age and social isolation are at odds with the health pandemic, as he uses this opportunity to plunge into the world at a time it would rather be shutting down, creating a few uncomfortable moments for those in the service industry, as he’s the last remaining patron of a hotel that’s trying to close, while the long sought after restaurant has turned into a tattoo parlor, but he somehow manages on his own in a journey that is subtle and quietly moving, filled with tragedy and pain, yet also the promise of hope.  When the young Kristófer first meets the quick-witted Miko she has a boyfriend, so he keeps his distance, seeing her work in the restaurant only on weekends, where the space between them slowly lingers.  But when they officially break up, he and the thoroughly modern Miko discover each other, hesitantly at first, merging into their own cross-cultural version of John Lennon and Yoko Ono, a newlywed couple heard singing Give Peace a Chance from their hotel room, Plastic Ono Band - Give Peace A Chance (1969) YouTube (5:39), part of their Bed-In honeymoon in Montreal, a non-violent protest against the Vietnam war, but their luxurious accommodations didn’t exactly speak to the common man, “I respect what they’re trying to say, but there is something off about starting the revolution in a five star hotel.”  The spontaneity and youthfulness of their affair, however, is cute and refreshing, as they both have deep respect for one another and their different cultures, yet they hide their affair from her father, who tends to sternly disapprove of her partners, though the manner in which it is realized resembles a fantasy, where the way Kristófer remembers it may be overly idealized, yet that’s precisely the point, as Miko is the love of his life that got away, that disappeared without a trace, spending most of their lives apart, so all he’s left with is his memories, which seem to grow stronger over time.  While he lived his life in Iceland and raised a family, where we see him watch his wife in the garden, or attending marriage counseling together, those earlier memories were largely suppressed, but now they’re coming alive again with a fervor, where he’s plunging headfirst into the idea of reviving them, going on a personal quest to find her again, even after all these years.    

Stories dealing with the nostalgia of past loves may recall Celine Song’s Past Lives (2023), Oscar-nominated for Best Picture and Best Original Screenplay, receiving much greater hype and recognition, but this more than holds its own, feeling just as personal, yet filmgoers tend to be afraid of the buzzword “aging,” like being a senior citizen is a dirty word in the film industry, as if that were an alien culture.  This is a strange and adventurous odyssey taking him halfway across the world, spanning three countries, Iceland, London in the UK, and Japan, shot in muted or washed out colors by cinematographer Bergsteinn Björgúlfsson, offering a subdued look, turning this into that rare Icelandic road movie that travels abroad, fueled by a series of energetic vignettes taking place when they were happily in love together.  Young Kristófer learns more about the past that brought Miko to London, as he discovers a Japanese word fraught with hidden meaning, Hibakusha, or atomic bomb survivor, often used in a derogatory connotation, suggesting they are less than human.  It turns out Miko’s mother was pregnant when the bomb was dropped on Hiroshima during the war, sending the city into flames and utterly destroyed, where 80,000 were killed instantly, while another 70,000 died in the next few months from radiation poisoning, nearly half the city’s population, as survivors worried about the lethal consequences of exposure, where the intergenerational stigmatization, especially with female survivors, believing they would produce genetically mutated offspring, lingers on into the present, a theme that was similarly explored in Hamaguchi’s 2022 Top Ten List #1 Drive My Car (Oraibu mai kâ).  This discriminatory sentiment is what led Takahashi to leave Japan with his daughter, seeking a new life in Europe, as he didn’t want her to be emotionally scarred for life.  That existing social trauma is paralleled with the Covid pandemic, playing into the fear of touching and close proximity, providing barriers that inevitably need to be overcome, openly exposing prejudices in each era.  The warm emotional glow associated with the young couple offers a sharp contrast, yet even in London suspicion of their Japanese neighbors abound.  For instance, Kristófer’s landlady, Mike Leigh legend Ruth Sheen from films like HIGH HOPES  (1988), ALL OR NOTHING (2002), VERA DRAKE (2004), and Another Year (2010), advises him to “watch out” for his Japanese friend, while the behavior of his unruly classmates drinking shots of sake while shouting “kamikaze” drew the ire of the Japanese patrons.  Good films of romantic couples in their twilight years are rare, with Leo McCarey’s MAKE WAY FOR TOMORROW (1937), Richard Eyre’s IRIS (2001), Ingmar Bergman’s SARABAND (2003), Sarah Polley’s Away from Her (2006), Michael Haneke’s Amour (Love) (2012), and Roger Michell’s Le Week-End (2013) coming to mind, where the overriding factor connecting them all are powerful character-driven performances that universally have the capacity to move audiences.  Like those, this is an elegantly crafted, deeply layered love story centered upon an elderly man’s search through time for his fondest memory, torn apart by unforeseen circumstances, yet reunited again with an older Miko (casting director Yôko Narahashi) in a way that is like being reborn, finally unearthing buried family secrets that permeate with emotional resonance.  The reflective tone seeks the interpersonal, imbued with romance and melancholy and even forgiveness, told in very quiet tones with an unexpected sense of tenderness, infusing the film with Lee Hazelwood’s evocative autumnal song My Autumn's Done Come YouTube (4:06), leading to a poignant, yet gentle finale that couldn’t be more classically restrained.    

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Black's Game (Svartur á leik)










BLACK’S GAME (Svartur á leik)                    B                     
Iceland  (88 mi) or (104 mi)  2011  ‘Scope  d:  Óskar Thór Axelsson

Showing the direct influence of director Nicolas Winding Refn as executive producer, this is a film that plays it fast and loose, where the stylistic aggression pulsates a manic energy throughout the film, targeting a youth-driven market.  Initially this in-your-face style is offbeat and humorous, where the edgy subject matter, an exposé of the underworld drug scene in Iceland, draws you into this initially intriguing story.  And who can not love shots of Reykjavik in the snow, with wintry mountains looming off in the distance?  For some, this is as close as we’ll ever get there, so we may as well enjoy the ride.  The thrilling opening is a drug induced adrenal blast, a speed-laced montage of the last moments of consciousness before passing out, where the narrator acerbically reminds us that back in the 90’s, “This shit actually happened.”  In the immediate aftermath, the character Stebbi (Thor Kristjansson) remembers nothing, which unfortunately is what information he has to report to the police in explaining his violent actions of the night before.  As he steps outside the police station, he runs into an old neighborhood friend, now a full-fledged dope dealer and gangster, Tóti (Jóhannes Haukur Jóhannesson), recognizable by his bulky physique and array of tattoos.  Tóti immediately has a job for him, with the alluring promise that his own  personal lawyer will get him off all charges if he’ll pull off this request, which is to search an apartment that’s already been scoured by the cops for something stashed in a secret hiding place.  In a zany glimpse of his search, with moments of fast-paced photography, Stebbi finds what he’s looking for, but immediately encounters a surprise visit by a gargantuan sized thug carrying weapons, where a blitz of changing speeds is reduced to slow motion, where Stebbi is beating the crap out of the guy with a baseball bat and would have killed him if Tóti had not intervened, checking him out with a smile, calling him Stebbi Psycho. 

Apparently passing the test, Stebbi is invited into the gang, paid a handsome salary, where he is also given free access to huge amounts of drugs that they distribute, but also use on a regular basis to party hard, where he is also introduced to Dagný, María Birta, a voluptuous blond coke head who has the run of the place.  His entry into this criminal underworld is a thrill ride, an action packed movie featuring a battle of wills with rival gangs competing for the same turf, where violent mayhem pretty much describes the mood, where Tóti and Stebbi Psycho simply get more crazy and fucked up than the other guys, revealing the makings of a drug trafficking network that is only expanding.  Shot in ‘Scope by Bergsteinn Björgúlfsson, the film mixes in gorgeous wintry landscapes with slow motion, quick cuts, and the use of split screen to dramatize something that is a part of Reykjavik history, as small time operators were quickly moved out by a more organized criminal element, where drugs were literally pouring into the city, becoming a coke-fused wonderland.  When they join forces with a psychotic gangster from Amsterdam, Bruno (Damon Younger), he literally brutalizes everyone to demonstrate who’s in charge, much like a biker gang leader might do, changing the tone of the film to something more graphically violent and disturbing.  The complexity of their operation becomes so complicated that one could only expect things would eventually spiral out of control.  The descent is as quick as the rise, where Stebbi witnesses it all first hand, just a player in a game he can barely comprehend.  Tóti, especially, is a likeable hard ass, as the guy loves to party and share the wealth, but Bruno is something else entirely, as he’s a head case.  All this leaves Stebbi wondering how to make his way out, but there’s too many roads leading him back in, turning much of this film into a blur of fast-paced action, with a non-stop musical soundtrack, impressive for a first-time feature filmmaker, turning our lead anti-hero into a guy living in a perpetual wasteland of neverending parties and drug operations, becoming the 2nd highest grossing Icelandic movie in history.