Beautiful Beings

QUICK SNAP: LIVE FROM TRANSYLVANIA

Step over, Euphoria (Sam Levinson, 2019-). When it comes up to hyper-attenuated and messed-up portrayals of youth, you have a serious contender from Iceland in the form of Beautiful Beings. Telling the story of four kids growing up in a rugged and beaten-down Reykjavik, it’s a dark, mysterious and complex portrayal of young life that is equal parts beautiful and grotesque.

It’s a 90s period piece. The main give away is the sheer amount these 14-year-olds smoke. Given that a pack of cigarettes in Iceland these days is just over £10, there’s no way that they could chain with the absolute glee seen here. Likewise, the country, known for its natural beauty, has never looked quite so depressing and ruinous. Director Guðmundur Arnar Guðmundsson and his team do some great location work here to depict a city that feels like one of the worst places in the world to grow up.

We start with Balli (Áskell Einar Pálmason), who comes from a broken home and is a shy reticent boy. His mother is off scoring drugs and drinking with friends, while his abusive step-dad is in jail. To make matters worse, he is terrorised by the cooler kids In the first of many violent scenes to come, he is smacked in the face with a branch. This attracts the attention of Konni (Viktor Benóný Benediktsson), Siggi (Snorri Rafn Frímannsson) and Addi (Birgir Dagur Bjarkason), who think it’s fun to terrorise Balli and make fun of his injuries. Nonetheless, Addi is revealed to be a far more sensitive soul, eventually reaching out to Balli and becoming his best friend.

Unlike many movies, where bullies are often one-dimensional and uninteresting, this film does a great job of showing the ways that bullies can become friends and friends can become bullies. But while Siggi bullies to fit in and Konni to assert power, Addi seems to do it just because he can. This also makes it easier for him to stop. But in a few strange dream sequences, he starts to sense violence coming around the corner, which finally erupts with incredible force and brutality.

The kids do a great job of navigating an almost-adultless world, free to run around, smoke, experiment with drugs and rib each other over the slightest deviation from the so-called masculine norm. Their lives are captured with handheld camera-work, soft colours and nuanced editing choices, resulting in a poignant portrait of broken youth, the cycle of violence and the difficulty of finding your place in such a terrible world.

Nonetheless, viewers should beware: there are scenes of sexual violence here that are likely to turn some people off. While the more joyful parts of the kids lives go someway counteract the misery-fest, they’re not quite handled with the nuance that such a difficult topic deserves. Despite this, the kindness and the tenderness remains. While adults may have ruined their chances of being better people, kids are often far more malleable. There’s still a chance that they’ll be alright.

Beautiful Beings plays in Competition at TIFF, running from 17th-26th June.

The Balcony Movie (Film balkonowy)

QUICK SNAP: LIVE FROM TRANSYLVANIA

The Balcony Film is both simple and profound, a bare-bones documentary that seems to be about everything and everybody. Director Paweł Łozinski simply sits on his balcony with a camera and a boom mike on a pole, and asks people questions about their lives, their days and the meaning of life itself. The result is a funny, heartfelt and panoramic view of life in contemporary Poland.

Although shot before the coronavirus pandemic, it’s the kind of small-scale film that feels of the moment; a way of exploring the world without ever having to leave your own small corner of it. Paweł looks for heroes. Some people are reticent to respond, others are more than happy to confess their entire lives, while others offer acres of wit and humanity, often within the same scene.

The set-up is simple. The film starts with a static frame, half of the picture bisected by the fence of separating his apartment building from the rest of the street. Someone passes by and he asks them if they would like to talk. We see all sorts, from the old ladies missing their husbands to homeless people to young women talking about their work. One women tries to sell him new curtains. Even his wife and dog star, with his beloved berating him for doing his work while she has to shop and walk and attend to other domestic duties.

Poland is a Catholic country, with priests and devout people passing by, and even the locals seeming to treat the process like confession. There is the gay man who tells of living with his late partner while pretending that was his brother; there is the recently widowed woman who is starting life again and says she’s truly happy for the first time; there is a clearly unwell woman who says that she doesn’t feel “defined” yet; there is a man who finally quit drinking and now has to understand what life is all about. Just from a window, Warsaw life is gloriously revealed to us, resulting in one of the best films of the year.

Shot over the course of the year, we get a sense of the full Polish seasons, from sunny spring and winter to the melancholy autumn to the freezing cold and snow and sludge of winter. Characters repeat themselves, with any one of them threatening to become the film’s main protagonist.

Eventually a man worthy of redemption emerges, Robert, a man just out of jail who has to rebuild his whole life. He starts by begging, but after being gifted a shirt from Paweł he looks for a job. He finds one, but still has to sleep on the street, on night buses, with nuns or in homeless shelters. He’s completely burned out. Nonetheless, he keeps on going. What else can he do?

Although not overtly political, Łozinski doesn’t shy away from the issues in Polish life either from gay rights to nationalism (with a disturbing street rally seemingly professing love for the Polish state which actually is just an excuse to bash migrants) to the degradation of postal workers to the problems with the public healthcare system. But it also has a truly universal feel, capturing life in all its mess, wonder and mystery. I want this film to start a franchise. Let’s do it in every country in the world.

We don’t find out the meaning of life, but I do feel anyone who watches this film feels like they might get just one step closer. An old lady right at the ends has an almost perfect response: “Life is meaning.” We just have to go about our days, do our little tasks, love the people around us, and everything will be alright. The answer to life appears to just be in living it.

The Balcony Movie plays in the Focus Poland section of the Transylvanian International Film Festival, running from 17th to 26th June.

The 21st Transylvania Film Festival implores us to make films, not war

This year’s Transylvania Film Festival, the biggest film festival in Romania, comes with a challenge: “make films, not war.” Representing a country that borders both war-torn Ukraine and close-friends Moldova — also under threat from Russian aggression — TIFF is deeply committed to showing off the best of cinema in extremely troubled times.

While cinema itself cannot offer the vaccine, it might be able to offer a balm; as shown by their prior success in putting on in-person events in 2020 and 2021 while other summer festivals switched to digital-only editions. Set in Cluj-Napoca — known as Romania’s second city after Bucharest, and often touted as its creative centre and an LGBT hub — the 21st edition of the festival switches its attention to the war in Ukraine, not through furthering division but by allowing the power of cinema to show off our common humanity.

Therefore, while Ukrainian refugees and citizens are given free access to films at the festival, and Dmytro Sukholytkyy-Sobchuk’s Ukrainian Pamfir (pictured above) is a hotly anticipated title, Russian films aren’t completely cut off either. Kirill Serebrennikov’s 2021 Cannes film Petrov’s Flu plays, as well as Lado Kvataniya’s serial killer drama The Execution. The latter plays as part of the competition series, which focuses on first and second features, and has counted films such as Babyteeth (Shannon Murphy, 2020), Oslo 31st August (Joachim Trier, 2012) and Cristian Mungiu’s debut Occident (2002) among its previous winners.

In fact, TIFF’s success has helped to put Romanian cinema on the map, often starting as a launching pad for its belated 00s New Wave, a movement that’s still going strong and situates Romanian filmmakers among some of the best in the world. It makes me particularly excited for Romanian competition entries A Higher Law (Octav Chelaru) and Mikado (Emanuel Pârvu). Over four days I’ll be digging into what the festival has to offer, providing dispatches from the front-line of cutting-edge world cinema. Follow our coverage on Dmovies

TIFF Official Competition 2022

A Higher Law (Romania, Germany, Serbia, Octav Chelaru)

Babysitter (Canada, Monia Chokri)

Beautiful Beings (Iceland, Guðmundur Arnar Guðmundsson)

Feature Film About Life (Lithuania, Dovile Sarutyte)

Gentle (Hungary, László Csuja, Anna Nemes)

Mikado (Czech Republic, Romania, Emanuel Pârvu)

Magnetic Beats (France, Germany, Vincent Maël Cardona)

The Last Execution (Germany, Franziska Stünkel)

The Night Belongs To Lovers (France, Julien Hilmoine)

The Execution (Russia, Lado Kvantaniya)

Utama (Bolivia, Uruguay, France, Alejandro Loayza Grisi)

Pamfir (Ukraine, France, Poland, Chile, Germany, Luxemburg, Dmytro Sukholytkyy-Sobchuk)

Documentary Competition

You Are Ceaușescu to Me (Romania, Sebastian Mihăilescu)

Bucolic (Poland, Karol Pałka)

Excess Will Save Us (Sweden, Morgane Dziurla-Petit)

Chanel 54 (Argentina, Lucas Larriera)

Brotherhood (Italy, Czech Republic, Francesco Montagner)

Mother Lode (Switzerland, France, Italy, Matteo Tortone)

Ostrov (Switzerland, Svetlana Rodina and Laurent Stoop)

The Plains (Australia, David Easteal)

Atlantide (Italy, Yuri Ancarani)

For A Fistful Of Fries (Belgium, France, Jean Libon and Yves Hinant)

Transilvania Film Festival runs from June 17th to the 26th, 2022.

Violation

Every now and again, a film’s drama provokes us into feeling that we are the proverbial fly caught in its web. This is what we experience when we meet Miriam (Madeleine Sims-Fewer), a troubled woman on the edge of divorce, who with her husband Caleb (Obi Abili), visits her younger sister Greta (Anna Maguire) and brother-in-law Dylan (Jesse LaVercombe), at their secluded lakeside home in the woods. When a slip in judgement leads to an act of betrayal, Miriam believes her sister is in danger. Her fear compels her to commit an act of violent revenge, but she is not prepared for its emotional and psychological toll.

We lend our ears, hearts and minds to a film. Here, we witness the tensions between Miriam and her husband, and we listen in as she confides in Dylan about their intimacy struggles. We see the underlying tensions between the siblings, and Greta’s distrust juxtaposed with a deep love. By the film’s end, we have not only connected with Miriam and Greta, but the events we have witnessed matter – emotionally at least. We may know that this is only a contrived story, but through our experience of sharing emotions, an empathy and sadness for the siblings, these characters will remain real to us. These feelings mean that we’ve been caught in their emotional web.

The pain of a troubled and broken character can draw us like a moth to a flame, but it’s the intrigue of the unspoken surrounding Miriam that draws us to her. An incident late in the film likely confirms our suspicions about the stigma of her PTSD, but by not openly sharing her pain with us, we are kept at a distance. Yet we see her predatory violence, followed by her traumatic expression of anxiety. She’s a difficult character to forget because by not fully revealing herself to us, she leaves us wanting to understand the violence, pain and anxiety that we responded to with empathy.

In as much as the film can be read clearly, it exists in the grey, portraying the conflict of a clarity of mind versus an impulsive mindset. Violation challenges us to think about whether images are more convincing than words, and if drawn to fragility and troubled persons that can compromise our own judgement, can our reason penetrate any potential misconception?

What becomes interesting here are the possibilities of truth, our interrogation of how convincing someone can lie, or deceive another person by positioning themselves as a victim. Or whether the victim of trauma makes other people victims of their trauma. Violation is an unnerving film that does not ask us to judge Miriam. It’s an unnerving web of trauma, sibling tensions and distrust, but it’s also a space to think about how we are responding to the characters and the events.

The calm of the house on the lake casts the characters as ripples disturbing the tranquil setting. Throughout, the filmmakers emphasise a juxtaposition of man versus nature. In one scene Dylan and Miriam take in the majestic beauty of a waterfall, and the narrative itself is threaded together by sublime abstract shots of nature. Along with the dramatic music, Violation could be accused of indulgence and a sense of its own self-importance, but in seeking the sublime amidst the chaos of trauma and violence, the film conveys something more.

Greta and Miriam both convey the characteristics of strength and weakness, but in different ways. We may think we know what the balance is of strength and weakness is in their relationship, but we are left to question these first impressions. The relationship is one that suggests through the process of transformational empowerment, strength can emerge out of one’s weakness, vulnerability and dependence on, or control by another. It questions strength and weakness as exclusive of one another, and instead seeks to explore their bond.

The shots of a wolf biting down on its dead prey functions as a metaphor of Miriam as both predator and prey through her trauma. While Miriam’s violence can be considered a primitive strength, it frames the predatory nature of trauma, and the emotionally anxious response to her violence is also telling. In nature killing is a way of being, and while we cannot dismiss that violence and cruelty is a way of being for humankind, there is something characteristically untoward. The impression the film casts is that we are blemishes or scars on the landscape. Our savage sides are an affront to our self-awareness, morals and ethics that dirty us as sublime creatures.

Violation is blessed with a cinematographic sensitivity, in one scene the camera observing details of Miriam’s memory that in keeping with the other aspects of juxtaposition, combines an aesthetic beauty and an ugliness. The use of imagery, both metaphorical and non-metaphorical compliments the mood and communicates feelings without a need for dialogue. What positions this as an accomplished work is that in spite of the sexually explicit scenes and violence, these are overshadowed by the emotional moments the characters share, and the violence is used as an impetus for a deeper discussion.

Violation premiered at Midnight Madness section of the Toronto International Film Festival (Tiff), when this piece was originally written. On Shudder in April.