The Great Ecstasy of Robert Carmichael
Movie Review:
“The
Great Ecstasy of Robert Carmichael” is very effective
at what it does – but I’m not entirely sure
what that is. It is a slow-paced, at times almost beautifully
filmed story that ends with an act of violence as horrific
as anything I’ve seen in a movie – and I’ve
seen “Irreversible.” It arrives at the Edinburgh
Film Festival on a wave of controversy; it had walkouts
at both Cannes and its two earlier screenings at the EIFF
(both public and press). Artistic director Shane Danielson
showed his usual subtle wit by explaining: ‘Most critics
over here are stupid.’ One could say the same thing
about his response.
The
title character is a troubled teenager, who despite being
smart and a talented cellist, misses classes and buys various
drugs from his friends. His mother (Lesley Manville) seems
unable to help him much; she just doesn’t seem to
want to find fault in Robert.
It’s
not a movie cluttered with plot, and its visual style is
refreshingly graceful. The camera movements are slow, the
shots long. I risk using the term ‘mise-en-scene,’
so I will stop there. The whole movie has a feel of lifelessness,
its characters moving through dull existences like zombies.
The youths have apparently lost all sense of morality. The
second-most memorable scene in the movie is one in which
some guys rape a teenage girl, offscreen, in the bedroom
of a flat, while the camera slowly makes its way around
the living room, and the characters play music and watch
television to drown out the sound of the girl screaming
through the wall. It’s an outstanding, and disturbing,
shot.
(Note:
A full discussion of this movie seems impossible to me without
giving details of the closing scene. If you would prefer
not to know about it, read no further.)
A few
subplots develop, one involving the drug dealers, one involving
Robert’s teacher, another involving a TV chef and
his wife who have recently moved into town. The latter storyline
introduces the element of class into the movie, and the
difference between the poor drug-dealers and this rich celebrity
is the given motivation for the final, brutal chapter of
the film. Robert and his friends, who have been working
through a stash of drugs, decide to break into the chef’s
house. They tie up the chef and his wife, and after raiding
the house, they perform a gang rape on the wife that ends
up being unspeakably violent.
At this
point in the movie, there were walkouts at the screening
I was at, and those leaving did not do so quietly. I think
what makes the scene so disturbing is the unwillingness
of the filmmakers to interfere; the sequence is done in
precisely composed shots, and there are no contrivances
to help this woman, who ends up bleeding to death (her husband,
whom the boys kill afterwards, is forced to watch all this).
When
a movie presents me with an image like this, I take it seriously,
and I have not, like some critics, dismissed it altogether,
although it would perhaps be easier. Some have said that
it’s worthless, faux-artistic pornography, and I could
do the same, but I would be kidding myself. Since seeing
the movie, I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about
the scene’s purpose. The press notes did not help,
as they basically say ‘It’s very violent, yes,
but it’s also beautifully shot, and involves class.’
The director, Thomas Clay, has said the movie is an allegory
for the war in Iraq. This is anticipated by the number of
scenes with Bush and Blair seen talking on TV in the background.
The end, perhaps, represents going somewhere you don’t
belong and performing horrendous acts. Maybe Clay thinks
the Iraq war constitutes a rape. But what does that have
to do with the rest of this movie? The allegory is open
to interpretation, but it’s not a wholly successful
one.
Indeed,
I was reminded of Peter Greenaway’s great movie “The
Cook, the Thief, His Wife & Her Lover,” another
violent political allegory, but a better one, with even
more impressive visuals and better performances, and one
that gives more thought to its characters. Whatever interpretation
you have of this movie, it shows a group of youngsters doing
disgusting, evil things to a defenceless couple. If you
blame the behaviour on class, you’re just making excuses.
And if you bring in the ‘atrocities of war’
argument, you’re ignoring the fact that these are
characters that were interesting, and they’re being
made to do horrible things. Characters should never be reduced
to pawns in the agenda of the filmmakers.