The Black Cat In The Black Mouse Socks

Love. Mai Zetterling. 1982.

So this is a short directed by Zetterling and written by… JONI FUCKING MITCHELL!?!?! WHAT THE!!?

OK, now I’m all aboard. Let’s watch.

[the end]

What a plot! Mitchell (in blackface, reprising her role from the cover of Don Juan’s Reckless Daughter), goes into a happening disco, playing spiky new wave music, turns the music off, and puts some easy listening jazz on…

And then has a convo with a guy that says he’d ask her to dance if it wouldn’t make him feel like such a fag.

It’s complicated, is what I’m saying.

I like it. It’s all kinds of offensive, of course, but I think it achieves what Mitchell wanted? I’m guessing? It hasn’t been restored at all for this release, though. It looks like it was recorded from a SECAM broadcast onto VHS and then digitised for DVD.

Scrubbers

Tonårsflickor på driven. Mai Zetterling. 1982.

[ten minutes pass]

Zetterling makes visually striking movies without er that much er plot?, and this is a British down-to-Earth social realist movie about two girls on the lam, so… how is that going to work out? Well, so far, not that brilliantly: You see Zetterling’s flourishes here and there with some interesting angles, but it seems like we’re going for early-80s British earnestness from the rest of the team.

So… this could be a total train wreck. But so far I’m intrigued.

[twenty minutes pass]

I’m kinda really enjoying this? I don’t understand what Zetterling is trying to tell us with some of these scenes (is the viewpoint character shocked at the other girls cavorting, or is she jealous? it’s impossible to tell), but it’s a fun movie so far.

And it’s fun watching really young versions of British actors I’ve seen like a gazillion times before, but later in their careers. Like… Miriam Margolyes… Kathy Burke… OK, I think those are the ones I recognised.

Burke is great fun here. (Magda from AbFab.)

[the end]

I really enjoyed this. I liked how resolutely the story is focused on the borstal prisoners — the guards are only vaguely present, and are more fixture of the environment than actual characters. I was sometimes confused about what the conflicts where, but mostly because I couldn’t remember which character was called what name, I think?

It’s a solid piece. It looks good, the performances are good, and it’s just kinda interesting.

The imdb reactions are varied, from the moronic:

As well as many a naked pair of breasts – which make the movie watchable – just.

Verdict – One for the lads.

To the slightly over-enthusiastic:

Outstanding English-language effort by the great Swedish actor/director Mai Zetterling (anyone who have seen her brilliant Night Games will agree she kicks Bergman’s sorry ass!).

The Moon Is Made Of Green Cheese



Månen är en grön ost. Mai Zetterling. 1977.

I was going to make an effort to blow through the Elia Kazan box set, but I just couldn’t face another worthy middlebrow movie tonight.

So I’m back to the Zetterling box set instead. It’s a nice box set.

Even got a poster:

[twenty minutes pass]

This is a very odd movie. I mean, most of Zetterling’s movies are… er… out of the mainstream? But this is very odd indeed; I don’t quite know what to make of it. It’s also too short to be a feature movie — was this made for some experimental TV thing at SVT?

[ten minutes pass]

Well, OK, this is a movie for very young children, I guess? Think Teletubbies, but slower? And even more psychedelic?

And the overcooked spaghetti… *shiver*

[ten minutes pass]

This movie is intermittently gorgeous. It’s so inventive and odd. But… I think you’d have to be a lot drunker than I am to make these scenes connect in any way. It’s one “wha” after another, which is perhaps the right thing for an audience of four-year-olds, but…

[the end]

Twenty minutes was cut out of this, and then it was shown on TV at the time. And… I do understand why. Because this doesn’t quite work. And I’ve seen Noli me tangere (and liked it): I’m totally qualified to watch movies where nothing much happens for a very long stretches of time, but this just doesn’t work.

I do love the non sequiturs the parents are spouting: It’s so aggressively from the point of view of the children: Parents are always talking about things that’s can’t be understood, and Zetterling makes that happen in a very tangible way.

But, like… no. I want to love it, because it’s totally gorgeous, but it just doesn’t work.