Ratcatcher

This looks uncannily like a late 70s British movie… but it’s from 1999?

Wow, that’s some way to start a movie…

Well, I guess it’s set in the 70s, so there’s a reason it looks like a late 70s movie.

It’s grim up north.

The actors are absolutely amazing — even the actors manage to be period perfect — but this is a harrowing film to watch. Something horrible is gonna happen in every scene, it seems like.

I think the moral of this movie might be that kids should never be unsupervised, and that it’s probably better if they just stay in and play video games instead of mingling with each other.

Oh god, something even more horrible is going to happen!

I had to take a short break here to get dinner started, but mostly because I really don’t wanna see what happens next…

Yeah.

Well that was unexpected.

Look, this is obvious a great movie, but watching this is worse than watching Saw IV: It’s just painful. It’s brutal.

But great!

Which is almost the same reaction I had to We Need to Talk About Kevin (also by Ramsay). This is a better movie, and even more heartbreaking.

Ratcatcher. Lynne Ramsay. 1999.

L’arbre, le maire et la médiathèque

Yes, I’m learning French at the moment…

So the story here seems to be quite simple (and presented by having people chatting at each other endlessly (which I like)): There’s a very “modern” mayor in this small village, and he wants to build a huge library in the village (because he’s got a vision of people leaving cities and working in the countryside when that becomes practical). But there’s a tree they may have to cut down…

That’s the tree.

Is that the same guy as in the previous movie?

I was fascinated by this movie at the start — but I’m getting pretty annoyed by all these scenes of people sitting like this and discussing er philosophy and stuff. It worked better when they were walking around outside in the pretty countryside.

And now we’re going even further into faux reportage land — we’re following this journalist who talks to the villagers about the proposed library and life in the countryside in general… It’s… just not that interesting?

OK, this guy was interesting — talking about how farming had changed and how cows that are allowed to run free in the fields are more healthy.

I’m guessing these are real interviews, sort of? I mean, she’s an actor playing a journalist, but I’m guessing that the people she’s interviewing are real people talking unscripted. (Well, most of them.)

OK, this guy is definitely an actor.

Her balloon!? I mean, I don’t know French, but ballon means ball, doesn’t it?

Yes, indeed! Man, I’ve been doing Duolingo for three months and I’m already more fluent than whoever did this translation! *gasp*

This scene is pure genius. And so funny.

I use similar glasses for drinking wine — those are Duralex Picardie, but I use the Duralex Provence ones.

This is the final movie in the Rohmer box set (which was sponsored by Agnès B).

It’s a very pretty box set, and the transfers of the movies are very well done. Or perhaps I should say “main features” — there’s so many extras on each disk — several hours of shorts, documentaries and things Rohmer did for TV, I think.

I say “I think” because I haven’t seen any of it, because… THEY ONLY PUT ENGLISH SUBTITLES ON THE MAIN oops caps lock features. Which just seems kinda perverse. I mean, it’s nice that they did do that, but it means that there’s a lot of stuff here that won’t be accessible to non-French speakers.

But! Like I said, I’m apprendring French, so perhaps I can revisit the box set in a couple of years and watch the extras…

Anyway! This movie… it’s a bit frustrating? There are scenes here that I think are absolutely wonderful, funny and amazing, and there were parts of this movie I almost gnawed my foot off out of sheer boredom. So:

L’arbre, le maire et la médiathèque. Éric Rohmer. 1993.

Les nuits de la pleine lune

That’s a very grey room.

Anyway, this is my next-to-last Rohmer movie, and it’s an unusually high concept movie for Rohmer — I mean, it’s pretty explicit in the (moral) dilemma it presents, instead of having it be slowly revealed over the course of the movie.

Finally, some real literature!

That’s a very hairy coat… very nice.

Finally, some real literature.

She’s got the best taste — Moebius and Herriman.

It’s a gripping movie in many ways, but it seems so… didactic? Rohmer’s movies are usually more surprising than this: Here he sets up a situation where everybody goes “well, that’s not gonna work”, and then at the end we see that, indeed, it doesn’t work.

It’s like he’s going “see? SEE!?!?!”

Still, it’s pretty compelling.

Full Moon in Paris. Éric Rohmer. 1984.