Morvern Callar |
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Director Starring |
I was shocked to find out, after watching this, that the film has inspired a lot of outright hatred. IMDb posters seem particularly outraged at its flimsy plot, which is an absurd argument in the case of this film. It’s based on a Camusian existential book, and Ramsay’s deliberate approach seems to be to tear a narrative down to its essential elements (I didn’t get the sense that she was merely, amateurishly trying to prop it up with flimsy development). I mean, scenes that do serve to move the plot along are as concise as they can be: Morvern gets a phone call, and in the space of three lines from one end of the conversation only we know what the call signifies; that’s where Ramsay cuts. And where she returns to evocative imagery in Spanish landscapes, rave clubs, and terrifyingly long probing into Morvern’s voluminous (if inscrutable) eyes. I will admit the premise that sets the plot in motion (Morvern finds her boyfriend dead, but he has informally willed her his genius unpublished novel) is a bit of a weak device, and the causes of that situation are not explained. But that works just fine for me: we pick up in a moment of time in Morvern’s life and leave it again a few weeks later; in between, as Ramsay films it, time and space seem to lose all meaning. Visually, I find her to be a very exciting director.
Basically, I find it difficult to criticize this film on any of the narrative or ideological grounds raised by IMDb posters; the only thing that stands between me and this film is Morvern herself. For all viewers who at least like the film, I think the difference between “just liked it,” “really liked it,” or “loved it” lies in how strongly that viewer connects to this character. Morvern’s response to the sudden tragedy and windfall in her life seems believable to me, and watching her move in a half-catatonic, half-rapturous state through her surroundings is intriguing. Morton’s performance, without a doubt, is intense and heartfelt. But somehow I never got in Morvern’s head, and I think that’s essential to existentialist work (and perhaps something that works better in the novel). I was never fully “there” with her, seeing with her eyes, feeling through her; not in the way I imagine those who really love this film do. So in the final analysis, I think this is a special gem of a film, not the most deeply felt experience I have ever had (I know I certainly experienced it differently than sidehacker), but promising of great things to come from the young & talented Ramsay. |
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