Friday, 5 May 2023

No perfect system!

Triangle of Sadness (2022)
Director: Ruben Östlund

This is a black comedy, a satire of modern society, sniggering at the changes society has been undergoing over the years. At different parts of the film, it shows us how we fit snuggly into our roles with only one purpose (or maybe two) in life - to usurp lots of money. Power will come rolling in with moolah.

It hints at how gender roles are reversed, with ladies earning more than men. Despite their demands for equal rights and equality, they conveniently use the 'damsel-in-distress' card and chivalry when it suits them. Sex is used as a bargaining chip.

We are told that beauty is on the inside, but seeing people making a fortune from their external appearances is illogical. The whole of show biz, the fashion industry and even influencers on social media are centred around aesthetics and exhibitionism to a certain degree. They do not bring anything 'value-added' to the table of human civilisational progress. Coincidentally, the movie's title refers to a medical term used by plastic surgeons to demarcate the area between the eyebrows that carry the 'worry wrinkle', which is treated with Botox.

The movie's second part showcases the opulence of the super-rich, their wasteful actions and their overindulgences in basic necessities of sustenance. Just being at the right place at the right time, their fortunes changed. With a little bit of quick thinking, they seized their opportunities and paved the path of the aristocracy for the next generation. In the film, a capitalist Russian hit a business 'landmine' when he packaged chicken droppings from his chicken farm into a mega fertiliser industry. Paradoxically, the cruise captain the characters travel on is a drunkard Communist American. Ironically, the American thinks capitalism is flawed, whilst the Russian says down with Communism.

We are shown how the crew on the Cruise, including the unseen and unheard workers in the engine room, cleaners and kitchen staff, literally break their backs to dance to the whims and fancies of every wealthy oligarch on board.

A side joke is about an elderly couple who made a fortune making grenades for third-world countries to bomb each other into pieces. Their characters were aptly named Winston and Clementine, with reference to the UK World War 2 Prime Minister and his beloved wife, of course. In a poetic justice style, they die when terrorists hurl a similar grenade at their ship.

In the final part of the movie, only a few people aboard survive the bomb blast and are marooned on a deserted island. Here, the role reverses. The pompous rich people have no survival skills. They have to live on the fishing and outdoor skills of a lowly Filipino housekeeping manager. Money is no more the equation here anymore. The Filipina tries to rule the roost with her knowledge of providing meals. The hierarchy is broken. Now, she tries to garner favour from her special status.

The ending is purposely left hanging. The real reason for this type of ending is precisely this. No system seems to be fair to all of mankind. An obviously top-down approach will create resentment. The people at the top will utilise whatever means available to them to stay there and to ensure similar lives for their offspring, no matter how dumb and uninitiated or lazy they are. True talent will be lost.

On the contrary, a genuinely equal system will not make the cut. There must be some kind of motivation for people to look forward to. Altruism, a good afterlife or some sort of existential reason will not sell. Pol Pot and Lenin tried and failed. The Money God will just do the trick. China, under Mao, preached true Communism and see what it brought them - famine, imprisonment and low morale. Once Deng Xaio Peng opened the country to capitalist practices, we saw China becoming a threat that even the poster child of capitalism, the USA, had to retaliate against. 

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Wednesday, 3 May 2023

Message clearer when unsaid!

Aftersun(2022)
Director, Writer: Charlotte Wells

From the time of the Big Bang, the Universe is said to be moving at a pace of low entropy to one of high entropy. At low entropy, things seem harmonious, orderly and balanced. On the contrary, chaos rules on the other. Is that why our childhood was so serene, whereas our adult life is fraught with mayhem? Could it also be that 'Time', the essence of our existence, seemed longer when we were young? Imagine the time we had to wait for our next long school holiday when we had just finished one. It felt like aeons away, like forever. But then, now, a solar circle just whizzes by. We are heading towards total chaos!

Our memory of the past comes in flashes, like rays of light from a stroboscope. It is cluttered. It comes in flares and disappears just as quickly. The problem with memory is that it can be deceptive. It suppresses painful ones and glamourises pleasant ones.

When we were young, we were restless to grow older. We envy seeing all the things that were second nature to adults. We thought adults had it all under their control. Our parents were the pinnacle of perfection. They were role models, at least before we became teenagers. We begin not to see eye to eye. 

Time is a cruel teacher. Only when we are in our parents' shoes do we realise that our parents were not perfect. They were fighting their own demons. They did what they did was right, within their means. We long to embrace them and show appreciation for what they have done. But sometimes, it is too late. The bridge to our past is our memory, photographs and videos. 

The bond between a daughter and a father
need no overt dramatisation.
The mindless zillions of smartphone pictures we take without batting an eyelid may have its uses. Like in this movie, the grainy home movies with a camcorder in the 1990s have rekindled the nostalgia and the innocence of birthday parties and family holidays.

This slow-moving BBC Scotland production is an emotionally charged, highly tears-inducing movie that deserves all the accolades it received.

A 30-something mother of a young baby views her father's video recording of their last holiday in Turkey 20 years previously. It was a time when her parents were separated, and she went to spend her school holiday with her father. That was probably their last meeting, as the storyline suggested he was emotionally or financially going through a rough patch. There were glimpses of him being emotionally labile. Perhaps he committed suicide later.

That outing was also a coming-of-age event for that 11-year-old girl, and she emotionally connected with her father. Mature as she was at that time, as she was, she knew he had financial troubles and understood that the parents' separation was amicable with no malice; she regrets not being able to identify and help her father's depression.

A must-watch for those wanting to know how one can say so much without uttering a word at all. The camera, the environment, the lighting and body language do the talking. The message is more apparent when things are unsaid.

[PS Gives the vibes of the famous 1980's coming-of-age sitcom 'The Wonder Years'.]

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History rhymes?