Thursday, 24 November 2011

THE END OF THE WORLD IS UBIQUITOS

ENCOUNTERS ROUND-UP
THE END OF CINEMA
KEEP CALM

Bristol: seen from my dwellings on Upper Maudlin Place, the most self-pitying street in the city.
A frenzied backdrop of apocalyptic threats permeates our lives like some incessant montage of disaster, disease, economic meltdown, hellfire, birds falling from the skies, etc. OK, maybe not that last one but you get the picture. The apocalypse is everywhere right now, and seemed to be at the heart of the 17th Encounters International Film Festival. Despite the harbingers of doom, I’ve returned from three days in Bristol feeling strangely enthused about filmmaking. The festival had an air of urgency to it, from provocative panel discussions debating the future of moving image formats (and the fate of independent filmmaking as a result) to what seems to me a major trend in film at the moment: the end of the world. But before I start banging on about the constant reminders of cataclysmic destruction, here are three of my favourite films from the festival.

A GUN FOR GEORGE (dir. Matthew Holness)

Prepare yourself for Terry Fincher, a character as funny, deluded and kinetically verbose as Holness’ most celebrated creation (Garth Merenghi: horror writer / dream weaver). I loved A Gun For George, from its superb credit sequence (paying homage to Peckinpah’s The Wild Bunch) through pulp fiction author Terry Fincher’s grainy, vengeful fantasies to its unexpectedly poignant end. You can further explore his violent paperback worlds here

LAS PALMAS (dir. Johannes Nyholm)

A baby gets shit-faced in a dingy Las Palmas bar, trashes the joint, collapses a few times and eventually heads off into the sun on a motorbike, smoking a fat cig. It’s as good as it sounds.


PITCH BLACK HEIST (dir. John Maclean)

This bone-dry two-hander is a superb addition to the bank heist cannon. Directed by John Maclean, with smoldering performances from Michael Fassbender and Liam Cunningham and cinematography by Robbie Ryan (Andrea Arnold’s regular DOP), everything about this film is crisp as a bag of Salt’n’Shake during the mid-morning break at a primary school in the midst of the harsh winter of 1961 when the world was in the cast iron grip of the Cold War and freakish malevolent manchild Cliff Richards was sound-tracking proceedings with aplomb. It wasn’t until the credits rolled on Pitch Black Heist that I realised this was directed by John Maclean, he of Beta Band / The Aliens fame. And lo! I was pleased. See it if you can.


THE END

OK - back to the apocalypse. A recurring theme in many Encounters shorts seemed to deal with humankind’s collective day of reckoning; be it forecasting the end times, literally depicting complete annihilation or retrospectively looking back at our defective race with a teary eye. If there had been any doubt in my mind that we are completely preoccupied with the end times it was crushed when I opened up a newspaper on my seven and a half hour train journey home, only to be greeted by an in-depth two page spread entitled ‘Is the end really nigh?’. Luckily, it was a moderately upbeat article, with such lines as “If we colonise other solar systems, we could survive longer than our sun, perhaps another 100 trillion years, when all stars begin burning out. We might survive even longer if we exploit non-stellar energy sources’. Couple of big ‘ifs’ in there, folks…

Everyone loves a disaster film and by the good grace of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, I’m no exception. But I think that Armageddon is getting a little hackneyed and difficult to do with much originality. Having said that, I’m really looking forward to seeing Michael Shannon freaking out to visions of the end in Take Shelter. But that’s probably got less to do with boring old apocalypse and more to do with the great Shannon chewing up scenes with his very aura and spitting them out of his enormous face.


The doom wasn’t limited to the films at Encounters. Peter Carlton (Warp Films) chaired one of the Brief Exchange symposiums; a series of panel discussions on the future of film entitled Future Encounters. There was some interesting debate about how cinema (as the pseudo-religious ritual of gathering in the dark to watch a flickering image whilst shoveling popcorn into our cake holes) could survive. Carlton’s own view was that we shouldn’t fetishise the cinema experience, instead we need to embrace all formats so they can co-exist. The idea of film being consumed on a variety of different formats was brought into sharp relief for me at the DepicT! Showcase, where my own short screened in the Watershed’s excellent main cinema. The film had been online for a month or so but to see it in the context of the cinema space, bigger than ever before (with an audience and everything!) felt completely different. Part of me screamed out BEHOLD! THIS IS THE WAY TO VIEW FILM, PRAISE THE LORD KINO! but luckily it was just the small voice inside my head that nobody hears, so the audience remained undisturbed and I wasn’t thrown out. I think Carlton is right; we do need to embrace new possibilities in the field but let’s just make sure we hold on to comfy seats in dark rooms with gargantuan screens. And while we’re at it, maybe we could pass a law stating mobile phones must be surrendered on entry and chatty folk shot in the head by master marksmen lining the aisles.

To end this ramble, I leave you with a contribution to the field of apocalyptic cinema that I made as part of the Degrassi… collective two years ago. The film was created for the 2009 48-Hour International Shootout, in which we placed 2nd runner-up from over 60 international entries. So if you watch it, bear in mind that this was written, produced and edited in two days flat (including the composition an original score). Our remit was fairly broad and in the spirit of our collective obsession: make an end of the world film. We decided to go down the path of awkward Brits in denial, struggling to accept the fact that everything is mysteriously disappearing before their very eyes.

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