Showing posts with label Faith. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Faith. Show all posts

Friday, 29 March 2013

BEYOND THE HILLS - Review By Greg Klymkiw - Cristian Mungiu delivers harrowing masterwork in the tradition of Dreyer's great work focusing upon the exploitation of women within fundamentalist religions. Playing theatrically in Canada at TIFF BELL LIGHTBOX in Toronto via Mongrel Media.



Beyond the Hills (2012) *****
dir. Cristian Mungiu
Starring: Cosmina Stratan, Cristina Flutur, Valeriu Andriuta

Review By Greg Klymkiw

Women who confess during their menstrual period are sinners. Afflicted with the said Woman's Time, they do not dare enter a church (Orthodox, of course - other denominations are unholy). It's highly inappropriate to expose the "dirty" condition of vaginal discharge to the face of God or his representatives.

In fact, women who commit any sins whatsoever are shit out of luck in Eastern Rite Christian religions and their penance for any affronts to Our Lord will rate more vigorous, painful prostrations than a priest can shake his censer of incense at. Related to this is that most orphanages (in virtually any former Communist state in Central/Eastern Europe) boot out their charges penniless at age 16-18. The young women who are lucky enough to be earmarked to serve God as a Nun are the few who can avoid being sold into sexual slavery upon leaving the orphanage.

Many of these women recruited to serve God have ironically already suffered abuse at the hands of orphanage officials who notoriously (and for a price), would look the other way while little girls in their care were forced to pose for child pornography. And then, once the "lucky few" chosen to serve God enter the religious institutions, they are repressed, humiliated and indoctrinated into a life of endless exploitation within the Eastern Rite worship of Christ.



I try to reserve the word "masterpiece" for motion pictures that have lived a bit longer in the world than this one, but I'm pretty convinced Cristian Mungiu (director of 4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days) has created a film of lasting value. In its own way the film tells an extremely vital tale in a manner that contributes both to cinema as an art and perhaps even more importantly, to humanity.

So yes, Beyond the Hills is a masterpiece. It tells the harrowing and moving story of two friends who took separate paths after their release from a Moldavian orphanage and charts their heartbreaking reunion some years later. Voichita (Cosmina Stratan) joined a nearby monastery to become a nun under the strict patriarchy of an Orthodox priest referred to as "Papa" (Valeriu Andriuta). Alina (Cristina Flutur) has been living "alone" in Germany and working, so she says, as a waitress. Her plan is to extricate Voichita from the monastery so they can rekindle their deep love and friendship together.

God, or rather, religious hypocrisy and hysteria has other plans. What follows is as nightmarish an exploitation of women as the forced sex trade - the creepily insidious manner in which women are forced into the sexist, misogynistic and subservient roles that are so prevalent in cultures rooted in the centuries-old Eastern Rite religious traditions. Even more horrendous are the deep-seeded attitudes these cultures have towards orphans (also rooted in sexism and misogyny). For a huge majority of Eastern Rite followers, orphans take on the sins of their mothers and as such, our two central characters were born into a world that believed them to be lesser human beings because of this.

Mungiu charts the final weeks of the orphans' friendship in a style that is somewhat reminiscent of that employed by Carl Dreyer - most notably in the religious-themed Day of Wrath and Ordet. Visually, Mungiu's images are occasionally stark, but unlike the austere qualities Dreyer imbues his visuals with, Mungiu's frames are much more packed with details that border on neo-realism. Dreyer's approach is obviously more classical (in his own demented, compelling fashion), however he was so ahead of his time in terms of exploring themes of religious repression/oppression upon women. With Mungiu, and Beyond The Hills specifically, it feels like Dreyer has spawned a younger contemporary director to tackle similar themes in equally brilliant ways. Even more extraordinary is that BOTH directors - separated by decades - speak universally, and NOT ephemerally on this theme.

With Beyond the Hills, nothing in terms of production design ever seems less than real, but where Mungiu and Dreyer share approaches can be found in the tableau-styled takes and, of course, in the stories that are told. Dreyer might be one of the great film artists to have committed himself to the thematic concerns of women amidst religious and/or societal repression and their exploitation within these worlds. Clearly with the horrific tale of abortion, 4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days and now Beyond the Hills, Mungiu continues in Dreyer's bold thematic and narrative tradition of placing women and their suffering in patriarchal worlds.


Mungiu's screenplay is quite exquisite. There is, on the surface, a relatively simple plot which allows him to layer numerous complex psychological layers and points of view (though the focus is always clear when it needs to be). His cast acquit themselves beautifully with the gorgeous writing he's wrought for them and the long, simple takes allow his cast to naturally bring the story beats alive and to play out in ways that never seem false or predictable.

Furthermore, and with the same mastery brought to bear in Dreyer's great work, Mungiu establishes a pace that is so hypnotic that the film's running time never seems as long as it actually is.

"Beyond The Hills", distributed by Mongrel Media, is playing theatrically in Canada at the Toronto International Film Festival's TIFF BELL LIGHTBOX.   For further information and tickets, visit the TIFF website HERE.

Friday, 7 September 2012

BEYOND THE HILLS - TIFF 2012 - Review By Greg Klymkiw - Cristian Mungiu's masterpiece captures the insidious way in which women are forced into the sexist, misogynistic and subservient roles prevalent in cultures rooted in the centuries-old Eastern Rite religious traditions.


Beyond the Hills (2012) *****
dir. Cristian Mungiu
Starring: Cosmina Stratan, Cristina Flutur, Valeriu Andriuta

Review By Greg Klymkiw

Women who confess during their menstrual period are sinners. Afflicted with the said Woman's Time, they do not dare enter a church (Orthodox, of course - other denominations are unholy). It's highly inappropriate to expose the "dirty" condition of vaginal discharge to the face of God or his representatives.
In fact, women who commit any sins whatsoever are shit out of luck in Eastern Rite Christian religions and their penance for any affronts to Our Lord will rate more vigorous, painful prostrations than a priest can shake his censer of incense at. Related to this is that most orphanages (in virtually any former Communist state in Central/Eastern Europe) boot out their charges penniless at age 16-18. The young women who are lucky enough to be earmarked to serve God as a Nun are the few who can avoid being sold into sexual slavery upon leaving the orphanage. Many of these women recruited to serve God have ironically already suffered abuse at the hands of orphanage officials who notoriously (and for a price), would look the other way while little girls in their care were forced to pose for child pornography. And then, once the "lucky few" chosen to serve God enter the religious institutions, they are repressed, humiliated and indoctrinated into a life of endless exploitation within the Eastern Rite worship of Christ.


I try to reserve the word "masterpiece" for motion pictures that have lived a bit longer in the world than this one, but I'm pretty convinced Cristian Mungiu (director of 4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days) has created a film of lasting value. In its own way the film tells an extremely vital tale in a manner that contributes both to cinema as an art and perhaps even more importantly, to humanity.

So yes, Beyond the Hills is a masterpiece. It tells the harrowing and moving story of two friends who took separate paths after their release from a Moldavian orphanage and charts their heartbreaking reunion some years later. Voichita (Cosmina Stratan) joined a nearby monastery to become a nun under the strict patriarchy of an Orthodox priest referred to as "Papa" (Valeriu Andriuta). Alina (Cristina Flutur) has been living "alone" in Germany and working, so she says, as a waitress. Her plan is to extricate Voichita from the monastery so they can rekindle their deep love and friendship together.

God, or rather, religious hypocrisy and hysteria has other plans. What follows is as nightmarish an exploitation of women as the forced sex trade - the creepily insidious manner in which women are forced into the sexist, misogynistic and subservient roles that are so prevalent in cultures rooted in the centuries-old Eastern Rite religious traditions. Even more horrendous are the deep-seeded attitudes these cultures have towards orphans (also rooted in sexism and misogyny). For a huge majority of Eastern Rite followers, orphans take on the sins of their mothers and as such, our two central characters were born into a world that believed them to be lesser human beings because of this.

Mungiu charts the final weeks of the orphans' friendship in a style that is somewhat reminiscent of that employed by Carl Dreyer - most notably in the religious-themed Day of Wrath and Ordet. Visually, Mungiu's images are occasionally stark, but unlike the austere qualities Dreyer imbues his visuals with, Mungiu's frames are much more packed with details that border on neo-realism.

Nothing in terms of production design ever seems less than real, but where Mungiu and Dreyer share approaches can be found in the tableau-styled takes and, of course, in the stories that are told. Dreyer might be one of the great film artists to have committed himself to the thematic concerns of women amidst religious and/or societal repression and their exploitation within these worlds. Clearly with the horrific tale of abortion, 4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days and now Beyond the Hills, Mungiu continues in Dreyer's bold thematic and narrative tradition of placing women and their suffering in patriarchal worlds.

Mungiu's screenplay is quite exquisite. There is, on the surface, a relatively simple plot which allows him to layer numerous complex psychological layers and points of view (though the focus is always clear when it needs to be). His cast acquit themselves beautifully with the gorgeous writing he's wrought for them and the long, simple takes allow his cast to naturally bring the story beats alive and to play out in ways that never seem false or predictable.

Furthermore, and with the same mastery brought to bear in Dreyer's great work, Mungiu establishes a pace that is so hypnotic that the film's running time never seems as long as it actually is.

"Beyond The Hills", distributed by Mongrel Media, is playing at the Toronto International Film Festival 2012 (TIFF 2012) Wednesday September 12 Scotiabank 3 9:30 PM and Thursday September 13 Scotiabank 3 5:45 PM. For further information and tickets, visit the TIFF website HERE.





Tuesday, 4 September 2012

WHITE ELEPHANT - TIFF 2012 - Review By Greg Klymkiw - Two mismatched crime-fighting priests and a babe-o-licious social worker go head to head with gangs and cartels within one of the worst slums in the world. I can assure you this is as entertaining as it is replete with a healthy social conscience.


White Elephant (2012)
dir. Pablo Trapero
TIFF 2012 Special Presentation
***
Starring:
Jérémie Renier,
Ricardo Darin,
Martina Gusman

Review By Greg Klymkiw

In Villa Maria, the most notorious slum in Buenos Aires, crime is a disease.

Jesus is the cure.

That said, one of the most powerful images in this film is not Sylvester Stallone from Cobra wearing a crucifix instead of 80s gold chains round his neck, but the "white elephant" of the title, a humungous grey shell of a hospital that's been started by a couple of Argentinian regimes, only to never be completed. This rotting, crumbling monolith is an ever-present reminder that someone has to help these people. As well, it's an ever-present symbol of government neglect within this crime-infested shanty town.

It's a world unto itself, rife with filth, poverty and crime and begging for a good clean sweep. In the immortal words of Travis Bickle (who I just can't seem to get out of my head these days), "One day, a real rain will come. . ." And in White Elephant, Pablo Trapero's gripping, engaging crime picture with a difference, a torrential downpour upon the scum of the streets comes from the unlikeliest of places.

For those in the crossfire of gangs and drug lords, the no nonsense street cleaners of Argentina's corruption-ridden capitol are the mismatched crime-busting odd couple Father Julián (Ricardo Darín), with his careful, measured approach and rookie Father Nicolás (Jérémie Renier), a live wire who believes that actions speak louder than words. Inventively adopting the tropes of the cop-buddy thrillers of the 70s and 80s and applying them to committed Catholic Priests on a Mission from God is both entertaining and vitally imbued with a social conscience.

Okay, White Elephant is not really Danny Glover and Mel Gibson trading in their magnums for rosaries (though Darín and Renier do trade a few decent ecclesiastical Lethal Weapon-like quips), but in its own way, this is one strange, compelling and reasonably exciting dramatic crime thriller. These guys are tussling with some pretty rough customers and they're not only dealing with crime, but doing everything humanly possible to make life bearable for both the innocent and, even the guilty.

Food, medicine, revitalization projects and yes, spiritual guidance are all on the agenda. Add Luciana (Martina Gusman) to the mix - a smart, tough, savvy babe-o-licious social worker and yes, this is probably the first movie about priests that can genuinely be described as gangbusters!

What's kind of cool is that the movie extols the virtues of these two priests while, at the same time, exposing the bureaucracy and hypocrisy of the Catholic Church itself. Their hands are continually being slapped or tied by a smarmy Bishop and a bunch of pencil pushers with black robes. There's no love lost between myself and organized religion of any kind, but I've always detested knee-jerk reactions to those who have chosen the Cross rather than the Sword to do good work in the name of God.

And co-writer/director Trapero serves up a genuinely supportive and harrowing tale of men who use their faith in a higher power to selflessly serve those who can't help themselves. This is no mere whitewash, either. The narrative dabbles in the aforementioned area of organized religion's downsides, poses constant challenges to Faith in the Cloth and in one surprising, but very welcome subplot, Trapero delivers perhaps the greatest moral challenge of all - especially to Catholic priests.

The movie moves at a nice clip, features stunning location photography and is always exuberantly acted. Though the movie never scratches too deep below the surface, this is probably why it has just enough food for thought to keep it real, but also provides good, old fashioned entertainment.

"White Elephant" is a Special Presentation at the Toronto International Film Festival 2012 (TIFF 2012) and showing Thursday September 13 TIFF Bell Lightbox 1 9:45 PM, Friday September 14 Scotiabank 2 3:00 PM and Sunday September 16 Scotiabank 2 5:45 PM. For further information and tickets, visit the TIFF website HERE.