tut mir leid, dass ich hier gerade auf einem posting trip bin, aber mir ist gerade eine total schöne YA review untergekommen. weiß nicht, ob ihr verspoilert werden wollt oder nicht, deshalb: lesen auf eigene gefahr:
People, this movie deserves every single nomination, every single award and every single scrap of the wonderful praise that has so far been heaped upon it. And I'm going to add my own few words to that list of praise.
It's magnificent. No, it's stunning. The photography, the attention to tiny details, the colours - everything is exquisite.
From the opening shots of a swan calmly gliding over the dark water of the canal, to the slow slice below the surface, skimming over the debris on the bottom, before moving up again to see the slender young body floating on the top, this entire movie is a study in colour, texture, mood and detail.
A coal-grimy hand rested tenderly on a wet, clinging petticoat, the crackle of a cigarette sucked hard in the silence, warm white flesh pressed down onto concrete and coal dust, long quiet looks heavy with unspoken words...
And I know you want to know about the sex, right? Again, the attention isn't only to the scene itself, it's to the details. Always the details. When Joe and Ella first have sex, they walk outside, a little way from the barge, so they don't wake Ella's young son. Standing under the moonlight on the towpath, where it's been raining, they're flanked by glinting water and the glisten of rain on leaves.
The scene between Joe and Cathie, beneath the machinery by the canalside is emotionally charged. Pale skin is scuffed by coaldust and the scene is bisected by the camera moving behind steel girders.
Each sex scene is beautifully-filmed, from the quickie up against the wall outside with Ella's sister, to the scenes with Ella on the barge. The camera neither lingers too long, nor fears cutting away. Sometimes you see more than others.
The custard scene. Hm. This was the most disturbing scene - in fact, one young couple actually walked out of the theatre right after it. All of the scenes with Cathie are, obviously, shown in flashback, and right after this scene, we're taken forward to Joe in the pub, where men around him are discussing the man wanted for Cathy's murder. You hear one talk about "perverts like that deserve hanging" and Joe, having just recalled the scene with the custard [ he also uses tomato ketchup, brown sauce and some powder - possibly flour - before beating her with a stick across the arse, grabbing her and fucking her face-down ] looks at him sourly.
While this scene showed a certain aspect of Joe's character, shows that the relationship with Cathie was breaking down and was given in less detail in the book, to be honest it didn't really fit into the movie. Sorry to say that, but it was the one not-quite-seamless section.
I have to mention the photography, because it is, quite literally, exquisite. While on the barge and around the canalside areas, the palette is a wash of blue, pewter and black. Inside the barge, the pubs and other areas, the colours turn to the rich gold of oil lamps and skin and low sunlight. There are occasional breaks of bright green and blue sky as the Atlantic Eve glides between trees in the prettier parts of the canal.
Ewan. Ah... my God, yes, Ewan. I agree that this is his best performance yet. Joe outdoes Renton, and that's saying something for me, because Renton has always been - in my eyes - Ewan's best character. You'll be stunned by him in this - he looks older, and so fucking handsome that you'll be robbed of breath. Better than Christian, better than any other Ewan character. Covered in coal dust or fresh-scrubbed and taking the kid to a rainy funfair, he is utterly gorgeous. He's taken the skill he was born to do onto a new level in this movie. His silences speak more than his words.
Standalone Ewan moment? He's piloting the barge, alone, through a rainstorm. He's got black raingear on, including a cap, he's soaked, and the camera is on just his face. Cigarette in his mouth, burning a tiny red spot in the pelting rain, he stares straight ahead. The camera lingers on this, and I was simply awed. God, if I can get a bootleg copy of this movie, that will be the first screencap I post.
Another beautiful moment: the camera stays put as the barge moves slowly below it. Joe walks over the top of the barge in the opposite direction of its movement, so that he remains directly under the lens at all times. It's priceless and perfect.
ETA: So far I've only spoken about Ewan, but Tilda Swinton, Emily Mortimer and Peter Mullan were also on cracking form, Swinton especially so. I'll not go into too much detail, so I don't spoil it for you, but the scene with the fly was done on her insistence, and it took hours to do, but she wanted it there, and she waited until it happened. The end result was weird, but utterly inspired.
When this movie comes to you, run to watch it. Don't wait a week - book first-night tickets. I promise you, you won't be disappointed.