Misfortunes of Imaginary Beings: 05/06/20

A blog formerly known as Bookishness / By Charles Matthews

"Dazzled by so many and such marvelous inventions, the people of Macondo ... became indignant over the living images that the prosperous merchant Bruno Crespi projected in the theater with the lion-head ticket windows, for a character who had died and was buried in one film and for whose misfortune tears had been shed would reappear alive and transformed into an Arab in the next one. The audience, who had paid two cents apiece to share the difficulties of the actors, would not tolerate that outlandish fraud and they broke up the seats. The mayor, at the urging of Bruno Crespi, explained in a proclamation that the cinema was a machine of illusions that did not merit the emotional outbursts of the audience. With that discouraging explanation many ... decided not to return to the movies, considering that they already had too many troubles of their own to weep over the acted-out misfortunes of imaginary beings."
--Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

Wednesday, May 6, 2020

The Lure (Agnieszka Smoczynska, 2015)

Michalina Olszanska and Marta Mazurek in The Lure

Cast: Marta Mazurek, Michalina Olszanska, Kinga Preis, Andrzej Konopka, Jakub Gierszal, Zygmunt Malanowicz, Magdalena Cielecka, Katarzyna Herman, Marcin Kowalczyk. Screenplay: Robert Bolesto. Cinematography: Jakub Kijowski. Production design: Joanna Macha. Film editing: Jaroslaw Kaminski. Music: Ballady i Romanse.

I'm pretty sure this is the only "Polish horror musical" I've ever seen, to put The Lure into the category Wikipedia assigns to it. It's not a genre I'm inclined to follow with any great enthusiasm if any others exist. It's the story of two mermaids who pop out of the water and join a group of musicians who play in a nightclub. The two, named Silver and Golden, begin as strippers with the group but eventually get their own act. When they're dry, the mermaids have what look like human legs but no sex or excretory organs (like a Barbie doll, as one musician observes); their tails appear only when they're wet. Tension between the mermaids arises when Silver falls in love with the bass player Mietek and Golden picks up a stranger and eats him. Silver still wants to be human and to marry Mietek, so she arranges for a sort of lower-body transplant: Her tail is cut off and replaced with human nether regions. (We don't learn anything about the human donor.) But Mietek decides to marry someone else, and when that happens, Silver is told by the god Triton, who has become a heavy-metal musician, that she must eat Mietek or else she'll turn into sea foam. Because Silver can't go through with it and, as the sun rises, dissolves into what look like soap suds, Golden tears Mietek's throat out. So if you thought this was going to be The Little Mermaid (Ron Clements and John Musker, 1989) or even Splash (Ron Howard, 1984), too bad. There's a lot of pop music and some moments of grossly silly fun in the movie, but its main attraction is that you've probably never seen anything quite like it.