Sunday, 27 February 2011

Inevitable....again.

....I am speechless. I've watched an incredibly sad,an extra-sad film. And it is not even about the touching scenes. It is not about the tragedy or melodramatic ending. ' Never let me go' by Mark Romanek (better known for his documentaries) was based on the novel with the same title by English-Japanese author Kazuo Ishiguro. The book falls into the specific s-f genre that hard core fans (count me in) of s-f would make a surprised faces at. Just because there is a futuristic idea in the story doesn't make it s-f.well at least in my opinion. However the book was largely acclaimed by various critics, institutions, magazines etc. I would name it a very Murakami style of s-f.
Anyway. The film tells a story of three friends who met as children in a boarding school which is a cover for a different sort of health resort - 'organ breeding' one. These children grow up as a  bio-technological answer to 'immortality' or at least a prolonged version of life. Equipped in a limited self-care they live at the margins of society with a label of medical use-by-date, with a restricted life span, seen by people as forms with no feelings, soul or emotions.
Nevertheless, our organ donors know the fragile and short quality of life it will not prevail them from making grave mistakes. Like all of us they also fall because of fear and egoism. It is them too who loose something most precious - time. We all are afraid of death ;most of time we don't even want to think about it;we feel awkward if someone dies not knowing how to behave, what to say etc. We know it is the only certainty in our life, but we're ready to run away from love, change, challenges so that we don't have to face our flaws.
The simplicity of life the main characters lead creates a perfect background to the obscured relationships between them. It seems like they are shaded from the noise of civilization and nearly looks like the story is not happening at all; like someone have drawn in  these lonely, delicate people into the background they do not fit into or rather the background in which they fill in black gaps from otherwise dead people.The contempt in all the faces surrounding 'donors' is rooted in the obvious guilt and degradation of humanity.
The near absence of music and the colourless monotone voice of narrative becomes a neutral report of facts. Here is the whole power of the story. It states raw facts that carry an ability to destroy fortresses of our delusions.
Strong film.

I made a small piece of video on the subject matter on the 2nd year while making a project based on the interview with a funeral director. The outcome was an urn with ashes of presented chair. The chair was a vary old Victorian artefact which might have something like over 100 years, but as Heraclitus said Ta Panta Rhei- Everything flaws.



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