joi, 9 august 2007

Genialul nevrotic


Pe 1 august revista The Time a publicat un interviu cu Woody Allen - genialul regizor-filosof-teoretician al cotidianului. Iata-l aici:

WOODY ALLEN: Dreadful and astonishing. Two titanic film directors! Everyone here was shocked. Their work lives on, which just means their films are showing in a few places and sold on DVD. But the men are no longer with us, and that is tragic.

R.C.: But Bergman was 89, Antonioni 94. They had a great run, and you have to think they got to say what they had to say.

W.A.: Yes, they were not prematurely taken from our midst. Still, to me, the fact that it happens at all is sad, just terrible, tragic.

R.C.: Your connection with Bergman is well known. Did you know Antonioni at all?

W.A.: I knew him slightly and spent some time with him. He was thin as a wire and athletic and energetic and mentally alert. And he was a wonderful ping-pong player. I played with him; he always won because he had a great reach. That was his game.

R.C.: But it’s fair to say you’re first and foremost a Bergman guy, and that you have been for 50 years. There were a lot of young people in the ’50s who saw Bergman’s films — usually it was The Seventh Seal — and were overwhelmed with an almost religious conversion. And the doctrine of this religion was that film was an art.

W.A.: I agree. For me it was Wild Strawberries. Then The Seventh Seal and The Magician. That whole group of films that came out then told us that Bergman was a magical filmmaker. There had never been anything like it, this combination of intellectual artist and film technician. His technique was sensational.

R.C.: After long admiring Bergman, you finally met him, through Liv Ullmann, who had starred in many of his films and lived with him for a few years.

W.A.: He and I had dinner in his New York hotel suite; it was a great treat for me. I was nervous, I really didn’t want to go. But he was not at all what you might expect: the formidable, dark, brooding genius. He was a regular guy. He commiserated with me about low box-office grosses and women and having to put up with studios.

Later, he’d speak to me by phone from his oddball little island [Faro, where Bergman lived his last 40 years]. He confided about his irrational dreams: for instance, that he would show up on the set and not know where to put the camera and be completely panic-stricken. He’d have to wake up and tell himself that he is an experienced, respected director and he certainly does know where to put the camera. But that anxiety was with him long after he had created 15, 20 masterpieces.

R.C.: You knew he was Ingmar Bergman, but maybe he didn’t. He didn’t get to view his reputation from the outside.

W.A.: Exactly. The world saw him as a genius, and he was worrying about the weekend grosses. Yet he was plain and colloquial in speech, not full of profound pronunciamentos about life. Sven Nykvist [his cinematographer] told me that when they were doing all those scenes about death and dying, they’d be cracking jokes and gossiping about the actors’ sex lives.

R.C.: You worked with Nykvist on four films. And you seem to share Bergman’s work ethic.

W.A.: I copied some of that from him. I liked his attitude that a film is not an event you make a big deal out of. He felt filmmaking was just a group of people working. At times he made two and three films in a year. He worked very fast; he’d shoot seven or eight pages of script at a time. They didn’t have the money to do anything else.

R.C.: One reason that boys of a certain age were enthralled by Bergman’s films was that he had some of the world’s most beautiful and powerful actresses in his repertory company: Eva Dahlbeck, Harriet and Bibi Andersson, Ingrid Thulin, Gunnel Lindblom, Liv Ullmann, Lena Olin. These were major mesmerizers, and they all worked for him.

W.A.: He was obsessed with faces and had a wonderful way with women. He had an affinity for women that Tennessee Williams did. Some kind of closeness he felt. Their problems obsessed him.

R.C.: One difference there is that Tennessee Williams didn’t sleep with his leading ladies. Bergman was a famously imperious charmer, and had long liaisons with Harriet Andersson, then Bibi Andersson, then Liv Ullmann. There was a rumor that all seven actresses in his film All These Women were former Bergman mistresses.

W.A.: That would not surprise me because, as I heard it from Sven, that’s the way it was there. There was an enormous amount of socializing, and sexual and romantic escapades. It was a lighter situation than you would think. There’s so much feeling on the screen that you think he had to have a serious life. But he was a ladies’ man. He loved relationships with women.

R.C.: Many film critics assign Bergman to a lower rank because, they say, he makes filmed plays. I don’t see this as a limitation, but wouldn’t you agree that he was essentially a film writer who directed his own work?

W.A.: That could be said of me too. But you must also take a Bergman film like Cries and Whispers where there’s almost no dialogue at all. This could only be done on film. He invented a film vocabulary that suited what he wanted to say, that had never really been done before. He’d put the camera on one person’s face close and leave it there, and just leave it there and leave it there. It was the opposite of what you learned to do in film school, but it was enormously effective and entertaining.

R.C.: OK. So you think he’s great, and I think he’s great. But to many young people — I mean bright, film-savvy kids — he’s Ingmar Who? What relevance do his films have today?

W.A.: I think his films have eternal relevance, because they deal with the difficulty of personal relationships and lack of communication between people and religious aspirations and mortality, existential themes that will be relevant a thousand years from now. When many of the things that are successful and trendy today will have been long relegated to musty-looking antiques, his stuff will still be great.

R.C.: But not many artists worry about God’s silence these days. In the media the current battle is between militant believers and devout atheists. You get very few tortured agnostics.

W.A.: You’re right. That was his obsession. He was brought up religiously [his father was a Lutheran minister] and it wasn’t simply a question of atheism or not. He longed for the possibility of religious phenomenon. That longing tortured him his whole life. But in the end he was a great entertainer. The Seventh Seal, all those films, they grip you. It’s not like doing homework.

R.C.: If someone who hadn’t seen any of his films asked you to recommend just five, what would be your Bergman starter set?

W.A.: The Seventh Seal, Wild Strawberries, The Magician, Cries and Whispers and Persona.

R.C.: Many directors would be happy to have made just those five films.

W.A.: Or one of them.

miercuri, 8 august 2007

Muzeu şi nesimţiri.....


Probabil una dintre cele mai importante expoziţii ale Muzeului de Artă din Timişoara a fost „Dominarea iraţionalului”, de Salvador Dali. Expoziţie cu pretenţii, muzeu cu pretenţii (de a deveni Muzeul Naţional). 125 de litografii originale şi patru fotocolaje, postate pe simezele muzeului şi-au aşteptat vizitatorii. Lucrările sunt absolut geniale, organizarea grobiană.

Încă de la intrare te loveşti de aceleaşi funcţionare acre, uitate de vreme şi de conducere în acelaşi post, probabil tocmai datorită faptului că s-au obişnuit prea mult cu starea lor de acreală şi cu salariul mizer ca să mai ridice vreo pretenţie. Ca student (tânăr) iubitor de artă ai aştepta să fii încurajat şi întâmpinat cu bună-voinţă. Eh, probabil că în alte părţi se întâmplă chestiunile astea. La noi nu. Dacă la celelalte expoziţii există o reducere pentru studenţi, pentru Salvador Dali, reducere au doar pensionarii (sic!). Probabil de aici şi media de vârstă de la noi din ţărişoara. Pentru că, absolut normal, tinerii îşi fac bagajele şi pleacă spre alte meleaguri. Trăiască bătrânetul – viitorul trecut al ţării. Dincolo de aspectele de acest gen, te loveşti de ziduri pătate de igrasie, crăpate (n.b. Muzeul e renovat de curând – renovare ce a durat mulţi ani).......

Probabil că directorul muzeului Marcel Tolcea e prea ocupat cu afaceri de alt gen sau cu aerele de boemie ca să realizeze că organizarea unei expoziţii trebuie făcută cu pasiune şi sârguinţă. Trebuie lucrat puţin, trebuie să vezi şi partea culturală a evenimentului, nu doar partea materială şi să ieşi cu ea în faţă: „Daca, oriunde in Europa, pretul de intrare la o astfel de expozitie este de 90 de euro, biletul la Muzeul de Arta din Timisoara este de trei euro”, spune directorul. Mentalităţi socialiste, tipice chestiunilor ce ţin de statul român. Dacă până şi partea culturală iese ca dracu……unde mai e de căutat soluţia? Să scoatem puţin capul din cutiuţă şi să realizăm că revoluţia a fost acum 17 ani. Să-i punem pe vinovaţi în faţa adevărului, să-i recunoaştem, să luăm măsurile şi să evoluăm. Dar s-o facem odată. Pentru că se întâmplă prea multe rahaturi (culmea - vizibile) şi noi stăm cu mâinile în buzunare şi cu o privire tâmpă de nepăsare. Să ne modelăm singuri istoria şi să nu-i mai lăsăm pe alţii s-o facă.