November, 2011

Shamans · Animals: A Report from the 8th Annual China Independent Film Festival

By Shelly Kraicer

Independent film festivals in China have become rather exciting lately. And I’m not just talking about the films. If they’re not being raided by the authorities (see my account of the 2011 Beijing Independent Film Festival at dGeneratefilms.com), then they’re platforms for furious and impassioned debate between filmmakers, curators, critics, and theoreticians. This year in Nanjing, at the 8th annual China Independent Film Festival, a seemingly innocuous roundtable/symposium on Ethics and Documentary Cinema provoked a controversy and a formal reaction in the form of a directors’ manifesto, or more precisely a declaration of principles. I’ve translated the declaration, titled Shamans ·Animals, into English below.

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Endings and Endings: Recontres Internationales du Documentaire de Montreal 2011

By Adam Nayman

I’m not sure what the small clutch of filmmakers, buyers, distributors and other assorted festival-goers with a hole in their early-morning schedules got out of Jan Rofekamp’s presentation at RIDM’s market. Armed with a laptop containing short clips from about a dozen recent documentaries, the Films Transit International honcho didn’t so much deconstruct the art of crafting an opening sequence for a non-fiction film—the ostensible point of his talk—as trumpet the quality of his company’s catalogue. When pressed on his points during the Q & A, he wasn’t much more enlightening. Asked about what he thought of the opening shot of Jennifer Baichwal’s Manufacturing Landscapes (2006)surely one of the great curtain-raisers of the last decadethe Dutch sales agent responded that it was very long. He added that the director should have maybe prepared an alternate cut to appease impatient broadcasters: “Television is very fast.”

Having not attended any of the other market events at RIDM, I can’t say whether Rofekamp’s commitment to speedy commercial imperatives was the order of the day. Fortunately, the festival’s programming team, headed by Roxanne Sayegh and Charlotte Selb, has a little more faith in its audience—and in the virtues of slow(ish) cinema. While some of the films on display fell under the heading of slickly tooled crowd-pleasers—like Jon Foy’s well-travelled Resurrect Dead: The Mystery of the Toynbee Tiles, a middling Unsolved Mysteries episode dragged out to 85 minutes—there also were a healthy number of titles that subverted expectations in terms of format, subject matter and duration. Or, as in the case of Xu Xin’s monumental Karamay, all three at once. It’s telling that this urgent and courageous piece of political cinema found a home at RIDM after being bypassed by Hot Docs.

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Horrible Bosses: Margin Call

By Adam Nayman

The Occupy Wall Street protestors who assault the hapless Kenneth Park ( Bobby Lee ) near the beginning of A Very Harold and Kumar 3-D Christmas are a sight gag: an excuse to restage James Caan’s tollbooth execution in The Godfather (1972) with hucked eggs in lieu of bullets. “They’ve lost their jobs…you’d be angry too” explains Harold (John Cho) moments before the yolky outburst in an attempt to mollify his friend, who thinks they’re all dirty, bearded psychos. The line can also be turned around as a sympathetic nod to the proud stoner franchise’s predominantly college-age audience, many of whom would happily self-identify with that demographic. Stilted and slack where the original was supple and spontaneous (though still an improvement over the confused first sequel), H&K 3 is interesting primarily for the way it negotiates Harold’s hard-fought arrival amongst the proverbial 1%. It frames his newfound wealth and privilege—a high-paying job, a massive house, a lavish Yuletide spread—as the end result of giving up his adolescent preoccupations; and it’s telling that by the end of the film, the defiantly juvenile Kumar (Kal Penn) has been similarly convinced of the benefits of “maturity.” That the filmmakers still permit the heroic duo a final clandestine puff is more of a sop than a statement of purpose.

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Port of Forgotten Dreams: Aki Kaurismäki’s Le Havre

By Michael Sicinski

Can there be such a thing as a productive political fantasy? This is far from a rhetorical question, and as I revisit Aki Kaurismäki’s latest film, which is without a doubt a political film for our times, I find myself grappling with this very question. This is because the idea of what constitutes “political representation” shifted, I believe, since Kaurismäki began making films in his proletarian-modernist style—a fact of which the Finnish master is very much aware. I actually suspect that the terms of the political, and what it means to represent it, locate it, assign it agency, have quite possibly changed in a significant way, from the moment in May when Le Havre had its world premiere at Cannes, and now, six months later, as it enters commercial release. To put it another way: does Kaurismäki’s fantastical optimism appear hopelessly naïve as the Occupy movement trudges on, in the face of tear gas and rubber bullets? What exactly would a properly activist film even look like right now? To begin to answer this question, and assess Kaurismäki’s place within any tentative web of solutions, we must work backwards, to understand what Le Havre is and where it comes from.

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