ESSAY: A Street Car Named Desire.

    Like I said, I’ll post this, it’s very long, but hopefully some people who read it will get some interesting stuff out of it. I dunno, just wanted to post an essay for a long time. NOTE: This is a 4 Star movie.

The Desire for Magic

Streetcar Postter “I don’t want realism. I want magic!” This line is bawled when, in the play A Streetcar Named Desire, the delusional character Blanche DuBois confesses to her lies, to her insanity, and furthermore to her desire to feel life through dramatic intensities. The motion picture, based on playwright Tennessee Williams’s visionary masterpiece, pushed this statement even further with a stunning new set of cinematic visuals and camerawork in 1951 under the direction of Elia Kazan. To this degree, the movie greater communicates to the audience the madness and beauty of Blanche in her most desperate and seductive moments than the original play in its derived presentation.

Scene six of the play places Blanche on a date with her new beau, Mitch. The coming together and falling apart of these two characters can be seen as one of the major tragedies of the play. Towards the conclusion of this scene it is shown that Blanche does in fact need Mitch, and in a way- though far less severely- Mitch needs her. The film helps establish to a greater degree than the play that Blanche is constantly spinning a web around Mitch through deceitful fantasies and her own unnoticed inner delusions.

There are many differences between the text of the play and the text of the screenplay inevitably seen in the film. One blatant change in adaptation comes in the setting. In the original text, Tennessee Williams wrote Blanche’s victory over Mitch’s heart to take place inside the empty Kowalski’s house while the lord and lady of the residence are out on their own late night prowls. Instead of showing the remaining struggles of Mitch’s affections after a frustrating date with Blanche, it takes a liberal step backwards into an actual date- a move which actually gives the audience a peak into the very brief and shallow social interactions that guise the true troubles of this doomed relationship. Underlying changes in dialogue, such as Blanche citing her need to stay formal as a reaction to being in public, help show that she tenaciously wishes to keep her façade prevalent even when away from her sister Stella.

There is also one drastic change in the script that for a moment changes Blanche’sstreet car attack character completely from the text in a way to offer more sympathy towards her. Both the play and the film have Mitch pose the personal question in reference to Stanley, “Don’t you get along with him?” (92). In the play, this launches Blanche into a tirade about her feelings of abuse from Stanley, to call forth such words as “The first time I laid eyes on him I thought to myself, that man is my executioner!” (93). In the film, this lengthy proclamation is shortened to a simple fear of Stanley’s brutal desire towards her in a nearly inaudible mumble from actress Vivian Leigh. The lack of detail and nit-picking from the monologue that has been cut almost changes Blanche from the attention starved damsel in distress as she appears in the text into something more akin to a lonely and quiet relic of beauty- more tarnished in her silence and simplicity and thus quite possibly even more alluring to the protective Mitch. This way there is almost somewhat more mystery added to her character- an added depth through the removal of reiteration of things already scene throughout the play.

Taking this one step further, the monologue Blanche uses to describe her relationship with her late husband Allan is cut immensely. This primarily could be a result of censorship at the time that would have been against any mentioning of homosexuality in a film; however this did not phase the success of the film’s expression of Blanche’s plight. Removing her direct description of events such as “Then I found out… By coming suddenly into a room that I thought was empty- which wasn’t empty but had two people in it… the boy I had married and an older man who had been his friend for years…” (95), helps to add more of a cloud around her motives as to her distress. In the film, all her reasons for loathing Allan are spoken only after one direct phrase: “I killed him.” This takes Blanche’s character to a whole new dimension, putting an exclamation point on her guilty conscience- appealing to the protectiveness demonstrate by Mitch throughout both mediums of the story. This one substituted line of dialogue places her into a new category from damsel of outside distresses, to damsel of her own distresses. She has become even more sympathetic because of her own self-hatred, and the blame that can be put on her for Allan’s death is harder for the viewer to place. By taking away words, her character’s dream and vision has become more complete.

Dame Blanche’s key goal is to create an illusionary world of her own, filled with magic of both joy and despair. In order to survive in this world she needs to draw in others- her next victim being the hapless, hopeless Mitch. The direction crafted with the mis-en-scene and camera work of this scene elevates her ability to draw Mitch into her surreal with her own form of smoke and mirrors. The first obvious gesture towards the dream world is Blanche’s leading of Mitch out of the swing club and into the quiet, calm and lonely dock area, where the two are isolated only to Blanche’s dramatic whims. The scene begins with Blanche and Mitch sitting outside the club, with dirty blinds and a curtain that leads out towards the docks- always placed behind Blanche as if emphasizing that she is about to lead Mitch into a dramatic performance. As the couple moves towards the docks further, the people inside the club can be vaguely seen through a window, until the camera shifts and the whole world disappears. One last couple drifts by and as Blanche recalls he

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I Keep Fumbling I know

Yeah, I keep fumbling my posting schedule. It’s been really tough with school, and somehow I doubt I’ll be doing any major updates over the next 10 days.

Tomorrow I’m going to post an essay I wrote for Film Literature (Adaptations) from last year, about the film/play A Streetcar Named Desire.

Why am I going to post that?

Because even though the paper was a month late, I still got a B+ on it. It was that damned good.

It’s currently part of the reason I’m falling so behind on my paper for International Cinema- I don’t see myself writing anything nearly that good and it intimidates me.

Oh well, gotta get to work over that soon anyways.

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This is a review from another site, you might have heard of it: Aint It cool News.

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Well, here’s an except to the review :

The movie takes place about a million years ago, and it’s sort of like a prequel to SIN CITY. Except way less guns and cars but twice as much skull splitting. If you watch this movie and go into a Taco Bell, and say to the cashier, “I need some extra sauce packets” guess what? You’re getting twenty sauce packets because your face will punch him in the brain.

This is pretty much a non-sequiter review of the movie, and its funny as hell. Its also almost completely accurate. It lists the reasons why other critics hated the movie, but also points out pretty much why they’re wrong. If you like Maddox (The Best Page In The Universe), then you’ll enjoy this.

Oh well, I’m deliriously fudged up on Sudafed. I’ll talk more later.

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300

So, first things first: Thumbs up or thumbs down?

I am part of the video game culture. I grew up with it. And for the most part I enjoy it. Thoroughly.

As for the film side of me? I enjoy movies.

As for the 40 % of critics who claim this movie sucks because it “feels like a video game”?

    FUCK YOU GUYS
    THUMB WAY FREAKING UP

Well, I’ve tried to make it a habit of limiting profanity on my site. In this case I just happened to fail.

This movie was as glorious as the Spartan victories: beautifully edited, filmed, colored, acted, played out, paced: yes, it is as visionary as it claims to be. Take all of the speeches of the three Lord of the Rings films, roll them into just any one sentence that Gerard Butler speaks as King Leonidas, and you have one of the most action, inspiration, and emotion packed movies I’ve seen in years. It’s a mix of old-fashioned “patriot” films like a Clint Eastwood/John Wayne WWII endeavor, mixed with the unleashed power of today’s “overblown violence.”

Let me say one thing about the violence- it is not going out of its way, a la KILL BILL to promote it’s action scenes- it feels freaking real, even with CGI blood thrown in.

This is a true myth coming alive as film, and the only time I’ve seen it done as strongly was with Hayao Miyazaki’s last few great works Princess Mononoke and Spirited Away. And those were animated.

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The acting in this film was classic and genuine. Not a single person or single line seemed to “ham it up”- it all went with the style the film wanted to convey- and that was pushing legend to the limit without breaking complete realism. The fact that the fight actually played out more historically accurate (although we can only assume) than the trailers make it look to be (this is NOT a “kung fu flick in disguise”), means that there’s just something brutal and passionate that I believe a majority of movie goers, from ANY COUNTRY would be proud to use as an example of human history.

historically accurate 300

Hell, even for angry Persians who might not like having their nation’s history being filled with a humiliating defeat- at least this movie makes your opponents look like something worth losing to.

The pacing never let up- every scene was interesting or visually poetic in some way. Not really a movie for actual imagery- this was hard, old fashioned “what you see is what you’ve got” stuff. But some moments, such as when one traitor is mentioned in a scene taking place in Sparta, and the film cuts to a scene of another traitor on the battlefield, really proves this movie has brains and was TRYING.

Honestly, guys- that’s all I want to see. Some serious effort from your film making. If Bodangofish can work out half as well as Sam and I think it might not have sucked, a movie about 300 angry white boys slaughtering everything in site shouldn’t be that hard. It isn’t.

And they beat, trampled, and crushed all GOOD expectations. My first words after seeing the movie, and it can be quoted as truth:

“IT HAD A PLOT!” which is not something I was expecting. I was expecting, pretty much “yeah these guys want us dead let’s kill them” and then 70 minutes of ripping colorful enemies apart in a crimson veil of unbridled massacre.

But, to my most pleasant surprise- there was more to it than that. I cared for the characters, I cared for the future of this brutal civilization, and I cared for the destruction of the invading enemy- I wanted to see them not only defeated. NO. This was much more important than, let’s say the proving of a point in Ridley Scott’s much under-appreciated Kingdom of Heaven or the “vanquish evil” motivation of the LOTR saga- no this was something far heftier and more important to my pathos:

I wanted to see these bastards humiliated.

And by the end of the movie: Everything you wish could have happened, did happen, and the fight scenes did not become at all repetitive. The final “battle” took the PERFECT turn, didn’t ham it up, and drove the story home.

This is a FOUR STAR MOVIE. No reason not to watch it, no reason not to enjoy it. No it is not some brilliant character-driven intellectual masterpiece, but in terms of raw film making, sheer effort, and complete payoff?

Damn…how can you actually not love this? I’m sure by the end of the weekend, the people who hate this film will be a lowly 300 hundred again the thousand nations of people who will LOVE THIS FILM. Too bad they won’t have the resources to win THAT fight though. This thing is going down in history as a classic of modern cinema- mark my words.

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Missing Updates

Hey guys, sorry for missing some updates lately, it’s just been one of those weeks.

I’m goin crazy here.

Anyways, there’ll be a dry-rehersal of the new film tomorrow in the Club, and also an announcement of other activities.

I’ve come to the conclusion that this film will be a er…CONCLUSION to a “trilogy” of films I’ve made, starting with Box Spies and ending with Silver or Lead.

I dunno, it’s just an idea. It’d actually be pretty effective if done right.

Also thinking of storyboarding the film, but don’t have a big chance of that.

Sorry for rambling, but we’re finally getting on track with the club. Once this trilogy is produced, I’ll be moving on to more serious work. It’s a step in the right direction, I believe- moving from simple Macguffin set ups to important philosophical insights that I might have.

I’m thinking of this one movie where a kid, isolated at his college campus, takes up the task of nightly moonlighting as a “super hero” but to no real avail- nothing bad actually happens. It drives him to depression and even further anxiety as he drives himself deeper into this fantasy, eventually causing his own destruction, or salvation. I guess it’ll just depend on how I’m feeling when I write it.

Anywho, glad to be posting on this site. I really love having this thing. I’ll be putting new videos up soon! Later.

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