Friday, August 26, 2005

Metaphysical Can of Worms

Valerie: Boy, I'd like to find a portal into your brain.
Charlie: Trust me, it's not fun.

Was filming media training interviews all day in South Brisbane and afterwards, while walking back across the bridge to the bus stop for home, I passed by the Dendy Theatre - a refuge for films of a different flow from the mainstream. I had just rented Being John Malkovich again the other day - seems so long since I've seen it - and while passing the Dendy, I remembered that in that theatre, ever since Malkovich first screened I think, up on the left wall, there is this little John Malkovich mask, barely visible, peering through the balcony bars, watching over the audience. I wondered if it was still there - no time to stop and check.

Interviews and first appearances only reveal so much, an outward expression of what burns within. We attempt to understand; at times we empathise, but only from a distance, a million miles away. What is it really, the experience of another? Can we ever really know? I remember first seeing Being John Malkovich, being almost blown away, real original, blending fiction with reality seamlessly, and funny too, subtle, ironic kind of humour. I'd never seen anything quite like it; mind blowing stuff. For me, the film itself in some ways was a portal, raising all sorts of philosophical questions about the nature of self, about existence and all that.

I always wondered how it was that John Malkovich was chosen as the character with the portal into his mind, if he was Charlie Kaufman's original choice from the beginning of the script. Could it have been any other? I also wondered if the Malkovich portal of the film was unique or if there could have been others waiting to be discovered. By the end, the film seems to raise more questions than it answers. I'd like to believe that perhaps for each of us there exists a portal out there of our own - at least metaphorically speaking - just waiting to be discovered.

My regards to all those passing through.

Because consciousness is a terrible curse


Blogger ~Melissa~ said...

"Because consciousness is a terrible curse"

Tell me about it!

8/27/2005 02:28:00 pm  
Blogger McBain said...

coolest fucking movie made!

9/13/2005 04:33:00 pm  
Blogger whiteline said...

Crazy cinema, but low ceiling and small girl, who feel inside like fish in water. Madness surrounding!

2/05/2006 03:55:00 am  

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