Thursday, June 14, 2007


One of the most verily superb little movies I've seen in a long time was a film I watched last night entitled Yes. Written and directed by Sally Potter, who has previously directed The Man Who Cried, The Tango Lesson, and Orlando, among others, the film foregrounded an extramarital affair between an Irish scientist and a cook (previously a doctor) from Lebanon, and the issues it explored, brash and unflichingly, were those of ethnic and religious war, immigration, religion and love. One aspect of these investigations were the frequent narrations by housecleaners, maids and other "invisible" service people. A peculiar, and at times charming, at other times bothersome, feature of the movie is that nearly all dialog was in rhyming iambic pentameter. Use of verse gave the movie a quirky, archaic feel, implying a sense of timelessness to the relationships depicted. Thanks to fine performances and a lot of off and slant rhyme, this actually worked far better than it sounds like it might. Joan Allen, Simon Abkarian (who has worked primarily in France, but surfaced recently in U.S. cinema in Casino Royale) and Sam Neill are the primaries. Intruiging choreography/camera work and an excellent soundtrack, featuring original music from the multi-talented Ms. Potter, complimented the experience. Hints of household cleanser, chives, sexual secretions, oxygenated blood and mortar dust.

1 comment:

borneman said...

I've heard of this film with the metered script. I enjoyed ORLANDO.

I'll probably give it a try.

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