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Saturday, March 26, 2011

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The beautiful liar (Jacques Rivette, 1991)

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very free adaptation of the novel The Unknown Masterpiece, Jacques Rivette filmed in beautiful liar The work of an artist determined to capture the truth and essence of his models, and at the same time, emotional consequences that the creative process in all those causes that are related to her pregnancy. Painting and art in general as a means of knowledge to reach an absolute truth that can be destructive to the individual subject to the same and can have devastating effects on others. Does art or life?

The plot is concentrated during 4 days of summer in an old castle house of southeast France. Live there Liz (Jane Birkin) and Frenhofer painter (Michel Piccoli). This has preferred art to life to save his marriage which was the old model. One day displayed in the house a young couple, Nicolas (David Bursztein) a promising artist and his girlfriend Marianne (Emmanuelle Béart). This visit just emerging proposal Nicolas, a fervent admirer of his, the host, continue with Marianne as a model, a box called The beautiful liar, who left Liz for years being his muse, trying to protect and guard against the bloody truth I was going to be exposed to finish the job. There is some Faustian and also a misogynist in this agreement. Give the lover admired painter in exchange for first see this alleged masterpiece. All this is like a prologue that precedes what will come next, the creative process seen as a silent battle against the canvas between the predatory attitude of the artist and vampire and elusive movement of the naked body of the model, on the defensive principle, refusing to be little more than an object to be squeezed. While the work is taking shape, the film runs with a calmly flowing river whose waters are coming other subplots: jealousy, possessive and destructive side of art, the frustration of the operator at the work that resists the model turned into "something cold and dry," the artist-model relationship. And always in the background, the elephant in the film, the dilemma that presents the artist from the imperfection of life and the perfection of the work. All this may sound abstract and discursive result in a film, Rivette films it with the elegance and transparency of a master. We attend a bright paper craft and art of painting. As you proceed, The beautiful liar is becoming an eminently film physics. The picture and sound transmitting solar light South of France, the heat of summer, the coldness of the rooms, the chirping of the pen on the notebook, the mixture of colors, pressure of the brushes on the canvas, the touch of charcoal on paper, the model's naked body manipulated by the painter as an inert object. As viewers, we feel so intense and vivid the process of creating a painting. Rivette's camera moves with lightness to the film's modest two to two encounters between the characters without reducing them to mere archetypes. In the end, Frenhofer ends his beautiful liar, but Rivette, consistent with the mystery that has built around the work, it shows it. Liz and Marianne only have access to it. Between life and art, the artist chooses life and delivery to the dealer a substitute for beautiful liar. This one is only interested in the price of the box and the business that entails. In the epilogue in the garden with all the characters, Rivette films again find two pairs with subtle camera movements we suggest that these relationships have changed and will never be what they were.

The beautiful liar is offered in two versions, one full of almost 4 hours and one restricted to the usual two hours of film., But both are aimed at that audience / a for which the film is more than a spectacle, a form of knowledge. Refrain those looking at the screen fast fun and cinematic fast food digestion.

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A HISTORY OF ROADS Raider

E n those days called a teamster in charge of guiding a wagon with oxen. A man's job, not culturally frowned upon for women to exert it. These animal-powered vehicles down the people of the farms and fields with goods such as bags of charcoal and firewood Hualle; bulk fruit: pears and apples, grapes, currants and Italy. In the autumn through the streets of Penco Pitarrilla offering fresh or freshly scrubbed grape chicha. Back to their destinations, the carts had been fished dry (hake dried in the sun), fresh fish, seafood, oil wagon, bales of grass, tools, bottles of wine and groceries.

The story I heard once in Penco referred to this activity, but with an added unexpected. It happened that a peasant woman, abandoned by a drunken and irresponsible husband, was the need to go down to town from the outskirts of First Water to supply. His wagon, oxen and a load of coal. But without the homeowner present, had no road. As the rush was great to go to Penco to buy things, came to give that responsibility to his eldest son, Juanito, who was eleven then. Mother and son

yoked oxen and securely fastened to the pole of the wagon. Then charged as they could the car with sacks of coal. She picked up her youngest daughter of four years and the three began the slow march down the rough road to Penco. Juanito with a baton, led the horse. The husband, a drunkard who constantly prowling the house of women, followed with a seedy cronies waited for the wagon with his wife came home from town with food and money. Planned assault.

So it was that mother, son and daughter were returning when the woman noticed the presence of these scoundrels in a bend in the road. They crouched, hidden behind trees. The cart with the head Juanito passed by the slow stride of the horse. The woman said your child from danger. Winches, meanwhile, passed up the vehicle watching the progress of the wagon from the bush. Easy prey, he thought the man, smiling drunk while his cronies drew accounts in advance of the benefits of this easy assault.

Aware of the imminent danger, she devised a scheme that informed his son, cobbled road. Knowing that at nightfall her criminals to attack devised to guide the oxen Juanito off the road and entered the wagon directly to the mountain. Child so the child and the oxen started to run down a slope between the dense undergrowth quilas. So much so that the weed was closed new hiding the last of the wagon.

When night and hiding in the forest women, Juanito the road and four year old girl, slept huddled a few yards from the horse tied up next to a stream chewing grass in a bag. In the silence could be heard not far baffled men looking for carriage and its passengers through the trees. Scribbles and let go shouting laughter. The women's biggest fear was that the little girl began to mourn and cry would guide the wrongdoers. But the truth is that try as they could not ascertain the whereabouts of the hidden family. Until the day came, with the sun high and where other carts passing through the vicinity, Juanito the carter yoked oxen, tied to his wagon and led them through the undergrowth of the bush to leave the way back home. The child had drawn a test-driving the vehicle safely and to avoid an assault charge in the solitude of the road to First Water.