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Many believe 2012 to be a transitional year in human history, but I wonder, do you think we’ll really be looking back on it in a couple of decades as the marker point for the dawning of the Age of Aquarius? Will there perhaps be any other linked trends worth isolating from this phase? One particular notch on the sundial of human cultural evolution that is on a lot of people’s minds at the moment is how 2012 is set to mark the turning point in which commercial cinema exhibition heads irrevocably down it’s digital path, and what changes this might bring in what we see and how we see it.

Dawning of a new age? Roy Fricke's Samsara

Samsara, the latest ‘Where Do We Come From? What Are We? Where Are We Going?’ wake-up call for a new generation of filmgoers from cinematographer-director Ron Fricke (Baraka) seems fully aware of its significance with regards to such aspects. Released in the UK but a month prior to the 60th anniversary of the Cinerama format that first launched the widescreen revolution in the 1950s, it is also the first film in 15 years, since Kenneth Brannagh’s Hamlet (1996), to be shot completely in 65mm negative stock printed on 70mm. (Christopher Nolan’s recent productions have used wide-gauge film in certain sequences, and we should also add the caveat that we are only talking about films intended for release in conventional cinemas, as opposed to specialist venues such as IMAX).

Hamlet was already something of an anachronism in the fading years of the 20th century. With virtually all of the ‘roadshow’ venues for which the 70mm format was intended closed down or subdivided long before the multiplex era of the 1980s, there were simply very few places for the film to be shown to its best advantage. Brannagh may well have been aiming at the grandeur Cleopatra or Doctor Zhivago, as its 4-hour-long running time also suggested, but the market for such widescreen epics had all but disappeared by the year of its release, and for the most part it screened in 35mm reduction prints at those cinemas willing enough to take the punt at showing a film that occupied two programme slots.

A benchmark as to how good digital projection can be, for the cynics amongst us.

Samsara will similarly be presented in a different format to that which it was shot in, but without any such significant loss in image clarity – or at least, it should provide the perfect benchmark as to how good digital projection can be for those cynics still amongst us. The 70mm footage has been scanned at a phenomenal resolution of 8K HD, high enough to be projected for a full-screen IMAX presentation without visible pixilation. Celluloid purists will no doubt argue that no greater filming medium has ever been devised than 70mm film (though the debate of film vs digital in terms of image quality will no doubt rage on for some time yet), and Fricke’s work here certainly supports such assertions. However, as a projection medium it is incredibly expensive (in terms of both raw stock and processing), unwieldy and difficult to transport. Getting enough prints made up and transporting them to venues across the world in order for them to be shown is quite some undertaking. The advantages of distribution using a Digital Cinema Package (DCP) contained on a specialist hard disk to get the film shown as far and wide as possible are pretty obvious in this case, and it is interesting to note that Fricke’s groundbreaking work with Samsara is now being followed by the Weinstein Company, who are producing Paul Thomas Anderson’s The Masters, similarly shot in 70mm and up for digital release later this year.

Unfortunately, we’re a long way away from the era of Cinerama, and the sort of size screens such meditative travelogs of this type would be best showcased upon nowadays are more likely to be occupied by the CG-enhanced superhero movies that sit at the other end of the “realism” spectrum. Samsara looks mainly set to play the arthouse circuit, at venues that have traditionally aimed at fostering a more intimate viewing experience than the average Hollywood blockbuster, without the state-of-the-art projection facilities and mammoth screens of say, the BFI IMAX, or the Empire Leicester Square.

The presentation I caught, at the Apollo Cinema near Piccadilly, was projected at the current digital standard of 4K – good enough for most human eyes, but for how long, one wonders? Mere days ago, on 28 August, Hollywood Reporter announced that 8K Ultra High Definition Television (UHDTV) would become the new broadcast standard of the future, with NHK hoping to start test broadcasts in Japan by 2020. This is flabbergasting. What sort of stuff are we going to be watching on television in ten years time to justify this visual clarity, and just how big are our living rooms going to have to be to accommodate our screens? More crucially however,  is how is cinema going to compete when the exhibition sector has already financially hobbled itself to reach the 4K standard, leaving numerous independent venues behind in a celluloid limbo in the process?

Around the world in 99 minutes

Returning to Samsara, scale is the order of the day here, with the pre-release publicity keen to emphasise the production was shot over a ‘4 year period in 25 countries across 5 continents’, as with such other technological showcases as This is Cinerama (1952), The Miracle of Todd-AO (1956) and the numerous early IMAX features (before the post-Spiderman trend of the bulk of IMAX programming being made up of standard 35mm releases being artificially enhanced to fit the larger screen dimensions by a nifty piece of computer software). In fact, it is worth remembering that following his camerawork on Godfrey Reggio’s not dissimilar Koyaanisqatsi (1982), Fricke next showcased his penchant for dialogue-fee “visual poems” comprised of a plethora of stop-motion landscape shots on a wide-film medium with the 45-minute IMAX documentary Chronos (1985).

Still, the imagery remains remarkably similar to all these films even if the means of delivery has changed: expansive landscapes of deserts and mountains, raging waterfalls and rain-drenched forests, aerial shots of chaotic city scenes with flows of flickering taillights flowing through filigrees of roadways, and a panoply of images that celebrate both the splendour and futility of human endeavour.

Apparently “Fricke conceived the film as a guided meditation on the cycle of birth, death and rebirth”, and as you’ll no doubt have already read elsewhere, ‘Samsara’ is a Sanskrit word that means “the ever turning wheel of life.” Those who have seen the aforementioned titles and Baraka (1992), Fricke’s first 70mm film as a director to be released to conventional cinemas, will have a pretty good idea what to expect; an entrancing cavalcade of National Geographic-styled images laden with meaning and consequence set to the grandiloquent strains of Marcello De Francisci’s score, which similarly oscillates between exoticism and evocation.

Cinematic landscapes - one of Samsara's time-lapsed desert scenes.

If the above sounds a little dismissive, then it shouldn’t. Critical analysis of what Fricke is reaching for is tricky, and in any measure may be largely superfluous. One is left to resort to such clichés as ‘jaw-dropping’, ‘awe-inspiring’ and ‘soul-stirring’ found in other reviews, simply because ultimately, whether or not one takes any higher meaning away with you after the credits roll, for 90 minutes or so, that is exactly what it is – a feast for the eyes and soul. Mesmerising, often poignant, sometimes hackneyed (the African tribesman decked with warpaint and clutching a gun, the hurried mass-pedestrian scuttle across Shibuya crossing shot in time-lapse – indeed, Fricke falls back on this technique a little too often), Samsara‘s high-definition wide-angle compositions nevertheless are seldom anything less than strikingly beautiful, even in the film’s uglier moments, such as the scenes of production-line butchery that should be enough to put one off eating chicken for life. I’d strongly recommend it for these reasons alone, and as a showcase of what cinema can do with current technology and where we are possibly heading in the future, a more palatable alternative to the synesthetic silliness of the new 4DX shtick I wrote about for Sight & Sound a few months back in my ‘4DX: Here come the feelies’ article.

For a reviewer searching circularity, in this instance it comes not from the final destruction of the sand mandala we witnessed being painstakingly created by Buddhist monks in the stunning Himalayan region of Ladakh, India, at the opening of the film. Instead, the following shots of arid landscapes and deserted cavernous buildings that once echoed with human activity reminded me of another, slightly more unsettling non-narrative celebration of the scope and depth of civilisations past and present, Bill Morrison’s Decasia – The State Of Decay (2002). Collaged together from the faded remnants of earlier eras in a medium that for the first hundred years has been cinema’s very essence, Decasia’s images constantly threaten to devolve into the same elemental chaos from which that which they depict has emerged.

Posthuman wastelands- one of the unsettling images from Decasia (2002).

One prays that posterity will be at least as kind to Fricke’s glorious vision than to these anonymously-captured fragments. As transient as a physical, analogue medium such as film may be, there is nothing more ephemeral than the easily-erasable digital elements on a computer hard-drive. As technology marches relentlessly onwards delivering ever greater thrills and spectacles, let us pray that at least some vestiges of such visual poems as both these films will survive into the next century in some concrete form.

LINKS

The website for Samsara is here.

A new Blu-ray of This is Cinerama, released next month to celebrate the 60th Anniversary of the film can be ordered from here.

For more on the more troubling aspects of the digital switchover, I refer the reader to the LA Weekly article ‘Movie Studios Are Forcing Hollywood to Abandon 35mm Film But the Consequences of Going Digital Are Vast, and Troubling’ from 12 April 2012, linked here.

Sunday 16 September 2012 at 4:30pm, Zipangu Fest in London, will be hosting a panel discussion entitled “Is There Still a Need for Film in a Digitising World?” following the screening of Spirit Made Flesh: Works from 3 Experimental Filmmakers, linked here.

“Bigger, better, bolder, back.” The quote by the Sunday Mirror’s Mark Adams prominently emblazoned across the top of the poster for StreetDance 2 3D pretty much tells you all you need to know about the sequel to the surprise hit of 2010, the UK underdog that came from nowhere to gleefully bash such bloated bombs as Ridley Scott’s Robin Hood and Prince of Persia (remember them?) at the box office upon its original theatrical release. Even more revealing is the appearance of the logo for the new BFI Film Fund in the opening credits. This is one of the first titles to receive its lottery funding via the BFI following the abolition of the UK Film Council on 31 March last year (see my original post on this) and, on the surface at least, appears to be pretty much the type of film we all thought David Cameron was crying out for just a few months back – a glossier reprise of a low-budget, high-earning film with mass popular appeal and high export potential. Ken Loach, this ain’t, but it’s a whole lot of fun, nonetheless.

Britain's Got Talent dance troupe Flawless return from the first film for this sequence in Trafalgar Square

Less a sequel than a reboot, the new film clearly has its eye on a bigger market than the UK. Largely eschewing the self-congratulatory back-slapping one would expect from a British film of this nature set in the year of the Olympics (although the London 2012 logo does appear once, in an early dance number set in Trafalgar Square), StreetDance 2 is essentially a tale of two cities, with much of the action ostensibly set in a Paris consisting of smoky bars and underground dance venues, and shabby youth hostel dormitories. There’s only a few choice exteriors to give an indication that even the smallest part of it was actually filmed there, while the vast arena that plays host to the spectacular final tournament is a dazzling, otherworldly CGI creation.

StreetDance 2 star and Will Young looky-likey Falk Hentschel

Not that the British side of things gets very much of a look in, with Nicola Burley’s sassy ‘Sarf’ London cru replaced wholesale by a pan-European posse led by clean-cut American Ash, played by newcomer (and dead ringer for Will Young) Falk Hentschel. Ash’s early-scene humiliation, after challenging London locals Invincible (curiously affecting American accents) to an underground dance-off, sees him ending up flat on his ass and assigned with the sobriquet ‘Popcorn boy’, as well as instilling in him a taste for revenge, fostered through a chance meeting with chirpy chappy Eddie (played by another Britain’s Got Talent alumni, the 2008 winner George Sampson), who offers to manage him. From then on in, it’s a brief hop, skip and jump around the continent as the unlikely pair attempt to put together a team to rescue Ash’s crumpled pride by taking on the arrogant rude boys at the world’s biggest dance competition, Final Clash, to be held in the French capital in but a matter of weeks. Before long the hapless duo are joined by, among others, Tino from Ibiza, Skorpion from the Swiss Alps, a tattooed lass from Amsterdam named Bam-Bam and Terrabyte from Prague, winding up in Paris where they discover the final missing ingredient in the shapely form of sultry salsa-dancing Eva (Sofia Boutella), all black fishnets and booty-shaking action.

Sofia Boutella, a revelation in three dimensions.

Eddie is the first to spot the pouty Parisienne’s potential to add a fiery touch of spice to the urban collective by introducing a more Latin groove to their routine. However, two obstacles stand between Ash’s will-to-power desire for revenge by way of such romantic fusion. The first, Eva’s current partner Lucien, is quickly eliminated, exiting the dance floor with a haughty Gallic shrug after being harangued because he has a girl’s name and his fandango is not quite ‘street’ enough. The second is her fiercely protective Uncle Manu, played by Tom Conti, reprising his Mediterranean shtick from Shirley Valentine (1989). Oh yes, and there’s a third – the chisel-jawed American’s unwillingness to share his moment.

StreetDance 2 lacks the charming naiveté of the first time round, but there’s a spontaneity about these films that makes them, if not hard to criticise, then at least hard to resist. The 3D format almost seems tailor made for its subject, far more so than the sort of macho action spectacles one usually associates it with. Bodies leap and contort rhythmically, in several instances eliciting uniform gasps of amazement from the audience at the screening I attended, while misty swathes of perspiration, dust motes and cigarette smoke accentuate the sense of volumetric space. The path to epic Final Clash might be a familiar one, but it’s exhilarating nonetheless.

Keeping it sexy in StreetDance 2

The portrayal of a new borderless and street-level, multi-ethnic Europe united in a harmonious body politic is also rather fascinating. This is one aimed at the EasyJet rather than the Eurorail generation, with barely a beret in sight, and Tom Conti’s gasping, garlic sausage-guzzling Uncle Manu left as the sole representative of the pre-single currency era. He’s not without a few wise words for the youngsters, too. “Dance with your heart, not with your head”, he advises our headstrong young hero or, translated into their street argot, “Don’t treat your bitch like a ho.” Manu’s role is to sandpaper down the competitive edge off the dancers, reminding them of the central role of passion in performance and exhorting them to temper their more aggressively sexy and confrontational stance with a bit of old-school romanticism – hence the running joke throughout the film of Eva consistently rebuffing Ash’s insistence they share the intimacy of dinner, despite spending hours of practice grinding their thighs together.

StreetDance 2: Beating the Eurovision Song Contest at its own game

The film’s initially conservative-seeming message, of a WASP-ish white boy from the U.S. coming in to rally together the disparate elements of a fragmented Europe with the aid of his British sidekick and lead them unto victory, is turned on its head by the finale. In a film in which the line between text and subtext often seems to strain beneath its gossamer flimsiness, it’s possible to detect a slightly more radical idea, as the pushy outsider effectively learns to subjugate his ego for the good of the collective – in other words, to become more instinctive, and indeed, more European. Now I wonder what David Cameron would make of that?

StreetDance 2 is out in the UK in 2D and 3D on 30 March 2012. For more information, check out the films website www.streetdancethemovie.co.uk.

Yes, it’s that time of year again, as the Japan Foundation UK’s touring season looms upon us once more. I’ve already put some information up about it in the ‘events’ section of this website, detailing where its going and when it’s going there, and there are also details on the Japan Foundations website.

The season is the Japan Foundation’s most ambitious yet, with a total of nine films travelling to seven venues across England, Scotland and Northern Ireland (but not that other place) between 10 February to 28 March 2012. This year’s title is ‘Whose Film Is It Anyway? Contemporary Japanese Auteurs’, and the films have all been selected because they are directed from original scripts, not adaptations of books or manga, or TV tie-ins. We thought it was an important theme, because when you look at the list of top-grossing Japanese films of recent years, it seems to be dominated by TV spin-offs such as the Umizaru, Boys Over Flowers and Rookies films. It seemed a particularly good time to celebrate the auteur, and also extol the virtues of originality rather than tried and tested formulas – something worth remembering given the various debates that raged a couple of weeks back vis-a-vis David Cameron’s comments outlining his ideas for the British film industry as touched upon in my previous post (although it now seems these might have been slightly misreported).

Shall We Dance? director Masayuki Suo in London and in conversation with yours truly on Thursday 9 February, to introduce his most recent film I Just Didn't Do It.

The series kicks off in London at the ICA on 11 February and will run there until 16 February – the full programme of the London screenings is given here. In order to launch the season, the Japan Foundation will be holding a special event on 9 February at their Russell Square premises, with the director Masayuki Suo in conversation, talking about his filmmaking methods to mark our screenings of his last work, I Just Didn’t Do It (Soredemo boku wa yattenai), a damning indictment of the Japanese judicial system.

I’m particularly honoured and excited to be conducting this onstage interview with one of Japan’s most internationally-acclaimed directors, because as I frequently tell anyone who asks me, it was his wonderful ballroom comedy Shall We Dance? that provided one of my early epiphanies about Japanese film, which resulted in my leaving the humdrum security of office life and heading over to Japan to study its cinema (You can read the whole story in this piece I wrote for J-Film Powwow a couple of years back. I’ve never met Suo before, but I do know I love his films, and that in this particular case, they’ve had a life-changing effect on me. It still brings a tear to my eye, this beautiful film (and this is from someone who can’t bare to be in the same room as BBC Saturday night talent show Strictly Come Dancing).

The other end of auteurism - director Katsumi Sakaguchi will be talking about his film Sleep with Roger Clarke at the Japan Foundation UK on 13 Feb.

The Japan Foundation has two guests over this year, the second being Katsumi Sakaguchi, whose gritty Sleep (Nemuri yusurika), a docudrama about prostitution and sexual dysfunction, presents an altogether more challenging aspect of ‘auteurist cinema’ than Suo’s films. Chairing what I am sure will be a fascinating discussion with the director at the Japan Foundation on Monday 13 February 2012 (from 6.30pm ) is the critic Roger Clarke, writer for The Independent and Sight & Sound among other things.

I should be there for much of the first weekend at the ICA introducing the various films, so look forward to seeing you there. As for the two events at the Japan Foundation, both are free to attend but booking is essential. To reserve a place, please email your name and the title of the event you would like to attend to event@jpf.org.uk.