not a story of violence, but a story on violence. On that demon human, too human, that does not cease to sow pain and anguish. As demonstrated with merciless clarity, the figures that newspapers and TV news broadcast for the past three weeks from the Gaza Strip, crushed by monstrous tentacles of white phosphorus, white as the Star of David. Superhuman violence that we carry within us even before birth, even before living. And that always accompanies us. The pictures I want to talk actually belong to a hyper real and normal and just this bitter fiction.
First, the author. David Paul Cronenberg that I learned to understand and to love many years ago when, in Italy, appeared "The Fly", lucid and tragically acute metaphor for violence, weakened and become almost acceptable to the visionary material that feeds the science fiction is just fiction : we are not like that. But the illusion did not last long. It's enough to make us appreciate the sacrifice of the beast.
Twenty years after Canadian director returns to throw another in the face (Same?) Monster. But it does no more alien metaphors. Here they are men of flesh and bones. That have human faces, which have carved the features of that hard Viggo Mortensen that the general public has known mitogenetiche thanks to the visions of Tolkien, his Masters of Evil, its invincible & # 160; though mortal heroes, its demons transformed into colossal blockbuster movie by the genius of Peter Jackson.
"A History of Violence" says that everything comes back, sooner or later, to remind us who we are. The i ncipit , memorable, and tragic prologue is menacing threat. An endless tracking shot along a hard slide and move in a perfectly horizontal gaze chilling silence of the caregiver, no longer a spectator but now the protagonist in the hearts and lungs of a tragedy foretold.
E 'the beginning of a "revelation" in the strict sense John. We know now what is going to happen even if the image is scrolled on the screen of a door, a window, a sunny wall of an empty chair. It runs, too, a total absence & # 160; of unspeakable power that produces sounds. It appears the man. And what happens to happen.
There is, in the images of Cronenberg, the fate that can not be. Although he says the filmmaker in Toronto, we delude ourselves to keep him away from our everyday life with the apotropaic of our social and religious rites. For this unnecessarily violent. With
"The Fly", one of his best films, the Canadian director had laid bare the complex relationship that binds the exaggerated desire for knowledge and use of technology to reckless risks arising from unpredictable but inevitable. Develops, then, the theme of the apprentice sorcerer, Faust, can no longer to stop the process triggered.
Here, with a terrible history of violence, Cronenberg perfected this issue based on extending and linking almost eschatological inevitability of the unexpected outcomes of human action. Understanding this time drawn up a psychological and above all social, or even anthropological. The film shows an indelible past that comes back with catastrophic results.
An essay in pictures, a keynote the impossibility of any redemption, the importance of the combination of capital case - and fate in human affairs, then, in history. Bitter psychodramatic meta-analysis on the roots of violence. In the "fly" Cronenberg has mentioned the humanity of the monster, here shows us the enormity of the human. The director of Ontario is very effective in probing with meticulous technique psychosurgery anguish and loneliness of the man in front the impossible mutation of the soul, the truth of a cruel cruel world close by the bond that links cause and effect, elevated into a universal principle.
in competition at Cannes in 2005, the film retained its 2 2006 Golden Globe nominations for best film and best actress Maria Bello. Cronenberg's work has also reported for the Academy Award nominations for Best Supporting Actor (William Hurt) and Best Adapted Screenplay. The film also was nominated for the David di Donatello for Best Foreign Language Film 2006. A must see.
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