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20,000 Days on Earth
A semi-fictionalized documentary about a day in the life of Australian musician Nick Cave's persona.
Came in with no real relationship to Nick Cave or his music and loved this trip... It doesn't exactly enter F FOR FAKE territory, but it's just contrived and calibrated enough, with Cave openly musing about his fascination with narratives and instinctive need to embellish his own experiences, that it wouldn't shock me to learn that the "documentary's" only bit of truth – so far as these things go – is what I came in already knowing: Cave is a fringe rock star who spends a lot of time writing and recording songs. Maybe he doesn't live in Brighton, isn't married to a (stunning) woman named Suzie, doesn't have twin boys, doesn't see a therapist, and there's no team of…
"I am transforming, I am vibrating - I'm glowing - I'm flying! Look at me now!"
I used to suffer from Seasonal Affective Disorder. It's much better now - I'm miserable all the year round these days - and one of the ways I used to get it under control was to take photos and videos of grey, rainy skies. If I could take the weather that was troubling me and turn it into a matter of exposure lengths and f-stops, I could control it.
One of the many, many, many revelations of Jane Pollard and Iain Forsyth's new film about Nick Cave is that he used to do the same thing. Although Cave never struck me as the sort…
Nick Cave plays Nick Cave in a 'documentary' that at times seems to encompass larger cinematic proportions than you would typically associate with the genre. The film is presented as his 20,000 day alive since birth, 24 hours in the life of an artist, a husband, a Dad, a dreamer, a realist and a middle-age man living in Brighton. To call this a documentary is not really true in the strictest sense, regularly drifting into the fictional realm so often inhabited by its subjects songs.
Certainly if you are turned on by the idea of delving into an artists creative process, being taken into the confusing, restless mind that attempts to make sense of their life and world around them…
Memories don’t matter so much to me for I often tend to recall the bad ones: those in which I did something embarrassing or which are dominated by disappointment. Not that I am unhappy about the things I do, it’s just that the good ones fade much faster. Watching a guy recall his memories therefore doesn’t appeal to me as a concept for a ‘documentary’, especially since I’m not a Nick Cave fan per se, although this film fortunately centred on his latest album - Push the Sky Away - that I’ve acquainted more than the rest of his back catalogue. There way too much semi-philosophical mumbling that may work for his spoken-words style of song writing, but which, as…
When I talk about editing as a creative art form, I'm thinking of things like showing Nick Cave kicking the air, then cutting in mid-movement to his younger self completing the same move. Poetry, commentary and emotion in one cut.
This is still brilliant.
Now I will tell you how to slay the dragon.
20,000 Days on Earth is simply the feeling you get when something higher than yourself is levelling with you. Nick Cave, a being drifting around in the philosophical stratosphere at the dumbest of times, is an artist that I never expected to decipher, nor even appreciate. The trailer of this quasi-documentary suggests further impenetrable ramblings about 'Important Stuff', yet I can't imagine a more inviting and welcoming creation of random musings than this.
Tinkering with structure playfully, 20,000 Days's concept is slight yet expansive. Following Nick Cave's 20,000th day on Planet Earth (we can only assume he's spent many more days on other planets), it segues between reminiscing about the…
Todo documentário sobre música devia ser assim.
Brit artspelunkers descend into captivating man-made caverns.
Not for me, pretty boring though there are some interesting anecdotes.
Estos documentales biográficos que no parecen documentales biográficos.
20,000 días es la tierra es los que lleva vividos Nick Cave, durante la película podemos ver como este cantante y compositor ha vivido y ha creado música desde el underground. Podemos ver una platica con su psicólogo, entrar a un cuarto en donde están viendo sus fotos, como si fuera caso de estudio y durante los viajes que hace en carro podemos verlo platicando con otros cantantes o compositores como si fueran fantasmas que aparecen en su mente.
A movie like this you either go for, or you don't. And, oh boy, do I ever go for this movie.
Tuve un problema con este documental (?), de pronto te pone frente a la obra del gran músico que es Nick Cave y por ratos te hace sentir como si observaras la labor de un onanista. Con cincuenta y cinco años de edad el músico australiano plantea un testamento que, más que convencernos de nada, nos recuerda que el legado de cualquier artista permanece justo en el peor temor de Cave: la memoria. " My biggest fear is losing memory because memory is what we are. Your very soul and your very reason to be alive is tied up in memory."
Bien lograda aunque por momentos carente de fuerza narrativa, la película es salvada por la inercia musical de un guión que debió haberse cantado más que escrito.
“Memory is what we are. Your very soul and your very reason to be alive are tied up in memory.”
para empezar, nunca he sido muy fan de nick cave. me gustan cosas de the birthday party y el primer disco de grinderman, pero de los bad seeds pues no. el gran acierto de la película para un neófito como yo, es que logró que saliendo del cine quisiera buscar más música de nick cave y su proyecto principal.
el título es épico, pero también lo ha sido la vida de cave, como queda demostrado en este ¿documental? y justo eso me encanta, como se borra esa línea entre ficción y no-ficción cuando va manejando su coche y tiene estos encuentros-diálogos ¿interiores? con ray winstone, blixa bargeld y kylie minogue. nada más por esas escenas, la película ya valió lo que hayan pagado por verla.
Nick Cave is everything
Films Directed or Co-Directed by Women
Taken from this Slashfilm article and Letterboxd-erized here, for my convenience (and yours).
Edit: I re-ordered them so the films…