Movies that are slightly off.
The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie
A surreal, virtually plotless series of dreams centered around six middle-class people and their consistently interrupted attempts to have a meal together.
What can I say; I think I’ve found a new favourite director after a single film.
Buñuel has the same high regard for both his characters and audience alike. Like a cat with a mouse, he toys with them; tosses them up in the air, bats them about a while, then sits back and watches them wobble and stumble about; all the time his tail gingerly flicking. Just when you think you have your bearings; and escape into a lush field of meaning is within grasp; he pounces again.
I’ve read that Buñuel was an accomplished hypnotist in his youth, and that he believed that the movies were a form of hypnotism. I believe it; I’m still in a trance.
A winding, inescapable nightmare separated by emptiness. If this wasn't so harshly hilarious it would be impossible to take in, mainly because entitlement doesn't seem like a topic to showcase without a certain measure of levity. Its structure, beginning like an awkward play of misunderstandings, soon dissolves into a satirical depiction of grating realities, utilizing the energy of chaos as a contrast between the consistently still and contained imagery. Even the most surrealistic incident within this dreamlike series of events carries an unflinching eye, viewing all the strange and despicable behavior like a curious animal; wide-eyed and casually attentive.
Don't you hate it when restaurants run out of water?
When I first heard the title, I thought, "Finally! Someone's going to tell the truth about the bourgeoisie!" What a disappointment. It would be hard to imagine a less fair or, or accurate portrait.
Hard to quantify the cumulative satirical force this movie brings to bear, as it maintains the same level of genial drollery from start to finish. I always start out mildly amused, wind up gobsmacked...but it seems entirely possible that shuffling the scenes at random would have much the same effect. It's just a single pointed joke that gets funnier and funnier, abetted by a sextet of actors who refrain from any winking or nudging—Bulle Ogier in particular achieves maximum vacuity without calling attention to herself…
Another Buñuel and again I must rhyme;
Appropriate since it's much weirder this time.
Though unlike before where things start with the feast
In ...Charm it seems eating's like sex to a priest:
Forbidden, taboo, and declined against will
Though suffering fools keep attempting their fill.
A sextet of dilettantes (much like before)
Discuss what is proper, indulgent, and more.
But there where 'society' deemed what is right,
Cocaine/infidelity/murder's our plight.
A strange set of morals; I guess that's the key
To poke fun at people more, well, discreetly.
Their wealth and their social esteem's much less clear
And so is their odd way of showing good cheer.
Confounded by knocking at every turn,
That damned door's bad luck, yet…
Christopher Nolan eat your heart out, because The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie has an even wilder dream-in-dream-in-dream-in-dream construction than Inception. The entire film revolves around sextet of middle-class friend who attempt to dine together, but who are repeatedly interrupted by the most mildly absurd circumstances that are nevertheless nonchalantly accepted by each of them, spawning a bizarre pseudo-world that constantly fools the audience. Starting off as merely amusing, the joke of the unachievable dinner plans builds and builds and builds into something much larger that gets funnier with every twist and turn. The same formula applies to the ‘side-stories’, such as the one centred on the alleged deprivation of the fictitious Republic of Miranda of which one of the…
Holy bejeezus, what an odd film. I mean truly odd. Not in the Lynch way, though, but in some completely new way. Sometimes it plays out like a Monty Python skit. Sometimes it feels like French New Wave. Sometimes it feels like a laugh track is missing. Sometimes it comes this close to slapstick but without the pay-off. It is definitely satire, though, that much I can say with confidence. The film pokes fun at so many things it could be (and probably has been) the subject of many a PhD dissertation.
I honestly can't write a review of it, at least not without spending way too much time I don't have right now reading about it.
All I can say is it is truly odd, and compelling and engaging and I loved it. I really loved it.
Delphine Seyrig's wincing smile.
I don't think I fully get it. I mean, the bourgeoisie spend their time having dinner parties and doing nothing productive, I get that. It just seems like everything being said is pretty clear.
Perhaps the movie is of its time, or perhaps there's a layer I don't fully understand.
Perfectly written, stunningly directed
I really wanted to like this one more but whatever. I understand why this is a beloved film and I enjoyed quite a few scenes but the rest felt to drag for me. This is still worth a watch if it interests you. I was expecting something along the surreal lines of A Pigeon Sat On A Branch, but this is a lot more subtle.
What I Learned:
Nobody told the 1% that this was a comedy
Dr. Strangelove or; How I learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb
This was one of the most subtle, yet surreal things I've ever seen. I feel like I was inside of a surrealist painting - which obviously makes sense cause Buñuel was a part of that movement. Nonetheless, everything in this film felt placed so delicately, when in reality each moment of the film was bizarre, or was it? Maybe it wasn't, maybe it was just an average movie. Does it matter? No... The aim of the surrealist movement was to "resolve the previously contradictory conditions of dream and reality", and you know what? This film does exactly that. And its funny too!!!!! Its funny!!! How can you go wrong????
Basically 6 people attempt to all have a meal together and…
So badly wanted to know what they thought of the foie gras but nobody got to taste the damn thing.
For the uninitiated, The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie is considered legendary Spanish filmmaker Luis Buñuel’s most popular and accessible film, as well as a landmark in French surrealist cinema. It follows six upper class, powerful “friends” who make attempts to dine with one another, only for their plans to be continuously interrupted through ludicrous circumstances. Such a summary, however, rather simplifies and dilutes what is, typically, a multifaceted and profound piece of work. As much as the narrative concerns the characters’ inability to come together, it becomes fixated on their dreams, and with them their repressed anxieties and desires. The complexity of it all is that the two are presented fluidly, intertwining in a way that there becomes little…
(Working on organizing it by similar aesthetic.)
This is what happens when your car breaks down on a Sunday morning and you have nothing else to do…