Is the idea of having no free will frightening? Fellini’s 8 1/2 is a film filled with unreality: Dreams, daydreams and memories.A daydream believer in a mid-life crisis. It was a final discarding of the stark neorealism that permeated his early in favor of personal fantasy and the invocation of image which would direct and shape the world of ideas. A world of the irrational and non-linear that would lead liberal orthodox reason by a leash. It was Freudian, Christian, Jungian, sexual and autobiographical images on a liberating cinematic stroll.It was a world without gravity; where fleeting mortal pleasures pitches teleology of the priests- and all institutional fear mongering- into doubt and to the wolves. It is this insidious “they” that pulls Marcello down at the beginning of the film as he flies; falling to earth with the thumping pain of authority, the long rope of the law on his leg, in something of the perspective of Dali’s Crucifixion. Like quicksilver, mercurial sense of freedom attached with a fine thread to an eroticized imagination….
The gravity here is just sick for revenge
Its like my lungs are filled with chains . . .
The sky seems so low,
It hasnt moved this slow
Since the virgins, since the virgins went dancing for the rain
You know the stars in the night
Theyre like the holes in the cave
Like the ceiling of a bombed-out church
But gravity blocks my screams
Its like an enemys dreams
My guardians quit
They quit before they started their search… ( Jim Carroll, Wicket Gravity )
Roger Ebert:”8 1/2″ is the best film ever made about filmmaking. It is told from the director’s point of view, and its hero, Guido (Marcello Mastroianni), is clearly intended to represent Fellini. It begins with a nightmare of asphyxiation, and a memorable image in which Guido floats off into the sky, only to be yanked back to earth by a rope pulled by his associates, who are hectoring him to organize his plans for his next movie. Much of the film takes place at a spa near Rome, and at the enormous set Guido has constructed nearby for his next film, a science fiction epic he has lost all interest in.
The film weaves in and out of reality and fantasy. Some critics complained that it was impossible to tell what was real and what was taking place only in Guido’s head, but I have never had the slightest difficulty, and there is usually a clear turning point as Guido escapes from the uncomfortable present into the accommodating world of his dreams. Read More:http://rogerebert.suntimes.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20000528/REVIEWS08/5280301/1023 a
…I want a world without gravity
It could be just what I need
Id watch the stars move close
Id watch the earth recede
I wanna drift above the borders against my will
I wanna sleep where the angels dont pass
But now my lips are blue
Gravity does it to you
Its like theyre pressed against a mirrored glass
I want my will and capability to meet inside the region
Where this gravity dont mean a thing
Its where the angels break through . . .
Its where they bring it to you
Its where silence, silence can teach me to sing… ( Jim Carroll )
Three kinds of nonreality weave around and intersect the bare outline of the nominal plot. These are Guido’s daydreams, dreams and memories. He spends about as much time out of present reality as in it. These three currents, controlled and uncontrollable, course round and through the dilemmas of his day, help explain them, and help fuse his resolution, desperate and inspired at the end. We see just enough of Guido’s past to understand some of his fixations and aversions; we see enough of his dreams to understand his fears and desires; we see enough of his daydreams to understand why he is an artist and just what the solaces and limitations of his art can be.
The most striking aspect of 8 1/2 which is not true of every film, not even of every fine film, is the very way it looks. The richness of almost every frame comes from three factors: first Fellini’s eye, second and third, the articulation of his intentions by the camerawork and by
design of settings and costumes. The cinematographer-Di Venanzo- sensitive gradations of black and white seem to have more color than many films shot in color, and at the same time the film revels in it black and whiteness.
…I wanna lay beneath these sheets and never turn blue
I wanna hold you, hold you tight but never touch
I want some pure, pure white; hey, we can nod all night
We can do it without thinking too much
I want the dilettantes and parvenues to choke on my wrists
They think the pearls I wear are pills
I want their gravity to shatter . . . but it really doesnt matter
I got something in my eye that kills!… ( Jim Carroll )
The film begins in a dream,then flows into waking, then into a vision, then back to reality as seamlessly as well modulated music. And this much of the film sets its location for us. It takes place in Guido. Though the camera is not often subjective, it is through Guido’s center of self- frightened, chafed, greedy,loving, idealistic; that the picture flows, springing from every aspect of his consciousness. The pressure of the impending film on Guido, the real world, seems surpassed by his increasing knowledge about himself that peeling off truths about his sexual behavior, his guilts, his ultrasecret cache of glee about his guilt. These two forces keep battering at him since the burdens of the past impede him to deal with the film, his first pressure. The only refuge is escape: a girl in white either in sleep, or memory or daydream.
…The gravity here is just sick for revenge
It’s like my lungs are filled with chains . . .
The sky seems so low,
It hasn’t moved this slow
Since the virgins, since the virgins went dancing for the rain
You know the stars in the night
They’re like the holes in the cave
Like the ceiling of a bombed-out church
But gravity blocks my screams
It’s like an enemy’s dreams
My guardians quit
They quit before they started their search… ( Jim Carroll )
ADDENDUM:
The Tyranny of the Mind:
Fellini’s subjective technique of documenting Guido’s train of thought from reality to daydream and back again, unburdened from traditional perspective shifts and dramatic convention, seems liberating when we view 8 1/2. This placement of daydream and reality side by side comes across as a very convincing depiction of the way in which we actually experience life, reminding us of the mind’s power to transcend everyday reality. But at the same time, the film makes this process, in which observation alternates with imagination, seem somewhat frightening, as it is something over which we have little control. For example, Guido would never choose to have the nightmare of the opening sequence or to imagine his colleagues in the steam baths as hell-bound invalids. His thoughts and daydreams are involuntary. Though this aspect of the mind cannot be consciously controlled, it is interesting to observe the manner in which the subconscious directs it. In the Saraghina sequence, for example, Guido’s subconscious alters the memory to make himself seem more innocent. In Guido’s fantasies about Claudia, excess sound is silenced so that Guido can focus more closely on her. Guido’s dreams seem designed in order to call his attention to his problems. In this way the control of the mind seems constructive, yet the idea of having no free will is frightening. Read More:http://film.vtheatre.net/doc/8.5.html
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