I don’t want to spend a lot of time kicking and screaming over Dan Kois’ May 1 New York Times Magazine “Riff” entitled “Reaching for Culture That Remains Stubbornly Above My Grasp,” as it’s just another representation, complete with references to “cultural vegetables,” of the Cheerful Fake Middlebrow Philistinism That Refuses To Die, and nothing I can say will ever change said refusal. Even though the piece does have some novelty value: it piles up its unexamined cultural assumptions in such a relaxed way that the net effect is like Stephen Metcalf on Xanax, and it also throws in a “Hey, there’s a TELEVISION SHOW I don’t ‘get’ either” confession (a failed attempt to make the weirdly inverted snobbery go down easier), and some love-me-love-my-kids bullshit to boot. What the fug ever. What does give me pause is: Why is it that it seems lately whenever a self-styled film critic wants to evoke boredom, he or she reaches for Tarkovsky’s Solaris? Were a bunch of these yoyos traumatized by that Felicity episode when they were in their teens? Cause honestly there’s some stuff in Stalker that could be considered even more “boring” than anything in Solaris. And hey, if you want honest-to-goodness, actual bonafide art film doldrums, there are a few Angelopolous movies to which I can steer you. So why Solaris, which I recently showed to My Lovely Wife, hetetofore a Tarkovsky virgin (I know, I know; she’d never seen a Tarkovsky movie and I actually married her, what kind of self-respecting film snob am I anyway?), and which went down quite well with her; in fact she found it as moving and as disturbing as I’d imagine Tarkovsky wanted it to be. Now it so happens that My Lovely Wife, while incredibly brilliant (I can just hear her saying “Pshaw!” to that, but don’t listen to her, she really is) would be the first to allow that her taste skews somewhat more to the mainstream than my own. And I realize that some might turn an accusing finger at me and say I’m indulging in love-me-love-my-wife bullshit (our union has yet to be blest with issue, so at least be glad you’ll be spared the kid stuff for the foreseeable future), but hell, I’m making a point with what I have at hand, the point being that Solaris is only really difficult and inaccessible if you actually want it to be.
And the reason guys like Kois like to pick on it is the same reason Kois’ master and model Metcalf was compelled to pick on The Searchers a few years ago: because it’s revered, and because the New Mandarins like nothing better than to give what they consider a good kick in the shins to the revered and—mostly—to the people doing the revering. My wife and tens of thousands of other may have thoroughly and genuinely enjoyed and been moved by Solaris, but they’re not gonna get the chance to write two pages in the Times magazine about it; now, that space is this week reserved for Dan Kois and his resentment. We have truly entered the age Lester Bangs predicted in 1977, an age when “along with our nurtured indifference to each other will be an even more contemptuous indifference to each others’ objects of reverence […] whoever […] seemed to speak for your own private, entirely circumscribed situation’s many pains and few ecstasies.” How nice to be reminded of this on a beautiful Sunday morning. Thanks, Dan, and thanks, The New York Times Magazine!
For what it’s worth, I don’t think Kois was “picking on” Solaris etc. so much as picking on himself for not getting it (before, granted, coming to the conclusion that he’s Happy The Way He Is). My only real problem with this piece, which I admit to somewhat identifying with (though I would never use the term “cultural vegetables” or equate slow films with boredom), is that it’s in the NYT magazine instead of, you know, a blog. Because there’s no reason why a wide, random readership needs to be aware of Dan Kois’ insecurity regarding art films.
The main problem may be less the subject than the fact that Kois is not a very good writer; I can certainly imagine A.O. Scott, for one, taking this same subject and fashioning a thoughtful, insightful piece out of it. I mean, we all DO have those “blind spots,” or whatever your preferred terminology may be, of cultural objects that we want to experience fulsomely and simply can’t find our way into. Or at least I have plenty of them. But if asked to contribute a piece to the NYT Magazine I would probably write about… something else.
@ KMSOG: Picking on himself? Maybe, maybe not. In breakup scenarios, how often do you think the person saying “It’s not you, it’s me” really means it?
Fair point Glenn, but the tone of the piece is so navel-gaze‑y that I can’t really take it as an attack on any of the “vegetable” art Kois is forsaking. He’s basically working out his own insecurities with the NYT as his therapist’s couch. Not fun or enlightening stuff, to be sure, but I think its stance is defensive rather than offensive.
I hope that piece is a resignation letter to the paper. If you can’t find joy in the major works of the form you’re critiquing, you are in the wrong profession; a major newspaper should not be harboring that writer in a film department. If your secret shame is that you want to keep up with art because other people’s opinions make you feel inferior but, damn it, it is no fun to keep up with art, there are many jobs elsewhere.
1. What’s wrong with being self-styled?
2. Oh ho, so you married someone who’s never seen a Tarkovsky. I married someone who read David Thomson on John Ford and said “That’s the best analysis of John Ford I’ve ever read.” I WIN!
Sort of. Unless I want to watch My Darling Clementine in peace.
Love me, love my Ford-hating husband. Because he’s cute.
To the question “Why ‘Solaris?’ ” in addition to being revered, do you think that it might also be that there is so much academic criticism of the movie. For example, if people encounter the movie through the Lacanian vocabulary of Zizek, then a viewer might associate not getting the movie with not getting Zizek. [This is more addressed to the title question more than Kois’ article.]
Weird that he seems to feel some sort of pride that he ultimately passed on watching the first season finale of TREME, a series he really liked.
I agree with Kiss that the article seems more appropriate for a blog entry. Who is this thing for? Cinephiles will sneer, philistines will chuckle at the hand-wringing. A few middlebrow types will be enjoy the validation, I guess.
I just find the whole concept of the piece, well, boring. Like every few years when a new generation “grapples” with whether CITIZEN KANE is really the best movie ever made. I know that KANE, like most movies, comes with baggage, but it takes a great writer to unpack it in a way that adds something worthwhile to the conversation.
It doesn’t sound like he’s bored by movies where “nothing happens.” It sounds like he’s bored by movies that primarily use long takes. The ones he likes, such as Yi Yi, may be long, but they’re also cut fairly fast, with several overlapping story lines. This is the only way I can explain how he finds The Son to be boring.
On the other hand, one should never be ashamed of calling a movie “boring,” as long as you think that you have a pretty good grasp on what the film was trying to do. I thought Regular Lovers was incredibly boring, but I think that I have a good sense of why it needed to be four very slow hours of stoned Marxist students pontificating about why their half-assed revolution failed. Does anyone else want to admit that they found a universally loved art film boring?
@ jbryant: What was Larkin’s Law of Reissues? Everything worthwhile gets reissued every five years? Well, in magazines, every crappy “think piece” idea gets recycled every three years. That’s one “death of print” reason no one talks about, because it would be to embarrassing to admit the paucity of imagination that led up to this state.
@ joel: J. Hoberman has written of a “boredom that transcends boredom,” and it’s common in a lot of contemporary art, music even more so than film. I personally think that doesn’t apply so much to “Solaris.” And it’s true that one person’s transcendence CAN be another person’s snoozefest. “Boredom” to me signifies not so much a restive state but an active disconnection with some attendant irritation. For some reason “Baise-moi” is a film that springs to mind when contemplating this state.
Kois really shows his hand when he dribbles his enthusiasm for Steven Soderbergh’s films and then nudges the reader’s ribs with the parenthetical “Except for his remake of ‘Solaris,’ obviously.” Ar ar ar. Said “remake” is half the length of the Tarkovsky picture and was conceived not so much as a Tarkovsky rethink than as a differing-perspective adaptation of Lem’s novel. (As it happens, Lem despised BOTH movies.) But never let an accurate consideration get in the way of a lame joke; that’s the modern film critic’s motto!
Glenn, I apologize in advance for once again taking note of the most arcane part of your well-written smackdown (equating the joy his daughter gets in watching a series that challenges her with the inadequacy he feels in watching Tarkovsky – among many things, that’s just illogical), but what “Felicity” episode? Granted, it’s been a while since I watched the show (I’m one of those people who stopped watching the reruns when I realized they changed the music), but I don’t remember one that referenced SOLARIS.
@ lipranzer: The episode would be “Cheating,” season one, episode six. The “Russian movie” referred to in the “Television Without Pity” summary is, in fact “Solaris.” Oh, those wacky NYU students! Here’s the link:http://www.televisionwithoutpity.com/show/felicity/cheating.php?page=7
A bunch of my Première colleagues and I were very “WTF?” about the whole thing BITD.
yeah, i wouldn’t take it too seriously. it’s just a man announcing himself as a vulgarian baboon fumbling as he comes to grips with his own inability to comprehend things beyond his means. first off he claims that kelly reichardt’s last 3 movies are ‘portrayed in seeming real time’. (um, no they’re not. rope is portrayed in seeming real time. old joy is set across several days). then he takes down Tulpan and The Son both of which – even should one find them demanding – are empirically fucking incredible and anyone who cares to announce themselves as a ‘film critic’ would not dismiss out of hand. i could understand if the piece was geared more around tarkovsky-ites or tarr-ites who wear their impression of each moment of each film as hipster-street cred but to literally cite a viewing in college of a laser-disc at the library as evidence of how boring solaris is seems to confirm the limitations of who the reader is dealing with.
“Solaris” is boring? Pshaw. With the possible exception of “Ivan’s Childhood,” it’s easily Tarkovsky’s most accessible film. Also, it’s got a full-on narrative and everything, and clocks in at under 3 hours. In art-cinema world, that’s nothing. Try any number of avant-garde films (Snow’s “La Region Centrale” comes to mind here), one of Warhol’s longer films (like “Sleep” or “Empire”), or if you’re not feeling that brave, go with something accessible and punchy like “Jeanne Dielman” or “Satantango.” Or maybe “Colossal Youth” if you want a shorter film that deals with that newfangled digital aesthetic.
On a hopefully less snarky note, Glenn, I think you’re really right when you write that the film is only difficult or inaccessible as you want it to be. It really irks me when people (especially critics) use the term ‘boring’ as a (usually dismissive) negative descriptor when talking about a movie. ‘Boring’ has very little to do with the inherent qualities of the movie when you get down to it, and almost everything to do with the viewer’s approach to the movie. It speaks to an unwillingness to engage with the work (usually a kneejerk reaction to either pacing or duration), and then a desire to write this off as if it’s somehow the movie’s fault – “The film failed to engage me” – rather than the other way around. It also usually assumes that the chief purpose of a movie (or other form of entertainment/art) is to amuse and divert you, the viewer, by use of smoke, mirror, bells & whistles, etc. In short, it’s supposed to be FUN, as if fun were the highest goal one could aspire to. (Not saying that there’s anything wrong with fun, mind you, only that the fun factor shouldn’t necessarily be the be-all end-all criterion by which something is judged).
As an aside, there’s absolutely nothing wrong with finding a film boring or inaccessible; this happens to everyone at times, with a wide variety of films. And to an extent, I think it’s admirable that Kois, in this article, sees this as his own shortcoming. But too frequently, the film itself ends up bearing the label; furthermore, as also seen in Kois’ article, it becomes an excuse for the critic to not engage further with works that he or she finds challenging, which, through their writing, encourages other people to avoid or write off works which may smack of boredom or inaccessibility. Which is a far worse thing.
Hey! I like Angelopoulos! LANDSCAPE IN THE MIST and THE WEEPING MEADOW are excellent. And if THE TRAVELLING PLAYERS was easily available on DVD so that I could see it again I would probably find it excellent too.
Note, Partisan, that I said “a few” Angelopoulos movies. I share your enthusiasm for “Landscape” and “Players” but have yet to see “Meadow.” “Eternity and a Day” and “The Dust of Time,” not so much.
Kois = Peter Griffin?
The really sad thing is, I suspect Solaris was singled out not so much for anything in the movie, as for the fact of its Russian-ness. As a long-time fan of many Russian novelists and filmmakers, I discovered long ago that in the American imagination, “Russian” is a synonym for “long, abstruse, heavy, boring”. Which is how you get a fairly accessible, arguably overheated writer like Dostoyevsky being used as a synecdoche for “abstract philosophical books”. Or how you account for the relatively mainstream success of “Love and Death”, a movie which is pretty funny for someone who knows the works Allen is parodying (though Allen, a congenital name-dropper who rarely displays much understanding of the references he makes, seems sorta confused about the difference between Dostoyevsky and Tolstoy), but which worked for the middlebrows that used to flock to Allen movies because for most of ’em, the words “Russian film” immediately conjures up images of slow-blowing wheat fields in a way that “Greek film” or “Thai film” wouldn’t.
I haven’t read the piece in question, but I can testify that SOLARIS was my second Tarkovsky after IVAN’S CHILDHOOD, back in my late teens, and I (wrongly) hated hated hated it the first time through. For a week or so I foolishly proclaimed that not only was I through with Tarkovsky films, I was done with all other art films too! Now, older and wiser, Tarkovsky is my favorite director, STALKER my favorite film and SOLARIS probably the one I’ve seen the most times. I can now agree with Glenn that SOLARIS seems particularly watchable and accessible. But my youthful and inexperienced brain once found Tarkovsky’s SOLARIS as alien as the planet for which it is named.
I’m an individual who loves watching movies but is easily bored by, and doesn’t get, movies like Fast Five or Sucker Punch or Your Highness. I wonder what label Mr. Kois would best describe individuals who share such a view?
I think Glenn well defines boredom when he describes it as: “an active disconnection with some attendant irritation.” The subjective nature of spectatorship will render some works of art beyond fruitful aesthetic engagement, and while I believe that a critic should try and establish engagement, sometimes it cannot be accomplished. In these cases, the idea should be to identify the element(s) that prevents connection, and then analyze the work from that standpoint.
This said, I must respectfully disagree when Glenn writes that a film is “inaccessible only if you want it to be.” While spectatorship has a significant element of volition, there are films which are inaccessible due to subjective experiences/circumstances of a viewer’s life that are not amenable to change.
What I find most odd about Kois’ piece is this sentence: “They love the experience of watching movies that I find myself simply enduring in order to get to the good part — i.e., not the part where you’re watching the real-time birth of a Kazakh lamb, but the rest of your life, when you have watched it and you get to talk about it and write about it and remember it.” While I am a great admirer of the historical/cultural move away from the Romantic (occasionally Modernist) notion of the spectator as the empty vessel in thrall to the offering of the artist/priest (and will also readily admit to enjoying the sight of my own voice), this idea that the “good part” is the consequent time engaged in speaking/writing about the art work seems an instance of a pendulum swung too far. At its best, subsequent speaking/writing should impel both speaker and listener back to the artwork for further involvement, where a great richness resides in enhanced aesthetic engagement.
+1 on the whole “if you hate SOLARIS, you gone _love_ MIRROR” meme – indeed, outside of IVAN, it’s as directly narrative as a cinephile can hope from Andrei Andreevich. G‑d knows my mileage varies when it comes to introducing Tarkovsky to the uninitiated (Glenn, I’m just shocked you and YLW haven’t watched ANY Tarkovsky until now) as most people “get it” as an immersive experience with multiple oblique emotional and philosophical resonances – plus, you know, a five minute drive through a Modern Everycity, Mom washing an arm with water poured from a pitcher in a dream, &c.
Long takes are going to be the bane of the Mobile Device Generation, already destroying most concert-going for me for those devices’ ubiquity and the demonstrated inability of their owners to turn the motherfuckers to “silent” for 90 minutes. Sitting still and paying undistracted attention for even minutes at a time increasingly has virtually no value whatsoever for the twitchy, nanosecond-span culture bequeathed by Web 2.0 and among many other things, woe betide the cinema of Tarkovsky, Tarr, Akerman, 21st c. Romania, &c. accordingly. Regardless, and frankly, even as a fairly impatient aesthete, I thoroughly mistrust anyone who complains about any work of art as being “boring” – I only hear the complainer’s whiny inner brat crying out to be spoonfed. I mean, unless we’re talking about THE MOTHER AND THE WHORE. Christ, that’s gotta be the most insufferably boring film ever… :}
Lots of ambitiously long takes in Richard Linklater’s ‘Slacker’, and more than a few mentions of Tarkovsky in the (highly recommended) Criterion DVD’s extensive supplements.
I understand and agree with the fact that this shouldn’t have been a piece of print journalism, as many above have stated. Feel the but coming…
BUT
I want to put in a good word for boredom. And I hope I come across well enough in print not to turn to stone in the glare of possible reproach. Boredom, if well expressed, can be a useful critical tool. This is outside of whatever particular film by Tarkovsky or Tarr or whomever we are referring to. They can be paced, through editing, or a bad performance, or in a recent case for me, incredibly poor music choice, such that the film does not allow you entrance into the world that so many others enjoy. Boredom would be the expression of that. Which sounds like a lecture I would have heard in middle school, sorry.
No matter how great the ideas, if the execution is off in a way that just peels your skin back to your nose, it’s going to kill the film.
@ Harry K. : Well put. But, you know, what you’re talking about is related to actual criticism. Really grappling with the material in an attempt to find a form by which to convey what the piece actually is, and what it does, and whether it does it well. And dealing with concrete specifics. Not saying “this movie has a five minute shot of nothing but cars driving on a highway and I don’t get it and it’s SLOW!” (What’s miraculous about Tarkovsky and Tarr at their best is that their combined effects within a single take or scene are so perfectly calibrated.)
“Solaris is only really difficult and inaccessible if you actually want it to be.”
I think this is simply wrong. One can say it’s not as difficult and inaccessible as other Tarkovsky films. (Check.) One can say that its difficulties and accessibility issues are worth overcoming. (Check.) But to say it’s not difficult or inaccessible? (Waiter … check.)
How is it possible to read “Sculpting in Time” and deny that Tarkovsky made movies for himself and the like-minded and not for a mass audience. He made movies deliberately and obviously about the Meaning of Life and Love and God and Existence (I can’t find the exact quote quickly but I seem to remember that he said he would be appalled if his movies were as popular as Spielberg’s). He even explicitly takes on the issue of his supposed inaccessibility and never denies it as a fact about his films.
I believe it was Jim Hoberman (or it could’ve been Rosenbaum – neither man a philistine regardless) who said Tarkovsky’s films demand to be seen twice or not at all. To establish my bona fides, I didn’t like a single one of Tarkovsky’s post-IVAN films on first viewing, but came to treasure them all except MIRROR (which is simply too personal for its own good) after multiple viewings. But it DOES generally take that, GLW notwithstanding.
Look, Victor, I know you’re not meaning to nit-pick, but seriously, I don’t choose my words without care. So when I say “if you actually want it to be” there’s an implication that could be taken as saying “if you’re willing to do the work.” Or something. I’ve seen “Solaris” and “Stalker” about ten times each, and gotten more out of them every time. Learning about their source material, how they were made, and reading some of the critical literature on the work has absolutely enhanced my appreciation of them. But both films DID make an immediate impact on me first time out that was a real thing. You have your immediate and post-immediate experience, I have mine. This whole argument began because some dude wrote an article for the New York Times Magazine that strongly suggested that people who claimed to enjoy “Solaris” were lying in order to lord it over people. I think we can both agree that that isn’t the case, and that’s the assumption we should be diligently fighting.
“some dude wrote an article for the New York Times Magazine that strongly suggested that people who claimed to enjoy ‘Solaris’ were lying in order to lord it over people.”
Actually, that’s POLICE, ADJECTIVE.
Good one, VM.
The name ‘Tarkovsky’ sounds heavy, or something. Try to make fun of how “boring” Bresson or Godard or Sokurov or Tarr are and it doesn’t just sound the same. ‘Antonioni’ used to do the trick (you could contrive to poorly rhyme it with ‘arty’ and add the punchline “and the guy’s name is Michelangelo!”), but it lacks the Russian overtones of abstruse, deep meaningful shit. And I guess Apichatpong Weerasethakul can be grateful guys like Kois can’t even begin to pronounce his name.
The reason ‘Solaris’ is the Tarkovsky film that continuously gets under fire is because it’s his best known one, just that. Which I’ve always found a bit baffling, it being my least favourite of his films (and The Man thought likewise), but that’s another matter.
Still, it’s refreshing to find the old “these people say they like things NOBODY could possibly like to achieve world domination, or pussy, or… well, I don’t know, but I know the bastards! You big FAKERS! I’m not dumb!” conspiracy going.
All I can say is: I agree, Glenn. I agree.
I heartily agree with Glenn about screening Tarkovsky films repeatedly and getting more out of each viewing. For a long time I had a problem with STALKER because seeing it for the first time was the single most incredible viewing experience of my young life and I was afraid that it wouldn’t be as good if I saw it again. Happily, I’ve been wrong about that too on multiple occasions since.
I like ETERNITY AND A DAY, one of my favorite movies of 1998, which is admitedly not one of my favorite years. But Stuart Klawans in his otherwise favorable Nation review did suggest that Angelopoulos can be a little hard to take. And it is true that Tarkovsky does take some getting used to. I recall Andrew O’Hehir commenting that when he first saw ANDREI RUBLEV he thought he was so bored he was going to die, while Jonathan Rosenbaum once said that he found THE MIRROR “almost completely opaque.” And these are two of my favorite films.
How would one go about actually seeing LA REGION CENTRALE?
@Partisan – whatever you do, wait for a chance to see it on a big screen. I’m well aware what can be found on the internet these days, but LA REGION CENTRALE is not to be entered into lightly, or within reach of a couch. In keeping with the thread, I wouldn’t suggest that the film is boring, per se. But, like a lot of experimental work, it is very interested in totally upending and challenging one’s perceptions, including standard movie viewing habits (plot, narrative, etc). Much like Out 1, it’s a film that has conquered a friend or two.
Of course the next big thing for Tarkovsky’s Solaris is the Criterion Blu-Ray reissue with the original blue tinting restored in what were the black and white sequences of the earlier DVD issue.
Solaris is certainly the director’s most accessible film – for all of its willful frustration of audience’s desires (including one shot that seems to pay homage to Warhol’s Sleep) it is still a sci-fi film, and one which often gets (albeit tenuously) compared to 2001. Even Ivan’s Childhood does’t resonate quite as strongly.
Stalker is a more difficult proposition but even that has recently ‘inspired’ a series of three fiendishly difficult FPS/adventure games for the PC.
Re: the comment about Linklater and shots referencing Tarkovsky – his first film included on the Criterion DVD of Slacker is even ‘slower’ and features an extended scene in a movie theatre where the lead character (Linklater himself) watches a sequence from Dreyer’s Gertrud.
I thank you, Glenn, for your thoughtful words on Kois’ article, which has annoyed me almost as much Bruce Weber’s still unforgivable hatchet job on Fellini that appeared in the Times the week after the director’s passing in 1993.
+1 on the admiration for Tarkovsky AND Angelopolous, and philistines be damned. The Weeping Meadow is one to catch, Glenn – the first of Theo’s movies I’d seen, it also rocked me the hardest. And yes, there are long stretches that could easily be described as “boring” by anyone who wasn’t interested in doing the legwork, as it were.
I’ve got to quibble with VM’s point about Tarkovsky. One of the many things I took away from Sculpting in Time was that Tarkovsky did indeed desire a wide audience (most especially in Russia, where low attendance was often due more to censorship than lack of interest.) He understood that his films were different than mainstream entertainment, and that they could be regarded by many as “difficult,” but there is a palpable sense that he hoped popular taste & consiousness would catch up with his work. I recall him claiming that some of the best encouragement he received as a director was reading letters from working Russian people who would remark on how deeply they were moved by a film as abstruse as Mirror. His films were personal indeed, but he remains a glowing testament to the power of the personal to access the universal.
Partisan, you absolutely need to see LA REGION CENTRALE on a big screen. That goes for the rest of Snow too.
The persistent linkage between Tarkovsky and Angelopoulos is understandable and kind of misleading too – two very different filmmakers. Beyond that, I don’t understand the point of trying to decide once and for all how much or how little Tarkovsky thought about audiences, or what that has to do with how many times one sees his films. I’ve never met a filmmaker who makes movies for him or herself, and whenever they speak that way it’s a purely rhetorical/polemical gesture. And with any good film, one viewing is never enough – in a way, the same goes for mediocre and poor films, if you’re interested in really understanding them as opposed to stamping them with seals of approval or rejection. As for the alleged opacity of MIRROR, I think it’s ridiculous. I’m more moved by it every time I see it.
Can I rock the boat a little by saying how brilliant the Stephen Soderbergh remake was? Yeah, so sue me… It was on a hiding to nothing tho, no matter how great the cast, script, direction, soundtrack, sfx… it was still “that” Tarkovsky movie.
Hmmm…Maybe they should ask Michael Bay to do another remake so audiences can finally “get it”?
@ Tudor: No boat-rocking taken. I am also a big fan of Steven’s film. For various reasons it’s not really appropriate for me to write on his work at any length but I will say one thing I see in it that I like is a sort of agnostic perspective on the same themes that Tarkovsky treated from the perspective of a believer, or someone who wanted to be a believer. Steven’s picture is also a first-rate sci-fi thriller; that’s an aspect of it a lot of the grapplers ignore. Also, I don’t think it’s talking too much out of school to say that Mr. Soderbergh in no way regards Tarkovsky’s film as a “cultural vegetable.”
An agnostic perspective on a religious film is exactly the right description of Soderbergh’s Solaris (it’s almost as though you were a pro at this!). Soderbergh’s film is lovely, particularly thanks to Soderbergh’s weirdly magical ability to get lifetime-best performances out of everyone who appears in his movie. And it’s interesting to see a Tarkovsky film remade by a hugely talented artist with nearly the opposite of Tarkovsky’s sensibility: very little interest in the natural and sensual worlds, but great interest in human interactions.
Solaris deserves credit for being the first Jeremy Davies film that didn’t end with me nursing a desire to murder Jeremy Davies.
Is it even possible to see LA REGION CENTRALE if you don’t live in New York City?
@Partisan: I once saw it in Chicago…