-By Eric Monder
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Our Beloved Month of August is the second film in recent
weeks (the other being Manoel de Oliveira’s
Eccentricities of a Blonde-haired Girl) to prove that
Portuguese cinema is alive and well and very
thought-provoking.
While the idea of a travelogue or documentary about Portugal might
not excite art-house customers, filmgoers should know that
Our
Beloved Month of August is much more than what it first
appears. Good word of mouth will help, despite “August” being part
of the title of this September release.
Director Miguel Gomes starts his film with a “Traveltalks”-style
look at the town of Arganil: We see Pardieros festival concerts and
religious pageants, as well as the mundane, everyday activities of
the villagers. At the same time as we are enjoying this languid
coverage, the movie’s crew members begin bickering about what to
film or not film. Apparently, the production was supposed to be
built around a narrative that failed to find proper funding, and it
became a lower-budget documentary. But is this really true or is
Gomes toying with us? Increasingly, we are drawn into the
“behind-the-scenes” drama of Gomes, his producer, his crew, and the
people he had wanted to cast. Eventually, a story does emerge about
two young musicians having a love affair. But we are never sure
what is meant to be a story, a story about a story, or a playful
and
phony story about a story.
While mockumentaries are fairly common these days,
Our Beloved
Month of August stands out because it never lets the audience
know exactly what we are experiencing. The ambiguity (and slow
pace) could frustrate viewers expecting something more
straightforward, yet this approach should prove refreshing for
those who never thought documentaries represented something “real”
in the first place (and that fiction films observe their own truth
by “documenting” whatever is part of the
mise-en-scène,
however stylized). Gomes is following in the tradition of early
Alain Resnais, not creating so much a mockumentary but a meditation
of the film medium, its power and its limitations. Also in the
Resnais tradition, the movie is extremely well-photographed,
designed, edited and scored.
Our Beloved Month of August is deceptively simple...and
quietly amazing.
Film Review: Our Beloved Month of August
A mesmerizing intermingling of life and art, fact and fiction.
Sept 2, 2010
-By Eric Monder
Our Beloved Month of August is the second film in recent weeks (the other being Manoel de Oliveira’s
Eccentricities of a Blonde-haired Girl) to prove that Portuguese cinema is alive and well and very thought-provoking.
While the idea of a travelogue or documentary about Portugal might not excite art-house customers, filmgoers should know that
Our Beloved Month of August is much more than what it first appears. Good word of mouth will help, despite “August” being part of the title of this September release.
Director Miguel Gomes starts his film with a “Traveltalks”-style look at the town of Arganil: We see Pardieros festival concerts and religious pageants, as well as the mundane, everyday activities of the villagers. At the same time as we are enjoying this languid coverage, the movie’s crew members begin bickering about what to film or not film. Apparently, the production was supposed to be built around a narrative that failed to find proper funding, and it became a lower-budget documentary. But is this really true or is Gomes toying with us? Increasingly, we are drawn into the “behind-the-scenes” drama of Gomes, his producer, his crew, and the people he had wanted to cast. Eventually, a story does emerge about two young musicians having a love affair. But we are never sure what is meant to be a story, a story about a story, or a playful and
phony story about a story.
While mockumentaries are fairly common these days,
Our Beloved Month of August stands out because it never lets the audience know exactly what we are experiencing. The ambiguity (and slow pace) could frustrate viewers expecting something more straightforward, yet this approach should prove refreshing for those who never thought documentaries represented something “real” in the first place (and that fiction films observe their own truth by “documenting” whatever is part of the
mise-en-scène, however stylized). Gomes is following in the tradition of early Alain Resnais, not creating so much a mockumentary but a meditation of the film medium, its power and its limitations. Also in the Resnais tradition, the movie is extremely well-photographed, designed, edited and scored.
Our Beloved Month of August is deceptively simple...and quietly amazing.