Showing posts with label 1956. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1956. Show all posts

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Written on the Wind


Having been weaned on Sirk's influences, it is easy to accept the brilliance of his filmmaking. I often hear that viewers have a difficult time swallowing the excess of these productions, that the acting seems over the top, as does the filmmaking itself. In this age where irony is the main currency, I think the importance of Douglas Sirk should be more immediately apparent, even to new viewers. You can recognize traces of his style in the works of Paul Verhoeven and David Lynch, who specialize in satire disguised as kitsch, much like their predecessor. I initially discovered Douglas Sirk through other filmmakers who he has greatly influenced, like Werner Rainer Fassbinder, and Todd Haynes. Then, some quick research would often reveal that much of what I admired in their films was an homage to Sirk. Far From Heaven, for example, is basically a retelling of All That Heaven Allows. And I discovered that much of what I love about Fassbinder's work-- his lurid colors and the performative power of his characters-- are also references to Sirk. You can see the power of these images reverberating outward into so many films that follow them.

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Baby Doll





Elia Kazan's Baby Doll is a little gem from the 1950s, a lascivious tale of fractured masculinity and budding sexuality. Not surprisingly, it caused a huge stir when it came out, and was even banned by the Catholic League of Decency, among other things. Having been released around Christmas time, it was too unwholesome for many viewers who were over-steeped in family values of the kind this film casually shatters. Today, it is still surprisingly titillating, despite its lack of the modern quota of flesh (and probably because of that). I have read that Kazan was a fantastic director of actors, jump-starting the careers of some of the greatest talents like Marlon Brando, James Dean, and Eva Marie Saint. Not that the following hypothesis necessarily holds with that statement, but I have a theory that Kazan used Karl Malden for this role simply because he has the most phallic-looking nose that has been or ever will be. Perhaps, Malden method-acted from the tip of his nose outward, thereby creating the frigid, frustrated persona that is so memorable in this film.