Quicksilver Fox
The Wedding Director Directed by Marco Bellocchio at MoMA June 4-9
As we launch into another Bow-Down-to-Hollywood Summer, the Museum of Modern Art offers a series called One-Week Runs that provides big-screen showcases for movies the blockbuster-addicted marketplace wont accept. This week its Marco Bellocchios The Wedding Director (showing June 4-9). Any Bellocchio opening is an event, this one is a challenge to how we look at movies and think about them.
As one of the few remaining intellectual auteurs, Bellocchio concocts The Wedding Director to poke fun at the pretenses directors and audiences bring to the movies. A Bellocchio surrogate, famous filmmaker Franco Elica (played by Sergio Castellitto), is first seen being jostled out of a reverie: Its his daughters folk-custom wedding, and a video camera is thrust into his hand. Elicas commanded to get better angles than the regular wedding photographersan expectation that prompts his sense of moral, social and aesthetic obligation.
Those recurring themes make this a comedy of obsession like Hitchcocks Vertigo, only The Wedding Director isnt just meta, its quicksilver: playfully self-critical. When you realize that Bellocchio has worked out a series of sketches that detail a filmmakers celebrity status and artistic insecurities, the films challenge becomes as funny as it isalwaysvisually elegant. Cinematographer Pasquale Mari also shot Bellocchios My Mothers Smile and Good Morning, Night and creates similar trompe loeil surprises. The images leapfrog outrageous incidents (a casting call that goes from sexual harassment to police harassment) portraying Elicas anxious paranoia.
Much of The Wedding Directors amusement derives from Bellocchio overlapping harried reality and frantic fantasies. Elica is enlisted by a Sicilian Prince (Sami Frey) into a sinister plot to undermine his own daughters wedding. The Prince flatters Elicas reputation as a little one among the big in Italy. Here, Bellocchios narrative invokes the legacy of the Italian artist-nobleman like Visconti and Fellini. Bellocchio is inspired by film cultures influence on Italys daily life (Elica wants to remake Alessandro Manzonis popular classic The Betrothed). But this isnt about cultural hipness; Bellocchio uses film consciousness to address social consciousness.
The Prince tells Elica, An artist is often a fool, but sees what common mortals dont. You have, without deserving it, that gift. When a wedding party tells Elica We thought you were going to film us Visconti stylelike The Leopard, it triggers his civic obligationand his resentment. Another leap: The Prince becomes a surrogate for Elicas own proprietary sense of patriarchy. Meeting the Princes daughter, Bona (Donatella Finocchiaro), arouses Elicas Freudian issues and his atheism. As in My Mothers Smile (which carried the subtitle The Religion Hour), Bellocchio treats Italys secular and sacred heritage as personal pressure; Elicas skeptical regard of film culture and church custom continues the previous films scrutiny of religious affect. Philiopietism is the big word for Bellocchios subject here, as he uses film craft to examine the traditions hes inherited. The Prince proposes that marriage is the death of love yet Elian proceeds to contrive a wedding movie that is still ritually impeccable. He promises The only thing that changes is the style. In a comic subplot, rebel filmmaker Orazio Smamma (Gianni Cavina) fakes his death so that his latest movie The Mother of Judas can win a critics prize. Smammas rant against Italys incestuous film culture as All crap, all consolation, only hate and anger is an apt summation of the contemporary scene. But Elicas response to this cynicism is bemused intellectual chagrina life vs. death leap.
No other director gets more out of actors faces than Bellocchio: Once again Castellitto personifies Bellocchios comic determination; bringing a silent comedians eloquence to the agony of modern awareness (in one scene he lulls attack dogs through pantomime and speaking German). Finocchiaros Bona is a beauty with a sad but serene expression, expressing feminine plight in a paternalistic culture. And Sami Frey brings menacing dignity to the Prince; hes like an eagle casting its intense stare across his shield-like beak and into your eyes. These powerful characters make The Wedding Director an unsettling satirein part about womens objectification and mens scopophiliac privilege.
Bellocchios leaping perspectives constantly shift tensesfrom exposition to critique. Hidden camera POVs and altered perspectives imply Elicas personal involvement and worry: Are our lives under surveillance? Directed by others? Are we self-conscious yet helpless? Brave yet fragile? Or is our difficulty in facing these questions a sign that todays moviegoers have lost moral imagination?
The Wedding Director is the real thing, not a simulation of high modernism as the Norwegian film Reprise has been rashly praised (critics overrate its weak emulation of Jules and Jim style). And this is not a movie for anyone whose arrested adolescence holds that Iron Man is all movies ought to be. Bellocchios multi-angled perspectives on Elicas ethical crisis tease the difference between narcissism and subjectivity. The Wedding Director is truly complex; but thats also its delight.