
It has been a long held suspicion of mine that bad film criticism is a product of filmgoers who are themselves habitually poor listeners. By this I cast no aspersions upon those who for whatever reason neglect to recognize subtext in the films they watch, rather it is upon those who fanatically pursue the subtext as a pre-established end that I direct my observation. Like interlocutors who chronically employ faulty reasoning because they anticipate the other’s argument as a fixed counterpoint to their own, waiting to speak and be heard, a bad listener in a film-going context is one who impatiently undermines the significance of the cinematic experience by reducing its value to pre-established schemata relationships which elements of the film must either adhere to or deviate from. I would much prefer the inarticulate ‘it sucks’ analysis to the sort of posturing of value that is made when, for example, the significance of a film is reduced to how it fits into the director’s oeuvre, presupposing the merit of auteur theory. This preoccupation with context beyond the limits of the frame to the detriment of perceiving the film’s intrinsic quality is a rampant and dismaying epidemic of lazy criticism.
However I should make some concession for the variety of activities that fall under the umbrella term ‘film criticism’, as a professional film review for mass consumption should not be considered ‘lazy’ if it has nothing lofty to aspire to; there is an inherent mercantile logic to reigning in the analysis (i.e. prevent plot spoilers) and emphasizing the commodity aspects of the work like a consumer report on a blender. My concern lies squarely on the emulation of this mercantile approach by amateur cinephiles and academicians.
Post-film writing is all about compromise, yet there is the aspiration to capture in words that which transcends language in the experience, the life force of the work as it were beyond the anatomy from which it derives. As Daniel Frampton endorses, what needs to be engendered in post-film writing is the shared experience of the film-event by both the film itself and the filmgoer, what he refers to as ‘the mix of thinkings’.
Frampton’s ‘radical manifesto’ entitled alluringly enough, Filmosophy, provides the framework and vocabulary I have been longing for, and puts to rest the tired anachronisms of conventional approaches to film criticism with their focus on how and in it what context a film was made (the film as a historical document approach) and conceptualizes the film as actualized thought which he calls ‘film-thinking’. Hesitant to fully anthropomorphize the film, Frampton employs the notion purely as a conceptual tool whereby the film possesses something he calls ‘film-being’, a mode of being which exists as the film is being experienced and which unlike the human mode, is devoid of phenomenological nuance. It is a being that exists in unsolicited thought, simultaneously creating and thinking through the scenario of the filmic story, presenting an audio visual experience of a thought which often bears resemblances to but does not directly simulate human consciousness. A passage from Filmosophy may clarify this point:
The concept of the filmind becomes simply ‘the film’ – the film is the utterable itself (though it does not represent a language, or a language system). This means that, for the filmgoer, it is simply the film that is creating itself and intending towards the characters and objects. This also means that… all narratorial agents are grounded in the film itself, in viewpoints and character experience. Filmosophy aims to bring creative invention back into the film, not take the filmgoer out of the film to some external invisible puppeteer. (p.99)Frampton introduces his approach by showing the shortcomings of those which preceded his. The common tropes in film theory such as ‘cinema as human consciousness’, and ‘camera as surveyor of objective reality’, are examined and rejected in Frampton’s central thesis as outmoded frames of reference that do not account for the new technological developments in film creation which wholly transform the medium. In what way, for example, does Andre Bazin’s ‘ontology of cinema’ bear any meaning in the visual distortion of Mickey’s face in Natural Born Killers, or in the minute manipulations of facial expressions in Requiem for a Dream? Similarly, the antiquated view of a film mirroring human cognitive patterns, while intriguing, is grossly oversimplified as its capacities exceed the boundaries of human phenomenology, and even as a conceptual tool it limits the potentiality of cinematic expression to an anthropomorphized narrator, and overlooks what Frampton considers to be the transsubjective narrator ever present in the film. The formal properties of the film, even when there is no explicit narrator perspective evoked in the film (either by a particular character or an omniscient presence evoked through voice-over), should also be considered as manifestations of ‘film-being’ realizing itself. Frampton states:
By seeing film as thinking the filmgoer understands every element of style as an intended effect, and so every moment as the film thinking through its image-content. The concept of narration tells us a certain moment of style is assisting the plot, the concept of filmind tells us that this moment of style is a dramatic imaging of the story (p. 113).The popular rhetoric in Cinema Studies centers upon the cognitive experiences of films, the film as a product of form and content to be dismantled and understood. These ostensive descriptions of the film do not, as Frampton observes, give a ‘way in’ to the drama. They tell what but not why, and perceive ‘style’ as normative deviations which need only be classified rather than felt for their own particular film-world potency. For enthusiasts of cognizant theorizing, form and content are treated as separate entities, not only in the post-film writing, but one suspects during the film-going, ever calculating the manner in which an effect is rendered. To this, Frampton places much of the fault upon the conventions established by David Bordwell, a theorist I am particularly conscious of from my own academic pursuits in Cinema Studies. Even if an experience of the film is felt by the cognizant filmgoer, the decision to then piece together the technical components of the work can never qualify the experience…. there remains a significant gap between the two vocabularies. As Frampton rightfully acknowledges: one does not feel form and content separately, but as a functioning whole which when whole ceases to be the sum of its parts. Cinema is not merely problem-solving, nor is it merely an archival task. Films which limit their scope to fulfill these modest ends interest me the least, and it is due in part to this that I echo Matt Zoller Seitz’s problem with the films of Tarantino, the inherent coldness of them, which I equate with their imposed preoccupation with being clever rather then earnest.
In contrast to these, Frampton calls upon the movement towards fluid film-thinking in cinema, the uninhibited direct evocation of the filmic story through the manipulation of formal properties resigned chiefly to the task of creating clear images of purposeful thought. An example of this fluid film-thinking is provided in the unhinged movements of David Fincher’s films (think of the panning out from the trash can in Fight Club, or more recently, the taxi ride in Zodiac). Not limited to camera movements, fluid film-thinking is an aspiration for the filmic qualities, formal, narrative, etc, to resist tropes of understanding and provide an arena of experience that overwhelms the analytical and challenges one to encounter film as an entity unto itself. As Frampton observes, ‘each film engenders its own type of responses’, and need to be understood in this way.
Another classic example of fluid film-thinking is provided in the works of Terrence Malick, perhaps most notably in The Thin Red Line which makes a visual poem that pulses to its own mannered thought process. This film was a curious test of my capacities as a filmgoer. The first time I watched it (at a time still indoctrinated with the theories of Bordwell), I felt distracted by the multiple voice-overs and the unabashed poetry it conveyed. I heard the notes but not the music, and left disconnected from the experience, feeling that Malick had over-indulged and not kept a tight enough reign on his narrative. I returned to the film some years later and it was as if every element of the film flowed in perfect harmony with my thought, the mix of thinkings was consummated and the power of the film overwhelmed me.
Before encountering Filmosophy, I had struggled to articulate what I felt was an overlooked non-conformist aesthetic in the works of Gus Van Sant’s ‘Life-Death’ trilogy (Gerry, Elephant, Last Days). This aesthetic I called Tacit Cinema, which simply put, may be described as a deliberate enhancement of the voyeuristic experience of watching, anticipating the tacit potential of each image as experiential voyeurism that transcends the functional mandates of reason and narration, a playfulness that can latch onto the significance of, for example, the actors as actors, the film as film, but unlike the methods of Godard and Tarantino, restrict this play chiefly to an almost subliminal level. When we engage in conversation we react not merely to what is being said but to that which is comprehensible tacitly, from the language, from the physiognomy of the speaker, from any number of things. So it is in our film viewing: how often our comprehension of the events onscreen are sidetracked by tacit awareness of, for example, the actors playing parts, the significance of their relationships off-screen, knowledge of love, of sex, of nature, etc. A Tacit Cinema, an element which would segue nicely with Frampton’s fluid film-thinking, would fill each frame with wonder, and make each return bountiful. The Bordwellian constraints imposed by both filmmakers and theorists on cinema see only the tip of the iceberg of what is possible and available in the artform, and do not provide a vocabulary to confront the lyrical gravitas of something like Last Days, compiled from a different source of aesthetic appreciation altogether, seemingly beyond the realm of the rational. This seems worthy of mention in this discussion of filmosophy if only to underscore the fact that a film need not be weighty philosophically to be conducive to the sort of approach endorsed by Frampton, it need only be engaging.
But I digress. Which brings me to the matter of writing about film. Frampton calls for a poeticizing to post-film writing which is apt considering that cinema is not literature and cannot be adequately encapsulated by conventional expository analysis (as quoted in the book, Eisenstein muses, ‘The shot never becomes a letter but always remains an ambiguous hieroglyph”). The film-thinking transcends language and to bridge the gap we require a will to step outside the conventional and feel through words. I have a fondness for a conversational approach to analysis where the writing is the product of two or more people comparing and contrasting their experiences (Matt Zoller Seitz’s post is an exemplar of what I am thinking of). At the forefront of the filmosophical review should be the questions: what does the film feel about its subject? What do I feel about the subject? Where do they intersect (what Frampton calls the ‘third thought’)?
Emphasis on the third thought may provide a buffer zone from the ‘hypothetical value’ of theory-laden frames of reference and unrestrained ego-centered analysis. The meaning becomes an emerging character of the mix of thinkings, which if then integrated further via a dialectic with another film-going perspective (i.e. an Ebert and Roeper formula) makes yet another level to the emerging character which may provide for the reader a finer source of meaning then any single emphasis could provide. We cannot explain a film, but we can indirectly suggest its multi-faceted significance through the emerging character of our analysis. Extraneous hyperbole should be replaced by a focused pursuit of the third thought. Frampton writes:
The concept of film-thinking, and the humanistic rhetoric that accompanies it, makes it easier to reveal and write about the initial encounter with film (our immediate response). Perhaps filmosophy can help reassess those ‘difficult great films’ that film critics applaud but do not seem to like or enjoy – did you feel its greatness or work it out afterwards? (p. 178)
Frampton, David. Filmosophy. New York: Wallflower Press, 2006.
http://www.filmosophy.org/
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I would like to describe in further detail my issues with Tarantino by way of elucidating further my concept of ‘Tacit Cinema‘.
If I were to think of it as a sliding scale with low and high-level, for lack of a better term, tacit signifiers, where low-level attributes operate at the near-unconscious level, and high-level attributes operate in a highly conscious manner like winks or signatures of the film/filmmaker, the primary difference is the low-level is primarily felt and unsteered whereas the high-level is usually something to be understood and much like an easter egg, uncovered.
While I believe there are some enjoyable low-level tacit signifiers at work in, for example, Death Proof, in the ambiguously energized mis-en-scene of the bar for example, his films tend to rely heavily on high-level winking, which perhaps conditions one’s mind to think through the film more so then feel it.
Tacit Cinema can be compared with the label, art cinema, exept I think Tacit Cinema is more exact, it is about the ambiguity of the sensations, the quality of preponderence in each filmic image which qualifies it as art. I think ambiguity is the chief trait of this… it is what distingishes it from winking, because there is nothing deliberate to wink about. The film/filmmaker select a particular performance, a particular view, and may not be able to ostensively explain why, but it is the revelry of tacit significance in the image that warrants selection. I think of Antoine Doinel in 400 blows, a transcendent quality of performance that enahnces the experience.
Tacit Cinema can be a conscious act, which I think Van Sant’s trilogy is, to revel in the minutae of associations in each frame, to draw low-level emotive experience out of the voyeurism involved. This cannot be easily reproduced by just filming anything for lengthy periods… the film/filmmaker need to be cunning observers and know on an unutterable level when something is something as opposed to nothing.
The tacit signifiers need to be ambiguous, transcendental, and naturally implicit, rippling through the film world. I think Tarantino at times employs this, but they become overshadowed by his high-level conceits.