Apr 30, 2014

4th May 2014; Agnes Varda's CLEO from 5 to 7

Cléo from 5 to 7
A film by Agnes Varda
1962/ France / Runtime: 90 mins
4th May 2014; 5.45pm
Perks Mini Theater

This movie shows us Cléo, a beautiful  French singer, who is afraid of getting the result of of a test from her doctor. She is counting out the minutes until she learns the results from tests. That time she spends from 5 to 7 in the evening is told  almost in real time on celluloid by director  Agnes Varda. 

Despite the dire premonitions that point to the titular heroine's grueling psychological marathon, Cléo from 5 to 7 moves with grace from one emotional extreme to the next. Whenever Cleo  finds herself drifting too far into melancholic self-pity, she blithely puts on a devil-may-care grin—most stunningly in the penultimate scene in the park when she sashays Marilyn Monroe-style down stairs in the Parc Montsouris in order to face her impending diagnosis.We follow her for two hours while she cruises through the streets of Paris.

Director Varda quietly follows Cleo’s  wanderings about Paris, but not in the conventional discrete fashion of Hollywood montage sequences.  Instead, as Richard Roud has said “Little is omitted, there are no ellipses.  The streets and cafes of Paris, the taxis and the cinema, are seen as they really are and as they appear through the eyes of a woman who is tracked by death.”  

This is a film whose debt to Varda’s life as a photographer is always immanent: Paris has rarely been photographed with such clinical precision.  Paradoxically, this is a relentless first-person narrative.

Hers is not a naturalistic, hostile universe, it is a universe which simply is, and will remain, after Cleo leaves it, and it is the need to speak this deep truth, to tell of the way that the universe shrugs its shoulders and says “eh...” even to our greatest personal upheavals, which is the philosophical foundation of Cleo from 5 to 7.  It is a truth that we, like Cleo, can never realize until we are confronted with a challenge to our own existence so total that the universe’s quiet disinterest in us can be made this plain.

Agnès Varda

Agnès Varda was born on May 30, 1928 in Brussels, Belgium. Agnes Varda’s remarkable life behind the camera has always been that of an exception.  As a member of the otherwise male preserve of the French New Wave, she has always stood out, sometimes unwillingly; by mere virtue of her gender, she was a symbol for feminists in the European film industries, and with her renaissance-woman production economy (she is often the producer-screenwriter-director of her films, as well as occasionally) she exemplifies the complete auteur.

In the four decades since Cléo from 5 to 7, Varda has directed many films, and created at least three other esteemed masterpieces: 1977's One Sings, the Other Doesn't, which is the overtly feminist message movie Cléo from 5 to 7 is often given credit for being; 1985's Vagabond, one of the key art-house films of the '80s; and recently, 2000's The Gleaners and I, a widely lauded essay film somewhat in the style of Chris Marker. In a way, Marker was probably always the Nouvelle Vague/"Left Bank" filmmaker that Varda perhaps most strongly resembled, in their shared love for the power of photography, their completely unforced attitudes toward interpretation, and a warm sense of cinematic playfulness. One can't help but compare Marker and Varda to the curious and rambunctious kittens, a significantly entrenched motif in Marker's canon, in Cléo's apartment. Those kittens would grow older and direct the world-wise A Grin Without a Cat and The Gleaners and I, but Cléo from 5 to 7 serves as a reminder that even the most cunning, ruthlessly intellectual filmmakers can also create wondrous playgrounds, so long as they're in touch with their own giddy paradoxes.

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