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I Stand Alone
: Once again a film is touted as "the most horrible, shocking thing ever committed to film" and it turns out to be anything but. Sure this film is dark, nihilistic, gritty, disturbing but I wouldn't even place it in the top 5 most disturbing films I've ever seen.This is a very, very, very good movie though. The performances and direction were stellar and while the voice-over was an effective way of aiding the viewer in understanding the protagonist it was a tad annoying from time to time. Judging by the reactions of the other reviewers perhaps I'm a tad more desensitized than the average person so this film might be the most horrible thing you've ever seen. However, if you've seen Henry, Salo, Cannibal Holocaust, and other similar films I suspect you'll see this is more of a "very good" film than a "shockingly disturing" one.
Gapar Noe is a great filmmaker. He is actually my new favorite Director and I look forward to seeing anything he touches upon seeing Irreversible (which completely blew me away). It seems at first that his main focus is to take the things we have not yet endured in film and make us numb to it all. Noe is technically sound and writes an a decent screenplay here (particularly the dialogue). Subtitles aside, if you speak English or French, the dialogue takes you deep into the mind of the film's "protagonist" (a character we briefly encounter in Irreversible as well). Let's dissect the word protagonist for a moment. It can mean the principal figure or it can mean the leader of some kind of cause. Noe uses his protagonist for the former and destroys any positive connotation the word may have held at any point. Michael Corleone (The Godfather) and William Munney (The Unforgiven) are examples of villains directors are sympathetic toward, but there we find reason for their downward plunge, whether it be selfishness or simply the ever-relative feelings of retribution. These classic films pose some intriguing questions. Does real evil exist and assuming it does why should we care about what it thinks? or worse yet how we may actually see ourselves in their errors? Why can't we just put them in films and let their actions speak for themselves and let their consequences carry the audience toward a satisfying feeling of payback or resolution? This story is about an old man released from jail and attempting to live his life plagued with guilt and hopelessness. He is a sad, indirectly sorry, unrealistic and profoundly disturbed character. He is mislead and careless to everything around him. The kind of person we want to ignore completely and not know anything about. The kind of person whose motivations when taken into account entirely, make many of us cringe and want to warehouse him and others of his ilk in the demonic subculture of the American "Correctional" Facilities. But Noe takes a different approach completely. He not only engages this character but he refuses to sympathize, he just shows us what makes him tick. The film serves as a sort of diary for this character and shows us little in way of hope. He shows us a man who rationalizes ever single dark thought and action he completes regardless of the fact that they are all so impulsive, primal and damaging to everything and everyone around him. What Noe seems to understand is that the world is not always black or white, good or evil but sometimes evil and more evil, black and even darker. So here we can attempt to understand why a man would have a difficult decision to make between rape or murder, no matter how scary this proposition may sound. If you dare to take yourself into this character's mind then you may begin to realize that sympathy for anyone with even the potential to be like this is probably pointless, but your opinions are your own observations. Keep in mind that Noe is not an advocate for his dark characters, he is really just a host. There are no messages in his film beyond how ugly life is in some circles. I'm not sure he means to say that life is as pointless as it seems here and in Irreversible. The film is definitely not for everyone; in fact chances are you will hate it very much but if you make similar observations that I have made after watching a movie than please go right ahead but be careful. The film does contain some extreme violence and a brief pornographic sequence, so be wary of these elements as well.
You either have the guts to watch Noıs films or you donıt. People who donıt usually leave the cinema after 10 minutes and feel attacked for no reason. People who do are usually stunned. Nothing like this has ever been done. All of Noıs films contain no more than 2 violent scenes but the rest of it is extremely oppressing (he and his wife use to argue about not falling into Truffaut clichıs) - and if the point is to shock the public, Iıve never seen it done in such an inteligent and pointful way. It has been said that his films are immoral and push people to immoral thoughts - I donıt think so. The situations are often extreme but their dark side is close to that of Peckinpahıs films: it is never gratuitous. Carne and I stand alone have both won the first prize at Cannes Semaine de la critique festival. And, by the way, there exists another dvd edition of I stand alone which contains Carne, various trailers, comments, critics and several transcriptions of the butcherıs thoughts. If you have liked this, donıt miss Noıs new film called Irreversible, presented this year (2002) at Cannes.
one of the best movies and french new wave films ever.also recomand to see MAN BITES DOG.
In a way, the fact that I was very offended by this film is a testament to its power. On the other, this is the first time I've found it hard to let the filmmaker off the hook on moral grounds. The extreme, extreme violence of this film is truly nauseating. And I say this as one who's studied cinematic violence of all sorts -- from Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer to The Re-Animator, from The Killer to Salo: The 120 Days of Sodom, from Robocop to Maniac. But I dare say none of them evoked the incredibly negative response that I Stand Alone did. The body count is low, but the acts of violence are so extended, and so repulsive in their immorality, that they hit you like sledgehammer blows. This is the kind of film that would immediately get banned as a video nasty in the UK, and possibly get its director mobbed. Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer is the closest comparison I can draw. Man Bites Dog isn't nearly as bleak; Taxi Driver isn't as brutal or cold-blooded; and Maniac doesn't have one per cent of the brains. What I feel is a feature-length ode to hatred, to blind, inarticulate hatred for all things alive and dead, and ultimately to self. At the same time that I marvel at its ability to strike body blows and portray a reality (psychological and physical) this frightening, I can't say I really like this film. At times, the film lingers so long on the suffering of its characters and assimilates the viewpoint of its reprehensible protagonist so thoroughly that it becomes hard whether it's the character that's violent and detestable, or the film that so closely resembles him. If you like challenging cinema, it's definitely worth a look. But if you've ever cried or become sick because of a movie, think twice before you delve into this one.
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