Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Fuses - |ˈbyoōtē|
Fused may have been not only one of the most beautiful films i have ever seen but evoked the most intense emotional response i have ever experienced as well. The sex scene is an interesting thing to take about in conjunction with this film. Hollywood sex scene to me have always seemed so ridiculous in many ways. The music, the framing, the pacing, and then awkward choreographed off beat thrusting. There are few sex scene in the entirety of films I have seen that seem authentic in anyway (most seem to be French New Wave or Neorealist for what i can recall.) Fuses is an experimental documentary, so i guess that would give it so authenticity, but it still seems loosely narrative. There is clear beginning (foreplay) to climax to ending (cuddling) structure. To me the awkward or clumsy moments are the ones that make this film so real and emotional. Besides the fact that this film is manipulated and hand painted and such (which give it a scrap book, nostalgic kind of feeling), the camera work seems very sensory driven much like Brahkage's work. This idea of the camera being the eye of the protagonist comes in and out of this film. Some shots seem to be shot by the two partners who are engaging in the act and some seem to be voyeuristic (filmed by a third party/pornographic style.) The combination of the two types of footage give this internal external rhythm throughout the sexual experience. I think the used of a type of memory drive b-roll cut in and even layers sometimes is very interesting as well. I really loved it. the end.
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