Directed by Tom Ford
It’s your last day. What would you do? For professor George Falconer the answer is easy: retrieving important documents, closing bank accounts, writing letters to his friends as well as his last will. With unflinching actions and melancholic gestures, Colin Firth creates a most enthralling character, imbued by the sheer emotion of loss and yet adjusted to the repressed feelings he considers necessary to suppress even in his last day. After losing his partner and lover, there is no deterrence in his decision: he will kill himself at the end of the day.
How then could he spend his last 24 hours? Many would have extravagant and unordinary ideas, but the truth is that George Falconer upholds his daily routine facing this day as any other. He wakes up, takes a shower, gets dressed, drives to university, teaches his last class and decides to join his old friend Charlie (amazingly interpreted by Julianne Moore) for supper. Tom Ford’s remarkable film takes Christopher Isherwood’s novel and turns it into a tour de force in which emotions and the human condition are on full display.
Everything seems different when you realize you are watching things for the last time. And so George finally lets go, acting and speaking to people in ways he had not even considered before. Through constant flashbacks, the viewer catches a few glances of the relationship George had with Jim. They had been together for 16 years and if not for a fatal accident they would still be together. Can life lose all meaning once we lost our loved ones? It certainly would seem like it; George finds himself not only disgruntled but also devoid of any hope. He dreads tomorrow. And why should he inflict himself with the torture of existing, day after day, if existence has proven to be so painful and dire?
Some answers can be found in Slavoj Zizek and Jacques Lacan theories; more specifically in the notions of real and symbolic death. Evidently, we will suffer a biological death in which our bodies will fail and eventually disintegrate, that’s what happens with Jim. This death occurs in the Real, and it entails the obliteration of our material selves. But we can also suffer a Symbolic death that has nothing to do with the annihilation of our actual bodies, but rather the destruction of our Symbolic universe and the extermination of our subject positions. Whenever people remember our names, remember our deeds and so on we continue to exist in the Symbolic even though we have died in the Real. Therefore, Jim is not truly dead as George remembers him constantly, but here evocation does not provide the necessary narrative of closure, the grieving process remains incomplete.
There is a fissure that separates the two deaths which can be filled either by manifestations of the monstrous or the beautiful. That is why the presence of Kenny, Nicholas Hoult’s character, is of supreme importance. He is not only the embodiment of beauty but he also provides the companionship George so urgently needs. Only through Kenny and the bonding they start developing will George experience an epiphany (“A few times in my life I've had moments of absolute clarity, when for a few brief seconds the silence drowns out the noise and I can feel rather than think, and things seem so sharp and the world seems so fresh”). A revelation in which he will understand why is it important to let go of the past, to put the pain away and to take a real risk: to accept life and keep on living.
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El día miércoles asistí a la inauguración de “La proyección del deseo” del artista argentino Claudio Gallina en la Galería Enlace. Paralelamente también se inauguraba la nueva muestra de Nani Cárdenas (quien a principios de año expuso en Yvonne Sanguineti) y Kyle Huffman.
La pintura de Gallina es extraordinaria, exuda una energía juvenil y una mezcla entre candor y erotismo ad portas que no dejará indiferente a ningún espectador. Con pinceladas impecables e imágenes bien balanceadas, Gallina demuestra todo su talento en esta muestra. Del mismo modo, las instalaciones de Cárdenas son una evidencia de su creatividad y versatilidad como artista.
Como llegué tarde esta vez me quedé sin catálogo, pero igual me quedé conversando con Marcos Palacios. De todas maneras regreso la próxima semana para fotografiar todos los cuadros, algo tengo que hacer para sobrellevar la ausencia del catálogo.
Al día siguiente, jueves, se inauguraba la muestra Shanty Town de Rodrigo La Hoz en la nueva galería barranquina Sala 58. Como dibujante, admiro mucho los trabajos realizados a lápiz o con tinta china, en este caso, la exposición reúne diversos dibujos de La Hoz, que nos obligan a reflexionar sobre aquellas cosas que usualmente no ocupan nuestra atención, con un estilo muy particular, heredero quizá de algunos de los grandes maestros del underground norteamericano, La Hoz sabe impactar con sus imágenes.
En esta ocasión me encontré con muchos reyrrojinos como yo: José Arturo Lugón, Juan Diego Capurro, Alexis Paz Ferrand, entre otros. Aunque, claro, conversé mucho más con Juan Diego y Paz, ambos fans del cómic, y les comenté brevemente, o más bien torpemente a causa de los abundantes vasos de whisky que tomé durante la noche (no es mi culpa, les juro que hay un mozo recontra atento que prácticamente me persigue con la bandeja y siempre me pregunta si quiero otro whisky), mi labor en The Gathering. Fue muy simpático encontrarme con ellos, podría decir que este fue el mejor momento de la semana si no fuera por la divertidísima cena que tuvo lugar el día lunes en Madam Tusan.
Fuimos solamente cinco pero pasamos una noche muy entretenida. Yo empecé con una “nalanjita”, un cóctel de pisco quebranta, aguaymanto y naranjita china, para pasar a los dim sum (algunos verdaderas innovaciones con insumos como el camote), y a los platos de fondo: pollo a lo Bruce Lee, chancho hecho en caja china, chi jau kay. Y terminé con un cheesecake de té verde, realmente sabroso, aunque también probé los wantancitos rellenos de chocolate y la copa de sychee (un granizado con níspero chino y espuma de pisco sour, realmente recomendable). El té y las galletas de la fortuna fueron cortesía de la casa. La atención fue muy buena, y la comida estuvo muy bien, aunque noté que los platos más tradicionales (el arroz chaufa, por ejemplo) eran quizá los menos logrados. Sin duda, lo recomendable es probar las especialidades de la casa.
