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THE JUNGLE BOYS OF BARCELONA
by Peter Sotirakis
Down by the seaside in Barcelona, in a lighthouse that is not a lighthouse, a
wild patch of jungle has taken root. Its eventual aim is to reforest Europes
audio-visual steppes with a truly representative display of European AV production to a
public that is chopping its way through a veritable forest of American product.
Fundación La Jungla is the brainchild of Manuel Polls and Gilles Duffaut, two
tireless champions of the idea that European cinema deserves to be as widely screened and
distributed as American cinema, and so in July last year, La Jungla organized
Barcelonas first European Film Market (EFM). Over 100 producers and distributors
representing 24 countries with over 300 works registered was the result. And thanks mainly
to the favourable conditions created by the product hungry satellite and cable revolution,
70 to 80% of work was sold, giving so-called Euro-product an alternative presence in the
AV field when viewed against its relative scarcity in cinema distribution.'
The Markets roots go back to the early '90s and Polls involvement with La
Fábrica, organiser of Barcelonas Festival of Alternative Cinema. At the time,
Polls described La Fábrica as a revolution of enfants terribles who
want to create an alternative cinema to those mediocre, unoriginal, repetitive Catalan
films screened in Barcelona. But after three years of that struggle, there was an
ideological break with other La Fábrica members and La Jungla was born. The
original idea was for a combined film festival-market but initial EU doorknocking for
finance was greeted with doubt concerning Spanish projects. It was only patient,
diplomatic manoeuvring that convinced the EUs Media II programme1 to warm to the
project and provide some initial backing.
The Markets success has now garnered support and funding for a combined
market-festival. Under the slogan The Southern Connection of New European
Talents, Barcelonas second European Film & TV Market will take place
between June 26-29 and will run concurrently with Barcelonas first European Film
Festival, between June 25-30. One of the biggest problems in Mediterranean
countries, according to Polls, is the belief in oneself. Before the EFM there
was that fear of the unknown, but now I think its been lost.
REVIEW
Live Flesh
When he was younger, Almodóvar said that his revenge on
Spain´s 40 year dictatorship was never to mention it in any of his films. Now the Right
is back in power, and the director they labelled a degenerate opens his latest film with
the suspension of civil rights declared by the fascist government in 1970. Live Flesh
(Carne Trémula), however, is not a political film, but a fast-paced thriller that
recognizes its debt to Rehearsal of a Crime (Ensayo de un Crimen), one of the great `B´
movies that Buńuel made in Mexico in the 50s.
Just imagine it: you want to create the world´s greatest lover, so what do you do?
Almodóvar gives him a whore for a mother, sends him to jail as a virgin, and then lets
him loose on a very loving middle-aged masochist who shows him the ropes, so to speak.
Standing in for a young Banderas is Liberto Rabal, who comes from a family of actors, but
who gives the role the naive spunkiness it needs.
Based very loosely on a novel by Ruth Rendell, and with Almodóvar willing to collaborate
on a script for the first time in his career, the film skillfully intercuts the loves and
hates of two policemen, their wives, and the young heart throb who turns their lives
upside down. The director uses his trademark visual transitions to drive the story forward
at a slick pace. A cop takes a bullet in the back, and in the next shot, he crosses the
red basketball court of the Barcelona Paralympics in his wheelchair. The story matches the
visuals in being stylishly condensed, much like the best of film noir. The fact that
unbelievable coincidence brings all the main characters together in a cemetery to begin
the second act shouldn´t bother the audience, because the film is more concerned with
making tangible the destiny that moves its characters than faithfully representing
everyday reality.
In the end, Almodóvar is still a hopeful romantic. As a blood pact seals the fate of the
traditional Spanish couple, a new generation is born of an impossible love. "You´re
luckier than I was," says the father to the baby. "When I was born, everyone was
at home shaking in fear; now the streets are full of life. It´s been a long time since we
got over our fear here in Spain." Polished and commercial, but still professing
belief in the miracles of erotic obsession, Live Flesh is a statement of faith from a
counter-culture hero who has transformed himself into an established master of his craft.
Reveiw by Stuart Lewis
© 1998 The Barcelona Review
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American AV product has its market and distribution channels well and truly in place.
Taken as a whole, Europe produces just as much, if not more, cinema and television, but
its exposure is not necessarily guaranteed as a natural step. La Jungla hopes the
Festival will represent European diversity through a series of what have been termed
open windows. Each countrys film industry - from Austria to Slovenia -
will have a guaranteed forum to be able to present an overview of their annual AV
production. We wont be dictating rules or conditions, simply providing an open forum
in which these people and their work can be seen and appreciated in all its diversity. Of
course this is not a new idea but this is the first time its being tried. By
creating this open space we rid ourselves of such labels as alternative or
commercial. Diversity is fundamental - a countrys films are its history,
its conscience, its culture . . . To be able to have the chance to view them is an
incredibly enriching experience for all concerned. This atmosphere of diversity will
then hopefully translate into sales or future finance for new work via the Festivals
Market section.
Above and beyond the idea of winning an award or clinching that multi-million Euro deal,
the Festival is also about communication, the bringing together of European professionals.
Each film industry is naturally concerned about its own product. But if we can get
professionals from these countries to meet for a few days to exchange ideas - whether in
bad English or French - to get to know each other personally and cinematographically, I
think its incredibly worthwhile and good for Europe. Theres so much happening
in European film that we dont know about or have no time to keep up with if we do -
just imagine bringing all this together for a few days . . !
Imagine indeed! The old town awash with Bulgarian money men boozing it up with a young
Icelandic producer, while a few tables across two directors, one Greek the other French,
lock horns over the relative merits of a fixed as opposed to moving camera. Will we, as
public, fall under the Euro-spell? Polls: In a way, I think film lovers are a little
hypnotised by American cinema, including what is known as independent American cinema. The
independent American films seen here - perhaps 3 or 4 a year, or the equivalent of 0.5% of
whats actually produced in the independent field - are usually well received, giving
a good impression of independent American cinema. But the relationship of quality to
quantity is so much greater in European cinema. Whats lacking, though, is an
awareness of this product. The same goes for Chinese cinema - it has gained great respect
here in Barcelona because its being seen and there exists that curiosity for all
things distant. But you dont have to go that far to find good product - its
actually right here on our doorstep.
Hats off, then, to these jungle creators, these Tarzans of AV, for trying to make us look
down when we open the door.
Anyone requiring more information about Barcelonas Festival-Market can contact La
Jungla at the following address: La Jungla Film & Art Foundation
Paseo Juan de Borbon, 76
08003 Barcelona, Spain
Tel. 34-3-221 74 57
Fax. 34-3-221 54 56
E-mail: jungla@teclata.es)
1 The EUs Media II programme was launched in January 1996 to promote
and strengthen the development of European audio-visual production through financial
support in production and distribution and the training of professionals.
A longer version of the above article appeared in Barcelona Business
© 1998 Peter Sotirakis
photo:© John Barrass
| REVIEW Secretos del Corazón
A woman meets her lover in an abandoned house; families hush up a suicide, and a young boy
peers through a half-open doorway, taking in the scene being acted out on the other side.
Veteran writer/director Montxo Armendariz has called on his experience in documentary film
making and a string of productions involving children to produce what is surely his
masterpiece. Winner of the Blue Angel Award for best European film at the Berlin Festival
in ´97, and nominated for this year´s Oscar for best foreign film, Secretos del Corazón
tells the story of growing up in Spain in the ´60´s from a child´s point of view.
The lighting and camerawork of Javier Aguirresarobe reveal the mystery and horror that
lurk in the spare rooms and dark cellars of the young hero´s environment,following him
with documentary-style hand-held shots, or catching his face in extreme close-ups. As well
as being shown the boy puzzling over why his taciturn grandfather wears his slippers on
the wrong feet, we are presented with powerful portraits of people struggling with bitter
memories and secret hopes in post-war Spain.
As our protagonist overcomes his childhood fears, he starts to change the world around
him. This seems an apt metaphor for the recent history of Spanish cinema. An industry that
until recently was afraid to produce anything other than costume dramas and cheap comedies
now dares to evoke the bittersweet victories of growing up. In spite of not winning an
Oscar, Secretos del Corazón is a film that Spain can be proud of.
Review by Stuart Lewis
©1998 The Barcelona Review
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