Showing posts with label Michel Gondry. Show all posts
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Sunday, 3 March 2013

Day 62: Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind



Painfully introverted gentleman, Joel (Jim Carrey), meets loud and exciting lady, Clementine (Kate Winslet), and understandably falls in love. But their relationship inevitably doesn’t work and they both end up getting involved with this company who can erase specific memories, and they decide to erase each other. While Joel is going through the procedure he realises that he doesn’t want to lose his memories of his time with Clementine and he tries to resist it but it’s too late.

To carry out the procedure, the company needs Joel to collect all the items he has that remind him of Clementine. Fair enough I understand there’ll be a lot of tangible things that he can hand over and be rid of but what about other things? You associate certain songs with people, and smells, and places. You can’t erase those, surely you wouldn’t be able to get everything together to make that possible. Of course this kind of procedure isn’t possible currently but maybe it will in future. Until then people will just have to stick with what they usually do when they’re trying to forget someone: get drunk. And that’s never all that successful. 

The film jumps from memory to memory as the technicians are erasing them. The last time he saw Clementine they had a fight, and I’m not surprised they broke up because this was what was said:

Clementine:  You’re freaked out because I was out late without you. And in your little wormy brain you’re trying to figure out, ‘Did she fuck someone tonight?’
Joel:  No see, Clem. I assume you fucked someone tonight. Isn’t that how you get people to like you?

In the immortal words of Cher in ‘Clueless’, that’s way harsh. Of course the thought of her off fucking someone was clearly what kept him up until 3am when she eventually got home, so it was obviously a problem for him but he definitely could've voiced his insecurities and concerns in a better way. You can’t just throw it out there in an argument, once you say something like that there is no going back. And obviously that’s what happened; they split up and she had him erased, prompting him to do the same. That’s not the only time he was so completely rude to her in their relationship though. At one point he tells her she’d be a bad mother. I mean, you can’t just say these things and expect her to be alright with it. She wakes him up saying that he never tells her things and that she tells him everything. He says that constantly talking isn’t necessarily communicating, and she is hurt by it. No wonder she felt bad being with him if he kept saying things like that. Although, of course, it wasn’t always like that. They are lying out on the frozen lake together under the stars and he tells her that he is the happiest he’s ever been, being right there with her. Which is sweet but then the memory is gone and he’ll never have it back.

I’m not sure about this memory erasing business. On one hand I can totally understand why you would have it done. If you’re having a difficult time moving on from someone, it makes sense you would want to do anything you could that might help. But then, you’re not just erasing the bad things that eventually spoiled the relationship, you are also erasing the good things that made you happy. Like with Joel, he’ll never have that memory back of being the happiest he’s ever been, and that’s just awful. Your relationships with other people (not just talking romantic ones) can give you insight into different aspects of yourself. With Joel and Clementine, he never did anything and always shied away from socialising with people, but then Clementine came along and just constantly pulled him out of his comfort zone, pushing the boundaries of who he thought he was. To erase that time together is to erase the knowledge that you can do so much more than you think you are capable of, that you don’t have to be who you’ve always thought you were. My thoughts on this always change from viewing to viewing of this film but today I’ve decided memory erasing is a bad idea. But I’m never consistent on that.

They both end up finding out what happened and they listen to the tapes of them talking about each other. I say talking but it’s really just a complete tearing down of the other person. He talks about how she’s insecure so will fuck anybody and she talks about how totally boring and pathetic he is. It must be so difficult to listen to all the bad points of your relationship before you even get a chance to have the relationship, and to have perhaps negative things about you pointed out so mercilessly. She tries to leave but he catches up to her and they both know it will probably not work but they decide to go for it anyway.

Joel:  I can’t see anything that I don’t like about you.
Clementine:  But you will. But you will, y’know, you will think of things. And I’ll get bored with you and feel trapped because that’s what happens with me.
Joel:  OK.
Clementine:  OK.

9/10

Monday, 21 January 2013

Day 21: The Science of Sleep



Stéphane (Gael García Bernal) returns to France after his father dies and gets a job making calendars. He is insecure and spends the majority of his time wrapped up in his dreams; he can behave how he wants there because he controls the show. He falls for his neighbour, Stéphanie (Charlotte Gainsbourg) but it’s never quite how he wants it to be because he doesn’t trust that she feels the same.

People quite often say that hearing about other people’s dreams is boring unless you’re in the dream. But I don’t find that at all, I love when people tell me their dreams. How could they be boring? Literally anything could happen, they are so fascinating! It’s like hearing a story and the story is linked to the speaker in ways that aren’t always clear but are interesting nonetheless. I’m going to recount my most upsetting dream here because why not, I make the rules. I’m walking down a street and there are zombies everywhere and they’re crying. Actually, ‘crying’ doesn’t really do it justice. They are sobbing and they just look devastated. I want to help them but there’s nothing I can do. They just sit there, staring at me and crying. The sound of them crying has never left me and I’ve never heard pain quite like it. And I feel like a failure because I couldn’t help them.

Stéphane often confuses dreams for reality and it appears to be becoming more problematic; he asks Stéphanie to marry him because he thinks he’s dreaming but then quickly realises and feels humiliated. Sometimes dreams can be so vivid that it’s almost like it actually happened. I hate the dreams where I love someone because it stays with me for days after and it just feels heavy. Exactly like a weight on me. While I don’t normally confuse dreams for reality, I do sometimes confuse daydreams for reality. I have quite a vivid imagination and when I get lost in thought I usually construct elaborate scenarios and conversations, then once they’re over I forget that nothing actually happened. Before I would meet with people I would try to run through every thread a conversation could take so that I could be prepared and have answers at the ready. But I try not to do that anymore because people go off script so often and it throws me off balance. And it’s so disappointing when you hoped a conversation would go one way but it steers dramatically in another direction. I still try to prepare but the script isn’t so rigid anymore.

While I wanted them to be together it obviously wouldn’t work. His inability to reliably distinguish between fantasy and reality would cause so many problems. And he is massively insecure, at every step in their relationship she would have to reassure him. That’s not fair to her at all. Even though she clearly cares for him, he has to work through that before they would have a chance of lasting.

“Things will turn out the way you want if you could just stop doubting that I love you.”

8/10