Do you love the beauty and majesty of
nature? Would you like to be cured of that love? Then to you I prescribe 2011's
The
Loneliest Planet. Follow a bland, beautiful young woman
accompanied by her bland boyfriend as they slowly make their way through the
gorgeous Caucasus Mountains. They have a
disagreement, stop speaking to each other a bit, then maybe resolve it. End of
movie. This lasts for an hour and forty minutes. If the word "torture
porn" didn't mean something else, I would be inclined to call this torture
porn. It's sort of porn and it's sort of torturous.
The first shot of the film is Nica (Hani
Furstenberg) jumping up and down naked to stay warm. She's soaking wet and it's
a little while before her boyfriend, Alex (Gael Garcia Bernal), finally brings
her some hot water. Bernal gets top billing but it's clearly Furstenberg that
director Julia Loktev is really interested in. Really
interested in.
After our full frontal meeting with Nica,
we gradually learn . . . well, not much. Nica and Alex are engaged to be
married and they're in Georgia
looking for a guide to take them hiking in the mountains. There are a lot of
shots of Nica's head showing her looking at something but not showing us what
she's looking at--this has the effect of separating us from her point of view,
making her the object rather than the subject. Occasionally the point of view
seems to be Alex's but that's rather infrequent, too. The two seem to be
specimens we're examining physically from a distance. Not really
psychologically at all.
There's a shot of the back of Nica's head
that lasts half a minute. Later we get another shot of the back of her head
that seems to be Alex's point of view but as you can see in this shot the back
of Alex's head is to the right of hers. This is no-one's point of view, we're
just looking at the back of her head for no reason. Well, she has pretty hair.
That's at least more reason than we're given in Conan the
Barbarian for all that movie's stupid back of the head shots.
Pretty and tedious describes the footage of
the couple and their guide, Dota (Bidzina Gujabidze), traversing the mountains.
If it weren't for the nudity and swearing, this would make an excellent movie
to put on store display televisions to show off hi-def.
They engage in small talk. Alex speaks
Spanish and teaches Nica how to conjugate verbs. Dota teaches them how to do a
trick knot. Finally a moment comes when we get some characterisation--they run
into an old man who points a gun at Alex. Alex reflexively ducks behind Nica.
So Alex is kind of a putz.
The old man decides the two kids are okay
and moves on. Instead of inane small talk, Alex, Nica, and Dota now wander
through overlong takes saying nothing at all. It's vaguely hinted that Nica is
more fond of Dota now because he's more of a protector--he talked the old man
into leaving them alone. We learn Dota had a wife and kid and was in the
military. Compared to Alex, about whom we've learned nothing, this is pretty
great and I completely wanted Nica to go with Dota. But Loktev seems to feel we
were invested in Alex for some reason.
There are so many shots in this movie that
had me begging, "For gods' sakes just cut already. Stop rolling!
Please!" I asked myself many times what I was watching. And my response to
myself was, "Rock climbing, Sets. Rock climbing."
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