Two French films currently in the news were shot entirely abroad: Julia, a feature film made in Los Angeles and Mexico by Erick Zonca and Young Yakuza, a documentary about the Shinagawa neighborhood in Tokyo by Jean-Pierre Limosin. The two are very different, made in financial and shooting conditions that have little in common. Nonetheless, a shared attraction for the faraway brings them together, either in their curiosity for a culture that is impenetrable to us, or the seduction of elsewhere, with its images that fill our theaters. It is in this outlook that we went to talk to Jean-Pierre Limosin, Erick Zonca and his producer François Marquis, as well as Bruno Dumont whose film-before-last, Twentynine Palms, was set in Californian deserts and who has a new “American” project.
French cinema getting out among foreign countries is nothing new. From Méliès to Ophuls, from Renoir to Demy, filmmakers did not wait until the end of the century to work outside France. But most of the time, it was emigration, a lasting integration into another system, or even an exile. American cinema was born of these imports, particularly Germans such as Fritz Lang, Billy Wilder, Ernst Lubitsch, Robert Siodmak and so many others.
Yet it was collective history, one of wars and dictatorships, of exiles as well as commercial opportunities linked to the economic potential of an art that was still new. Of course, this history is not over, but in the majority of cases, it is now about individual stories, personal challenges and specific esthetic proposals. Contemporary filmmakers were and are viewers, especially in France where American, as well as Japanese cinema was discovered and analyzed, stimulating many vocations. The strong appeal of America and Asia for European cinema of course has its roots in the love of cinema as it developed in the 1950’s. American cinema is still in the sights of the youngest of French filmmakers and not only in the form of a parodical relocation or simple homage: Le Tueur by Cédric Anger, for example, showed how American imagination could serve a rigorous description of Paris.
But going overseas is an opposite journey. It is precisely about going to meet, not a type of cinema, but a territory. Is it to dissipate the aura of images that have so seduced these filmmakers? François Marquis explains that Erick Zonca was drawn to two things: “American mythology and the desire to shoot in the United States. Reality imposed itself with the subject.” He put the image and the legend to a reality test. Zonca and Dumont admit that it is the territory, landscape or border that initially appealed to them. “The desire to make sense of the images that are sent to us,” sums up Dumont, “to go to the places where most American films are shot.”
According to each of the filmmakers interviewed, making sense implies losing one’s bearings. Dumont speaks of impressionism. Zonca admits to tying himself to the speed of a thriller. Limosin describes the impenetrability of the world of the yakuzas represented in his film, and Japan in general, where he shoots regularly, along with the feeling of something “direct” when immersed in a foreign country and language: “what I like every time I work there is that I don’t have an interface with the Japanese. There is something very direct,” sensations “that don’t allow simulation.” Paradoxically, the partial or complete loss of direction caused by the confrontation with a foreign language is an advantage, a more direct way of grappling with the signs of a culture, the material of a language, the presence of a body and the expressivity of a face. But this loss of bearings, as Limosin reminds us, does not give access to transparency and naked truth. It is rather the opportunity to work on the interface between the filmmaker and the world. This interface is of course the image and we understand that inventing a way of being in a foreign country means inventing an image. The means accepting Takeshi Kitano’s suggestion of being inspired by accents heard in the street, of indicating the presence of an interpreter or an automatic translator and of reinforcing or removing the obstacles standing between meaning and sign.
Of course all this does not happen without problems of production or distribution and difficulties working with foreign crews, mentalities, systems and audiences. It is inevitable that globalization can represent an advantage (the multiplication of financial resources) as well as raising a range of problems, given that the systems, expectations and conceptions of cinema are so different. Erick Zonca, François Marquis and Bruno Dumont describe them in detail in their respective interviews. Only Jean-Pierre Limosin worked with a French crew, of course due to the more flexible format of a documentary. But they all agree on one point: going abroad is going in search of unknown resources and the capacity to adapt to reality. It means shaking up one’s own system to make images that have cast off habits and clichés.
Bastien Hader
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Read the interview with François Marquis
Read the interview with Bruno Dumont
Films re-releases play a crucial part. They usually give to forgotten movies a new perspective and help highlight living or dead filmmakers and get some masterpieces out of the attic! Without them, many people wouldn’t have been able to discover Alfred Hitchcock’s or Fritz Lang’s movies in good conditions.
There are fundamental and recurrent themes. The place of the individual in a society defined by his or her profession, and his or her rise or fall, is the ideal basis for a screenplay, allowing for a snapshot of social life in a specific country or for the creation of a tale or a fable from scratch. With the beginning of talking movies, American cinema established a double-edged model of fear of upward social mobility. The historic foundation of the United States gave rise to the archetype of the self-made man, a natural extension of the myth of the pioneer leaving the Old Country with nothing and creating a new life on a virgin continent. Much of American cinema has approached individual accomplishment via social mobility in this way. The gangster is probably the most emblematic figure; but from Capra to the Yuppies, different models exist.
Without going so far as to effacing the individual within the State –a method specific to propaganda cinema in certain totalitarian regimes–, characters in Asia are often so remote from the structures of power that decisions seem to come down upon them from nowhere. In The President’s Last Bang, by Sang-soo Im, the last days of the Korean president in 1979 are recounted as a farce, a chain of grotesque and incomprehensible decisions, since such a distance deforms reality. In this way, economic self-sufficiency and injustice in the spheres of power may, in cinema, be comparable to no-law zones. Capitalism is even more savage in Asia than elsewhere and the tendency in American film to present upward social mobility as a cutthroat, predatory sport is found in Hong Kong and Japan as well. One recurring word is often uttered by Asian filmmakers when characterizing the empire built by their forefathers: monstrosity. Blood and Bones by Yoichi Sai, for example, relates the growing influence of a Korean immigrant in a Japanese neighborhood, as he slowly becomes a loan shark, striking fear with his erratic behavior and violence. With power being mingled with the symbol of the father, upward mobility is often impeded by a violent and unfair state of affairs.
workers from American slapstick were given a central position in industrial society. Charlot from Modern Times is a cog in the production system, a grain of sand in the machine, a regulating element as well as the threat of complete deregulation. Burlesque man is an insider and an outsider. When he is both a worker and a tramp, he makes society run like a machine, attracts policemen like a magnet, heightens political awareness in the streets and the workshops and provokes riots for which he becomes the spokesman despite himself. In the era of silent movies, no individual voice was really heard. Burlesque man shook up the whole social schema. Perhaps it took the talkies for an individual to make himself heard and push his way through the crowd. Singin’ in the Rain is a memorable illustration of this, when Don Lockwood (Gene Kelly) relates the pitiful career of movie stuntman prior to his glory. It is as if his story alone gives dignity to his past; as if no legend is possible without a voice.
3. Predators. One year before Lady for a Day, Scarface by Howard Hawks defined another type of fiction: social climbing described as a murder instinct. Even when the psychological portrait tempers his thirst for profit, Tony Camonte is described as a predator. Social condition and family concerns are such burdens that only murder allows enrichment. Murder is necessary. It drives the hero while at the same time signaling his end: this tragic movement is perfectly embodied in White Heat by Raoul Walsh, when James Cagney exultantly says to his mother, “Made it, Ma! Top of the world!” While the Capra vein did not spread through American cinema without taking on a more complex and less fiercely utopian appearance, the Scarface vein has not really changed. There are simply more murders and psychological portraits are less sketchy. An Oedipus complex is no longer enough to explain the temperament of Tony Soprano in the series created by David Chase, of Tony Montana in De Palma’s Scarface, or to take the most recent example, of Frank Lucas the drug barron in American Gangster (Ridley Scott), whose ambition was to create an African-American counterweight to Mafia networks. 
The end is known and the characters are still an enigma: the news item becomes the only concrete element of an entirely malleable reality. It is therefore an ideal basis for fiction writers. It is a single moment, a single act, too huge to have been made up, onto which they can project whatever they like. From a few lines in a newspaper, Claude Chabrol made La Cérémonie and addressed one of his favorite topics, the petite bourgeoisie provinciale, better than he ever had before, and directed one his most relevant films on everyday class struggle. René Allio understood it all when he adapted Moi Pierre Rivière ayant égorgé ma mère, ma sœur et mon frère based on the murderer’s writings and on research by Michel Foucault. By casting inhabitants of the region with no prior acting experience in the main roles, he gave the characters additional depth. And by deciding to cast professional actors in the roles of gendarmes and magistrates, he affirmed in a single move an obvious truth: news in brief is by nature a frozen instant, it knows no temporality other than that of the criminal act, and stops at the point when the judicial system takes over.
the courtroom has often been the setting where the murderer’s history is written retroactively, including his motives and the circumstances of the tragedy the trial is meant to clear up. What defines news in brief is the fact that it is both the starting point and the ending of the story. Otto Preminger’s movie is thus a perfect illustration of the problems stemming from handling a criminal investigation as a news item. A soldier is accused of murdering the man who raped his wife. During the entire film, which encompasses to time of the trial, Preminger’s movie, adapted from a bestselling novel, demonstrates the inability of the judicial system to get to the truth about the precise causes and circumstances of the murder. The verdict is returned, and its absurdity is highlighted by a final ironic twist. All that remains is the objective element, the starting and ending point, i.e. the news item itself: one man killed another.
“Rock filmmakers don’t exist”, said F.J. Ossang as he left the projection of Silencio, his new, powerful short film presented at the latest Festival Paris Ciné (
But for the “spirit of rock”, we need look elsewhere. It is much more present in films that are not about music, but explore youth itself: Nicholas Ray’s Rebel Without a Cause, starring James Dean, and László Benedek’s The Wild One, starring Marlon Brando, exposed the world to the malaise of teenagers who were in direct conflict with the values of their elders. And although these two movies were made with anything but a “rock ’n’ roll” budget, and even though neither film contains a single rock song, they’re much closer to rock music in their intention. Future links between rock ’n’ roll and cinema were to spring from this very dichotomy: exploitative products banking on imagery for more or less honorable purposes, versus cinematic works that rely more heavily on a counter-cultural manifesto.
may manage to capture the spirit that animates musicians, they have nothing of the definitive quality of universality that defines rock ’n’ roll. What is ultimately the essence of rock ’n’ roll is found more in the films of John Waters or Russ Meyer (in his early period, before his pure frenzy of mammary fetishism), such as Faster Pussycat Kill Kill or Super Vixens, in the debauchery of sex and violence, in a challenge to dominant morality and established order, and in a certain art of provocation. For in the end, rock ’n’ roll is not so much a question of music as it is a state of mind. Ultimately, there’s infinitely more rock ’n’ roll in any one film by John Carpenter than in the entire filmography of Elvis Presley, and in their own way, John Huston or Luis Bunuel are undoubtedly much more rock ’n’ roll than all the A Hard Day’s Nights and Almost Famouses in the world.
From the experimental opus of Kenneth Anger to the recent, and nastily in-your-face, films by Rob Zombie (lead singer of White Zombie and, in 2005, director of Devil’s Rejects, which brilliantly brought back to life the “bad-ass” attitude of the 70s), the “spirit of rock” can never be expressed in cinema in more than an indirect way. Political provocation, self-destructive hedonism, rebellion against the established order: what makes the “rock ’n’ roll attitude” can only be captured beyond the music itself and only expressed outside the shackles of films produced by a studio system that is inevitably destined to consolidate the largest number, while, in fact, the rocker is by definition alone against the world, an anti-hero, a magnificent loser with a fate that is necessarily as tragic as it is grandiose.