Ryan
Gosling Rooney Mara Michael Fassbender Natalie Portman
Christian Bale
Cate Blanchett Val
Kilmer Benecio del Toro Holly Hunter Iggy Pop
This is a love story about one couple, but
generalizes to a broader inclusion of people in general and the natural
world. It’s an Impressionist
painting, with story, song, and photography artfully expressed. Malick has a photographer’s eye that
doesn’t follow along the usual frame of plot line, but he gives us
impressionistic glimpses of people’s lives and the meanings of it they
construct. Rooney Mara as Faye
narrates most of the film, tracing the “dance moves” that made her life what it
became. She starts out as a
receptionist for a wealthy man (Fassbender) who is a major force in people’s
lives (“people change when they’re around him”, she says). People come to him as Faye does, hoping
he can help them make more of their lives.
But the man, who is some kind of Titan in the
music industry, cannot resist exerting god-like control over people he is
mentoring, even while exhorting them to “be free.” Faye ends up
having an affair with him, but after a time meets another man in his orb
(Gosling). The three play,
cavorting and frolicking, hoping that it will last forever. “We thought nothing could break us
apart; we made music together.” Ah,
but we are human, and thus in this story the “song to song”, “kiss to kiss”
begins, and after betrayal, disappointment, and disillusionment, it finally
ends in forgiveness and mercy—at least in one case, which gives us hope.
There are contrasts drawn between the
experiences of men and women, people of privilege and those less fortunate, and
individuals with varying degrees of insight and introspection. The women here seem to be more
introspective and self-critical, and searching at first for someone like the
wealthy man who will complete them, like Faye the narrator. Her successor (Portman) says to the
same man, “What part of me do you want?
Take what you want from me”, unaware of the bargain she made upon first
meeting him when she observed, “you have everything, everything I want.”
The men have more of a competitive
relationship, and their interests are expressed in that realm, with the mentor
abrasively scolding the mentee for not achieving more, and the mentee accusing
the other of stealing credit for his work, which could be the undoing of their
relationship. We get few clues or
evidence of introspection on their part, except for one’s toward the end.
We get glimpses of those who have come from
more modest circumstances encountering the wealth of others, and aspiring to
achieve the American dream. Some
are not willing to compromise themselves; others are. Some learn from their experience and try to change; others
are oblivious. But all experience
some kind of regret over the choices they made.
As much as Song
to Song is a portrayal of life as a series of dances and songs with varying
partners, it’s also a commentary on trust, fidelity, truthfulness, openness,
and honesty in human relationships.
Along with the endearing playfulness (Gosling’s character takes this to
the max), we’re reminded of the anguish of betrayal and the pain of separation,
but as well the possibility of a “new paradise” in forgiveness.
The four talented main actors (Gosling,
Fassbender, Mara, and Portman) show their skill in responding to Malick’s
rather unique direction, and impress with their delightful athletic abilities
in dancing and cavorting through all the scenes showing the blooming of new
love. Blanchett’s brief scenes
show her power in conveying deep emotion, and cameo appearances of Bale,
Kilmer, del Toro, Hunter, Iggy Pop, and still more, provide additional
entertainment and scope. A most
impressive appearance is Patti Smith, singing of her love of the photographer
Robert Mapplethorpe and through it, giving sound advice to Faye.
Malick’s teaming with his award-winning partner
in cinematography, Emmanuel Lubezki, makes Song
to Song a true work of art visually, dramatically, psychologically, and
philosophically.
A song of love in many of its
manifestations, ending on a high note.
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