My "every third thought" may not have been on the grave while watching Julie Taymor's The Tempest (2010); but, it was certainly on the exit. Despite some fantastic visual flourishes (which I've come to anticipate in Taymor's films), her mercurial imagination failed to enliven or communicate Shakespeare's language, which frequently flailed about within the actors' efforts. It was a struggle to understand what they were saying. I began to rely on spectacle to make sense of the film's narrative trajectory rather than Willy's words.That being said, I am admittedly the first to appreciate Taymor's spectacular aesthetics. In the film's best setpiece Ariel (Ben Whishaw) is a black-winged satan (i.e., adversary) who drives the King of Naples (David Straithairn), Antonio (Chris Cooper) and Sebastian (Alan Cumming) mad with confusion and fear. The face of Ariel is refracted onto surfaces: the trunks of trees, the faces of frogs, underneath flowing water, on windgusts.
At MUBI, David Hudson has rounded up reviews from the film's premiere in Venice and its centerpiece presentation at the New York Film Festival, including a Twitch dispatch from teammate Peter Gutierrez. Opens at the Century 9 SF Centre on December 10, 2010.Cross-published on Twitch.