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Dir. Pier Paolo Pasolini
These sense of who Pasolini was is far more complicated
when his filmography is build up. The Marxist who yet has a considerable chunk
of his filmography based on mythological and literary historical pieces. The
politics can still be seen in the Trilogy
of Life (1971-74), Oedipus Rex (1967),
and what was left of the uncompleted adaptation of Orestes, but the
willingness, even in a social realistic form, to depict the fantastical, is eye
opening when all that one knows of him is a Salò, or the 120 Days of Sodom (1975), or The Gospel of St. Matthew (1964). The words of a centaur to a grown
up Jason, who is seen raising the Greek mythological individual up from
infancy, include that reality is fantastical, and that the fantastical is reality.
The abstract supernatural tone of Teorema
(1968), the absurdity of The Hawks
and Sparrows (1966) and such films leads to an immense centre of dreamlike
material which the politically minded director managed to sew to the bare
reality to stress his point. The reality is depicted through them - the failed
yet beautiful faces and bodies, the elaborate yet handmade and theatrical
costumes, and real locations substituting fantasy ones. Even the most
fantastical moments in his films - the bronze man in Arabian Nights (1974), the centaur here with his fake horse legs
etc. - are depicted as obviously practical effects, theatre tricks, but given a
reality for them. You can still see the fantasy, the myth, but its appropriated
for a clear meaning of his own.
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Appropriating the play by Euripides, the film after the prolong
follows the titular protagonist, played by opera singer Maria Callas, a sorceress in her land who sacrifices her position
to go with Jason, played by Olympic triple jumper Giuseppe Gentile, and his Argonauts, on the search for her land's
golden fleece which she steals for him. The next and final half depicts the
years later when, married, Jason betrays her by planning to marry the daughter
of a king he was originally opposing, leading to tragedy and revenge. Medea is the
old world, Jason the new world, Medea losing her abilities in a spiritual
crisis for her betrayal. The film succeeds in that it is just a step ahead of
fully being understood, scenes playing out that seemingly have no connection to
what has transpired, leading to the uncanny. There is an abstract tone to the
film in its pure fantasy, an ancient world interpreted in a theatrical way. Yet
it is realistically made. Locations in Turkey and Syria make up the world shown
amongst others, buildings carved from the sand as empires. Wooden masks, capes,
gowns, metal chain jewellery, a coarse aesthetic beauty to the content. Pasolini went further and handpicked a
score based on various types of traditional music. African. Music I recognise, in
the squealing high horns, of Tibetian Buddhist monks or the same
instrumentation and chanting. Even what I felt, how my ears interpreted them,
as a East Asian string instrument with matching vocals nearly synched onto post
synched actors. The world shown is of no clear time, timeless, a mass of cultures
made into a cohesive world in terms of look and presentation. A sacrifice shown
where a virile young man's blood and organs are painted onto a harvest to grow,
a key and memorable sequence, using real natives of the local environment shot
in as extras, feels as if one is in the same place as the characters. Pasolini made a fake world into a
reality in how it is shown, connectable to even if also completely alien in
culture.
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Maria Callas, close to middle aged grace, commands the screen even
if the film is viewed without her original voice in Italian dubbing. While
never singing once, it's clear the prescience required for opera is shown in
the performance. As well as sympathy for the old world, the apparently barbaric
one, the director also created a feminist film, the plight of Medea that she is
seen as a barbarian to her husband Jason even after rearing children from him. Killing
her own brother early on, she is still sympathetic, the role of mythology to
step back and see the complexities of gods and mortals, their worst and best
sides, as well as the relation to normality to the fantastical. Pasolini doesn't over explain what is
going on, confusing at first but ultimately more rewarding because the images
and few words said speak much more than exposition. This shows the lack of
boundary between the mythological and the contemporary which rears itself in
existence in films like Teorema, the
atheist still able to evoke more powerfully the unknown to rational human logic
then a Christian or spiritual filmmaker. This paradox is at its most distinct
that it was Pasolini, not a Christian
like Mel Gibson, who made the greater
portrait of Jesus Christ in The Gospel
According To St. Matthew, not just for his down-to-earth, rational portrait
of the Son of God but also the mystery he still leaves in. Had his take on Orestes
been made, remaining in the filmed draft Notes
Towards an African Orestes (1970), then he would, in filming the Greek play
in current day Africa, have melded two sides, his real environments and the old
world he felt nostalgia for, that were far closer bed fellows than presumed..
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The film is subtle, yet is full
of pronounced, powerful moments. The sight of the two sides of the centaur, how
they represent the mind of Jason to express and evoke, the old world and the
old world desecrated represented by both sides. The potential flash forward in
the future of the princess being struck down by accident, or purpose, by the
curse of Medea, panic felt when scenes and dialogue almost repeat again
suggesting it will actually happen in narrative time. The eloquence of the
dialogue even in subtitles, how every character is not just an archetype, but
gives a depth. How sumptuous the film is. Colourful but earthly, the blazing
sun enough to symbolise the old God of the Sun reappearing to Medea to regain
her power, one of the many subtle editing or short composition practices Pasolini used. It's surprising as well
how gory and considerably nasty the film is too, the effective of severed prosthetic
limbs not overbearing, not over elaborate, making an effect but linking the
ancient plays and myth to today's horror films in comparison, how the physical,
exaggerated violence is as much representative of the emotions behind them as
they are probably more accurate to what happened in real history. Pasolini was able to evoke these tales,
beautifully in films like Arabian Nights,
without losing sight of a clear interpretation of his own thoughts, usually
condemnation of modern life. Even as he rejected his own work, and made Salo in rampant disgust of the world he
lived in, he still made the horror of that film with the same theatrics seen
here or in a Oedipal Rex. Medea itself ends with this despair. We
sympathise with the titular character in her abandonment. She takes a violent
extreme, but in context of mythology, and the potential feminist reading, her
despair is rational, despite its brutality. She shouts down Jason that nothing
is possible anymore, the last line. 'Fin' is shown then, the film ends. Stark,
cuts to the point. The old world dies screaming under her own terms. Pertinent
now as it was in the Sixties when the film was first show. Usually the past is misappropriated,
distorted or manipulated, so to encounter it in its true form is potent,
shocking for the modern eye and liberating, which Pasolini was able to translate to the modern day.
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Abstract Scale (High/Medium/Low/None)
- Low
Pasolini managed to make a clear, unique style of his own that
shifts closely to a series of images that connect and have effect rather than a
clear cut narrative. A film like Porcile
(1969) or Teorema is this taken
to its furthest, but Medea still has
the same energy. That Pasolini
deliberately used a highly well known opera singer, a celebrity, and an Olympic
champion as his main protagonists here adds a specific detail unique to this
film. Like Terence Stamp in Teorema, deliberate in using actors as
well as non-actors, the director is able to take a recognisable face and give
it new meaning in context of his work. This as much applies for the adaptations
of the ancient and classical literary sources and the materials he uses too,
creating new and alien contexts for recognisable material. Using other nations'
environment and other cultures' music and making them gel perfectly with
others. The clear moral battle for Pasolini,
the existential fight, between the modernity he hated and the past he desired,
is littered and shown through all his work I've seen, and in deciding to depict
this through the mixing of the recognisable, the universal, with the abstract
creates a peculiar but effective mix. Certainly enough for the scale.
Personal Opinion:
It's amazing that a director I
first approached as a mere intellectual art director has a significant chunk of
his filmography devoted to films like Medea
or the Trilogy of Life. Myths,
fantasies, the erotic, comedic, even films that are legitimately great
entertainment. Even his most abstract films has bursts of humour. Even Salo has a sick sense of one despite
the abomination and shit eating. The films, alongside gems like Porcile, have been a revelation, more
so when the same attitude and presentation is given to the depiction of the
modern day as the ancient worlds. His works are an open dialogue to his issues
with the present and the past, depicting the unreal faithfully and adding
oddness to its nature alongside his own pertinent political ideas, startling as
a result. On first glance Medea
might be seen as a lesser work, but then one compares it to other films based
on Greek myths and would see how significantly superior it is to most films.
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