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MEAT PUPPETS

In theaters this weekend:

Stopmotion--The peculiar low-tech magic of stop-motion animation has always been one of the special delights of cinema for me; it's one of the reasons I became a movie lover as a child. Because of the work of masters like Willis O'Brien, Jim Danforth, Karel Zeman and the great Ray Harryhasuen, the labor-intensive, expensive technique is often associated with whimsical fantasy or science fiction. But it can be used for nightmarish horror as well, and this nasty, self-referential British chiller, directed by Robert Morgan from a script he wrote with Robin King, takes us to that dark side.

Ella (Aisling Franciosi) is the daughter of famous stop-motion animator Suzanne (Stella Gonet), and an animator herself.  Because she no longer has the use of her hands, Suzanne directs Ella in painstakingly manipulating her puppets; she refers to Ella herself by the affectionate--or maybe not so affectionate--nickname of "puppet," and she's quietly, passive-aggressively tyrannical toward her, constantly unsatisfied with her work, constantly demanding retakes. Ella would like to contribute her own ideas to her mother's work, yet when asked what these ideas are she's stymied, daunted by Suzanne's greatness. 

But when Suzanne falls into a coma, Ella meets a nervy little girl (Caoilinn Springall) in her building who talks her into abandoning Suzanne's project--a traditional tale involving a cyclops--and starting a new stop-motion film based on a storyline she suggests. It involves a terrified girl fleeing through the forest and taking refuge in a cabin, stalked by a hideous figure called the Ashman. She also insists Ella start using actual dead animal parts, and worse, over her armatures. Before long Ella is haunted by visions, some of them pretty hair-raising, of the gruesome characters in her film.

The live action side of Stopmotion has a strong streak of Cronenberg-esque "body horror," while the stop-motion sequences show the influence of Jan Švankmajer and the Quay Brothers. It's a potent one-two punch of creepiness. This is one of those movies where the line between dreams and reality isn't always certain, but Morgan keeps enough of a coherent narrative that this doesn't become tiresome, and there are freaky erotic touches, as when Ella is having sex, and fingers her lover's back as she would a stop-motion puppet.

Like many films of this sort, when Stopmotion shifts to overtly murderous, gory grapples in its last half-hour or so, it loses some of its macabre potency. But Franciosi, who played the stowaway in The Last Voyage of the Demeter, is a compelling presence, and on the whole, this is one of the more memorable horror pictures in a while. The only real complaint is the same one that applies to most films that showcase stop-motion: there isn't enough stop-motion.

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Punch and Judy: Tragical Comedy or Comical Tragedy

1981

An unusual documentary from the Brothers Quay and Keith Griffiths about the history of the Punch and Judy puppet show.

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Just Dust

My favourite living filmmakers, the Quay Brothers, have a new film out.

Sanatorium Under the Sign of the Hourglass.

Here's something I wrote about their use of dust.

Very important to them, dust.

[toiich]

Institute Benjamenta, or This Dream People Call Human Life (1995), dir. Brothers Quay

[hayaomiyazaki]

I couldn't hurt you. It's so nice to talk with you, like we are almost related. The way you speak, your gestures, your mouth, everything. It's delightful to behave in that rather weak sort of way with you. Just think: me, your master, confessing to you, my pathetic little worm whom I could utterly crush if I chose to.

a film from each year of my life: Institute Benjamenta, or This Dream People Call Human Life — 1995 dir. the Brothers Quay

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if nydas had survived, do you think he would've followed zerxus like fy'ra rai followed opal?

[sesiondemadrugada]

Stille Nacht I: Dramolet (Stephen & Timothy Quay, 1988).

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Sanatorium Under the Sign of the Hourglass (directors: Timothy Quay, Stephen Quay, 2024)

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Midnight Pals: Puppets

Robert Morgan: submitted for the approval of the midnight society, i call this the tale of stopmotion Morgan: ok so imagine Morgan: what if your mom was richard williams

Morgan: just imagine a domineering parent using their disapproval to control their child as a vessel of their own creativity Stephen King: what the- King: that's terrible! King: what parent would do that?! King: i could never do that to my boy Joe King: he's too precious to me!

Clive Barker: hey steve what's your boy joe do again King: he's a horror writer Barker: uh huh Barker: and what do you do again steve? King: i see what you're getting at clive King: but the answer is no King: i could never disapprove of my boy joe King: my perfect little man

King: joe i just want you to know that your mother and i love you very much Joe Hill: ok dad King: did you write a new book? here, let me post it on the fridge! Hill: dad, you don't have to King: No, I want to! King: I want everyone to see! King: look what my boy did, everyone!

Morgan: so Morgan: this woman is the daughter of a famous stop motion animator Morgan: and she starts making her own movie Morgan: but you know how it is when you try to do stop motion and you've got mommy issues Stephen Quay: do i ever! Timothy Quay: mom always liked you best

Morgan: you know how it is when you have mommy issues Morgan: it means Morgan: real fucked up puppets

Morgan: what do you think of these puppets? pretty fucked up, right? Jan Švankmajer: yeah kinda Švankmajer: i mean, i guess they're pretty fucked up Morgan: Morgan: you seem disappointed Švankmajer: no no Švankmajer: i mean Švankmajer: i mean they're fine

Morgan: ok but what about this Morgan: what if this fucked up puppet Morgan: was constantly making these really annoying little cooing and gasping noises? Švankmajer: now you're talking!!

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Playing with dolls: the Corinthian and "this dream people call Human Life" - part I

Written for The Sandman Book Club

Since at The Sandman Book Club we are re-reading The Doll's House, and since the first chapter of this story marks the entry of the Corinthian, I would like to dwell on some of the distinctive traits of this character, how he is the embodiment of one of the great symbols of American and Western pop mythology (the serial killer) and how the netflix adaptation, while excellent, has completely deprived him of precisely those elements that made him so distinctive, while enhancing other important aspects.

Murderer vs. Killer, or when killing is a "work of art"

In The Dreaming, the spin-off series immediately following the canonical Sandman, there is a panel that I think is emblematic in defining what the Corinthian is, even before his being nightmare, black mirror, etc

Judging Cain like he's on Dancing with the Stars

There is a passage in which the Corinthian states that Cain is definitely a murderer, but not a very good killer. This because the word murderer here is linked to a primordial concept of homicide. Yes, Cain is the first murderer, but his act is something instinctual, part of his nature. Cain kills because he cannot do anything else and murder for him is an inevitable act, demonstrating his being part of a story from whose narrative he does not escape.

For the Corinthian, on the other hand, killing theoretically is not in his nature: he is after all a nightmare, which must terrify, unsettle, reflect the deepest fears and secrets of the human subconscious. A means to an end, not the end itself. For the Corinthian, killing is a deliberate act by which he tries to carve out a space of his own within a predetermined story.

The serial killer is a planner: in the Corinthian mind, an artist too. Even the fact that he appears on the scene not already in his nightmare function but primarily in that of being ready to kill a young man leaves no doubt about it: the Corinthian, in the way he perceives himself, is first and foremost a serial killer/artist.

This is not Vogue: comics vs show

In the netflix Sandman, episode one, the Corinthian has sensed that Dream is free. He wipes off the blood from his eyes and stands up, sensually stroking the head of his...victim? It would be better to say a model without eyes. Death here is not horror: there is something glamorous about this scene that irritates me deeply, not least because we are watching it from a spectator's pov, comfortable in our chairs. We are in a hotel room but the space is open, and the screen of the devices from which we are watching the episode gives us

1) an escape route

2) a way to dilute the horror of the scene (there is always hope if there is an escape route)

This Corinthian is elegant and sensual. He could disturbs us, if he wants, but definitely he's not scary.

Let's compare the netflix scene with the comic. First, fundamental change: the reader's pov, which coincides exactly with that of the Corinthian. We do not see the Corinthian in the panels, and we will not see him until after a long time. We look at the scene through his eyes, we read the words through his voice. From this perspective, it's as if behind the glasses, together with him, we were there, an active part of this crime.

Paradoxically, this scene should be less scary than the one in the TV show. There is no blood and the boy still has his eyes. But we perceive his terror, we see him tied up and helpless like a doll. We see his pimply face making ugly grimaces of fear (in the netflix episode the victim's face is perfect). There is no hope for this boy and while he begs for mercy in vain we brandish, together with the Corinthian, the knife that will kill him. There is no sensuality, there is no seduction, there is no sex here (better, sex and death are the same thing but I will return to the relationship between death and sexuality in the second part of this little essay). We are in a room with no escape, the scene in front of us is dirty, not at all glamorous, in which we readers are actively participating. This Corinthian is fucking scary.

The waking world: a big doll's house to play in

This title takes on a different meaning depending on the various characters involved in this Sandman story. From my point of view, I believe that the characters who most of all are linked to the concept of a doll's house are Unity and the Corinthian.

Unity appears near an old doll house, and her clothes are also similar to those of an old doll

Unity was literally a doll for most of her life: her condition was caused by an external event and external people decided about her life, including her motherhood.

The Corinthian doll and the surrealist doll of Hans Bellmer: both obscene and disturbing toys

The Corinthian, on the other hand, is a sort of doll maker and the dolls are the human beings he kills and whose physiognomy he transforms with his knife.

This last thing is perhaps one of the elements that most differentiates the netflix Corinthian from the one in the comic. The Boyd Corinthian is almost a romantic character, a bohémien eager to savor human life in every sense, moved by contrasts and ambiguities that make him decidedly more similar to the Second Corinthian of the comic than to the First. He looks at humanity with a curiosity that is sometimes almost paternalistic: ruthless, but not cruel. He embodies a type of socially well-integrated serial killer, the "unsuspected type", who knows how to contain his impulses when necessary. Most important, with him sex is not always synonymous with death.

The Corinthian of comics, on contrary, never escapes this binomial: in him, sex and death are always intrinsically linked because they are the same thing. He is always cruel and brutal, seeing humans as meat to be cut. Humanity is nothing but fresh clay in his artist's hands: shaped dolls to play with in his new dark stories.

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LOS ÁNGELES no son dorados, brillantes ni luminosos; son grises y caminan entre la multitud que arrastra los pies; entre la muchedumbre, sin color y sin rostro, de los domingos, hacia el fútbol, hacia el concierto mañanero, entre la pálida muchedumbre de los días de fiesta vacíos del mundo moderno. Ángeles grises de la pobreza y el anonimato que nadie ve, pero que muchos han sentido: un roce leve, una ligereza, un estremecimiento en el mar de la multitud anónima...El mundo de hoy no permite otros...Los de fuego y luz no vienen hoy. Sólo los otros, los ángeles de polvo y ceniza.

María Zambrano, Poemas. Edición de Javier Sánchez Menéndez. La Isla de Siltolá

Fotograma de Institute Benjamenta, o This Dream People Call Human Life,1996, primer largometraje de Brothers Quay. Se basa en "Jakob von Gunten", novela escrita por Robert Walser.

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Street of Crocodiles (1986, Stephen Quay, Timothy Quay)

2/6/24

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Happy 77th, Stephen and Timothy Quay.

Photo by Piet Goethals.

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