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As Good As It Gets

Pretty good movie overall. First half was nothing special but it got better as it went along.

At the beginning of "Teorema", in a wordless, sepia-tinged montage, we are introduced to almost all the main characters in Pasolini's film. It's a clever device, almost Hitchcockian, and it could be the beginning of a thriller, though being a Pasolini film we know this won't be a thriller. The character who doesn't appear in this montage is played by Terence Stamp but suddenly there he is right in the middle of things and his affect on everyone is profound. Who is he and why is he here? It's never made clear, of course. Although a very physical presence his role is allegorical. Is he an angel, (there is a strong religious element in the picture), or a devil or simply a seducer since he does seem to have sex with everyone in the family, male and female, including the maid who ends up levitating and performing miracles. He certainly affords everyone a form of release, turning their lives upside down and with it their bourgeoisie pretensions. If we are going to tear down the bourgeoisie we may as well do it with sex; it's a lot more fun than beating them to death.Stamp, of course, remains the most beautiful thing on screen though Silvana Mangano as the mother gives him a run for his money. No-one really has to act; all they simply have to do is respond to Pasolini's camera and, with no real narrative structure, that's fairly easy. Sex may be Pasolin's weapon of choice but the film is quite clearly a Marxist 'fantasy' and is also very obviously the work of a gay director. I'm not so sure anymore if it's the masterpiece I thought it was all those years ago bu it stands up remarkably well and remains one of the great Italian films of its decade.

Ranks alongside his "Gospel According to St Mathew." I saw several metaphorical links in "Theorem" to Fellini's "Nights of Cabiria," a film scripted by Pasolini; the contribution of Pasolini to the lovely Fellini film is often overlooked.The allusion to the Terrence Stamp character as Christ is not difficult to pick up. The political context is also more than obvious. "Theorem" encapsulates all of Pasolini's genius evident elsewhere, in one work.Here's a Pier Paolo Pasolini film that's different--he uses good looking established actors unlike his other works where he would pick actors unknown and less attractive. In "Theorem" the good looking characters are contrasted with the ugly, non-professional actors intentionally.The film might appear overtly to be about sex but Pasolini's canvas captures a lot more than the obvious. Brilliant casting. Mozart's "Requiem" rendered by the Russian Academy Choir is transcendental. Morricone's use of wind instruments is so different here but captures the mood of loneliness. Terrence Stamp is the eye candy of the film, just as he was in "Far from the Madding Crowd". All three ladies: Sylvano Mangano, Laura Betti and former Mrs Jean Luc Godard (Ann Wiazemsky) give more than interesting performances--each body movement tells you so much. Words are rarely required to communicate in "Theorem"; visuals and music do more in that department.

Terence Stamp plays a mysterious house-guest of a well-to-do family consisting of a factory owner, his bored wife, their awkward teenage son, their awkward young daughter, and their histrionic maid. They all take a fancy to him, so he does what any red-blooded young man would do - he has sex with each of them one by one. After he's had his fill of bourgeois booty, he packs his things and leaves - presumably off to the next brothel-to-be. Well, as it turns out, there's something magical about old Terry's stamper. Each of the family members begins a dramatic transformation. The awkward son becomes a pretentious artist, urinating on canvases and tossing paint around with his eyes closed. The awkward daughter falls into a coma. The maid gains the powers of healing and levitation. The wife becomes a whore, and the husband gives his factory away and dubs himself "the screaming naked monk of the desert." Kneel before Zod, indeed.

After my bittersweet reaction towards Pasolini's TRILOGY OF LIFE (1971-1974), I tend to be a little heedful to wade into his canon, so not until vaguely 6 years after, I find a chance to watch his another work of indecipherable philosophy, THEOREM, which is introduced by a wobbly-shot interview in front of a factory and then segues with a silent canto under sepia tint, flickeringly introduces the family members of the story to be told. The father (Girotti) is the factory owner, with his wife (Mangano), daughter (Wiazemsky), son (Soublette) and the maid (Betty) lives in a stately mansion, one day, arrives a young visitor (Stamp), whose occult charisma and amiable endowment are too glaring to resist, and one after another he seduces all the family members (starts with the maid and ends with the patriarch), then he leaves, but his benedictory actions precipitate the ripple effects which alter everyone's mindset. The maid suddenly acquires an ability to cure and even conducts Ascension-like behavior; the daughter suffers from lovesickness and the son gets burgeoning inspiration for his art but also feels being enfettered; the matriarch constantly scouts out young boys for carnal pleasure and the patriarch starts to haunt himself with utter nudism. It's hard to conceive what's behind all these esoteric metaphysics after just watched the film once, but it is hardly an engaging one to invite revisiting. To dissect a Pasolini's film, its religious overtones are the elephant in the room, is Stamp the God himself or a godsend messenger to endow this quintet with his pansexuality? Another contentious part is how to read the aftermath? Among those five people, only the maid belongs to a lower class, but it is her, seems to possess a supernatural gift eventually, while the bourgeois family is entrapped in respective shackles and the ending shows no way out for any of them. It can be interpreted as a lash on the decaying middle class, only the poor and the proletarians are the beneficiaries from God's gift. Morricone's accompanying score alters from eerie ambient to rich concerto, plus Mozart's Requiem, stratifies the film's mythical layers of causes and effects. Stamp's sex appeal has been magnified to the maximum with a contentious camera faithfully captures his congeniality and deadly smile. Betty is a standout among the receivers, gives an intent thousand-yard stare in her hallowed supremacy. By comparison bigger names like Mangano and Girotti never fully register too much into their slightly hollow revelations, maybe it is all intentionally disposed, and Pasolini remains to be an ineffaceable enigma to me.