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Postmodern Critic - March 2008

My thoughts on Eastern Promises

March 31st 2008 13:05
Could you talk about the violence [in Eastern Promises]?

- David Cronenberg, interrupting himself whilst on discussing the relationships in the film.

I won’t be talking about the violence - there are enough reviews and analyses that do that. I’m here to discuss the things I actually found interesting, and the moody, gritty realism of the piece or its dependence on blood for a story-point don’t hold my attention longer than it takes to disdain them and hope for something better to fill their place. I’m in no way interested in stomaching everything that this movie has to offer, and will happily celebrate my schizophrenic approach to it.


Anyway, so… I don’t think I’ve mentioned it before, but I love it when actors take on characters that require them to alter their accent. I think it’s very interesting to observe this exchange of cultures – it says a lot about the actor’s native culture as well as the culture they are trying to take on. Speech is just another part of body language, if you like (body language just an extension of lingual mechanics), and appropriating different modes of speaking leads to a different state of mind. Speech deconstructs gestures, facial expressions and body movements, like the melody works off the drums and bass in a song. Performances are often not just nationally confined, but vary from region to region. When speaking in a way you aren’t accustomed to for an extended period of time you need to pronounce certain actions and marginalise others, rework your instincts and create a new for of 'natural'. I think an accent is often made more interesting when spoken by someone to whom it is not native, as they bring out different notes in the speech, unprecedented undertones and fiddle around with how it affects the rest of their demeanour in a way that defies the norm.


I had Eastern Promises on my radar since its presence was announced on imdb.com, since two of my favourite actors, Viggo Mortensen and Naomi Watts, were to be involved. Luckily for me, they were both adopting a new accent for their roles. While Naomi has links to England, having been born there, she has an Australian accent, so there was a coach on the set to assist her… I think I can still pick up a bit of Australianness in Naomi’s accent, but it does sound predominantly English, so well done. As for American and multi-lingual Viggo (he speaks Spanish and Danish fluently and is good at Italian, French, Swedish and Norwegian), he had to speak in Russian, Ukranian and take on a Russian-influenced English accent. Apart from some slight emphasis issues, I think he is brilliant in his role. He traveled to Russia before the shoot and would listen to audio of Russian in his spare time, and he even picked it up by the end of all this training. I do, however, take issue with his detachment. Russian people tend to be pretty all-or-nothing. Also, he cannot completely mask his inner mildness. He may put out cigarettes with his tongue and swill drinks, but when he delicately raises a thin eyebrow or slightly tilts his head, the subtlety floods his performance and I think of Viggo the artist, poet, painter and publisher.

I highly enjoyed the kiss between the two, a memorably tender exchange despite the fear and brutality that permeate the film.



But for me the most complicated relationship in the film, erotic and otherwise, was the one between Kirill (played by Vincent Cassel) and Nikolai. One of the most interesting things about it is that Kirill’s attraction to Nikolai, and his refusal to acknowledge it, are in the script. When he forces Nikolai to have a sexual exchange with one of the sex slaves in their private domain, it’s ‘lust and drunken jealousy’ that he is experiencing as he watches on. When Nikolai and Anna approach him in his final scene, he ‘stares at the man he loves’. As my friend Debra phrased it, the gay content is not actually subtext this time. It’s all on the surface, if you’re perceptive enough to pick up on it. Not that I haven’t seen representations of gay men before (there are many, if not enough for my satisfaction), but it’s a rare movie that explores Russian homosexuality, or homosexuality in mafia members. This one does both, so I can forgive it for providing cinematic history with yet another villainous gay person. I had almost forgotten about that subculture of men who are so infatuated with hate that it rules their lives.

Nikolai turning on the charm - note how the lighting is darker here than it is above with Anna, though it's part of the same scene


According to David Cronenberg, Vincent Cassel initially approached Viggo’s Nikolai as more of a father figure, but as they created the characters, the dynamic turned out more flirty. David also finds that Nikolai’s affection towards Kirill could either be genuine or put on. Viggo does a wonderful job of representing someone who is not afraid of practicing the art of manipulative seduction, despite (or perhaps because of?) what he is feeling. The actor has commented that he thoroughly understands Nikolai’s motivations (overall), but he’s not going to share any of his insights into him with the audience. The dynamic between the two characters left me thinking about what would happen between them in the future. How far Kirill would let himself experience his attraction, and on what level Nikolai would indulge his volatile partner-in-'law''s secret desires so as to earn greater mastery over him?

I’ve found some good fan fiction on the Nikolai/Kirill pairing, if you're interested.

Updated: Here is a more in-depth analysis of the treatment of Kirill's sexuality than mine.

Updated further: I was reading posts on Viggo-Works and one very astute reader described the way Nikolai addressed Kirill in the scene depicted above as 'father to son, brother to brother, lover to lover'. I think this represents the multitude of roles Nikolai assumes in Kirill's life, his need to all-encompassing to him. It makes me think about relationships in Eastern Europe, where people often do not find fulfilling relationships in their families, and often one person is seen as the substitute for those kinds of relationships. The heterogeneity of the bond makes it a very powerful, tenacious one. As someone else on the forums pointed out, the two characters contrast each other very well, with Kirill being explosive, out of control and unaware, while Nikolai keeps his emotions tightly under wraps, is always in control and is able to manipulate everyone around him due to his insight into human psychology.
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Yesterday was my third and last day at Chemgold... good riddance!
Apparently my wax pulling wasn't desirable enough for them to want me to stay. This process consists of placing a mould up to a wax filling machine, waiting for it to set, then eliminating any imperfections like air bubbles, shrinkage, or trying the mould again with powder and/or a different pressure for the wax. The blue, yellow or orange wax models were then taken downstairs, where the jewellery was made based on them.
Jolly, whose English was quite frankly inadequate for training purposes, introduced me to the process. She seemed free of the impulse to be friendly, and made a habit of invading my personal space every time I asked her for assistance. The rest of the workers barely spoke to me, and as for my boss, I could count the number of things he said to me on the fingers of my hand.
I took an instant dislike to him as he didn't smile when introducing himself, and queried me as to what was wrong when I smiled at him in greeting a bit later. He had the irritating habit of trying to make everything he'd say sound quotable and absolute, in a thick Aussie accent. He would swear in the workplace, take on a demanding tone with his employees and described himself as 'bad'. He didn't even have the intregrity to tell me that my services would no longer be required - I found out from Manpower, my employment agency, that there would be no need for me to come back the next day after my working day was finished. Heck, he didn't even say goodbye or wish me luck yesterday. This strikes me as cowardly and unscrupulous.
Basically, I'm glad I'm no longer working for them, and if they hadn't dismissed me I would have quit today.

So what's on the job horizon for me? I went to an interview with Magnolia Silver Jewellery yesterday evening, and I thought it went quite well, but I'm going to have to wait for 2 weeks before I hear from them. Manpower is now going to look for administration jobs for me, which I'm a little squeamish about. Can I actually handle that kind of environment?
Also, the Gay and Lesbian Rights Lobby has a part-time job opening, which I'm going to look into today, and I'm keeping my eyes open for any job vacancies in my area.



In the meantime, I got to sleep in today, and I can proclaim 'Down with The Man! Down with The System!' all I want. But of course, I'm not an anarchist... I'm a postmodernist (in case you, um, haven't noticed).

If I continue to get these kinds of jobs which don't require a lot of brainpower my guess is that I'll work for about a week at each before I quit and pursue another one. This way I can save up to go wherever I like without having to worry about commitment. (Though I liked the Magnolia ppl and if I get that job I would be willing to try to work for a longer period of time.)
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It all happened so fast... I called up Manpower, an employment agency yesterday, and they told me they had a job for a person with good eye-hand co-ordination, which I told them I had. And so today, after being inundated with forms for two hours, I emerged with the contact details for my brand new jewellery-making job! I'm starting work this Monday, from 7:30am-3:30pm in Chippendale, and the rate is $19/hr!
Here's the website for Chemgold, if you're interested: Really Long Link
They have some really nice stuff, like this piece below:

Apparently Larry, the boss, wanted someone who was sweet, committed, and fit in with his existing team of about five people. There have been a few people who tried the job that just weren't suitable, so Natalie at Manpower and Larry are hoping that I will be the person they're looking for. I'm to ask for a Chinese woman called Jolly when I get there in two days' time. It looks like she will train me.
The funny thing is, the O'Connor Street location is on the corner of Abercrombie St, which is where Resistance have made their home! If I feel like it, I can drop in one day and see what they're doing... good old misguided but well-meaning Resistance... the rainbow spectrum of activist groups wouldn't be the same without them.
I wonder what my co-workers will be like.
Apparently one of the ways Natalie identified that I was right for the job was that I played guitar, so I would be good with my hands. I do like doing delicate, sophisticated, intricate work. I'm not sure to what extent you control the tools you're given, and I'm looking forward to finding out!
Adieu for now my darlings~
P.S. I can't believe I have a job!
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I tried to go back, but it was futile... I just couldn't deal with the sun-drenched students in their casual garb lugging themselves about campus, or the delapidating Fisher library or the construction, or getting to the city and having to breathe the air there. More than that, I couldn't deal with the air of intellectual stagnancy that accompanied all of these sites. So I'm done being a student. In Australia, at least. I know I've said it before, but I will not subject myself to another Australian tertiary institution. Hopefully the next time I think about studying it will be at the U of California, U of East Anglia, or U of East London. Though I can see myself teaching English overseas for a long time right now...
Yes, I've decided that TEFL is the way to go again... but where will I start out? Getting to and residing in Europe or Japan is quite costly, though these are my ideal working locations. Otherise, I can try China, or even Thailand, even though I'm not as keen on either. China is a bit scary with its human rights abuses, and Thailand is really impoverished. Both can get intolerably hot, and, in China, unbearably cold too. The thing is, I may be able to get to China quite easily if I am able to go to the Olympics with my dad's money this July... that would be a positive thing.
At any rate, before I can hop overseas I need to put up with whatever job I can find here, in Sydney, and it's not going to be pretty. There are reasons why I have refused to work in Australia before. I'll have to do it, though, out of necessity, as much as I'm enjoying lying around and being on the internet all day. I'm meeting with my work advisor tomorrow (well, later today) and she should help me trundle off in the right direction


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Why I'm NOT Leaving Uni

March 7th 2008 11:47
Because getting a job like working in a pub sucks. And it won't suck any less in the UK.

Because I'd prefer to drop down to part-time so that my parents don't kill me, and work on my book instead of toiling away at a low-income earning occupation


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First things first: Enjoy these photos from the 2008 Sydney Mardi Gras:

Two of our three drag queens: Andrew Rose and Michael Deahm

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And a Happy Mardi Gras it was...

March 2nd 2008 11:47
The excitement began when my bus started entering the city area... I could see people with golden costumes posing for photographs, people with bright wigs walking about and several floats on their way to their designated spot. Did you know that Pump, the bottled water company, had a float in the parade? I saw the truck for it on the way... Sadly, I didn't take any photographs of the events, but I thought it would be fun to write about them, test my skills without the help of visual aids.
I got off on Elizabeth Street and walked back to McDonalds to buy something inexensive for dinner. There were still queues even though it was 5:15pm, so either that place is very popular, there was an influx of people in the area for Mardi Gras, or both!
I noticed an Asian man decked out in opaque rose sequins and a large green wire headpiece which stuck out for 30 cms on each side of his head posing for multiple photos near Starbucks, and stopped to admire his costume for a little. He chatted to a man with a large black headpiece that looked like a flower pot with stalks emerging from the base. They were drawing quite a crowd, mostly of Asian onlookers. I giggled a bit to myself


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