Sunday, January 23, 2005

FILM REVIEW: In The Realms Of The Unreal Dir. Jessica Yu

This film explores the life's work of "outsider" artist Henry Darger (1892-1973). Darger was born and died in Chicago IL. He was orfaned at a young age and separated forever from his younger sister when his father was forced by extreme poverty to relinquish both children and move to a poor house, the very same poor house which by an unsettling geometry of fate Henry himself would eventualy inhabit shortly before his own death. This break, and the sudden news (shortly thereafter) of his fathers' death while Henry was just beginning what would become seven years of captivity at an Illinois institution for 'mentally infirm' children that was actually called the "State Farm", was such a formative experience of grief and abandonment that the lonliness and habitual isolation of his later life and his secret creative obsession with defending the purity and innocence of children which fueld his artwork... that only after his death when neighbors unearthed his work could his own story begin to make his volumious works of art only slightly less a surprise.

Henry lived as a "reclusive janitor by day, visionary artist by night, (his) 15,000 page novel details the exploits of the Vivian Girls, seven angelic sisters who lead a rebellion against godless, child-enslaving men"..."IN THE REALMS OF THE UNREAL explores outsider art from the inside. Eschewing expert opinion, it reflects the uniqueness of its subject, employing vivid animation and experimental elements to immerse us in Darger’s world and all its strange beauty."..."Darger lived a virtually friendless existence, but his imaginary life was as exciting and colorful as his real life was tedious. By day, he scrubbed floors, attended Mass, rummaged through garbage cans. By night, he ruled a world in which the forces of innocence and good fought a bloody battle against the forces of treachery and evil." (see above site, 'about the film').

I highly recomend this film.

3 Comments:

Blogger Amanda said...

My favorite part about the film is the different ways people remember Darger-from the pronounciation of his name, to where he sat in church ("He always sat in the front pew" "He was always sitting in the middle" "He only sat in the back of the church")-how do we know what is true about Darger and what's not?

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Anonymous Anonymous said...

how do we know what is true about Darger and what's not?

Perhaps it is all true. There is more than one truth about all of us. I see myself one way. That is my truth. You see me another. That is your truth. I remember being stunned when you described horrible lunches I had packed you as a child. That was your truth. Mine was that I was an idealistic Mom in to natural peanut butter, whole wheat bread and such but was worn down over time by kid's demands. Since you had a big brother, probably he wore me down quite a bit before you started to require a lunch. I recall that whatever went in to my kid's lunches was based on their requests and my attempt to watch out for health as much as possible. (Like juice boxes with actual juice not punch). We each had different truths because we each had different perceptions and memories. I learned that again in conversation with your oldest aunt about our mutual childhood. Her truth and mine were different. We had different perceptions of the same things. We not only remembered things differently, we experienced things differently at the time.
Mom

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