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Slow, Fast, and Inbetween

MAY 23, 2010 by Dan Fox

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As director Apichatpong Weerasethakul takes the Palme d’Or at Cannes this year for
his film Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives it seems like an apt moment
to mention a recent spat that has had certain film critics lobbing handfuls of organic
flapjack at each other across the auditoriums of their local art-house uniplexes.
This critical storm-in-a-teacup began with the April edition of the UK film magazine
Sight and Sound, when editor Nick James took issue with the ‘critical orthodoxy’ of
what is called by some ‘Slow Cinema’. It’s a term that has been applied the work of
directors such as Pedro Costa, Jia Zhang-ke, Carlos Reygadas, Aleksandr Sokurov,
Bela Tarr, Tsai Ming-Liang, and, of course, Weerasethakul; a form of cinema which
critic Jonathan Romney has described as a ‘varied strain of austere minimalist
cinema that has thrived internationally over the past ten years […] a cinema that
downplays event in favour of mood, evocativeness and an intensified sense of
temporality’.

Apichatpong Weerasethakul, Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives, 2010

With the cab driver-esque ‘now, don’t get me wrong or nuffink…’ caveat that he
admires and enjoys ‘a good many’ films of this kind, James goes on to wonder
whether such films ‘are easy to remember and discuss in detail because the details
are so few.’ He writes: ‘the bargain the newer variety of slow films seem to impose
on the viewer is simple: it’s up to you to draw on your stoic patience and the
fascination in your gaze, in case you miss a masterpiece.’ James makes the
argument that in the case of films such as Semi Kaplanoglu’s Honey (which won the
Golden Bear in Berlin this year), ‘there are times, as you watch someone trudge up
yet another woodland path, when you feel an implicit threat: admit you’re bored
and you’re a philistine.’ He contends that ‘such films are passive-aggressive in that
they demand great swathes of our precious time to achieve quite fleeting and
slender aesthetic and political effects’ and tails off with a somewhat non-committal
‘sometimes it’s worth it, sometimes not.’

James’ editorial has particularly upset Harry Tuttle [1], who runs the blog Unspoken
Cinema. Tuttle prefers the working term ‘Contemporary Contemplative Cinema’
(CCC) to ‘Slow Cinema’, and outlines what he considers its salient features to be
here and here. In short, he identifies the trademarks to be ‘plotlessness’,
‘wordlessness’, ‘slowness’ and ‘alienation’.

Tuttle is a fervent fan and vociferous defender of this cinematic aesthetic. ‘Typical.
Misunderstanding CCC. Looking down on art cinema’ begins his heated rebuttle of
James – the first of many, as he gamely takes on other writers who also picked up
on the Sight and Sound editorial (notably, Steven Shaviro and Vadim Rizov). He
lambasts James’ use of the term ‘Slow Cinema’ since it ‘is a mischaracterisation that
induces contempt and caricature. Limiting this cinema to “slowness” is reductive
and superficial. This is precisely because unhappy viewers remain on the surface of
these films that they are unable to obtain any substance from them. [sic]’ Tuttle hits
back at James’ assertion that ‘details are few in these films’: ‘“Details are few” says
he! It’s not because you can hardly fill a half-page with plot points and characters
arc [sic], or because the list of notable features appearing on the screen is short, that
there isn’t anything else there to see. Critics need to learn how to name (and list)
things that are not obvious, to learn to find the content behind the appearance of
emptiness, to learn to understand the depth and complexity in the intervals between
the apparent (nominal) details.’ At one point Tuttle argues that ‘It’s like dismissing
Kasimir Malevich or Yves Klein because there isn’t enough [sic] “details” on the
canvas… sometimes Art is not about WHAT is represented, but about what is NOT
represented, or an abstract reflection on the effect of representational minimalism’.
‘I thought critics assimilated this breakthrough of non-figurative art long time ago!’
he scalds. Tuttle sees James’ editorial as a betrayal: ‘Real film critics giving up on art
… Who is going to defend real culture then?’ he asks, ignoring the question here of
who gets to say what ‘real culture’ is.

Sharon Lockhart, Lunch Break, 2008

If we’re talking about that which is not represented, Tuttle’s spat with James, Rizov,
Shaviro et al is an interesting one partly because of another area of filmmaking that
the row itself ignores. Ideas of duration, non-representation, anti-narrative, and
such like, have been in circulation in film and video art and shown in galleries and
museums since at least the 1960s. Much as I admire Tuttle’s spirited engagement
with his favoured genre of contemporary cinema, nowhere on his timeline of
CCC/Slow Cinema is there anything that represents, for instance, the achievements
of Structural cinema. This is curious, for if ‘plotlessness’, ‘wordlessness’, ‘slowness’
and ‘alienation’ are what he is trying to chronicle, where are Andy Warhol’s Empire,
from 1964, or Michael Snow’s 1967 film Wavelength for example? Nor is there any
acknowledgement of how these multiple strands of experimental cinema history
have fed into the work of artists today. Here are a few examples off the top of my
head. Take Sharon Lockhart’s Lunch Break (2008), a lengthy, single-take tracking
shot of workers at lunch in an ironworks. Lunch Break has been screened at a
number of film festivals, but has not sprung from the ‘default international style’ (as
Shaviro puts it, or as Tuttle prefers, an ‘unorganized transnational aesthetic
convergence’) of CCC/Slow Cinema but has developed by and large with the support
of art galleries and institutions rather than conventional sources of ‘art film’ funding
and circuits of distribution. Or look at the films of Tacita Dean: unabashedly
langorous and ‘contemplative’, and exhibited widely across the world, though, for
whatever reasons, relatively unfamiliar on the repertory ‘art house’ cinema circuit.
And how about Matthew Barney’s ‘Cremaster’ cycle (1994–2002), which is currently
enjoying a high-profile re-run at the IFC cinema in New York? The ‘Cremaster’ films
are extremely long, extremely slow and feature next to no dialogue whatsoever, but,
whether you like their dense symbolism or not, you could hardly say they lack
details, unless you consider vintage cars destroying the lobby of the Chrysler
building and a Victorian satyr burrowing under the Isle of Man to be minor visual
asides. Barney, Dean and Lockhart have all been making work since the early- to
mid-1990s; far longer than the ten years Romney puts on CCC/Slow Cinema.

Tacita Dean, Craneway Event, 2009

The CCC/Slow Cinema disagreement reveals an interesting myopia, one that is

exacerbated by the differing modes of cinema distribution and art exhibitions, and
the beaten paths along which film critics and art critics ply their trades. It suggests a
state of affairs in which you might be familiar with Douglas Gordon’s 24 Hour
Psycho (1993) and Jacques Rivette’s 12 hour-long Out 1 (1971), but for some reason
can’t accommodate the different contexts they come from in the same stream of
critical discussion. James’ fear of being called a philistine, of admitting that a film
that falls into the CCC/Slow Cinema genre is boring, suggests that he’s new to ideas
of duration or silence in filmmaking – something I find pretty hard to believe. (This
cuts both ways: I’ve lost count of the number of artist’s films [2] I’ve seen that have
been lauded for their high quality production values and the fact they use – gasp! –
actors and scripts, as if no one had ever done this before.) It reminds me of anxieties
one hears people voicing about contemporary art: the fear – instilled in them for
whatever reasons of education, background or personal insecurity – that if they say
they don’t like something, they’ll be thought of as culturally ignorant. The flipside of
this is, of course, the fear of being branded pretentious.

In The Guardian newspaper’s coverage of the CCC/Slow Cinema dispute, Danny

Leigh asks ‘is it OK to be a film philistine?’ Framing the discussion along this axis of
philistinism and pretension is frustratingly unhelpful, as it keeps discussion mired
in very basic terms of class and taste, and elitism versus populism, pushing into the
background any other possible forms of analysis of why you think the way a director
has put images and sound together is engaging or not. It foregrounds insecurity; the
critic or viewer’s anxieties over what other people will think of them and their
opinion. Yet Tuttle’s approach doesn’t help either. It interesting to note how at least
two of his definitions of CCC/Slow Cinema are formed in opposition to conventional
formulations of cinema – ‘plotlessness’ as opposed to plot, ‘wordlessness’ as
opposed to dialogue. Why not ‘silence’ rather than ‘wordlessness’ – that is to say,
why not foreground what does exist rather than what it lacks? The danger with
binaries formulated around the absence of something is that, just like the
philistine/pretentious axis, they can hobble the terms of discussion. In this case
such absence pits these CCC/Slow Cinema films against a normative model of
filmmaking, namely ‘Hollywood’, and all that word is conventionally taken to
represent in terms of money, power and cultural hegemony. This can be
disempowering in that not only does it slow the development of a critical vocabulary
specific to the films in question, but it also situates the discussion within just the
same basic elitist-versus-populist framework as philistinism and pretentiousness.
(The reductive term ‘Slow Cinema’ does something similar in that the word ‘slow’
implies that it exists in a kind of ideological opposition to a ‘normal’ or ‘fast’ speed
of cinema – an effect emphasized by its echoes of ‘slow food’ and that movement’s
focus on localism and anti-big business – although the solemn mouthful
‘Contemporary Contemplative Cinema’ is hardly preferable.)

‘Sometimes it’s worth it, sometimes not’: banal though James’ statement may be, I
don’t think his admission that he finds certain aspects of CCC/Slow Cinema to be
frustrating is that troubling. What can be inferred from his editorial is that a certain
approach to filmmaking has its mannerist practitioners; I can’t quite see how one
might leap from that to the conviction that Sight and Sound will from now on be
giving over their pages exclusively to Clash of the Titans and the Iron Man
franchise. The idea that if you criticize some of these CCC/Slow Cinema films you
must therefore be craving all-action blockbuster movies is a little like saying just
because you don’t like pasta you must therefore love dim sum; personally, I love
both, but I wouldn’t want to eat either every day of the week.

1 An homage to this work of genius?

2 In conversation the other night, a friend made an observation about the use of the
prefix ‘artists’’ – as in ‘artists’ film’, ‘artists’ book’, ‘artists’ band’ or ‘artists’ cupcake
recipe’. He pointed out that it acts either as a label denoting exemplary status – ‘this
thing is special and doesn’t follow the usual rules of whatever genre it is working in’
– or an excuse – ‘this thing is actually pretty shonky and uninteresting apart from
the fact an artist made it, but that’s OK because it doesn’t follow the usual rules of
whatever genre it is working in, and because the artist must surely have intended it
to be this way, you should accept it.’

About the author

Dan Fox is senior editor of frieze and is based in New York.

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