Spanish Film Festival: El 47

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The timing of the Spanish Film Festival could not be better, as Sydney plunges into winter, the warmth of the stories, the sun drenched cinematography, and the hot stories from Spain, are truly what the soul needs.

One of the stand outs of the program is the critically acclaimed, multi award winning film about a humble bus driver in charge of route 47 in Barcelona. Little did I expect to be so emotionally moved by a story about a bus driver! But what Manolo stands for is much more than his job, his bus route or career. He comes from a suburb on the outskirts of Barcelona, where each house was built by hand, brick by brick, by Spanish refugees escaping the impoverished and corrupt Andalusian and Extremaduran communities.

Even though the locals bought the land in the Torre Baro district with their own money, they have lived for years as second class citizens of Barcelona, with barely any access to running water, paved roads or political representation.

When Manolo, driving for the city Transport Services, sees the neighbourhood losing its young people, with his own home beginning to crumble away and his wife begging to move away, he decides on one last act of rebellion. After all other politically correct avenues fail – he decides to hijack his bus and take it up to the suburb which politicians labelled unreachable.

The beautiful subtlety of the main actor tugs on the heart strings as you witness what one man’s act of rebellion can achieve. Too often we are told one ‘man’ cannot achieve anything against the ‘greater machine’ but in this true story, that one man’s act of rebellion changes everything!

I stand with Manolo! I want to hijack my own proverbial bus and make a change for the better.

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Roxy Lane Theatre: At Home With The Sheridans

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Nestled in the affluent leafy western suburbs of Perth a dramedy unfolds between childless couple Mr and Mrs Sheridan, two burglars and Mr Sheridan’s mistress.

Written by Perth playwright, Yvette Wall and directed by Russell Chandler, the Roxy Lane Theatre presents a play that breaks through the superficial exteriors of society which categorises people into classes to reveal characters that perhaps are not so different from one another.

As Chandler puts it “what is the real difference between successful white collar middle aged Western Suburbs dwellers and younger disaffected and troubled youth that have fallen off the tracks?”

When seasoned burglar Jake and his accomplice and first-time home intruder, Marilyn break into the Sheridan’s house, they don’t get very far in their quest to steal when Max Sheridan arrives home early with his mistress Zoe. Unbeknownst to Max and Zoe who are in the living room, Jake and Marilyn are hiding in the master bedroom. It doesn’t take long until the four become acquainted. A brawl between Max and Jake ensues and just when things couldn’t get worse for Max, his wife arrives homes.

The play gives the audience the opportunity to see the different dynamics between the characters and a deeper insight into who they are. In the first scene it’s Jake and Marilyn. Both characters are troubled young souls who got an unfair start to life and haven’t done much to turn their lives around. It is revealed that Marilyn has a young son in foster care and is in an abusive relationship. Underneath Jakes tough exterior he cares for Marilyn and tries multiple times to get her to see that her abusive Paul does not love her.

When Jake and Marilyn are hiding in the bedroom, the audience gets to see the dynamic between Max and Zoe which is funny and playful until Zoe drops a bombshell of secret and shows him a picture that will change his life forever.

The final scene is between Max and his psychologist wife Beth which I’m not sure how realistic their resolution is but it’s fair to say it appears to end well for all five characters.

Out of all the characters, Beth, played with such grace and elegance by Emma Kirby, is the most kind-hearted and likeable. The other actors Michael Hewson, Genevieve Wilson, Chris Harris and Lisa Divall were all convincing in their performances and it was clear to see the stage chemistry between them all.

At Home with the Sheridan is an enjoyable, short and sweet play that takes a light-hearted and humorous approach to societal structures.

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German Film Festival: Mother’s Baby

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Mothers are supposed to feel an instant, unbreakable bond with their newborn child; or at least, that’s what we’re led to believe. Austrian director, Johanna Moder’s new film, Mother’s Baby, bleakly reminds us that this isn’t always the case.

Forty year old music conductor Julia (Marie Leuenberger) and her loving husband, Georg (Hans Löw), desperately want a baby. When nature doesn’t deliver, they seek the help of Dr Vilfort (Claes Bang), a renowned fertility specialist. In Vilfort’s pristine private clinic, Moder introduces early on an axolotl, a strange looking amphibian that catches Julia’s interest but comes to haunt her (and viewers) later in the film.

With Dr Vilfort’s treatment proving successful, Julia and Georg wait expectantly for the birth of their longed for child. Yet the birth is a difficult one. The baby is whisked away by a medical team as soon as it is born. Moder captures Julia and Georg’s muted shock as they are kept in limbo waiting to meet their baby. When Julia finally gets to hold her baby, she seems underwhelmed, even detached from the child. Julia’s struggle to breastfeed only heightens her disappointment. An overly zealous midwife played by Julia Franz Richter doesn’t help as she pushes Julia to bottle feed instead.

Once home, Julia, long used to being in control in her professional life, continues to struggle to bond with her baby. Usually surrounded by music, the weirdly silent baby she has birthed, starts to unnerve her. Is there something wrong with the child or is Julia paranoid? Hans’ instant bond with their son, who Julia persists in referring to as ‘it’, adds to Julia’s distress.

In one particularly tense moment, Hans returns home from work to be greeted by the sight of Julia engrossed in her music, oblivious to her unfed baby. Julia’s sudden identity shift from world class conductor to stay at home mother has hit her hard. Hans fails to understand, reminding Julia as they argue that ‘It’s what we agreed!’. Is Julia’s lack of maternal connection with her baby a tell-tale sign of postpartum depression or is there something more sinister at play?

Increasingly frustrated by Julia’s unexpected reaction to new motherhood even the normally placid Georg starts to doubt his wife’s mental stability. Returning to Dr Vilfort, Julia insists there is something wrong with her baby, demanding answers from the preternaturally cool physician. In what smacks of medical misogyny, Vilfort condescendingly suggests Julia is the problem. We cringe as Georg joins cravenly with the doctor in agreeing that Julia needs help.

Moder’s psychologically chilling story of new motherhood achieves its aim of unnerving its viewers so that they feel vicariously the altered reality of the postpartum phase. Billed as a dark comedy, the film is inconsistent in creating humour; nonetheless, Moder is successful in capturing the absurdity of motherhood in a world which continues to unfairly insist on idealising maternity.

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Shrine: Tell Me A Story

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“Shrine”, presented by Darlington Theatre Players, is a stage play by Tim Winton that explores how people deal with sudden loss, how our hurt can be hidden beneath different emotions and the lasting impact grief can have on our relationships. The play centres on car crash victim, Jack specifically the enduring trauma that is left in the lives of his parents and friends after his death.

All of the cast members fully imbue their character’s internal struggles. Gavin Crane plays Adam Mansfield, the bereft father of Jack, conveying the resolved hopelessness of one-turned-to-drink. His shining moment, “I want him back” possibly the greatest single moment of the show.

Anna Head as Jack’s mother, Mary Mansfield, is clearly a polished performer and her intense, outpourings of grief provide a balanced juxtaposition to Crane’s stoicism – such a shame to not have any interaction between these characters given the prowess of the actors.

The role of Jack’s friend, June is expertly handled by Madelaine Page who lends a dry humour to June’s sense of invisibility. Tom Rankin is cast perfectly as Jack and is effortlessly likable whilst Geordie Bartle and Jack Buckmaster as Will and Ben are almost too believable as the “bad boys”.

Gary Wetherilt embraces selective realism for set design and succeeds in invoking West Australian culture. The beach house perfectly embodies south coast holiday homes and the roadside monument for Jack is adorned with the cross, empty Jim Beam bottles and fake flowers one can still typically see along WA roads to this day. The surfboard pushed out atop a barely concealed trolley on wheels elicited several giggles however perhaps we were all eager for a chortle after nearly ninety minutes of monologues.

With such raw and confronting themes, I was expecting to feel uncomfortable, moved or even sad at times however a great novelist does not a playwright make – the pillars of rising action, climax, dénouement and resolution lacking from this (dramatic) text. The overuse of “telling” the story to the audience becomes boring; so much so that any snippet of conversational dialogue seems positively enthralling. Nevertheless, none of the lassitude I felt lay at the feet of Director, Chris McRae or the Cast who battled to bring the drama to what is more “narrative prose” than “one act play”.

To book tickets to Shrine, please visit https://www.trybooking.com/events/landing/1300971.

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