Perfect Sense (David Mackenzie 2011)What a cool idea for a film. Senses are the way we interact with the world, with eeach other, and taking them away is an excellent way of attempting to reveal things about humanity, and even reflecting on our very nature (it's essentially what Descartes does in
Discourse on the Method after all). It's also quite the filmmaking challenge. As a medium, cinema relies entirely on two senses and can only do its best to evoke the other three, but some do manage it,- at least in the case of touch and smell - I don't think I've ever watched a film that conveyed a sense of taste. Made me hungry, sure, but taste seems like the toughest one to me.
Unfortunately, I feel that Mackenzie completely fails to live up to his premise. He is commited, to a certain extent, and there is an ambition here that I can respect... though I question the choice to leave out touch entirely. One could argue that the film sees touch as the "perfect sense", because it is the one that most intimately connects with this idea of, well, connecting people, and this is a love story after all. Fine, but I was kinda looking forward to what would happen when people lost touch: it would essentially have been the cinematic recreation of Avicenna's
"flying man" experiment, and that would be a fascinating thing for a filmmaker to explore. But now that's just me trying to make the film into something that it isn't, which is probably unfair.
The reason I do want it to be something else, however, is because what it is just doesn't work for me at all. As a commentary on modern society, on alienation, it feels trite, the cinematic equivalent of a fortune cookie. As for the romance... I think Eva Green is simply not very good here ? I'm not sure if it's here or the writing : the "sailor" bit does strikes me as something that may work on paper but not on screen, for example. I think she has some chemistry with McGregor, but this film wants more than that from them: from the direction to the overbearing score, it all screams that this is a transcendental love story that's not about these two characters but about the whole concept of love and connection between humans... and that's a tough bar to clear. I think it has the issue of overtly trying to be universal, but the universal is best achieved through specificity, and what attempts there are at that here are too obviously tied in to the main plot (both having jobs that are very strongly connected to the virus) to ever feel real.
Points for ambition, but none for execution, for me anyway. I can certainly see how this would be a favorite though, it's a big swing and when those hit, they hit hard.