A film review by
Sara Scherion
Ellie Parker
is a one 100 minute hand-held DV catharsis about the challenge of being
an actor with a murky future and an even more obscure present.
Used
every way she can be, Ellie struggles through demeaning auditions, bad
relationships and idiotic acting classes all for the sake of her
ever-diminishing art.
A tormented
believer in method acting, Ellie battles her best friend Sam about
process and the battle results in a fully self-aware, and fabulously
ridiculous, contest for tears. The melodrama of Ellie's work and the
life that bleeds into it is fantastic in its absurdity. One can hardly
overcome embarrassment for her. Incompetent at living her life, she
seems only able to play act, and she doesn't quite have a handle on
that either.
A character with
little ground beneath her feet, Ellie is tested extensively, and the
environment in which she surrounds herself is lousy with potential
confrontation. As a reflection of the narrative challenges of the film,
the aesthetic (if I can call it that) feels arbitrary. Camera
placements are easy to question and close camera work seldom looks
logically motivated. While the script is littered with bits of insight
as well as catharsis about the caustic craft of acting Ellie Parker seeks less to tell a story than to explore an idea.
Accepted
as a short to Sundance in 2001, you can occasionally sense that the
film's been "extended". That old adage that all you need is a camera
and a good story is tested with Ellie Parker. If it's true that
all you need is a camera and a good story, then why aren't all well
written independent films quality products? Ellie Parker offers
a strange answer to this question in the penultimate scene. Ellie, goes
to a call back and is auditioned by a pack of drunk and medicated
European Producers talking about how their film will not be Hollywood: It will be "art".
In response, Ellie seems unable to access the life trauma that feeds
her method. These producers confirm the artifice Ellie has been
struggling to produce is self-indulgent and narcissistic. At this same
point, the seemingly random cinematography and editing, mirrors this
conclusion. When, at the beginning of the film, the aesthetics appeared
to be some comment upon the natural state of people and performance,
given time, we find out it's simply unmotivated. Slowly, we see the
camera work is a product of necessity (i.e. the camera's close because
there's no room for the camera operator). And though that asks some to
exercise tolerance (particularly for the sea sick) it finally produces
a parallel to the plotline at large. This anti-aesthetic has a purpose.
Still, it is questionable if the purpose was a deliberate one.
Though
the film is lacking in some areas, the central theme of identity is
alone in a context of personal insecurities and make-believe, and that
is a statement in itself. If the filmmakers and the characters were
complicit in the plight of Ellie Parker, Ellie's status as abject would
hardly be as successful. The audience's own sense of humor and
consequence is required for the viewing of the film: when we laugh, we
laugh at the characters, which requires us to keep our own values in
check. And as Ellie is on such shaky ground we really do need to keep
our bearings, because following around an actress is dodgy business.
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