No Mercy for the Rude
There is something delicate, quaint, tactile and hermetic about stop-motion animation. This is true from the glossy work of Henry Selick, to the homey feel of Aardman Studios to the downright creepy work in Rhinoceros Eyes. I can think of nothing more suitable to capture the feeling of a tea party which those same adjectives (if only to add one more: feminine) could be applied. It makes Jan Švankmajer’s Alice a spectacular re-telling of Lewis Carroll’s Adventures in Wonderland.
Christiane Cegavske’s Blood Tea and Red String goes beyond this and takes Alice, who in these types of fairy tales is the bridge into this stranger world—the character we can relate to—right out of the equation. And yet even further, she removes verbal language, opting to tell the story entirely free of dialogue if you exclude the occasional animal-like squawk. The result is an artistically rendered act of world construction and non-verbal storytelling which jumps directly into Cegavske’s subconscious.
This is a place where haughty lace attired albino mice commission the Dwellers in the Oak, fuzzy peasants with beaks, to build them a human doll. The Dweller-family fall in love with their new creation, however, and refuse to give the doll to the mice. They return to them the money instead. The Dwellers plant an egg into the dolls innards before hanging it over their modest tree-home, somewhat Christ-like, with red-string coming out of the hand-holes like blood. Things are peaceful until the devious mice return at night to steal the doll away to their upscale house so they can play a curious game of cards (curious because the cards have no actual images on them, they are completely blank). The dwellers set off on a journey to reclaim their love, encountering unusual creatures, both benevolent and menacing.
If I am long winded and plot specific, it is only because the film is the opposite. Shot over a period of 13 years (the film nonetheless looks consistent throughout), it is immersive in terms of stopping to smell the roses rather than racing to the next narrative turn. If Blood Tea and Red String threatens to be about class struggle, the nature of obsession or even possibly a religious allegory, thankfully it retreats from any sort of commitment. Instead it remains true to the dream-logic the film operates on. For me it was about simply tuning into this mixture of the familiar and the strange. Also rewarding was examining the richness of detail, from the body language of the characters to the subtly absurd sense of humour at play, to the surprisingly rich set-pieces. The amount of mannerisms and character realized even on minor characters is surprising. A spider which both the mice and the Dwellers pay tribute to at one point, is first shown to be imperial and indifferent but eventually moves towards the curiously tragic; this is all accomplished in less than 5 minutes screen time.
One criticism I’ve read (more than once) from festival screenings is that the film would have worked better as a short film rather than a feature. When dealing with a film operating with its own unique logic, the experience has to be immersive. Maybe the film flirts with being distant and cold a times, but it is exactly the right length to allow things to envelope the viewer.
A film which opens with white icing and cockroaches and closes with jewelry makes for a fascinating combination of icky and hermetically sealed. It is most definitely worth the visit to Cegavske’s world if you are willing to stop, look around, and catch her deliciously antiquated vibe.
Cinema Epoch offers up the film in its original full frame presentation. Included on the disc is a stills collection as well as a director commentary accompanied by critic Luke Thompson, although the difference between the two of them (her shy, he attempting to be funny) is so great, it is almost like they are in separate commentaries.
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Reader Comments
Jasper 12/01/2006 @ 2:34am
Wow. Thanks for unearthing this for me. Never heard of it before, but in general, I love stop-motion, so will be sure to pick this up very soon!
Tommie 12/01/2006 @ 3:26am
here is the trailer:
http://christianecegavske.com/BTRS_Movie.html
feral cat 12/01/2006 @ 9:48am
I have wanted to see this for ages, it played the Leeds festival over here, but I couldn’t go. I think I will defiantly have to import this DVD, nice write up Kurt.
Jasper 12/01/2006 @ 10:15am
I wrote a long post easrlier too, but obviously the gremlins got to it, but just wondered who out there is familiar with the work of Ladislaw Starewicz, the Russian who pioneered stop-motion in the 1910s, by animating dead beetles with bits of wire to hold their limbs in place - stunning stuff, especially his film The Mascot, which looks as nightmarish and macabre and non-Disney as this film. There’s a great DVD available in the US entitled The Cameraman’s Revenge & Other Fantastic Tales. Check it out.
Also, for stop-motion fans, UK viewers of a certain age will remember the version of the Finnish children’s tales The Moomins, animated by a Polish animation studio sometime in the 70s - abosultely haunting stuff, and now all out on DVD in a mammoth 7 disk box set containing a full 100 episodes. Anyone else here seen these?
Plague 12/01/2006 @ 10:52am
Starewicz’s work certainly influenced The Bros. Quay, I think they even credit him on one of their comp DVD’s that are out.
I have heard of the Moomins set, yet have not laid eyes on it.
Any more info?
James 12/01/2006 @ 1:33pm
I saw this at the Waterloo Festival / WFAC - fantastic. Their lineup was out of this world this year.
Kurt 12/01/2006 @ 2:50pm
James: I posted an twitch article on that festival, I wish I could have been there this year!
James 12/04/2006 @ 4:25pm
I’m going to hit the pavement for WFAC - they deserve a packed house for every screening, the lineup is so consistently good. I love the way the festival treats its selection like a museum collection. Anybody who’s into animation should check out their website and their past lineups. I talked to some people after the festival, and I can’t believe it’s still such a big secret in Toronto - do people realize what they’re missing?
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