“JULIA’S EYES” told through this Journo’s Eyes

Film: Julia’s Eyes (Los Ojos De Julia)

Year: 2010

Director: Guillem Morales

Venue: Prince Charles Cinema, London

Further Info: http://www.princecharlescinema.com/

Cast:

Belén Rueda
Lluís Homar
Clara Segura
Julia Gutiérrez Caba
Francesc Orella
Pablo Derqui
Joan Dalmau
Hèctor Claramunt
Daniel Grao
Boris Ruiz
Víctor Benjumea
Carlos Fabregas
Dani Codina
Òscar Foronda
Laura Barba

Tuesday 17th May

Thanks to a certain mobile phone network which was down pretty much all day (all of South East of England and London, I understand) I was a little furious that I had missed an invitation to attend a double bill of movies this Tuesday evening. I, of course had no idea of this, until the network was back up – and by then, I’d incidentally made plans to go to a lecture at my favourite Korean venue, the Korean Cultural Centre (KCC).

So, I didn’t rush my way over to Trafalgar Square area and instead – still a tad angry – arrived there at 17:48. I proceeded to wander and wonder…was I to hit Starbucks or head to the KCC? Well, I guess Starbucks had already made up my mind. I needed wi-fi and it was conveniently located to the KCC.

Of course, being an avid Twitter user I checked it. At 17:50 I read “…if you wanna see JULIA’S EYES for FREE (as well as The Orphanage), get down here for 18:00 & we’ll do our best to squeeze you in…”

Well, I hesitated, thought about how close I was to Leicester Square and walked up there but sharpishly [not a real word, I guess but what constitutes a real word these days?]

On the way, I thought “well, even if I do miss my chance with these screenings I’ve still got plenty of time to wander ‘back’ down to The Strand and the KCC”.

17:57 – Arrived at The Prince Charles Cinema. It was sounding hopeful although they suggested that it best to come back at 18:20 for a final decision. Time for a non-Starbucks coffee from my old favourite, Caffe Nero….

18:12 – Back at the cinema. All was good and I was in just before 18:30, I believe.

So beginneth a double bill of similar but very differently executed movies.  One Of Quantity and One Of Quantity I would say now, looking back …At this point you may guess which one would fall into which category.

Julia’s Eyes:


blind julia

A Star Pupil...

After a short introduction to a vital character we are introduced to Julia and her husband. But what’s this? Julia seems young enough looking to be this guy’s daughter, not wife! Anyway…

Julia – or should I say ‘ulia, to give it an authentic pronunciation – has developed an almost unique defect with her eyes. And, due to certain interventions her vision comes and goes. Yes, it’s that kind of film – making it predictable in places and more predictable in others.

But, to give it it’s due I was generally rivetted and gripped at times, essentially in the latter half. It’s hard though to take a movie really seriously when we are displayed a film which uses the ‘magician’ technique. What? You’ve never heard of that…ok, that’s because I made it up.

By this I mean, the sort of film and situations where something has ‘allegedly’ (from the central character and therefore protagonist’s point of view) occurred inside her house but when figures of some authority, let’s say police, survey the situation they summise that there’s been no sign of break in or destruction indoors. Whaaat? Are they blind? (no pun intended). You see, by having this in a movie you may as well have someone do something only to say afterwards “What? I’m a magician. Nothing happened here, guv…honest”.

Also, by having a character with a vulnerability, say err the greatness or weakness of the eyesight, you can have anything thrown at the character & dependent on her strength she will sometimes win or sometimes fail. Often it will be fail upon fail until the third act.

A great example here would be where the main character has been told not to exert or push things to hard. But she’s vulnerable, sir… Exactly.

I also smiled to myself when someone who has pretty much witnessed a couple or so deaths, namely suicides in her life, was prescribed sleeping pills [genuinely for assisting with the sleep] – I was internally shouting “ARE YOU CRAZY? DON’T GIVE HER THOSE!!”

Don’t get me wrong, its not all negativity or doom & gloom…No, we have some stunningly dark, dismal shots – by which I mean beautifully filmed – of the city, it’s buildings and the sky.

I had moments of much praise but also ones of despair…so much so that I was actually preferring Hong Kong’s recent offering, “Child’s Eye”  – Link to follow here shortly:

japanese child's eye the

With Child’s Eye indeed it was easy, filled with dodgy (& ‘doggy’) effects and, at the same time had little originality about. OK, so does Julia’s Eyes but it does seem to retrace the same steps, especially when our hero is trapped over and over again. It felt formulaic often. This was a shame because I had indeed liked it in it’s start.

A few classic “Hmmmmmm, No Way” moments:

  • Not only had details [for the sake of the plot, I guess] been deleted from a computer, there is a character who described such a happening as a “computer error” – Now, how many computers delete their own stored material? Often someone – yes a human – has to hit ‘delete’ or erase / file in trash for the computer to start processing, and then finally disposing of.
  • Speaking of ‘disposing of’, and trying my best to not spoil events and certainly not the plot, I must point out one moment. A body is revealed at a certain moment in the film, and although not unrecognisable from when that individual was alive, the camera briefly [and perhaps meant to be artistically] shows us a piece of clothing with a label displaying their name on it…incase we didn’t know.
  • A hand is held out to show a key to a character, but I felt that perhaps this was being too arty. The reason: The way in which the key is displayed. The hand unfolds slowly with a camera shot from above, the slowness of the reveal making me think it didn’t need to be so slow and almost over-dramatic, but was due to the shot. I may be wrong.
  • Unbelievably (perhaps), I guessed correct about the relationship between a mother and their offspring. That’s all I’m saying. I guess it was meant to be a revelation.
  • Finally, if I see one more dream sequence I will scream! I don’t mean to scream at the horror on display but due to the fact that surely we’ve all seem enough of these moments where we are duped [not me, on this occasion…honest] into thinking what is happening is a part of the character’s real life, only to find that individual wake from a dream. Come on…!
hold the rope.....

...blurred vision...

In contrast, a few “Aaaaahhh Yes, Good” moments:

  • Artistically, I like the fact that many characters we are introduced to are only shown from their feet upwards but rarely up to their faces. Think “Tom & Jerry’ – this idea was surely to ‘see’ these people as this occasionally blind woman would see them. She would not necessarily know their faces already and indeed nor would we.
  • Good, but harsh use of a knife. Let’s leave it there 😉
  • And, just when I thought I’d heard the loudest gasp in the auditorium (for the aforementioned knife-trick) we are subjected to something even harsher [in olde times ‘more harsh’ would be a more accepted & grammatical description!] and extremely cringeworthy. OK, I controlled my feelings – am I cold-blooded? No.  Well not compared to the main antagonist in I Saw The Devil, [see here:

https://miniminimovie.com/2011/05/07/i-saw-the-devil-i-saw-the-movie-have-i-seen-it-somewhere-before/]

but there was much gasping-come-moaning-and-oo-ing from this audience.  Justifiably so.

  • *A clever use of a camera, or more aptly it’s flash, is seen in this film…Have we seen this before somewhere? Possibly, but executed well here.

As they say on TV, “that’s almost it from me” but just a couple of thoughts regarding the film and it’s venue. I could leave them in my head, but what good would that do?  So…

A character is later introduced called Lia and I thought it appropriate as she seemed a little untrusting [Lia or Liar!]…& LIA is also the latter part of the name JULIA.

I didn’t mention in my recent, and yet-to-be-published reviews of films at the Terracotta Far East Fil Festival, but the seats here at The Prince Charles Cinema are not only laid out bizarrely they also squeak quite a lot. I don’t mean that they need oiling underneath but more that they are made of a leathery material, perhaps even…oh what’s that stuff called?…errr…Leather!  Anyway, this combined with doors a-noising & people a-toilet-tripping [not to mention the occasional popcorn sound – resist, MiniMini resist!] gave an even more eery feeling than perhaps somewhere else. I even thought something touched me at one point – but no, my luck was not in.

Well, I could go on all night, a bit like this movie double-bill almost felt like but I’ll leave you with this. [Forthcoming pun/s excused, hopefully…but…] As ‘blindly’ as I went in to see this movie (and The Orphanage) it is, in my opinion not a ‘must see’.

In Summary?  Silly, un-Subtle but Stylish.

[The Orphanage review:  http://bit.ly/ots7KR ]

Funny Footnote:

There was a moment in this film, near the end where an emotionally – and ultimately physically – scarred individual screams “Dont look at me! … Don’t look at me!!” and I couldn’t help but think back to The Simpsons and in particular the episode “Fear Of Flying”. Do you know what I mean? Hmmm… Hilarious…

Although, what I’m keen to know is whether that ‘Simpsons’ moment is in reference to a film line itself…? Can anyone shine some light?  Thanks either way.

Marge: I was a little girl…

[flashback to Marge holding Daddy’s hand]

Daddy: Goodbye, Margie. Be a good girl, now. [gets on plane]

Marge: Why does Daddy have to leave?

Mommy: Because he’s a pilot. He flies all over the world.

Marge: I want to see Daddy fly. [runs up plane steps]

Mommy: Margie! No, come back!

[Marge gets inside, looks around]

Marge: Daddy? Daddy, where are —

Daddy: [a steward] So, who wants pre-flight cookie? Fig Newtons?

Hydrox?

Marge: Daddy? Aah!

Daddy: Don’t look at me. Don’t look at me!

— The shameful truth comes out, “Fear of Flying”

With thanks to The Simpsons Archive for the latter.

Link: http://www.snpp.com/

marge dad

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