Finally, Jay! The best one I've seen of yours. Excellent narration and beautifully painful the allegoric sheep-shearing scene. How to deal with grief and loss. I remember the poet saying: «the art of losing isn't hard to master / though it may look like (write it!) like a disaster.» #Bishop #poems
Random footage put together rarely works (like it did in the case of "Nine Lives"). Majority of Rosenblatt's work I have seen so far seems to be aimed to promote himself. The No. 8 "Advice" section contains the essence of the topic and is powerful. I feel if this short was centered around this portion, it could have been something truly memorable. Far too self-indulgent for my taste.
I liked it but it felt a little bit disjointed and all over the place. I was expecting a story about his brother (which it began with) but then it went off on a bunch of different tangents trying to fit too much in. I loved "No.8 Advice" set to some classical music and a slow mo sheep shearing scene!
I think that Jay Rosenblatt´s psychoanalyst might be not quite efficient. So much time, but the pain is still there, powerful. This film made me think that Rosenblatt is pure filmmaker, he compulsively needs to put his emotions inside films to process them. His jewish view of death reminded me the passion of Walter Benjamin, who also needed to put his emotions inside books -conceptually- to understand or try to.
Precisely composed & shot, & despite Rosenblatt’s brilliance as a confessional filmmaker, the film didn’t, for me, touch the core of what grief is. I, too, have lost a sibling, and came away from the film feeling it was more an anatomy of the stages of grief. The story of his brother is too oblique, it’s not close enough. It seems, rather, as his response to this terrible loss when he was young, a film of guilt.
This is a strangely clinical, literal take on the grief process. For example, the section titled "Depression" was comprised entirely of footage from The Great Depression: poor-looking grown men scrounging for food in the garbage. Likewise, in "Phantom Limb": a man talks about his amputated arm. For a project that stems from such a personal place, it opts for generality over specificity.
The intensity of the personal torrent on this movie has intensified the sense of Rosenblatt's cinematographic precision. The choice and editing of the images is unfaulted. The balance between the sequencing of the phases of loss and the metaphors through which they are expressed are both a work of precision and a challenge to the viewer. A pleasure as it entangles the viewer in the somberness of its subject matter.
Wow, truly powerful stuff. In this, short film director Jay Rosenblatt tells the story of how he experienced the death of his little brother through twelve different chapters, each representing a different aspect of the process of grief. This honestly tugged pretty damn hard at my heart-strings. Out of all his films that have been shown on Mubi lately, this is probably my favorite.