In college they showed us a birthing movie and warned us it was graphic and that people had passed out before. I had no problem with it. Fast-forward to nine or ten years later. I saw this film and felt very queasy. I also feel Brakhage is exploiting his family by showing the birth of their kid. However, I realize a lot of people like this film and that is fine.
Stan Brakhage chronicled the birth of his own child in this loving and. Powerful avant-garde short that captures the miracle of child birth in all of its raw, messy glory. Rhythmic editing creates the urgency of the underwater birth while sun dappled cinematography suggests its momentous beauty. A true passion piece.
One of the most beautiful homages to giving birth (and therefore women) I've ever seen on film. Endearingly personal and far-reaching. A milestone in experimental-home-made films. It's art, it's film, it's cinema. It moves people. Moved me at least. Love the wet tummy. Visually astonishing. And I love the fact that it was silent. I never felt like a silent film is silent, II could hear the mother's cries and shouts.
Perhaps the graphic childbirth ever filmed and in MY eyes reaffirms my opinion that childbirth is an accepted form of torture. I would never want a person I truly loved to go through this kind of agony. PERIOD.
I thought this film was fantastic. Stan Brakhage takes a subject not many others would consider one of cinematic potential and turns it into something both moving and artistic. It is is captured in such a way that it shows how beautiful creation really is (in both the film and existential aspect).
Oh you know how they say that this is art and how this PRAISES the female body. But let's face it this is perversion at its best. I mean you could very similarly try and film a tomato in this manner and still result in something as horrible as this "film" here.