Written and Directed by John Carney.
These days it is
harder and harder for me to create empathy with films, especially with stories
and I hate it. This is the thing I’m supposed to be good at doing, or rather,
what I enjoy the most. My perspective watching Once and now Begin Again,
has to be completely different. Am I this ugly cynic who just watches and
enjoys painful dramas?
Once takes place in Ireland, a European country,
similar to my own. It is easy to create empathy with our protagonists, an Irish
lad and a young Eastern immigrant, young talented musicians working with
something they absolutely love even though they don’t have necessarily the
greatest means to achieve a certain success. Their journey becomes quite
intimate, quite personal and with an inspiring hope necessarily based on love.
They don’t really have much, but they’re just being themselves really.
Begin Again brings
a mixture of success and failure, in certain ways. It takes place in New York,
an utterly rich place in diversity, culture, let alone people from all over the
world. Some have the greatest means, for example, the owner of the Record
Label, played by Mark Ruffalo. Then you also have a musician who had a
tremendous success with its previous work, the soundtrack to a film, and his
girlfriend, also a musician, but simply not known, they’re Gretta and Dave. She
does not go public, so to speak. You immediately think they could be the young
couple from Once.
Like so often in
life, you have someone looking for something and someone who has that
something, but they just don’t know each other, can’t reach each other or so
often don’t have the means to reach for that middle term. Dan, the owner of the
Record Label is the one searching; he searches for something to fulfill his
soul, musically. Gretta, the young musician who isn’t interesting in going
public with her music, and just broke up with his musician beau, is the one
having that something to fulfill someone else’s heart. In this film, they
happen to meet. Dan is able to convince Gretta of producing an album recorded
literally in the streets of New York. And just like that, they record an album.
It’s the American dream! The thing I have a hard time with because the American
dream is a lie. And the music isn’t that special, but that’s another story.
Once and Begin
Again, however, gives us something recognizable and relatable that it is
inherently artistic and that’s an artist’s unrelentlessness to not give value,
in a way, to a determined level of success, and in some cases, even actually
being heard. It just doesn’t matter to them. The notoriety, the money, etc.,
they will do what they love anyway, they will not change their ways. They are
quite ready to be poor. This is how Gretta is, to a certain extent (clearly
without the poor part). She does decide to record the unusual album, but at the
end she also doesn’t care if no one pays her, or better, she has the ability
and power really to not give in to a label, no matter how independent and open
to his artists it might be.
Begin Again means
way more than it actually looks, I think. It not only portrays artists, their
own unrelentlessness to discredit success, but it also portrays the Music
industry and the recording issues of the moment. It is quite sober. Then finally,
it really does the unthinkable.
Let’s all take a
moment now. Let’s all take a moment, because Begin Again is a film where
there’s a female protagonist, or you can also say that is a co-lead with Mark
Rufallo. Even so, Gretta, played by the worth every second on screen Keira
Knigthley, a female, who comes to New York with her solid boyfriend who dumps
her after a cute Asian assistant, is incredibly talented, doesn’t give a fuck
about labels and actually recording for them, who then leaves her boyfriend and
records an album, and at the end of the film, does not choose either of her
male co-protagonists, her boyfriend Adam Levine, nor the record owner Mark
Rufallo. Utterly unprecedented. You seriously cannot believe it and it feels
wonderful. Keira Knightley’s smile at the end is everything. Great end.
I don’t know why
and how, but this film looks like nothing special, a minor Hollywood product
but at the same time, it brings solid insight because it actually tells
something and it is honest. So I had a hard time throughout the film,
convincing myself a young musician playing in the streets and bars is able to
live in New York, even though where he actually lives could probably be the
size of my bedroom.
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