Life at sea in Leviathan. |
««« Leviathan. Written and directed by Lucien
Castaing-Taylor & Verena
Paravel. Available on Netflix.
The
only thing our media tends to romanticize more than love is work. The face of Helen of Troy may have
launched a thousand ships, but Miller Time has launched ten thousand beer
commercials. So we approach Leviathan---Lucien
Castaing-Taylor and Verena
Paravel's
experimental film about working life aboard a north Atlantic fishing boat—with
a certain set of expectations.
What
this film actually offers lies in a different universe entirely. There is no
narration, and no musical cues beyond what the fishermen themselves play on
their radios. Eschewing conventional equipment, the filmmakers shoot with
compact GoPro cameras, hanging them from the workers' jackets, suspending them
from lines, dunking them underwater, dragging them through vats of dying fish.
In addition to being cheap, these cameras can be turned to such versatile uses
they provide almost a God's eye view of their subject—a cut-rate panopticon.
The
result is an overwhelmingly sensual experience. We hear the wind screaming
through the chains, and a cacophony of clanging equipment. Hooded figures
glower like malevolent monks in the gloom. The boat's scuppers paint the sea
with fish blood, and gulls hover and dive for scraps. Fish, eyes bulging and
gills yawning, hang on in some twilight state between life and death. As the GoPros
flit in and around, the whole thing might be taken for an out-of-body
experience for the "catch"—but just as well for the boat itself.
Belching
smoke and offal, the trawler comes off as some kind of death-dealing anti-Ark. Certainly,
Leviathan paints a far different picture
from typical commercial images of seafood, landing bloodless and breaded on
plates at Red Lobster. Yet the filmmakers are not interested in anything so obvious as an exposé
on industrial fishing. Castaing-Taylor and Paravel run a media lab at Harvard called the
"Sensory Ethnography Lab", a name that consciously evokes an
anthropological tradition of "participant observation". To do
ethnography is to watch and listen, but not to judge—at least in theory. And indeed, along with the
names of the fishermen, the ethnographers credit the other
"informants" in their film, including Asterias vulgaris (a starfish), Callinectes
sapidus (blue crab), and yes, even Fulmarus
glacialis (a sea bird).
Like
many of its stars, the film seems a bit undercooked. Though evocative, the
images are sometimes unreadable, which wastes time. Fishermen at work can be
a chatty bunch, but the cameras in their
faces here appear to have silenced them. But there's no question Leviathan is a powerful and unique
experience.
© 2014 Nicholas Nicastro
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