Walang Alaala Ang Mga Paru-paro (2009) (Butterflies Have No Memories)
Lav Diaz
Tagalog/English
The director’s cut of Butterflies Have No Memories (2009) is something of a misnomer. For one, Diaz had to shoot and cut the film so that it didn’t run for a minute more than the one-hour mark. As a result, it feels as if Diaz had one eye on his film and the other on his watch. There are shots that are abruptly drained off their life and some that feel perfunctory. But the film also seems to mark a turning point in Diaz’s outlook towards the Filipino people. Perhaps for the first time, Diaz portrays the common folk (and perhaps a particular social class) as being almost completely responsible for their misery. In Butterflies, an ex-Chief Security Officer at the mines, Mang Pedring (Dante Perez), blames the mining company, which has withdrawn production after protests by the church and activist organizations, for the economic abyss he and his friends are living in. But it is also starkly pointed out to us that, while they were getting benefited by the mining company, these folks did nothing to set up alternate ways of business and earning and, as a result, find themselves foolishly hoping for a past to return, even when such a regression is harmful it is to the collective living on the island. Mang misguidedly plans to reverse time and reinstall the factory by kidnapping the daughter of the owner of the mining company (Lois Goff), who has returned to the island after several years and who calls Mang her second-father. What Mang tries to do overrides personal memory and disregards the fact that it is he who has lived like a moth, inside a cocoon. As, in the final shot, Mang and his friends stand wearing those Morione masks (which bring in the ideas of guilt, remembrance, conscience and redemption – so key to the film), they realize that they’ve gone way too far back in time than they would have liked – right into the moral morass of Ancient Rome.
[Capsule added to The Films of Lav Diaz]
July 25, 2010 at 4:14 pm
Wow, sounds like what we’ve done here in the usa.
Despite that, another film worth viewing.
Funny though, as we view films today, some need to be cut way back (especially blow up/fight scenes) that seem to drone on for no real reason) and some, which this sounds like, that maybe even another 20 -30 minutes might have fleshed out more of the story line.
Ohhh, to be a film editor………
Cheers!
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July 26, 2010 at 7:44 am
Yep. It’s a bit uncomfortable to see scenes being killed because they think that the audience will become impatient. Diaz is surely not that kind of filmmaker, but the festival criterion (short, less than 60 minutes) seems to have prevented him from doing what he exactly wanted.
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July 29, 2010 at 6:17 pm
My apologies for getting over to this vital addition to the Diaz survey so late. Well, despite what you initially observe as artistically compromised due to curious time constraints, the film is nonetheless an indictment against the commoners, who sew the seeds of their own misery. I must say I love that final comparison with the “morass of ancient Rome” to define the degeneration. Brilliant! But again, you’ve peeled off the gauze and examined another complex work by this astounding visionary artist.
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July 29, 2010 at 6:22 pm
Thanks Sam. Have you seen the film? If not, you could ask Allan to attach this along with his next dispatch to you (which happens pretty regularly I presume). He’ll be getting the film in about a week or so.
Cheers!
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July 29, 2010 at 6:20 pm
As to the poll on the right sidebar, I must say I am surprised at the results so far, as I can’t imagine the Coens (who I do like) as remotely in the company of Powell and Pressburger, (whom I voted for) but I suspect you might be in the same camp yourself. Ha!
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July 29, 2010 at 6:24 pm
Sam, I don’t vote here at all!
But as soon as I typed down the Coen brothers’ names, I knew the other names were just formality. As a result, I simply left out The Dardennes, The Brothers Quay and even (gulp!) the Lumieres!
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July 30, 2010 at 4:58 pm
I’ve still to try and see Mr.Diaz’s films and every time you write on his films it’s like someone shouting “come on in the water’s lovely” when you can’t swim.
Anyway, in you, JAFB, he has a most fervent and skilled advocate.
P.S. I was going to ask about the Dardennes not being there – but I’d have to go with Godard and Mieville.
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July 30, 2010 at 6:14 pm
Thanks Stephen. Well, I can only say that it’s high time you took the plunge!
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