Dysfunctional world
By Morris Dean
[The reviewer is on vacation. His review below appeared originally on August 18, 2007.]
Thursday night [August 16, 2007] we finally watched the movie Babel (2006: Alejandro González Iñárritu) [From the Internet Movie Database: "Tragedy strikes a married couple – played by Brad Pitt & Cate Blanchett – on vacation in the Moroccan desert, touching off an interlocking story involving four different families.]
Wow, what a profound film, utterly engrossing. Its 135 minutes seemed only about as long as Woody Allen’s perfect 87. Director Iñárritu seems to be saying that however compartmentalized and divergent peoples may be by their languages, cultures, and belief systems, they are nevertheless extremely interdependent, at least in the sense that a random act in one place can have huge consequences for individuals in others.
My first thought on the title, relative to the Biblical Tower of Babel, was that it’s intended ironically, showing that contrary to the non-communication implied by the story in Chapter 11 of Genesis, everyone is nevertheless very closely linked. But if the title was meant ironically, I’m not sure that it works, for the “link” portrayed in “Babel” is rather dysfunctional, and the point of the Genesis story seems to be that the divisions among people prevent them from coming together constructively. On that reading, it appears that the movie’s title isn’t ironic at all but rather functions as a label to describe our dysfunctional world, in which the primary connection among disparate people is destructive, tragic.
My friend Ed commented that he “enjoyed the movie, but the odds of that many things’ happening, because of one rifle...well, I feel the writer entertained us, but in order to do so, we had to believe in the improbable...I was entertained, but not enlightened.”
Ed made me realize that I’d been assuming that because the particular matrix depicted in the movie seemed so plausible, then “that sort of thing” must be happening “all of the time.” I’m still inclined to think so, but I’d feel more confident of it if I could think of some examples.
I wonder whether an incident that my manager at IBM told me about almost forty years ago might qualify. He was commuting to work by train one morning when the train struck a section of rail that was lying on the track and the end of the rail swung up, smashed through a window, and decapitated the woman sitting in front of him. (My manager had barely recovered his composure by the time he described the incident.)
All that’s needed for an “international” connection of the sort used in Babel would be for the workman presumably responsible for the rail’s lying on the track to have been an immigrant and to have just received horrible news from back home (maybe somewhere in Asia or Africa or South America) that distracted him...the way a phone call early in Babel sets in motion the Mexican sequences of the film. If you who are reading this can supply other possible examples, please be so kind as to tell me about them in a comment.
Another thing that struck me about the story told by Babel is the crucial role that Iñárritu seems to assign to human stupidity. The father’s handing the aforementioned rifle to his children to go shoot jackals with….The young Mexican (played by Gael García Bernal)’s irresponsibility in trying to drive the children back to San Diego….That young Japanese girl’s perilously wanton sexual behavior, utterly naive as to the provocation she was offering….Indeed, the arrogant stupidity of the American tourists blithely assuming—apparently because they’re Americans—that they’re impervious to mischance. I too have behaved stupidly and can only wonder at how narrowly I may have escaped much more unforgiving consequences than the ones I actually experienced.
Note: An excerpt from this review can be seen at IMDb.com’s entry for Babel. The Internet Movie Database welcomes reviews, so you might consider sharing there your own reactions to movies you watch. IMDb.com even lets you edit your review after you’ve posted it.
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Copyright © 2007/2014 by Morris Dean
By Morris Dean
[The reviewer is on vacation. His review below appeared originally on August 18, 2007.]
Thursday night [August 16, 2007] we finally watched the movie Babel (2006: Alejandro González Iñárritu) [From the Internet Movie Database: "Tragedy strikes a married couple – played by Brad Pitt & Cate Blanchett – on vacation in the Moroccan desert, touching off an interlocking story involving four different families.]
Wow, what a profound film, utterly engrossing. Its 135 minutes seemed only about as long as Woody Allen’s perfect 87. Director Iñárritu seems to be saying that however compartmentalized and divergent peoples may be by their languages, cultures, and belief systems, they are nevertheless extremely interdependent, at least in the sense that a random act in one place can have huge consequences for individuals in others.
My first thought on the title, relative to the Biblical Tower of Babel, was that it’s intended ironically, showing that contrary to the non-communication implied by the story in Chapter 11 of Genesis, everyone is nevertheless very closely linked. But if the title was meant ironically, I’m not sure that it works, for the “link” portrayed in “Babel” is rather dysfunctional, and the point of the Genesis story seems to be that the divisions among people prevent them from coming together constructively. On that reading, it appears that the movie’s title isn’t ironic at all but rather functions as a label to describe our dysfunctional world, in which the primary connection among disparate people is destructive, tragic.
My friend Ed commented that he “enjoyed the movie, but the odds of that many things’ happening, because of one rifle...well, I feel the writer entertained us, but in order to do so, we had to believe in the improbable...I was entertained, but not enlightened.”
Ed made me realize that I’d been assuming that because the particular matrix depicted in the movie seemed so plausible, then “that sort of thing” must be happening “all of the time.” I’m still inclined to think so, but I’d feel more confident of it if I could think of some examples.
I wonder whether an incident that my manager at IBM told me about almost forty years ago might qualify. He was commuting to work by train one morning when the train struck a section of rail that was lying on the track and the end of the rail swung up, smashed through a window, and decapitated the woman sitting in front of him. (My manager had barely recovered his composure by the time he described the incident.)
All that’s needed for an “international” connection of the sort used in Babel would be for the workman presumably responsible for the rail’s lying on the track to have been an immigrant and to have just received horrible news from back home (maybe somewhere in Asia or Africa or South America) that distracted him...the way a phone call early in Babel sets in motion the Mexican sequences of the film. If you who are reading this can supply other possible examples, please be so kind as to tell me about them in a comment.
Another thing that struck me about the story told by Babel is the crucial role that Iñárritu seems to assign to human stupidity. The father’s handing the aforementioned rifle to his children to go shoot jackals with….The young Mexican (played by Gael García Bernal)’s irresponsibility in trying to drive the children back to San Diego….That young Japanese girl’s perilously wanton sexual behavior, utterly naive as to the provocation she was offering….Indeed, the arrogant stupidity of the American tourists blithely assuming—apparently because they’re Americans—that they’re impervious to mischance. I too have behaved stupidly and can only wonder at how narrowly I may have escaped much more unforgiving consequences than the ones I actually experienced.
Note: An excerpt from this review can be seen at IMDb.com’s entry for Babel. The Internet Movie Database welcomes reviews, so you might consider sharing there your own reactions to movies you watch. IMDb.com even lets you edit your review after you’ve posted it.
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Copyright © 2007/2014 by Morris Dean
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If you've seen the 2006 film Babel, maybe it's time to see it again, just as the reviewer judged it was high time he review it again.
ReplyDeleteActions, like a stone thrown in the water, ripple across the pond. How many fish swim away from the stone and how many swim toward it is anybody's guess. One thing is for sure, the stone caused more movement than just a ripple on the surface.
ReplyDeleteSomeone has pointed out that Babel might be "chunked in with a series of films connecting disparate events, such as Traffic or Crash (2004, with Don Cheadle)."
ReplyDeleteI agree that a number of films have exploited the "disparate events" idea, but they're usually much more loosely strung together. Babel, best I can remember, really invoked causality, and I think that is what I found profound. It IS profound, the lines of causality that determine our lives. Profound and as pedestrianly everyday as could possibly be. Reality. Anyway, that's my current thought.
Now that I've reviewed the movie a second time (by reprinting my first review), I'll have to watch it again! It'll be interesting to see whether I still find it profound.