Bliss
August 5th 2010 03:22
Australian director Ray Lawrence made a significant impact when his adaptation of Peter Carey’s award-winning novel, Bliss, was released in 1985. It’s screening at the Cannes film festival was disastrous with major walkouts. Lawrence subsequently re-edited the movie, cutting out twenty-odd minutes. The theatrical release went on to win several AFI awards, but it polarised audiences. In twenty-five years since it’s garnered a modest cult following and is considered an Australian classic, if perhaps a rather difficult one to digest.
Harry Joy (Barry Otto in a career performance) seems to have it all; his loving family consists of wife Bettina (Lynette Curran), son David (Miles Buchanan), and daughter Lucy (Gia Carides). He runs a successful advertising agency with partner Joel (Jeff Truman), and his family live in a large beautiful home on the fringes of Sydney. But fate is about to deal Harry a rather cruel blow. He has a heart-attack on his front lawn and is clinically dead for four minutes. When his soul returns to his body and he’s undergone a bypass operation Harry’s life is far from normal.
He begins to experience nightmarish visions of doom and horror (stitches popping and cockroaches climbing out of his chest wound). He becomes convinced he has either gone stark raving mad, or he’s now living in Hell. His paranoia escalates and he starts spying on his family only to discover his son is dealing drugs and buying sexual favours from his daughter, his business partner is having a torrid affair with his wife. It doesn’t help matters when one of his work colleagues Alex (Tim Robertson) reveals reports that highlight all the products that cause cancer, including Sucrose.
Harry fires all the clients whom be believes are doing the world in, regardless of the financial loss to the company. He moves out of his home and into a hotel suite and meets a prostitute called Honey Barbara (Helen Jones), an alternative-living angel from the forest, who might just save him. But Harry scuttles everything when he’s committed to an insane asylum.
Bliss has to be one of the strangest mainstream Australian movies ever made. It’s a satire dressed as a surrealist fable, a love story disguised as an existential nightmare. It reminded me a little of Emir Kusturica’s Black Cat, White Cat - the story of a dysfunctional family filmed with surreal references - only without the brilliant visual style or exotic cultural touches. That’s a tenuous comparison I know, but there’s definitely something similar there.
Barry Otto commands the movie (he’s in most scenes) and he should have won AFI best actor. It’s curious that the majority of the other actors, apart from Lynette Curran, Gia Carides, and Otto, have since almost completely vanished from the Australian screen. Saskia Post makes a very brief appearance at movie’s end as Harry’s new daughter, and there’s a young-looking John Doyle (Roy Slaven) playing a doctor. My favourite role though is the stoned matre’d Aldo played by Jon Ewing.
Lawrence and Carey (who co-scripted the adaptation) both had a background in advertising and struck up a friendship which lead to them collaborating on two screenplays prior to working on Bliss, and the movie feels very much a metaphorical attack and defence heavily laced with irony. Disturbingly the movie feels like an advertisement for cigarette smoking, as almost ever character smokes!
But I have problems with the way Lawrence directs; frustratingly he chooses to cover each scene with a modicum of camera angles, often refusing to allow a reaction shot from an actor when it’s demanded. I also didn’t like the overall aesthetic of the movie, but that is more an indication of the time it was made: the mid-80s. No one is attractive in the movie, even olive-skinned supposed beauty Honey Barbara, in her pudding bowl haircut talking with a deep, broad Aussie twang. That’s a quibble, I know, but it stuck out like a sore thumb watching it for the first time in many years.
I’m not denying Bliss was ahead of its time in the way it was abandoning the historical realism of the 1970s and embracing the more adventurous style that would emerge in the 1990s. And that’s not to say that Lawrence doesn’t employ some terrific visual touches from time to time; the two most obvious are the extraordinary floating shot leaving Harry’s body at the beginning, and again up through the canopy at movie’s end. The special effects make-up work courtesy of Aussie legend Bob McCarron is excellent and the score is strong, especially during the end credits.
The differences between the theatrical version and the director’s cut (essentially the Cannes cut, which surfaced on DVD in 2001) are a few scenes including a lengthy monologue (story) Harry relates at the police station, and a couple of scenes discussing food with Honey and Harry’s kids, but none of these are overly important to the movie as a whole, instead they slow the pace considerably, making the movie feel a bit arduous.
Still, Bliss is without a doubt an important and curious movie, albeit an acquired taste, like raw sardines. If you’ve seen the movie, you’ll know what I mean.
Here's the US trailer:
Bliss DVD (2-disc - incl. theatrical & director's cuts, plus commentaries) is courtesy of Umbrella Entertainment, many thanks!
Harry Joy (Barry Otto in a career performance) seems to have it all; his loving family consists of wife Bettina (Lynette Curran), son David (Miles Buchanan), and daughter Lucy (Gia Carides). He runs a successful advertising agency with partner Joel (Jeff Truman), and his family live in a large beautiful home on the fringes of Sydney. But fate is about to deal Harry a rather cruel blow. He has a heart-attack on his front lawn and is clinically dead for four minutes. When his soul returns to his body and he’s undergone a bypass operation Harry’s life is far from normal.
He begins to experience nightmarish visions of doom and horror (stitches popping and cockroaches climbing out of his chest wound). He becomes convinced he has either gone stark raving mad, or he’s now living in Hell. His paranoia escalates and he starts spying on his family only to discover his son is dealing drugs and buying sexual favours from his daughter, his business partner is having a torrid affair with his wife. It doesn’t help matters when one of his work colleagues Alex (Tim Robertson) reveals reports that highlight all the products that cause cancer, including Sucrose.
Harry fires all the clients whom be believes are doing the world in, regardless of the financial loss to the company. He moves out of his home and into a hotel suite and meets a prostitute called Honey Barbara (Helen Jones), an alternative-living angel from the forest, who might just save him. But Harry scuttles everything when he’s committed to an insane asylum.
Bliss has to be one of the strangest mainstream Australian movies ever made. It’s a satire dressed as a surrealist fable, a love story disguised as an existential nightmare. It reminded me a little of Emir Kusturica’s Black Cat, White Cat - the story of a dysfunctional family filmed with surreal references - only without the brilliant visual style or exotic cultural touches. That’s a tenuous comparison I know, but there’s definitely something similar there.
Barry Otto commands the movie (he’s in most scenes) and he should have won AFI best actor. It’s curious that the majority of the other actors, apart from Lynette Curran, Gia Carides, and Otto, have since almost completely vanished from the Australian screen. Saskia Post makes a very brief appearance at movie’s end as Harry’s new daughter, and there’s a young-looking John Doyle (Roy Slaven) playing a doctor. My favourite role though is the stoned matre’d Aldo played by Jon Ewing.
Lawrence and Carey (who co-scripted the adaptation) both had a background in advertising and struck up a friendship which lead to them collaborating on two screenplays prior to working on Bliss, and the movie feels very much a metaphorical attack and defence heavily laced with irony. Disturbingly the movie feels like an advertisement for cigarette smoking, as almost ever character smokes!
But I have problems with the way Lawrence directs; frustratingly he chooses to cover each scene with a modicum of camera angles, often refusing to allow a reaction shot from an actor when it’s demanded. I also didn’t like the overall aesthetic of the movie, but that is more an indication of the time it was made: the mid-80s. No one is attractive in the movie, even olive-skinned supposed beauty Honey Barbara, in her pudding bowl haircut talking with a deep, broad Aussie twang. That’s a quibble, I know, but it stuck out like a sore thumb watching it for the first time in many years.
I’m not denying Bliss was ahead of its time in the way it was abandoning the historical realism of the 1970s and embracing the more adventurous style that would emerge in the 1990s. And that’s not to say that Lawrence doesn’t employ some terrific visual touches from time to time; the two most obvious are the extraordinary floating shot leaving Harry’s body at the beginning, and again up through the canopy at movie’s end. The special effects make-up work courtesy of Aussie legend Bob McCarron is excellent and the score is strong, especially during the end credits.
The differences between the theatrical version and the director’s cut (essentially the Cannes cut, which surfaced on DVD in 2001) are a few scenes including a lengthy monologue (story) Harry relates at the police station, and a couple of scenes discussing food with Honey and Harry’s kids, but none of these are overly important to the movie as a whole, instead they slow the pace considerably, making the movie feel a bit arduous.
Still, Bliss is without a doubt an important and curious movie, albeit an acquired taste, like raw sardines. If you’ve seen the movie, you’ll know what I mean.
Here's the US trailer:
Bliss DVD (2-disc - incl. theatrical & director's cuts, plus commentaries) is courtesy of Umbrella Entertainment, many thanks!
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