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ISRAELI CINEMA GOES SWIMMINGLY

 

picture - JellyfishFilm Review

by Kevin Bowen

published July 18, 2008

 

Jellyfish

not rated

in select theaters

 

How do the critics love thee? Let us count the "waves."

 

China. Scandinavia. Iran. Mexico. Korea. Romania.

 

All of these places have, in the past two decades, been termed to have had a "new wave" of emerging filmmaking talent. In truth, the definition now of a "New Wave" is anytime that a group of elite critics stumble across three high-caliber films from the same country. It's a little like stumbling upon a lost Amazonian tribe. What's the big deal? They've been there forever. It's you who hasn't.

 

The up-and-coming wave right now is Israeli, with the recent appearance of features such as The Band's Visit and Cannes award-winner Jellyfish. With Jellyfish, from husband-and-wife writers-turned-directors Shira Geffen and Etgar Keret, the use of the word "wave" is particularly appropriate. Every character in its interlocking stories is portrayed as figuratively "out to sea." (In fact, the frequency of the sea metaphor will leave your head swimming.) The characters move through the picture like our gelatinous transoceanic journey-fish, tossed about on the waves and stranded on the beaches of fate.

 

The film tethers a number of disparate characters to its mast. A depressed young waitress with parent issues. A young girl mentally attached to her innertube who walks in from the sea. A Filipina immigrant caregiver in a death struggle with Hebrew. A finicky bride with a broken foot from a bizarre bathroom escape. A run-ragged groom taking refuge in strangers and orange juice. A mysterious writer lurking in the hotel room upstairs. An actress who plays a wonderful corpse and her unsatisfiable mother. 

 

Tel Aviv life here is seen as unmoored. The characters' existences are bathing in Smuckers. The childhood movies of one person replace their absence for someone else. The poetic sentiments of one character become the suicide note for another. Even the past is merging with the present.

 

picture - JellyfishThere are still bruises on my head from where Jellyfish beat the sea imagery into it. As writers, Geffen and Keret have a tendency to overemphasize symbolism. I think this comes partially from background and perhaps partially from insecurity, because there is very little else holding together its stories. In some ways, the film feels like three or four short films stitched amblingly together. It has the good fortune that all but one of these stories are creative and interesting. (There is a noticeable dip whenever we return to the Filipina's story.)

 

I'm going out on a limb to say that Geffen and Keret are strongly film literate, because the movie reminds me of many. From Almodovar, the fascination with female bonding. From Kieslowski, the multiple stories and the vagaries of fate. From Wong Kar-Wai, the youthful longing, the fractured parental relationships, and the eruptions of memory. But whereas Wong uses filters and cinematic techniques to create distance and distortion from the past, Geffen and Keret let the landscape of memory flow in naturally. You don't realize you're in a surreal blend of past, present and possibly future until it's impossible to avoid the conclusion. That, to me, is what makes Jellyfish unique and (sea-)worthy.

 

kevinbowen @ stageandcinema.com

 

[editor’s note: Jellyfish has already finished its runs in New York and Los Angeles and is currently making its way around the nation]

 

 
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