Anhedonia

I loved this - thrilling, uncanny - and strangely important. Some moments funny, some heart-breakingly honest, this film gives you plenty of space to make of it what you will - I was still thinking about it days later.

I totally loved this film, it showcased how much we need variety in cinema, low budget, but produced on a way that is slick and able to exude quality. The storyline is captivating, it's very different, it's that unique aspect that draws you in, I loved the almost surreal aspect. Visually it made great use of the landscape, which was both harsh and incredible. Standout for me was the villain of the piece, Ross Leyshon.

Loved it. 9/10

Anhedonia (2019)

A literal, physical journey is the structure in Henry's 'Anhedonia' that holds this story together. It is very much equal and parallel to the emotional journey 'Kino' embarks on, as he traverses the many miles of countryside to reach his musical mentor. Each scene, with a few exceptions, is framed in a somewhat cold way with little bias to whether it is protagonist or antagonist in shot. This constant approach is like a control against which the emotional arc of Kino is juxtaposed. By measuring the lead's progress against the stable and considered desolation we can gauge where he is and how far he has to go. Kino is persued by several entities on his quest. Some are physical, in the form of amoral bounty hunters and questionable executives. Sometimes it is the personal and professional criticism of Kino we watch him face. But always it is the self deprecating and melancholic tendancies hanging over Kino that he struggles to escape. Henry channels influences such as Lynch and Kubrick in his long, deliberate takes and compositions. Wide, establishing vistas and dialogue rich two-shots alike brim with an unsettling foreboding. However, the film is not void of humour either; some verbal exchanges, clever editing and frame blocking all contribute to an understated presence of humour.

The use of a void-like space in the story, where the rules of time and space appear 'shifted' is a device that elevates the film and is in itself a talking point. 'the territory', as it is known, acts as a metaphysical bridge and seems to be, at least in part, tailored to whomever visits there.

Anhedonia is a low budget film but is executed in such a way that the packaged end product somewhat belays the modest financial backing. Camera work, audio and post production are all of a very high quality and one can't help but feel that the film appears exactly as the writer/director wanted it to. Indeed, while at times the film might seem indulgent, is this not exactly what every filmmaker would strive for..? The opportunity to write and make real a story without distracting agendas from outside parties?

Every year we hope that the Indie scene can keep thriving and challenging the constraints of the standard blockbuster. In a current climate where the hot debate seems to be the 'cinephile' Vs 'comic book lovers' (which would actually make for a great title in the MCU no?) it seems Anhedonia has come just at the right time.

The premise of the film should really give a hint to the viewer that this isn't a typical character study of a man discovering himself, although there are elements of that here, rather it focuses on the human spirit. Okay I know that sounds real cheesy and Richard Curtis is probably already reading this through an algorithm he checks daily but this film does a fantastic job of avoiding the cliches.

Everything has been plotted out to allow our character to go on a true arc, the obvious symbolism of the vast countryside are not too on the nose, rather it amplifies the characters grief and also the settings just look fantastic so why wouldn't you get in those amazing establishing shots. The only details missing are the whereabouts of each character, in building an ambitious plot/world the viewer can get lost in between scenes and yet this doesn't hold it back. In fact you could say that it just further pushes the tone (both filmic and in this case a literal musical tone) to the forefront.

Finally it's clear how much dedication, work and love has gone into creating this film. Just by the short rolling credits we gain an appreciation for how this is true indie cinema, no doubt full of favours and rather than relying on grandeur it's filmmakers have let the story unfold and with it a highly satisfying conclusion.

I wanted to like it so much. There are few things I enjoy more than discovering new, brilliant filmmakers. You should have seen me jumping up and down after happening upon Sud pralad (2004), which at the time was obscure even by Cannes film festival standards. I definitely can take arthouse - I'm French, for crying out loud -, I can take slow, I can take weird.

Don't get me wrong, there is definite talent in Anhedonia. There is tone and personality. Interesting subject matter. Good use of inside/outside scene contrast. Lots of work on the sound design and photography.

But overall, it did not live up to the rave reviews for me. When, as a viewer, you embark upon deconstructed storytelling, you want something to hang your hat on to. It may not be plot, it may not be character development. But, something. The eerie weirdness of Robbe-Grillet, the depth of insight in Godard, the sheer beauty of Lynch's nightmares, the maniacal machines of Greenaway. The desperate layer-peeling of Coppola's Conversation, Nolan's Memento or Aronofsky's Pi. Most of all, what you need to get through the night is a little something called tension.

And tension, for me, was not there. The main character is on a quest, and there is a ruthless killer on his trail, but none of that matters if there is no truth there, to make you care.

That is where Anhedonia let me down. It is a nice intellectual construction. But I found it artificial through and through. The depressed hero, the maniacal villain, the enigmatic mentor, the multi-dimension universe all go through the expected motions. But for me, they did not resonate. It felt like there was no point other than the complexity itself, a convoluted path leading you back to where you started with nothing to show for it.

It may well be that I was expecting too much. Or that I am not the intended target. Or that I missed the point. I do hope it is the latter. I do hope the filmmaker will, in time, have lots to say about life, art, love, death or whatever it is he wants to talk about. I will watch his next film. Because there are few things I enjoy more than discovering new, brilliant filmmakers.