Tatarin

Tatarin is nothing compared to Nick Joaquin's Summer Solstice. Dina Bonnevie is dull and lifeless, nothing like the original Doña Lupeng, who jumps out of the page with an almost contemptuous sort of passion. Edu Manzano could have been replaced with any other actor who can pull of a gruff, patriarchal frown. Additional story lines are added to make the plot more complex, but only serves to prolong an already tedious movie. Instead of exploring the magic of the Summer Solstice, the film rides on the heaving bosoms of Rica Peralejo and Patricia Javier, Raymond Bagatsing's buttocks, and incessant moaning and groaning of an entire horde of women.

The masterpiece of National Artist Nick Joaquin, the "Tatarin" is a depiction of the 20s. It presented the ancient pagan dance ritual, known as the "Tatarin" itself, which is celebrated on the same day coinciding the feast of St. John the Baptist. It started out in a period of play production but with the technology of cinema, it has been turned into a motion picture by a great director namely Tikoy Aguiluz and had been scripted by Ricky Lee for Viva Films. Another National Artist namely Lucresia Kasilag (for music) composed the music. Edna Vida of Ballet Philippines choreographed the dance rituals and Dez Bautista was tapped as production designer for the period setting. Well, I had to pay attention to these bits of information anyway. I just watched the film in order to make a movie review again and the text here is what I passed to my professor. I am not going to watch a bold film anyway if I am not required to.

"Tatarin" used the backdrop of the American occupation, the period where the picturesque "Tatarin" ritual awakens the goddesses in the quiet, passive spirits of a mistress of a mansion, Lupe (Dina Bonnevie) and her maid Amada (Rica Peralejo). Drawn to worship of a centuries-old Balete tree, Lupe and Amada are caught in a trance that liberates them from all their inhibitions. Through ceaseless chanting, Lupe and Amada empower the weakest of their sensibilities. And by some form of erotic pagan dance, they rouse to frenzy the most savage of their desires that from long ago, had been chained up to frigidity by men who dominate their world. There is a distinction between the male and the female sexuality then in this film that has been shown. Also, there was the ritual of water. This is done by literally wetting people, even if they are just walking on the road. During the 20s-40s, this ritual has a little sexually related meaning giving stimulation to the watching males on the females in the procession. These females were the ones who were subject to the "Tatarin-soul transfer." They join the procession of the males that attracts them but the females later go back to a hidden place where they started doing their dancing accompanied by their hallucinations and desires. In the evening, they go back to their husbands and prefer doing sex.

The film is a little "libidinous" in a more complex sense than what merely culminates in bed, or any other explosive location-to go by movies these days, the bed is now the least preferred one. Lupe and Paeng (Edu Manzano) is a 1920s couple straddling two worlds, the worlds of dark and light, sun and moon, day and night. It takes place during the time when the world is equally divided into day and night … hence, the title. It is also a time when the sun boils at day and the moon burns at night, which makes for oppressive heat. The characters in the story keep talking about that heat, which gives it all sorts of resonance … and males still dominate over females. Beyond the literal, Lupe and Paeng straddle the worlds of a Catholic present and a pagan past, a present that exalts manhood and a past that worships womanhood, a world of rules and convention and a world of instinct and primal drives. This shows the setting of Nick Joaquin's story then.

On the day of the Tatarin, all their dreams are believed to come true. Mothers without kids, a girl wishing her unfaithful mate to come back, an old lady wanting to restore her beauty, and a woman dreaming of the man she loves … all of them pray and wish and offer sacrifices for the Tatarin. And coinciding with the Feast of St. John, females are unstoppable. She dances the power of a woman - the meaning of the Tatarin … like a knife of a butcher; this is a weapon of women against men. The aim of the women is to make all men follow what they desire. (The moon as the queen of the females - ruling the night and covering the day.) If you try to stop them, a plague will somehow rule the land.

Lupe's descent-or ascent-from the first to the second, a tilting of the weight from the one to the other restores balance between heaven and earth. This happens during the Tatarin, the Philippine version of a druidic festival or rite, which itself fuses two seemingly contradictory worlds. The Tatarin, a pagan festival, culminates on the feast of St. John, who is not just a definitely Christian symbol but also a thoroughly masculine one. In the end, Paeng, the master, pleads in the dust before his wife, ready to kiss her feet and become submissive. One line justifies it and it goes: The moon becomes as bright .............. as the sun.

HALO-HALO CULTURE AND PAGAN RITES Set in the 1920s, the film tells the story of a couple caught in the juxtaposition of Catholic/Hispanic value systems and the pagan rituals that existed long before Magellan set sight on Cebu. The Tatarin is a uniquely Filipino version of a druidic rite. During this surreal ritual, which takes place during the feast day of St. John the Baptist, normally repressed women transform themselves into "Tatarin" - enchantresses and witches. They gather together to worship the centuries-old balete tree, which sets them totally free from inhibitions, empowering them to dance erotically while the men (who normally per macho Hispanic tradition completely dominate them) watch helplessly. Symbolically, this suggests a theme of balance, with man as Sun and woman as Moon - and about the imbalance brought about by the externally imposed values of the West. The ritual reflects, like many pagan rites, the vital importance of maintaining balance between heaven and earth, an essential balance for ensuring healthy lives, avoiding devastating wars, and raising good children. When things get out of balance, terrible things happen. In pre-Western Philippines, the Sun (male) represented the Supreme God (known by Kabunian and other names). But equally important was the feminine moon, wife of the sun. The cycle of sun and moon ensured balance, much as yin and yang do in other Asian traditions. These dichotomies are captured elegantly in Tatarin, which has as one of its primary themes an oppressive heat symbolizing elemental passions always on the verge of exploding. The movie has many images of the sun boiling in the day and the moon burning hotly during the night. There is a great deal of repressed libido here, captured in the Filipino term libog, which basically means the state of being horny. Paeng, the masculine and aloof husband (played by Edu), sees the ritual as silly and old-fashioned, suitable only for the indios. His wife, played by by Dina Bonnevie, embraces the ritual as a long-sought after channel for self-expression (and orgiastic release), something totally foreign to Catholicism and the repressed sexuality it brought with it. Ultimately, Paeng ends up crawling in the dust in front of his wife, ready to kiss her feet now that she has finally asserted herself as a woman. Aside on libog: When asked to interpret his work, Joaquin reportedly replied: "It's all about libog, isn't it?" To illustrate the use of the term, consider the following three versions of the phrase "you're making me horny": Tagalog: Nalilibugan ako sa iyo; (2) Taglish: You're making me libog naman; (3) English (sixties version): Why don't we do it in the road?

FAMILIAR TERRITORY by Lito B. Zulueta, Published in Philippine Daily Inquirer, January 7, 2002

Some of the currency of public affairs journalism that flavors "Hubog" and "Bagong Buwan" is used to some ironic effect in the period drama "Tatarin," Tikoy Aguiluz's filmization of Nick Joaquin's short story "Summer Solstice" and play of the same title. Aguiluz really returns to familiar territory here: he achieved renown in the 1970s when his short film on the Mt. Banahaw rituals won an international prize. In fact, "Tatarin" achieves a mesmerizing effect in the mountain ritual parts that provide the viewers the special feel of religion with their strange brew of mysticism and pre-literate hysteria.

Aguiluz's documentary flair is used to remarkable effect here. If he's guilty of embellishment and sensationalism, as in the sex scenes, he can be forgiven because he portrays the battle of the sexes, resurgent matriarchy, male insecurity, the clash between the old and modernity-interweaving themes in Joaquin's fiction and drama-with the detachment of a scientist or even a journalist. Among the films of the Metro Manila Film Festival 2001, "Tatarin" is really the most realized, without even a mere tokenism to global cinema. It is the movie that is most faithful to its material and vision.

Maybe lot of Filipino viewers hate Edu Manzano with his sadistic hosting of the Philippine's version of The Weakest Link that's why this movie flop! It's Edu Manzano's first movie since hosting the localized version of the Weakest Link where he insulted more than a hundred of participants. The trailer of this movie, with an authorized usage of Drowning Pool's Bodies as background, was heavily rotated during The Weakest Link hour at IBC-13.

This movie could be the WEAKEST among the entries in the 2001 Metro Manila Film Festival, despite it's a Viva Films production. With Dina Bonnevie, Rica Peralejo and lot of sexy stars in the cast, the movie could have been the top crowd-drawer among the male adult viewers. But sad to say, the movie was a loser when it was shown. I could not remember that this movie got any award in the 2001 MMFF. Edu was humbled by Cesar Montano, Dina was a peanut to a newcomer named Assunta de Rossi, a bold actress. This could be a classic since it was based on a Nick Joaquin's novel and directed by Tikoy Aguiluz. But there's nothing here that can qualify this movie as a soon-to-be classic. Ms. Peralejo's breast exposure was nothing. Ms. Bonnevie was too old to do a sexy role. Ms. Taylor's timid acting was a waste. Ms. Jaca's role is forgettable. In short, this movie is a trash.