Like sort of playing a Virtual Boy Game, but having no control over it comes Loris Gréaud's Sculpt. An all in red, by yourself, movie experience. Like looking into a stream of thought, it was hard to not want a horror movie to be shown to me in a theater all alone.
When I went last Friday evening for the last showing, 29 in all during a week, I was surprised at the amount of activity at LACMA. Families and foreigner visitors couldn't wait to see museum, some came purposefully just for the exhibit on men's clothing that I kind of chuckle at. I grabbed my ticket from the box office, you order them online, then pick them up when you arrive and for free.
You enter the Bing Theater. There's a seat waiting for you and one light beaming red nearly blinds you.
It's like the start of a dream, a nightmare maybe. From what I saw online I thought I would see a kind of art-house horror movie with the original Spider-Man's Green Goblin,Willem Dafoe in a starring role.
What was presented was a jumbled mess of ideas, a free-throwing stream of thought that was so filled with messages it was hard to comprehend what they were or to even really care what was going on. Dafoe is possibly an old man or reading a old man's book about his own existence or something?
All the while women are being sensually tortured around him with rope. It's got some strange Japanese bondage exploration to it that might be trying to say were trapped in thought or something?
Overall it's images pouring on images with a story of a man alone in the woods that's hard to follow.
This is hours before seeing a video game film completely in CGI, Kingsglaive: Final Fantasy XV, both terrible films from a film critic's point. It was obvious that neither had a director who understood the basics of film and setting up shots. So it was more like someone had a basic knowledge of how a camera worked and shot sometimes nice panoramic shots.
Seeing in only through a red lens can be annoying, that's why I bring up the Virtual Boy, A 3D video game console, which caused headaches and only showed one color, red. I never experienced a headache, but at fifty minutes long the thrill did void from me.
The film somewhat reminded me of, the 2009 film, Enter the Void. In the film a drug dealer dies and leaves his body, the film is in no way shot as well or has a linear story like Enter the Void, but the same sort of oddness to it. The oddness of giving yourself over to something else.
I can't say I recommend the experience or gained anything from it and much rather recommend LACMA's recently opened Del Toro exhibit.
If you would however would like to try Sculpt for yourself:
Loris Gréaud Sculpt
Now until undetermined
Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday: 11:30 am, 1 pm, 2:30 pm, and 4 pm
Friday: 11:30 am, 1 pm, 2:30 pm, 4 pm, and 5:30 pm
Saturday and Sunday: 11 am, 12:30 pm, 2 pm, 3:30 pm, 5 pm, and 6:30 pm
Bing Theater, LACMA