
Interiors -- Woody Allen’s singular tragedy -- is often alleged to be the filmmaker's barely oblique homage to Ingmar Bergman. To be sure, Allen's assemblage of contrasting female protagonists, his conspicuous use of mirrors and window panes, and the preciously posed profiles (not to mention the sparse decorative palette) might as well be screaming in Swedish. Plus, the movie's just ponderous...unremittently lugubrious...nearly unbearable really. (As Criticlasm is fond of wagging when the subject of Interiors comes up: "Will someone please tell a joke!") To StinkyLulu's mind, though, Interiors is one of Allen's most important films, a collection of character sketches and tone poems that cleared the auteur's stylistic forest for the genius of structure that would sprout eight years later with Hannah And Her Sisters (1986). But where Hannah manifests a palpably Chekhovian dramatic sensibility (an architecturally configured universe of characters, all impassioned mediocrities, staggering about and occasionally bumping into each other), Interiors is savagely Strindbergian (a dramatic world in which even the arbitrary intimacies of life bear jagged edges). Indeed, in Strindberg (as in Interiors), the mere fact of human connection threatens emotional violence. But unlike Strindberg, Interiors boasts a character who radiates life at its most exuberant, a character who proffers the threat of hope...
approximately 11 minutes and 33 seconds
12 scenes
roughly 12% of film's total running time
Maureen Stapleton plays Pearl, the twice-widowed woman who arrives more than half-way through the narrative and whose sweaty warmth blasts the film like a tropical storm.12 scenes
roughly 12% of film's total running time
As Pearl, Stapleton demonstates her uncommon capacity to be palpable on screen; Stapleton's Pearl creates a sense of immediacy, of presentness, that slices through the internalized, emotional caul that so stultifies everyone in Interiors. Indeed, Tropical Storm Pearl blows into this family of the walking wounded -- each of her adult stepdaughters tenderly nurse their emotional scars as evidence of their lifetime of slights and disappointments -- and becomes a cleansing, healing breath of life.“Geraldine Page is all beige this and bland that so her husband divorces her and hooks up with noisy, klutzy Maureen Stapleton, who laughs too loud and smashes pottery and wears a blood red dress to symbolize that she is Alive, Capital A." (Assassination Vacation, 5)
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Stapleton is such a powerful presence. I recently saw the re-release of Reds, and remembered her being in the film much more than she actually was. I've heard many others say the same of that performance, and of this one. 11 minutes surprises me, since she leaves such an impression.
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