Directed
by Shane
Carruth (2013)
Even before
her entire life is destroyed by a worm Kris seems oddly bereft of
friends and relatives, married to her work, and not very happily,
either.
It gets worse,
though, when she’s jumped on by a character the credits simply call
Thief, a malevolent Derren Brown, who stuns her and makes her swallow a
certain magical worm found wriggling among the roots of blue orchids.
The worm turns
her suggestible. Obeying Thief’s every whim Kris (Amy Seimetz) is
robbed of everything she has, especially her identity. Thief (Thiago
Martins) also makes her memorise and transcribe Henry David Thoreau’s
Walden, cut the text into strips and stick them together to make paper
chains before he very responsibly dumps it in the recycling.
As well as
being peversely sadistic this is archly allegorial. But on with the
plot.
Kris comes
round to find worms writhing under her skin and after unsuccessfully
trying to free them with a kitchen knife she visits a bloke in a caravan
who carries out a transfusion in which the parasites end up in one of
his pigs.
Skip on a year
and Kris is on medication and has gained an admirer, Jeff (the director,
Shane Carruth). She resists at first, but it seems the pair have
something in common. Indeed, their broken identities have become
positively entangled. They have some good sex and go on a quest to find
the secret of what’s happened to them.
Meanwhile,
caravan man, who the credits call The Sampler (Andrew Sensenig) on
account of how his other hobby is recording sounds to make into music to
play to his pigs, is invisibly floating about eavesdropping on
people’s lives like a confused angel.
There is nod
here to Wim Wenders’ Wings of Desire, as there is to Lindsay
Anderson’s Britannia Hospital in the human-to-pig transfusion scene.
Why, I don’t know. But
The Sampler seems to be behind all the inconvenience and unpleasantness,
sacrificing live porkers to the stream allowing their rotting bodies to
feed the orchids.
Kris is caught
in this malignant ecological cycle – from orchid to worm to human to
pig and back to orchid again.
It may not be
all bad, though. The back-to-nature mysticism of Walden suggests there
is a redemptive movement at work, away from a cold materialist lifestyle
to the warm and muddy piglet-hugging moment with which Upstream Colour
closes.
September 9,
2013
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