2020s, actors, directors, Film Spotlight, music, photography, Virginia

Thinking of Tár on a Winter Walk

My mind wandered to Cate Blanchett‘s performance as the Maestro composer in the film Tár. Once again she proves how formidable she is. Will she win Best Actress?

Ruby, Jim, and I took a walk around a field by our Virginia home.

Tár. It’s a character-driven story catering to an audience that appreciates classical music and the competitive landscape of symphonies, players, and the power of the conductor. If you know little about this culture, then Tár opens the doors wide for all to see what they’re missing.

It does not matter that many of the assertions presented by Lydia Tár as the guest of honor at a prestigious interview were over my head. It was the powerful way Cate Blanchett delivered the lines with utter confidence, while seconds before, she can hardly suppress a panic attack. Cate reveals the inner turmoil and the composed exterior of her character flawlessly. You can’t take your eyes off Lydia. Cate jumps from the languages of German to English, the history of music, and the ins and outs of composers and conductors with panache.

The landscape feels English this morning.

A theme in the movie is the converging of gender roles. Lydia Tár tailor-made suits replicate the album covers of her heroes. She is manly, the father of her adopted daughter, and the husband to her partner. She reigns over her orchestra possessively. She is bored with sycophant males and male students who dare to disagree with her. She is condescending, supercilious, and merciless. She is a titan, a male.

Lydia is trapped in a world of her own making and suffers emotionally. She becomes aroused by the sensual, female cello player (Sophie Kauer), who wears green velvet boots and plays with a rare, childlike passion. She is unfettered by rules and plays superbly. Director Todd Field plays upon the visual symbolism of green for jealousy. His camera follows the boots from the bathroom to the stage. Lydia is inspired, and it begins her downfall. It’s a pivotal part of the film and Field’s best shots.

Trees rising to trees.

The unresolved relationships and perplexing ending keep me from loving the story, but the acting alone is worth a view. Lessons on how one conducts a symphony were my favorite part. Lydia is adept at showing you how it’s done as only her mentor could do it: Leonard Bernstein. Remember those Leonard Bernstein television programs? I bet Todd Field watched a hundred when he created his script. Field’s intellectual screenplay has a huge chance of winning in the Original Screenplay category.

What is certain is Cate Blanchett’s performance.

photography

5 Shots: Misty Walk

Hurricane Ian spread his residule rain and high winds up the East coast keeping many inside this weekend. My prayers to those who suffer in Florida. In Virginia, at the Blue Ridge Mountains, powerlines and trees snapped around our county. We needed to stretch and get out of the house. Here are five shots of yesterday’s misty afternoon walk at the Peaks of Otter.

Misty Path

Jim fishes while Ruby swims.
Ruby
Winter Berry
Polly’s Log Cabin — a 1700s wayfarer pitstop
We are located at #13
2020s, Five Shots of..., photography, Virginia

5 Shots: Acclimating to Virginia

We have lived in Bedford, Virginia for several months. Trying to set up a home, receive family, and begin a new job has me in a flurry, but I am happy we moved. Here are a few shots from the summer to last weekend to give you an idea of what’s up in my corner of the world.

Central Virginia has a plethora of vineyards to explore.
Ruby loves the grass — can’t do this in Arizona! The Peaks of Otter are part of the Blue Ridge Mountains and Parkway 10 minutes from home. Stay tuned for leafing shots. Fall has just begun.
winding roads with hills and endless creeks
Exploring the history–Appomattox Court House is forty-five minutes away.
Our backyard with new pionies and a Maple tree with cows in the back pasture.
Besides grass, trees, water, and the Blue Ridge Mountains, we moved to be around the new wave of grandchildren.
Smith Mountain Lake — Summer days on a pontoon boat. Awesome.

Now that I’ve settled into my new high school and feel a rhythm of routine, I hope I can resume blogging on a more regular basis.