Braid *** ½ / *****
Directed by: Mitzi
Peirone.
Written by: Mitzi
Peirone.
Starring: Madeline Brewer (Daphne
Peters / Mother), Imogen Waterhouse (Petula Thames / Doctor), Sarah Hay (Tilda
Darlings / Daughter), Scott Cohen (Detective Siegel), Brad Calcaterra (Tiresias
The Omniscient Homeless Man), Zoe Feigelson (Young Daphne), Dhoni Middleton
(Young Petula), Tai Lyn Sandhu (Young Tilda), Charles Techman (Grandfather),
Mary Looram (Grandmother), David McDonald (Doctor), Chris Roe (Officer Moore),
Derrick Williams (Officer Bogart), Mauricio Ovalle (Officer Harrison), Jill
Dalton (Old Daphne), Nancy Ozelli (Old Petula), Ethel Fisher (Old Tilda).
There are
times when you watch a filmmaker’s debut film that you can tell a great
filmmaker is somewhere inside this film, even if they haven’t quite cracked the
code yet on making a great film. Mitzi Peirone’s Braid is such a film. This is
an original, disturbing, horrifying, darkly comic film in which as a filmmaker
Peirone pretty much just throws everything at the wall to see what will stick –
and amazingly, discovers a hell of a lot of it does. I don’t think she has
quite cracked the narrative or the characters in the film – the film almost
doesn’t have a narrative to speak of, and the characters are wafer thin. And
yet, Braid is such an original jolt, you pretty much don’t care. While I don’t
think Braid is a great film – I do think it is the work of a potentially great
filmmaker – I cannot wait to see what she does next.
The
narrative, such as there is, involves two drug users/dealers Petula (Imogen
Waterhouse) and Tilda (Sarah Hay) who lose $80,000 worth of drugs that belong
to some dangerous people, and need to come up with the money – fast – to pay
them back. Their only hope is visiting their childhood friend Daphne (Madeline
Brewer) – an eccentric (to put is nicely) woman who lives alone in her big
house, spending her inheritance money. There are many problems with this – the
biggest one being that Daphne insists on the three of them playing the same
demented game they did as children – where Daphne plays the mother, Tilda plays
the daughter, and Petula the doctor who arrives to check on them. This larger
game gives way to smaller demented games inside the game. The games have rules
no unlike Fight Club – the most important being that no one leaves and no
outsiders allowed. This is an insular game, that requires the players to be cut
off from the world outside.
To say
more would be to spoil the “fun” of what of what follows, although of course
fun is not really the correct world. This is a deeply messed up movie, full of
deeply messed up stuff. The characters play with each other in all sorts of
ways, and delight in tormenting each other – often psychologically, but at
times in horrific physical ways as well. Perhaps if you were to watch the film
again, it would make things in the narrative clearer – but I almost prefer it
this way. Peirone has crafted a very strange film, and filled it with very
strange visual and scenes. There is never a moment where you don’t feel like you’re
in the hands of someone who knows precisely what they are doing.
And yet,
there is something lacking here. The characters in the movie aren’t really
characters at all. The two drug dealers are interchangeable right up until they
are not. And the crazy woman in the house by herself is crazy from the start,
and just keeps going more insane. As it moves along. Great filmmakers who may
make something like Braid – like perhaps David Lynch at his best – find a way
to put all this demented stuff on screen, but also to make us care about what
happens. David Lynch is a godlike creator in the films he makes – but he loves
his characters. You don’t get that feeling in Braid as much as you get the
feeling that Peirone is delighting in tormenting them.
Still,
there is so much originality on display in Braid that it seems petty to
complain too much. This is Peirone’s first film after all – and in its own way
it is remarkable. I certainly feel that in 20 years, we could look back at
Braid as the starting point of a brilliant career.
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