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The Shout (1978) – J. Skolimowski
Cryptic, in the way that most films that seek
to portray the more mystical aspects of Aboriginal culture seem to be. Jerzy Skolimowski’s third British feature
(after Deep End, 1970, and a failed Nabokov attempt) starts with a framing
device – a cricket match at a mental hospital where Alan Bates recounts a
fanciful tale to Tim Curry while they are keeping score. As it turns out, Bates is a trickster figure
in his own story where John Hurt and Susannah York play the protagonists, a
couple living in a rural oceanside village who seem to be enjoying an idyllic
lifestyle (aside from the fact that Hurt may be cheating). Bates shows up after a church service (Hurt,
an avant-garde composer, is the organist) and engages the unwilling Hurt in
meta-physical discussion, subsequently following him home. It turns out that Bates spent 18 years in an
Indigenous community in the Outback (Australia) and has learned some spiritual
magic, including how to release a shout that will kill all living things in a
several km radius. He carries a number
of bones with him (and may use them to inflict punishment on his enemies) and
he possesses the power to usurp another man’s wife (in this case, York). As with Peter Weir’s films that engage with
this culture (Picnic at Hanging Rock, The Last Wave), viewers may feel that
there are ellipses in the story – something is elusive, a key to the mystery
that occurs outside of what we see on the screen. Here, Hurt does manage to vanquish Bates by
smashing a rock – but the return to the framing story leaves things open-ended
(Was Bates determined to be mentally ill and is he really? Is the story true? Has
Aboriginal magic been used against him in the end? What the hell has happened
in the end?).
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