#39 - Brazil (1985) Terry Gilliam - 3/30/2013
During the last Criterion sale, I took a gamble and bought the Brazil Blu-ray. A gamble because I had started watching it once before, several years ago, but abandoned it. But I reasoned, really, could it be any more up my alley? A visionary filmmaker, a world built from the scratch of our world, bold ideas and bold visuals. I’d heard bits and pieces about the troubles and the studio problems and everything else (looking forward to checking out the extra features), so I knew not to expect flawlessness.
More and more I’m coming to love films that aim high, even if they don’t fully succeed. Show me something imperfect, show me something messy, as long as it’s crazy or new or wild or intense in a way that I haven’t seen before. There still has to be skill and knowledge, but not necessarily polish or perfection.
And Brazil is all of that, a dark and wonderfully messy box packed with visual information that I will need many more viewings to unpack. It’s weird, it’s funny, and there’s a sharp emotional kick. It’s not perfect, but I’m not sure I’d want it to be.