Solaris (2002)

Solaris 2002 movie poster

 

As a huge title card reads imme­di­ately at the end of the film, Solaris was “writ­ten for the screen and directed by Steven Soder­bergh.” This Dork Reporter is a huge admirer, but that seemed a bit ego­tis­ti­cal even to me. Per­haps an over­en­thu­si­as­tic end-credits designer is to blame? Or maybe the stu­dio wanted to cap­ture some more of that lucra­tive Ocean’s Eleven magic by play­ing up the Soderbergh/Clooney brand?

But writ­ing and direct­ing cred­its, how­ever many feet tall, barely begin to describe Soderbergh’s role. For this and many of his other films, he serves as his own Direc­tor of Pho­tog­ra­phy (and even phys­i­cal cam­era oper­a­tor) under the pseu­do­nym Peter Andrews and also as edi­tor under the name Mary Ann Bernard. So, obvi­ously, Soder­bergh is one of the few main­stream film­mak­ers with the lux­ury of near-total con­trol over his films. Like Kubrick, he pro­duces, writes, directs, oper­ates the cam­era, and edits. But while Kubrick was a con­trol freak (in the best sense), the mod­est Soder­bergh is lauded as being more col­lab­o­ra­tive and espe­cially as a sen­si­tive direc­tor of actors.

George Clooney in SolarisPag­ing Dr. Ross, to the O.R., stat!

The DVD edi­tion includes an excel­lent com­men­tary track of Soder­bergh in con­ver­sa­tion with co-producer James Cameron, the orig­i­nal direc­tor attached to the project. Soder­bergh asks Cameron what he thought of how he approached the mate­r­ial. Cameron points out that Soder­bergh took a more “inter­nal” approach than he would have, and both agree in good humor that Cameron would have included more car chases. More than Soderbergh’s grand total of zero, anyway.

Depend­ing on how you count, Soder­bergh has only directed two remakes: Ocean’s Eleven and Solaris (The Limey was a kind of homage or mash-up remix of the Eng­lish crime clas­sics Point Blank and Get Carter). The source mate­r­ial of the Pol­ish novel Solaris by Stanis­law Lem has proven a rich mine for cin­ema. Russ­ian film­maker Andrei Tarkovsky directed the orig­i­nal adap­ta­tion in 1972 (read The Dork Report review) as the Eurasian answer to 2001: A Space Odyssey (read The Dork Report review). The basic con­cept also drove films as diverse as Paul W.S. Anderson’s Event Hori­zon (which is hor­ri­ble but has uncom­monly spec­tac­u­lar spe­cial effects and art direc­tion) and Danny Boyle’s Sun­shine. Soderbergh’s ver­sion of Solaris is cred­ited as being based more on the orig­i­nal novel the 1972 film, with barely a men­tion of Tarkovsky even in the DVD com­men­tary track. In his essay for the 2002 Cri­te­rion Col­lec­tion edi­tion of the orig­i­nal Solaris, Phillip Lopate states that Lem was unhappy with Tarkovsky’s inter­pre­ta­tion, and was look­ing for­ward to what he expected to be a more faith­ful trans­la­tion by Soderbergh.

Natascha McElhone in SolarisNatascha McEl­hone doesn’t like the looks of this tan­ning booth

Solaris is set at an unspec­i­fied point in the future, dis­tant enough for human­ity to have per­fected the tech­nol­ogy to leave the solar sys­tem. Kelvin (George Clooney) is a shrink who is him­self deeply emo­tion­ally dam­aged. Indeed, the theme of both this and the orig­i­nal film could be summed up as “physi­cian heal thy­self.” We first see him host­ing a group ther­apy ses­sion for sur­vivors of an unspec­i­fied tragedy. Since the movie was released in 2002, it’s pos­si­ble this was intended as an anal­ogy to a 9/11-like event. But judg­ing by how every scene set on Earth is drenched in dark­ness and per­sis­tent rain, per­haps there was some kind of eco­log­i­cal catastrophe.

Sin­gle and with no fam­ily, Kelvin is an ideal can­di­date for a solo trip to inves­ti­gate mys­te­ri­ous goings-on in a space sta­tion orbit­ing the dis­tant gas giant Solaris (pay atten­tion for the brief cameo by John Cho as a gov­ern­men­tal emis­sary). Unlike Tarkovski’s extremely leisurely pace, this ver­sion wastes no time; Kelvin’s boots are on the space sta­tion less than 10 min­utes into the film. This is the point where any read­ers wary of spoil­ers ought to stop reading.

Kelvin encoun­ters Snow (Jeremy Davies, supremely well-cast), a man under­stand­ably gone stir-crazy from being cooped up on a haunted space sta­tion. But it becomes clear that he him­self may be one of the forces doing the haunt­ing. Evi­dently, the planet Solaris some­how draws upon the strongest emo­tional res­o­nances in vis­i­tors’ brains and man­i­fests them as liv­ing beings. These incar­na­tions are most decid­edly not a bless­ing for any­one. For Clooney, it’s an echo of his dead wife Rheya (Natascha McEl­hone); for the cap­tain Gibar­ian (Ulrich Tukur), it’s a copy of the son he left behind on earth; for Snow, it’s… another ver­sion of him­self. The “Snow” that Clooney meets is, in effect, his own ghost; he killed his own cre­ator within sec­onds of his birth. The faux Snow’s weird behav­ior is not that of a man gone mad but of a not totally fully-formed human bluff­ing his way through unfa­mil­iar human inter­ac­tion. One has to won­der what kind of man is so alone or self-obsessed that the most impor­tant per­son encoded in his emo­tional mem­o­ries is himself.

Natascha McElhone and George Clooney in SolarisThe Solaris crew rehearses its big tech­nob­a­b­ble scene

Kelvin and Rheya orig­i­nally bonded over the Dylan Thomas verse “and death shall have no domin­ion,” but the emo­tion­ally frag­ile woman com­mit­ted sui­cide after he left her. Tor­tured by the renewed pres­ence of her in his life, and the per­plex­ing puz­zle of Snow’s dop­pel­gänger, he begins to ques­tion his own exis­tence: is he some­one else’s ghost? But he doesn’t take the ques­tion to the next log­i­cal step: is there any­one in the world with enough emo­tional invest­ment in him to cause him to haunt them?

Solaris is both Soder­bergh and Clooney’s first and only sci­ence fic­tion. It was mar­keted with a mis­lead­ing poster sug­gest­ing a romance while obscur­ing any hint of sci­ence fic­tion. It is admit­tedly kind of funny to see Clooney in a space­suit, espe­cially when he was rel­a­tively early in his career as a movie actor (after years in tele­vi­sion sit­coms and dra­mas). One can’t imag­ine Clooney’s Hol­ly­wood ances­tor Cary Grant appear­ing in a space opera. But Solaris tries to have it both ways: to be some­how above sci­ence fic­tion but still be over­loaded with enough pseudo-scientific tech­nob­a­b­ble to fill sev­eral Star Trek epics. The sen­si­tive, emo­tional tone of the film is shat­tered as soon as sci­en­tist Gor­don (Viola Davis) starts lec­tur­ing the audi­ence about pro­ton beams break­ing up fields of Higgs Par­ti­cles (or some­thing along those lines). Such tech­nob­a­b­ble cheap­ens the premise. Indeed, the talky screen­play makes every­thing too explicit and con­crete, espe­cially com­pared to 2001: A Space Odyssey, which says so much more with so many fewer words.


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Solyaris (Solaris) (1972)

Solaris 1972 movie poster

 

The open­ing cred­its of Andrei Tarkovsky’s 1972 film Solaris state it is “based on the sci­ence fic­tion by Stanis­law Lem.” It’s per­haps telling that the term “sci­ence fic­tion” is used in place of sim­ply “novel.” This faint hint of apol­ogy may hint at a lack of respect for the orig­i­nal Pol­ish novel or the entire sci­ence fic­tion genre as seri­ous lit­er­a­ture. A sim­i­lar ambiva­lence echoes decades later in the adver­tis­ing cam­paign of direc­tor Steven Soderbergh’s 2002 remake, empha­siz­ing the roman­tic melo­drama over the fan­tas­tic, futur­is­tic setting.

Stan­ley Kubrick’s 2001: A Space Odyssey (read The Dork Report Review) had arrived only a few years before Solaris, and was by a long shot the most seri­ous stab at intel­lec­tual, lit­er­ary sci­ence fic­tion cin­ema yet filmed. In his essay for the 2002 Cri­te­rion Col­lec­tion DVD edi­tion of Solaris, Phillip Lopate out­lines three ways Tarkovky wished to dis­tance his film from Kubrick’s. He found 2001: A Space Odyssey “cold and ster­ile,” and set out to infuse his own sci­ence fic­tion with “pas­sion­ate human drama.” Unlike its predecessor’s gleam­ing high-technology, Tarkovsky built run-down and filthy sets for the space sta­tion, and found futur­is­tic earth­bound loca­tions in the con­tem­po­rary cars and archi­tec­ture of Japan. Finally, Lopate points out that Solaris shares more themes with Alfred Hitchcock’s Ver­tigo than 2001, namely, “the inevitabil­ity of repeat­ing past mistakes.”

Natalya Bondarchuk and Donatas Banionis in SolarisKelvin sees dead people

The links between the two films go beyond the the­matic into the polit­i­cal; Solaris is fre­quently cited as the Soviet Union’s answer to 2001: A Space Odyssey, so it ought to be viewed in the con­text of the Cold War. 2001: A Space Odyssey pre­ceded actual manned moon land­ings, the US’ most defin­i­tive vic­tory in the space race. Kubrick’s visu­als were so effec­tive that they spawned the still-simmering rumor that the moon land­ings were fal­si­fied using footage directed by Kubrick. But before all this, 2001: A Space Odyssey must have seemed like a threat or promise made to the USSR: say­ing, in effect, that the US is going to be first in space and the first to make first con­tact with alien intelligence.

So in this con­text, it’s hard not to inter­pret Solaris as at least partly a pro­pa­ganda coun­ter­shot. It too illus­trates how the soci­ety of its mak­ers and audi­ence also have the brain­power and resources to extend their empire into space. But most unlike 2001: A Space Odyssey, Tarkovsky and co-writer Fridrikh Goren­shtein never allude to pol­i­tics or even men­tion the names of other coun­tries. Kubrick’s film envi­sions no end to the Cold War, even at least thirty years into the future. Kubrick’s vision of the future is actu­ally a wicked satire, show­ing how lit­tle he expects human­ity to evolve despite sig­nif­i­cant tech­no­log­i­cal advances. His future humans still engage in petty squab­bles and apoc­a­lyp­tic brinks­man­ship in the face of a poten­tially paradigm-shifting rev­e­la­tion: the dis­cov­ery of defin­i­tive evi­dence of alien intel­li­gence in a man­u­fac­tured mono­lith buried on Earth’s moon. The US sci­en­tists and gov­ern­ment offi­cials inves­ti­gat­ing the mono­lith seem unmoved by the pow­er­ful notion of alien con­tact, and instead hold bor­ing board­room meet­ings and pose for pho­tographs. In stark con­trast, Tarkovsky’s Solaris has no sense of humor at all, about any­thing. Per­haps the most sig­nif­i­cant trait Solaris shares with Kubrick is a pen­chant for long takes. As Lopate also notes in his Cri­te­rion essay, atyp­i­cally for a Russ­ian film­maker, Tarkovsky favored long takes over Eisen­stein­ian montage.

Donatas Banionis in SolarisKelvin inspects the ductwork

In this vision of the future, the Soviet Union oper­ates a sci­en­tific research sta­tion in orbit over the ocean planet Solaris. An entire school of study called Solar­is­tics has sprung up around the study of the ocean’s pecu­liar prop­er­ties. Astro­naut Berton (Vladislav Dvorzhet­sky) returns to Earth with con­tro­ver­sial claims that the Solaris ocean some­how cre­ates phys­i­cal man­i­fes­ta­tions of land­scapes and mon­strous crea­tures on the planet’s fluid sur­face. Dr. Gibar­ian (Sos Sargsyan), still sta­tioned at Solaris, sends for his old friend, psy­chi­a­trist Chris Kelvin (Donatas Ban­io­nis). Berton, haunted and pre­ma­turely aged by his expe­ri­ences, vis­its Kelvin at his father’s home in an attempt to warn him about what he is surely to expe­ri­ence, but Kelvin rudely dis­misses him. We later learn the source of Kelvin’s mis­an­thropy: his wife Hari (Natalya Bon­darchuk) com­mit­ted sui­cide after he left her some years before.

Kelvin arrives at Solaris to dis­cover that Gibar­ian has already com­mit­ted sui­cide. The strange man­i­fes­ta­tions Berton reported on the Solaris oceans are also occur­ring on board. Every sur­viv­ing sci­en­tist still aboard the space sta­tion is haunted by “guests,” their euphemism for the appari­tions that, as best they can deter­mine, are some­how culled from their most emo­tion­ally intense mem­o­ries. In due course, Kelvin’s dead wife rein­car­nates in a con­fused, partially-formed state. She is dazed and doesn’t quite under­stand who she is or why she is there, and doesn’t “remem­ber” that she is dead. When she tries to undress, she dis­cov­ers her dress is com­pletely sewn shut; Kelvin’s imper­fect mem­o­ries of her appar­ently don’t include but­tons ‘n’ zips. Kelvin also expe­ri­ences fever­ish night­mares in which he con­fuses Hari with his long-dead mother.

Natalya Bondarchuk in Solaristhe twice-doomed Hari (Natalya Bondarchuk)

In a kind of filmed sui­cide note, Gibar­ian tells Kelvin the man­i­fes­ta­tions have “some­thing to do with con­science,” indi­cat­ing that the com­mon ori­gin of every guest is that they are each the pri­mary object of guilt in an individual’s mind. Gibar­ian asks Kelvin “did you see her yet?” sug­gest­ing that he sent for him because he cor­rectly pre­dicted Kelvin’s guest would be his dead wife Hari. The pres­ence of Gibarian’s guest (a lit­tle girl) was evi­dently for him an intol­er­a­ble curse, but per­haps he imag­ines it would be a gift for Kelvin to have Hari back. But the whole sit­u­a­tion begs the ques­tion: if the author­i­ties know about the man­i­fes­ta­tions, why would they agree to send such a psy­cho­log­i­cally dam­aged man as Kelvin?

When Kelvin attempts to leave Hari alone in his quar­ters, the not-quite-human crea­ture man­ages to smash through the door­way in pur­suit. She instinc­tively doesn’t want to be left alone, but can’t explain why. A suit­able sci­ence fic­tion expla­na­tion might be that she some­how senses that she may lit­er­ally dema­te­ri­al­ize when Kelvin’s brain is not within prox­im­ity. Or her newly-formed mind may be suf­fer­ing echoes of what the “real” Hari felt when she com­mit­ted sui­cide after Kelvin left her. What if Kelvin becomes com­fort­able liv­ing with this rein­car­na­tion of Hari, and his guilt for the orig­i­nal woman’s death lessens… will her rein­car­na­tion then disappear?

Donatas Banionis in SolarisKelvin at home in Mother Russia

An obser­va­tion: like Lind­say Anderson’s If… (read The Dork Report review), Solaris uses a mix­ture of black & white and color film. For most of the first hour, black & white footage ini­tially sig­ni­fies either film clips or tele­con­fer­enc­ing (note that the film cor­rectly pre­dicts widescreen HDTV mon­i­tors and web­con­fer­enc­ing in the future). But later sequences appear in black and white, with­out inter­nal jus­ti­fi­ca­tion: first as Berton dri­ves deject­edly back into the city (filmed in the alien land­scapes of Japan), and later as Kelvin locks him­self in his cabin on Solaris. To con­fuse the mat­ter still fur­ther, Kelvin brings a home movie with him from Earth, which is in color! I don’t have a the­ory to explain these log­i­cal dis­crep­an­cies; I’m just point­ing them out.

I’m sur­prised to find to find that I did not like the film as much as my first view­ing almost a decade ago. Solaris is as talky and over­writ­ten as its osten­si­ble model 2001: A Space Odyssey is ele­gantly quiet. Totally self-serious and humor­less, its three-hour run­ning time is frankly a lit­tle try­ing on the patience. In his 1977 appre­ci­a­tion of the film reprinted in the Cri­te­rion edi­tion book­let, Akira Kuro­sawa reports he was stunned by the expense when he vis­ited the set, equiv­a­lent to 600,000,000 yen at the time. But he defends the sig­nif­i­cant length of the early scenes set on Earth, which he inter­prets to be intended to instill nos­tal­gia for Kelvin leav­ing nature behind for­ever. Indeed, the time spent on Earth in the early parts of the film does pre­fig­ure a sig­nif­i­cant home­com­ing at the end, when Kelvin seems to return to a dream­like vision of his father’s house. The for­merly lush and mov­ing nat­ural scenery land­scape is now wasted and frost­bit. It rains inside as well as out, sug­gest­ing a kind of bap­tism or rebirth in the waters of Solaris.


Must Read: Solaris by Phillip Lopate

Must Read: the Organic Mechanic review by Adam Harvey

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2001: A Space Odyssey

2001 A Space Odyssey movie poster

 

One of the best movies ever made, on one of the biggest screens in New York. What could be better?

It’s taken me many years and many view­ings to real­ize that the movie is actu­ally very, very funny. Per­haps this shouldn’t be sur­pris­ing, com­ing right on the heels Dr. Strangelove, but the som­bre seri­ous air about the film dis­guised some of the com­edy to my young mind watch­ing the movie every year uncut on a Philadel­phia VHF chan­nel. Just a few of the many huge “jokes” packed into the film: the entire human con­di­tion con­densed as chimp pan­tomime, fan­tas­tic visions of the future punc­tured by hilar­i­ously closed-minded humans more inter­ested in sand­wiches, and the most naked human emo­tions shown on screen com­ing from apes and com­put­ers as opposed to sup­pos­edly evolved humans.

2001 On the web: Kubrick 2001 presents an elab­o­rate, though some­times silly, ani­mated expli­ca­tion. Then there’s The Under­view, in valiant oppo­si­tion to the schem­ing dedamned’s auto­guard, help­fully includ­ing the com­plete Zero Grav­ity Toi­let instruc­tions.