{"id":7977,"date":"2011-11-17T15:06:59","date_gmt":"2011-11-17T23:06:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.candlelightstories.com\/?p=7977"},"modified":"2011-11-17T21:01:42","modified_gmt":"2011-11-18T05:01:42","slug":"girls-a-violent-and-gorgeous-film-by-maureen-oconnell","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/candlelightstories.com\/Blog\/2011\/11\/17\/girls-a-violent-and-gorgeous-film-by-maureen-oconnell\/","title":{"rendered":"Girls: A Violent and Gorgeous Film by Maureen O&#8217;Connell"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>This film&#8217;s writer and director, <a href=\"http:\/\/vimeo.com\/user2130510\">Maureen O&#8217;Connell<\/a>, is a student at the Royal Academy of Dramatic Art in London. The school doesn&#8217;t make a good first impression with all its diction and dialects. But her film does. I&#8217;m a bit of a jerk about British drama training. Derek Jacobi once made an offer of employment that I refused while asked for another beer. That&#8217;s my general attitude about the Kenneth Branagh tribe. Nobody&#8217;s ever produced duller Shakespeare than Mr. I-Am-a-Hard-Working-Shakespearean-Dammit! O&#8217;Connell comes from Ireland&#8230; usually an ace up an actor&#8217;s sleeve&#8230; except in Mr. Branagh&#8217;s case. If O&#8217;Connell can keep RADA off of her back, she might just have something very fine going on as a director. She&#8217;s made a great film here. There are some technical issues with sound that annoy me, but they seem easily solvable by simply converting a stereo track to mono and blending a few audio transitions together. Someone could fix that up in a few minutes for her.<\/p>\n<p>The film is about a comfortably middle-class girl who seems disconnected from her family and friends. She takes a sudden turn toward what I can only call suburban violence. The film builds quietly toward a surprising viciousness that seems very real. O&#8217;Connell darts around the action like she&#8217;s making a documentary. She works well with actors, somehow getting large groups of them to create scenes that are shockingly realistic and disturbing. There&#8217;s not a hint of awkwardness in her camera work. In fact, she seems, along with director of photography Arthur Mulhern, to revel in what I call the messy image. It is my belief that only people who seek out messy images can become great filmmakers. I will not explain that too much. It should be obvious to any filmmaker. The film contains a crystallizing and gorgeous image where O&#8217;Connell points the camera into the sun and tracks a running group of teenagers after a fight. It&#8217;s a great image that violates the norms of video photography. In fact, I notice quite a bit of light leaking into the lens during the film. O&#8217;Connell&#8217;s violence is shocking but also mesmerizing. She approaches it in a slightly off-kilter manner that I can&#8217;t quite get a handle on. Just when you think it&#8217;s time for her to calm down and quiet things, someone gets kicked in the face. She just has a natural sense of drama.<\/p>\n<p>Her lead performer, Marilyn Bane, conveys her role brilliantly. She is a cross between likeable innocence and brute savage that I want to hit with a baseball bat. Really fine work. All the actors are terrific and the group of ass-kicking girls is just horrifying.<\/p>\n<p>So this Maureen O&#8217;Connell is probably going to be making something very fine for the BBC soon. Get ready for it. Because it won&#8217;t be pretty. But it&#8217;ll leave a big bruise for a long while.\u00a0 She&#8217;ll most likely have to get over all that RADA stuff.\u00a0 Although, to contradict myself slightly, she does do this nice little <a href=\"http:\/\/www.rada.ac.uk\/profiles?prof_act=8209\">Romeo &amp; Juliet thing that I listened to<\/a>!<\/p>\n<div class=\"media\"><object width=\"580\" height=\"326\" classid=\"clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000\" codebase=\"http:\/\/download.macromedia.com\/pub\/shockwave\/cabs\/flash\/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0\"><param name=\"allowfullscreen\" value=\"true\" \/><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\" \/><param name=\"src\" value=\"http:\/\/vimeo.com\/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=30127669&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=0&amp;show_byline=0&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=00adef&amp;fullscreen=1&amp;autoplay=0&amp;loop=0\" \/><embed width=\"580\" height=\"326\" type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" src=\"http:\/\/vimeo.com\/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=30127669&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=0&amp;show_byline=0&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=00adef&amp;fullscreen=1&amp;autoplay=0&amp;loop=0\" allowfullscreen=\"true\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" \/><\/object><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This film&#8217;s writer and director, Maureen O&#8217;Connell, is a student at the Royal Academy of Dramatic Art in London. 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