Blu-ray Review: BLUE VALENTINE is the Perfect Claustrophobic, Anti-Romance
Almost exactly a year ago this week, I was walking out of the Salle Debussy screen at the Palais des Festivals in Cannes, having been utterly blown away by a film that I would spend the rest of the year telling everyone I knew that they had to go out of their way to see. Fast forward to today, and that film, Derek Cianfrance's Blue Valentine has now landed on blu-ray and DVD. Follow the jump to see whether I'm just as enthusiastic now. As if I could be anything else. I stand by my statement that Blue Valentine deserves to be considered one of the best films of the last, or indeed any year. It is a touching, and occasionally provocative anti-romantic film that takes the established expectations we have for screen romances and squeezes the mindless happiness out of it, replacing that escapist pleasure with a stark reality that suggests not everyone gets a happy ending. The film focuses on two characters from separate worlds who once fell hopelessly and helplessly in love and are now in the advanced stages of falling back out of it, thanks to stark realisations and the ominous shadow of their parents' relationships hanging over them. So during the film we watch the final embers of the relationship dying, despite the couple's attempts to save their relationship, as we simultaneously get to see, in non-linear fashion, the beginnings of their passion. Director Cianfrance's aesthetic is startling precise and beautifully rich, with a wonderful intimacy in the camera work that heightens both the tension and the enveloping beauty of the relationship: the visuals are the perfect back-drop for the enclosed nature of the relationship. Although the cinematography is great, and the script is a triumph, the film's success relies entirely most heavily on two exceptional performances from its leads. Ryan Goslings performance as Dean is pitch perfect, and he soars as the desperately hopeless romantic with an entirely unattainable model for romance and happiness. He simmers with tangible passion throughout, which occasionally manifests itself in negative and explosive emotion, but Gosling plays him as a tragic figure, unable to reconcile his expectations of romance, and his own pursuit of simple happiness with the expectations of his partner. Alongside him, Michelle Williams rightly gained an Oscar nod for her performance as Cindy, which is as taut and emotionally intense as Gosling's, even if she is positioned a little as the villain of the piece, whose initial seduction quickly gives way to the terror of potentially being trapped in a stagnant relationship. She is marked by the ghosts of her parents' relationship, and the realisation that her own may head the same way plays out in Williams' performance brilliantly. At the heart of things, we have a film about conflicts, personal and ideological, concerning romance and happiness, and it is in the performances of the leads that these conflicts are most expertly realised. What we have here is essentially a two-character piece, reflecting the bubble-like nature of their relationship, which quickly segues from charming to catastrophic as the characters are unable to grow independently and end up loathing one another for the same reasons they fell in love. And in that respect it is one of the most appropriately envisaged modern anti-romances now available to buy on the market.