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Howard Shore & David Cronenberg – Crash

Monday, January 18th, 2010

The eroticisation of trauma

The eroticisation of trauma

Based upon J.G. Ballard’s novel of the same name David Cronenberg’s film explores extreme human behaviour – the fascination with death and eroticisation of danger. After being involved in a head-on collision the homonymous lead character James Ballard (James Spader) and his wife Catherine Ballard (Deborah Karak Unger) find themselves increasingly involved with a cult of car crash fetishists, an underground sub-culture of omnisexual car-crash victims who use car crashes to fuel their sex lives. The movie essentially consists of a series of car crashes juxtaposed with sex scenes, providing a cautionary tale of a mechanised industrial society’s tendency to dull the human senses.

A psychopathic hymn

A psychopathic hymn


Some of J.G. Ballard’s (the author) favourite films were created by directors who work in tandem with great composers. For example, David Lynch and Alfred Hitchcock, who Ballard has written about in a variety of contexts, had long standing relationships with composers Angelo Badalamenti and Bernard Herrmann respectively. Appropriately, the film adaptation of Crash was created by one of the most important director / composer teams of contemporary cinema: the Canadian duo of David Cronenberg and Howard Shore. J.G. Ballard has hailed Cronenberg’s Crash (made in 1996) as “the first film of the 21st century,” and in a review of one of the director’s more recent works, A History of Violence (2005) he wrote “all Cronenberg’s films make us edge back into our seats, gripped by the story unfolding on screen but aware that something unpleasant is going on in the seats around us.” The effect is compounded by the relationship between Cronenberg’s film in the context of a Howard Shore score.

Relentless sexual content

Relentless sexual content


Shore has taken the opportunity to experiment with the music. In the liner notes for the soundtrack he explains that “… 75% of the score was composed while 25% was mutated after the music was recorded.” His approach is to focus on the emotions (or lack thereof) being played out on screen. Using six electric guitars, three harps, three woodwinds and two percussionists to make up most of the score, the ensemble provides a metallic touching on industrial sound, presenting little in the way of recurring themes. It is clear Shore understands that space and silence are important in manipulating the viewer’s perception in a film such as this. He has generated soundscapes under which the on-screen characters play out their increasingly hazardous and destructive lives. Listened to on it’s own, without Cronenberg’s scenarios to guide the audience, Crash is a difficult listen, with electric guitars monotonously moving forward, repetitive yet arousing. The woodwinds are used sparingly and tend to appear in the more intimate moments. When the small string orchestra makes an appearance it appears the characters may actually care for on another.

Metallic and melodic

Metallic and melodic


There is a subtle use of electronic effects which is mirrored by lead character Ballard’s comments about technology in the film; the car is the technology we are most involved in, providing a marriage between human imagination and technology. These words could be used to describe Shore’s own take on his score for this film. The mixture of the electronic manipulation and acoustic instruments is carefully considered by the composer. Antique harps plucked over images of slow-moving heavy traffic provide a connection between old and new technology. The score mirrors the film in it’s linking of technology with the carnal. What is often referred to as a “love affair” with the automobile as resulted in a world-wide and growing addiction to a means of transportation which is unhealthy and destructive. Aside from the pollution and accident rate the addiction has also increased human isolation. Hidden in private shells people only interact when necessary, the interaction rarely becoming intimate until it is violent. Cronenberg, J.G. Ballard and Howard Shore put forward the idea that machines have changed our humanity and Crash says that our sexuality can mingle with the technology we hold so dear. Film director Bernardo Bertolucci apparently told Cronenberg that Crash is a religious masterpiece.

Technology and desire

Technology and desire


It is easy to tell as the film progresses and protagonist James Ballard unravels psychologically the music become stranger to represent this. In one scene where Ballard, his wife and fetishist Vaughan are entering a car-wash, Shore creates a sort of music concrete (best described as electronic music created from editing fragments of natural and industrial sounds). The car-wash scene begins with detailed recordings of the convertible car as it reconfigures it’s roof; a window closing electrically to hermetically seal the occupants in the watertight car, giving way to the mixture of thick wads of cloth and leather against metal and streaming water sounds. The pulsing machine noise builds to an intensity measured by the sexual activity inside the car. However, mostly throughout the film, music is rarely louder than the dialogue, engines, and traffic noise dominating the sonic landscape of Crash.

Collision of flesh and metal

Collision of flesh and metal


Shore says that Cronenberg has always given him considerable freedom in their collaborations. Having scored over a hundred films Shore claims that for him film and music are intertwined, that the film performs his music for him, in a way. The score successfully creates an atmosphere that allows the violence and sexuality to seep out, rather than represent it explicitly as would be the temptation for many composers. The various performers and soloists show discipline in how their respective parts are played, never conveying too much emotion into the score. It is unlike anything Shore has produced before or since. He has gone on to compose full-blown orchestral scores for the likes of Peter Jackson and his Lord of The Rings trilogy, but the budget would not allow for such extravagance in this film, leading to a much more interesting product. The understanding of dynamics and layering are clear here, the limited tonal and thematic range and a reluctance to key changes creates hypnotically repetitive melodic patterns – hypnotising the audience to the ritual significance of automobile trauma. This intelligent balance creates the perfect environment for action, magnifying the images and their meanings. The score juxtaposes the most ancient instruments (such as harp and flute) with the most contemporary (sampling and computer manipulation), reflecting J.G. Ballard’s comparison of basic human needs (sex) with contemporary culture (cars).

Download the soundtrack here.

As a bit of a diversion, here is a classic Squarepusher track Red-Hot Car cut together with a re-edit of some scenes from the film. Nothing like the soundtrack for the actual film, but fun all the same.

You can read and listen to another soundtrack review in the form of Christiane F. – Wir Kinder vom Bahnhof Zoo, with Brian Eno and David Bowie.

Crash – IMDB

Ballardian

Crash Soundtrack – Discogs

Edward Burtynsky: Oil #2

Friday, January 15th, 2010

This is part two of two in our look at this incredible photography exhibition. Part 1 is here. Apocalyptic man-made wounds, the schisms of oil’s emanation caused by mechanical fiends which dry their surroundings of the black gold in service of an unlimited thirst. The components are established in reality, but they convey a vision of an industrial junkie, reaching ever deeper to hit a vein.

Edward Burtynsky, Oil Fields #22, Cold Lake Production Project, Cold Lake, Alberta, Canada, 2001. Chromogenic color print.

Edward Burtynsky, Oil Fields #22, Cold Lake Production Project, Cold Lake, Alberta, Canada, 2001. Chromogenic color print.

There is a cold dominance and depersonalisation to the artist’s style. Absent, we are simply present. There is no overt voice to cloud our interpretation. The extraordinary scenes are sterile like a disembodied dream. Oil is a source of wealth, the fuel of progress, yet has dark promises.

Edward Burtynsky, Highway #1, Intersection 105 & 110, Los Angeles, California, USA, 2003. Chromogenic color print.

Edward Burtynsky, Highway #1, Intersection 105 & 110, Los Angeles, California, USA, 2003. Chromogenic color print.

Burtynsky uses cranes and helicopters to provide his angles. There maintains an aura of impossibility. The detachment offers the power of physical remoteness from the mastery and control of nature and the promise of its destruction. It is an edge which can not be backed away from, its too late: we’ve already gone over.

Edward Burtynsky, Oil Refineries #23, Oakville, Ontario, Canada, 1999. Chromogenic color print.

Edward Burtynsky, Oil Refineries #23, Oakville, Ontario, Canada, 1999. Chromogenic color print.

The artist maps a world shaped, ordered and rendered almost to submission. To honour human effort in bringing oil the surface, nature bends to our will. Places and people are united by oil as it is taken from the ground. The images astonish because they give shape to our suppressed realisation of what our lifestyles have caused.

Edward Burtynsky, AMARC #5, Davis-Monthan AFB, Tuscon, Arizona, USA, 2006. Chromogenic color print.

Edward Burtynsky, AMARC #5, Davis-Monthan AFB, Tuscon, Arizona, USA, 2006. Chromogenic color print.

Remarkable scenes of the reordering of nature at unknown sites through obscure industrial activities depict a world of oil which is beyond comprehension and outside our control yet ultimately resulting from our own existence. Human mastery of the natural world has contained the force of our environment. and tempered our fear of God. The shock of these images arises not from the scale and crushing power of nature; but rather from the organisation and extraction of profit from resources.

Edward Burtynsky, Trucker’s Jamboree, Walcott, Iowa, USA, 2003. Chromogenic color print.

Edward Burtynsky, Trucker’s Jamboree, Walcott, Iowa, USA, 2003. Chromogenic color print.

Burtynsky is no technophobe. He acknowledges out dependence on the mechanical world, its pleasures and extremes. But in finality, our own creeping terror at its inevitability. Oil is no simplistic villain, in fact it is our own black hearted rationalism which has the chilling, corrosive effect.

Edward Burtynsky, Oxford Tire Pile #9ab, Westley, California, USA, 1999. Chromogenic color print.

Edward Burtynsky, Oxford Tire Pile #9ab, Westley, California, USA, 1999. Chromogenic color print.

If these diagrams of exploitation and vectors of progress are visions of our shared subconscious, they foretell the future. If God is dead; then it is man we must fear – and his creations.

Learn more about the Corcoran exhibition Edward Burtynsky: Oil

The book.

Ballardian.

The artist.

Edward Burtynsky: Oil #1

Friday, January 15th, 2010

This is the first of a two-part feature on Edward Burtynsky bringing together 12 years of imagery on the subject of oil for the Corcoran Gallery of Art in Washington, D.C. He is an internationally respected photographer focusing on industrially transformed landscapes. His photographs of quarries, factories and other artifacts of oil extraction and use are extraordinary for their depiction of mankind’s organization of the land for resource-extraction and profit.

Edward Burtynsky, Alberta Oil Sands #6, Fort McMurray, Alberta, Canada, 2007. Chromogenic color print.

Edward Burtynsky, Alberta Oil Sands #6, Fort McMurray, Alberta, Canada, 2007. Chromogenic color print.

Burtynsky has a precise concentration for geometry in his image, evoking the rational automatism of the mysterious relationship between man and nature. The subject of the photo essay is the mechanics and industry of extraction, refinement, development and so the human activities associated; the wreckage, detritus and remains of what man has made of the earth.

Edward Burtynsky, SOCAR Oil Fields #1ab, Baku Azerbaijan, 2006. Chromogenic color print.

Edward Burtynsky, SOCAR Oil Fields #1ab, Baku Azerbaijan, 2006. Chromogenic color print.

Starting at the source, the photographs move outward to survey an ecosystem of sorts. Following this cycle we can see ourselves shadowing the black drops on their journey from earth to operation.

Edward Burtynsky, Oil Fields #19ab, Belridge, California, 2003. Chromogenic color print.

Edward Burtynsky, Oil Fields #19ab, Belridge, California, 2003. Chromogenic color print.

The study is epic in scope. There is stunning detail at work, creating a mythical and improbable realm which is firmly rooted with a clinical hyperreal critique of civilisation with a mixture of awe and dispassion.

Edward Burtynsky, Shipbreaking #13, Chittagong, Bangladesh, 2000. Chromogenic color print.

Edward Burtynsky, Shipbreaking #13, Chittagong, Bangladesh, 2000. Chromogenic color print.

The images provoke an unsettling dialogue with the audience. The photographs have an authority which tests comprehension to it’s limits. As only the most powerful photographs can, evoking the past, reinforcing the present and giving an inkling of the future – rendering the viewer speechless.

Edward Burtynsky, Recycling #2, Chittagong, Bangladesh, 2001. Chromogenic color print.

Edward Burtynsky, Recycling #2, Chittagong, Bangladesh, 2001. Chromogenic color print.

Learn more about the Corcoran exhibition Edward Burtynsky: Oil

The book.

Ballardian.

The artist.