Capital Celluloid 2014 - Day 252: Wed Sep 10

The Long Day Closes (Davies, 1992): ICA Cinema, 6.40pm

This screening, brought to you by the Badlands Collective is part of the Scalarama season which runs throughout September. Director Terence Davies will be attending this event.

Here is the ICA introduction:
A hypnotic, bittersweet ode to boyhood, cinemagoing, postwar working-class family life, Catholicism and glacial erosion, The Long Day Closes follows Bud, a lonely young boy growing up in Liverpool in the 1950s. Told as a trance of memories and moments, the film’s particular brand of sadness, beauty, breathtaking rhythm and atmospheric cinematography is emblematic of why writer-director Terence Davies is one of the great artists of contemporary British cinema.

The movie will be shown from a 35mm print and the screening will feature an introduction and complimentary programme booklet from repertory cinema curators The Badlands Collective.

Chicago Reader review:
The 1992 conclusion of Terence Davies's second autobiographical trilogy may not achieve the sublime heights of parts one and two (which comprised 1988's Distant Voices, Still Lives), but it's still a powerful film, possibly even a great one—the sort of work that can renew one's faith in movies. Part three chronicles his life in working-class Liverpool between the ages of 7 and 11, a period he compresses into the years 1955 and 1956, but Davies focuses less on plot or memory as they're usually understood than on the memory of emotions and subjective consciousness. Music, lighting, elaborate camera movements, and the sound tracks of other films are among the tools he uses in relation to the basic settings of home, street, school, church, pub, and movie theater. Davies emphasizes the continuities and discontinuities between these places and the emotions they evoke, creating a consistent sense of religious illumination and transfiguration. What he does with the strains of "Tammy" in one climactic sequence and with the drift of moving clouds in another are alone worth the price of admission.
Jonathan Rosenbaum

Here is that sequence Rosenbaum discusses in the conclusion of his short review.

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