Beautiful losers
For my selection, I’ve brought together five films around the theme of the “beautiful loser”: the winner who never quite wins all, the loser who still has something left. Enjoy!
Miron: A Man Returned from Outside the World – Simon Beaulieu
Me voici en moi comme un homme dans une maison qui s'est faite en son absence. This quote opens Gaston Miron’s L’homme rapaillé, a collection of poems published in 1970 that went on to achieve cult status and made Miron’s writing style, known as abracadabrant (roughly translated as “phantasmagorical”), one of the most imitated by subsequent generations of writers.
And it is precisely this notion of absence that haunts Simon Beaulieu’s hour-long film through its mashup of archival footage. There’s the absence of the poet himself, of course, but also that of the future he and so many of his generation had worked toward—this mirage of national independence, forever in the distance, never attained. Then you have their combined presence in their absence: Miron and Quebec, Quebeckers through the words of their poet, the poet through his people, “returned from outside the world” and brought back together.
I caught this film for the first time in the summer of 2014 at an outdoor screening in Montréal’s Parc Laurier. I remember being struck by the raw poetic power generated by juxtaposing Miron’s words with the selected clips, tracing not just Miron’s personal history but also the history of modern Quebec and our cultural heritage, enshrined in the national treasure that is the National Film Board.
If every biopic is to some extent riddled with ghosts—a sound-and-image evocation of someone who is no longer there, giving presence to absence—then Miron: A Man Returned From Outside the World (“ Miron : un homme revenu d’en dehors du monde ”) is one of the most ghost-ridden biopics I’ve ever seen. A spirit from beyond the land of the living, he and all those so magnificently invoked by Beaulieu return for one last look upon the “house built in their absence.” Perhaps they will find it in the viewer’s gaze, two spectres staring at each other until they are all but unrecognizable in the other’s eyes.
it is precisely this notion of "absence" that haunts Simon Beaulieu’s hour-long film through its mashup of archival footage. There’s the absence of the poet himself, of course, but also that of the future he and so many of his generation had worked toward...