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Of
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The
Accidental Auteur
A startling new director find beauty
in the unexpected
Elle Magazine, November 2000
With her supple combination of haunting
visual poetry and dirty realism, Lynne Ramsay may be the most
gifted filmmaker to come out of Britain since Mike Leigh. Two
years ago, at age twenty-seven, Ramsay dazzled the festival circuit
with a casually superb fifteen-minute short called Gasman,
about a broken marriage and the children who play among its shards.
Her first feature, Ratcatcher (which opens nationally this
month) is a dark, captivating portrait of a Glasgow working-class
family during the infamous 1970s garbage strike, seen through
the eyes of a young, very troubled boy.
The poetry in Ramsay's films feels serendipitous,
almost documentary, as if she'd happened upon it by chance. She
draws closely from life, including her own. As a child in Scotland's
two-fisted port city, she used to play with her mother's lace
curtains. Two decades later, that stolen pleasure has become Ratcatcher's
beautiful, subtly ominous opening shot, as a small boy wraps himself
in the sheer netting. "It's kind of like a shroud," Ramsay says,
"so you have the feeling that something's going to happen to him.
I like playing peoples' expectations. You think you're in this
art film, and then you're slapped back into reality."
It was an art film--Maya Deren's great
Meshes of the Afternoon--that moved Ramsay, a photography
major, to apply for last minute entrance to the graduate program
at Britain's National Film and Television School. Although a film
is required to get in, Ramsay was accepted on the grounds of her
photographs. "I guess they thought I could hold a camera," she
jokes.
Ramsay now lives in London near her
English boyfriend--"a mad professor, totally bananas, really."
For her next movie, Morvern Callar, she cast rising star
Samantha Morton (Sweet and Lowdown; Jesus' Son)
in the title role of a supermarket worker who reinvents her life
by claiming authorship of her dead lover's unpublished novel.
It was an unusual choice for Ramsay, since her contracts stipulate
the right to cast unknowns. "I saw more than a thousand children
for Ratcatcher," she says. "It's funny; headmistresses
bring out the ones who can tap dance and do things. But you're
not looking for them. You're looking for the shy kid whom nobody
notices." --KD