Watched The Red Violin, today… maybe for the 14th time. I lost count.
I cannot explain why I love this movie so much.
One hand I know that I never get bored of it, I always find it so incredibly entertaining and it soothes me.
On the other hand I keep getting the same reaction and emotional responses to the same places every single time which means there is something incredibly universal and incredibly well timed in those scenes.
First of all it’s color coded: Red moves to ocher for Cremona and ochre fades to green for Vienna and Kaspar’s story, the green fades into dark brown that leads to Pope’s episode dominated by burgundy and blue (blue when rationality is in place), the burgundy goes into red and we keep some of the blue that turns to a gray shade and then white kicks in for China. When white kicks in we are introduced to Canada and a world of Orange (spiritual color) in all of its tints and shades and tones.
Samuel L Jackson’s love for the violin is something the brings us back, full circle, to Bussotti and his love for his wife. He can feel the spirit of the woman inside the violin, he hears her soul, her pain and whenever he touches her and stares at her or even listens to her… he makes this expression as if he were staring directly in the face of God.
I love how all the details come back together, how the tarot card bring us to the end of the journey because the requirements are met, because the full moon brings the wife back to the husband and because finally the violin becomes what she was always meant to be: the gift of a father to his child. A gift of love “con tutto il mio cuore” says the label, with all my heart.
The historical imperfections and mistake are definitely chosen for the sake of storytelling, you can feel that they know it’s not accurate but understand that the story needs to flow, you know there is knowledge and an intelligent choice to privilege storytelling and emotions above all.
I always get teary eyes when she dies, when Kaspar dies my heart stops, when the comrades if forced to give the violin away I feel a lump in my throat and of course the beauty of the shots, reproducing paintings, quoting poetry, and the way everything is woven on this beautiful score to support the whole structure.
I always wonder why something so beautifully done is not more popular. It’s even got its funny moments!