The Sound and the Fury

I watched this movie today in a blizzard mainly because it was a classic novel and because James Franco was in it. I never read it so I had no idea what I was in for. Right from the beginning I had a feeling of doom looming over this family. While I will admit it was very confusing there was an undercurrent that consistently led me to believe something terrible was about to happen. The score of the film took one even deeper into this morose feeling. When it was over I actually felt ill and had a raging headache. Now I must read this novel. I feel this alone makes this film earn a ten star rating.

I feel Mr Franco was successful in allowing you to peer into the subconscious of the characters and let your mind fill in the fine details. I suppose this is the way it was written. This film took me someplace I did not want to be but I could not turn away. I found it fascinating and am looking forward to reading the book.

I might change my mind at some point, but ever since seeing this film I've been asking myself what, if anything, James Franco could have improved with this difficult adaptation of a difficult book, and I haven't thought of anything yet. The real question is whether a film-maker ought to revise the source material to make it easier for the public to understand. Yes, he should, is the answer if all that matters is the commercial viability of the film. No, he shouldn't, if he's creating a work of art, and that what Franco has done here. I didn't think he had it in him. If you've read the book a few times, enough to disentangle the narrative, you'll appreciate what's been done. The book is divided into three parts. Part 1 focuses on Benjy and his experiences. Because Benjy has no grasp of time, past and present are mixed up confusingly. One lovely touch in the film is the way that random thoughts of Benjy are heard in his sister's voice, because he has no voice of his own. Part 2 is the story of his mentally disturbed brother Quentin. In the film, as in the book, it helps to know that there are two Quentins. The other one is Benjy's sister Caddy's daughter. In the book, Quentin's story is interrupted by partially informative streams of consciousness. In the film, the conclusion you reach is that here is a deeply disturbed young man, just about able to pass himself off as 'normal'. Again, the flow of time is as disordered as the man. Part 3 is, finally, a coherent narrative structure, focusing on brother Jason, the man with the worst anger management problem in the world. The film has matched all three parts as well as a film possibly could, and if you hate it, as my partner did, then you'd probably hate the book, and I could understand why. But I have to say that James Franco has created one of the best-made films I've seen recently, and I admire him greatly for doing so. It makes me optimistic about the forthcoming 'In Dubious Battle'.

I've never been able to make it through this Faulkner novel, but anyone who is able to cipher through the notoriously confusing The Sound and the Fury and write a coherent screenplay should be congratulated. I think the only reason this movie was panned was because it was James Franco's baby, and very few of his movies were well-liked by the critics. Had someone else put his name on the film, directed it and starred as the mentally retarded Benji, the film probably would have been touted and given dozens of nominations throughout the awards season. Instead, it was criticized as being a failure and given the terrible insult of "it's hard to fault him for trying."

This heavy, upsetting drama follows a Southern family in the 1920s; crowned by patriarch Tim Blake Nelson, the four siblings have immense problems and struggle to face their existence. Split into four sections, each section is filmed with a different touch and tone. Experimenting with light, framing, and point of view, each segment clearly describes what the different characters are going through and how they look at life. Had anyone else directed this movie, with the same result, I really believe the talent behind the camera would have been praised.

The first section is from James Franco's point of view, so everything is handheld, wild, and confused. One image leads to a memory, which leads to another memory, and when brought back to the present moment, both Franco and the audience are briefly disoriented. Franco's character is mentally retarded, and as simple pleasures calm him down momentarily, the slightest upset can change his mood. He loves his sister, who was the only one to defend him when they were little, but his obsession with finding reminders of her gets him into trouble. He's always assigned a guardian to walk with him and try to manage his moods, but since his "keepers" begrudge the duty and treat him terribly, he absorbs their negative energy. He can hear conversations about sending him away to an asylum, he can tell when people are insulting him, and on some level, he knows he's unable to express himself or communicate better than an animal.

The second section shows Jacob Loeb's troubles as he deals with his immense emotional problems, as well as his incestuous relationship with his sister. It doesn't seem possible for anything to be more disturbing than the first segment, but watching people with mental problems who don't have Franco's excuse is really disturbing. The third section cements the pattern: Ahna O'Reilly has a profound and damaging impact on all three of her brothers' lives. Both Franco and Loeb get into permanent trouble as they seek different versions of her love, and Scott Haze is left to pick up the pieces of her irresponsible mistake. She leaves behind an illegitimate child and Scott has to put his entire life on hold while he raises his niece. He's supposed to be a villain, but as the best villains can make the audience understand them, his frustration is completely relatable. He's left cleaning up everyone else's messes, and he's forced to watch history repeat itself with the next generation. He becomes the new patriarch, patronizing his mother and putting up with his brother, and the young daughter of the family gets into trouble and disrespects propriety and family order. When he loses his temper with Joey King's rebellious behavior, you feel like joining him. Everything gets wrapped up with a brief fourth section following Loretta Devine, a family servant who has known the siblings since childhood. I'm sure I'm not alone in wishing this segment was longer, since Loretta's such a pro and isn't given as much screen time to show her talent, but with the heavy subject matter of the past ninety minutes, it's understandable that the movie took pity on its audience and ended quickly.

The performances in The Sound and the Fury are mind-blowing. You know the feeling you get when you see a stage play with incredible actors who bounce emotions off each other so perfectly there's a tangible hum in the air? You'll get the same feeling when you watch this movie. Each cast member seems so set in his or her role, it'll be nearly impossible to see them in other movies and believe they can play other characters. Not a single emotion of James Franco's wordless performance hints to the audience, "Look how great an actor I am!" He's not pretending to be mentally retarded and completely out of touch with his surroundings; he actually is. If you've never seen in his earlier heartthrob films, you won't really be able to appreciate the depth of his transformation. And if anyone else had given that performance, he probably would have gotten an Oscar nomination out of it. If you can get yourself in the mood for a heavy Southern drama that makes Tennessee Williams's plays seem like screwball comedies, rent James Franco's highly underrated The Sound and the Fury.

DLM Warning: If you suffer from vertigo or dizzy spells, like my mom does, this movie might not be your friend. The entire first section and a couple of scenes in the second section are filmed with a handheld camera, and that will make you sick. In other words, "Don't Look, Mom!"

Kiddy Warning: Obviously, you have control over your own children. However, due to sexual content, I wouldn't let my kids watch it.

This movie was a complete waste of time. This movie keeps on repeating itself throughout its entirety. He should whether he believes in god or not pray for forgiveness for this piece of garbage. If I had to hear "She smells like the trees." or some crap like that one last time I would have went full mental just like Franco did in the movie.

I was a huge fan of Franco's earlier Faulkner adaptation, "As I Lay Dying," so I checked this one out even though I wasn't aware of it's existence until just recently.

As with his earlier Faulkner adaptation, it's extremely difficult to understand. This is mainly because Faulkner's original book, The Sound and the Fury, is equally difficult. You can read the book, or watch the movie, and easily have no idea what it's about. This is the nature of the beast with Faulkner, and as I get older I start to wonder if he ever meant these stories to make sense. I'm leaning towards no, but I don't think it really matters as his stories aren't about coherence, they're more about emotion and pondering this strange existence we all seem to be stuck in, not logic or reason as perhaps is hinted at by Mr. Compson's nihilistic boozy monologues.

I don't envy the task of making The Sound and the Fury into a movie, but I think it was done about as perfectly as could be expected when you're talking about one of the most disjointed, out of time, and at times rambling and incoherent stories ever told.

I only have one major complaint, in that the black servants of the Compson family are barely depicted in the film. In the book they're much bigger characters and form a sort of moral, and even hopeful element to the story, as is somewhat hinted by the movie scene of the church choir.

A few other plot points are changed, to no real harm. The final thing that struck me was that Franco's adaptation has a slightly different ending, which doesn't really make any sense. Of course, the original book ending doesn't make any more sense...not that it should. We are, of course, all living a story told by an idiot.