The Insatiable Moon

God works in funny ways. If the first son of God could turn water into wine, Arthur the self-proclaimed second son can make stony hearts beat again. This is an inspired film. A story of psychiatric patients in a boarding house that doesn't fit into a suburb with pretensions, sounds unpromising but magically they are revealed as very real people by an excellent script and stunning performances from all the leads which draw one in. To say it is moving, witty, and very funny doesn't do it justice. That it took eight years to produce, and after funding was withdrawn was produced on a very low budget may in hindsight have helped. One senses that it is the work of people who believed in it passionately, and put their hearts and genius into it. It shows.

Review quote: "No I haven't watched the movie yet. The only thing I know about it is the synopsis and the "highly suspicious" reviews about it..." Etc. etc.

I'm an ex professional movie reviewer from the UK now living in the Czech Republic, "submissive_element"'s negative and highly suspicious 'review' suggesting all reviews are a bias from people who worked on the movie or were cast members is complete and utter twaddle.

If you aren't moved by this massively unexpected piece of brilliance, then you're probably dead. For the reviewer in question to say he hasn't even seen the film but suggest it is suspicious is, for my money, simply bad manners. The characters, story, social issues and tribulations contained therein conjour something completely unexpected and magical.

Example: A scene at a paedophiles funeral - with an open floor - where the deceased's friends and the mother of the molested suicide victims speak of the deceased will shock you and stun you for both its raw shock factor, humanity and yet balanced love, and this is not even close to being one of the most thought provoking, endearing scenes in the film.

It's hard to know what to make of the movie, but this isn't a low budget Kiwi flick, it's a huge movie that does more on so many levels than most of the worldwide celluloid output of the past few years. It may have a lower budget than many films, but I've seen movies with a lot more money pumped in to them that don't yield a fraction of the response it raised in me.

To not try and track it down is your loss. I hope "Submissive Element" is reading this review, and does so accordingly.

This is an excellent little film, made on a minuscule budget. It will make you laugh and it will make you cry. You won't need to download a five page cheat sheet from Salon to understand it because it's just about the stuff people do to one another, good and bad, and the serendipity that sometimes results. If you liked the Japanese film Departures or the Italian film Bread and Tulips then you will probably like this. If you're a child of the Enlightment who wants everything to be explained, with Is dotted and Ts crossed then you may be disappointed because, as this film sets out to demonstrate, some things are just inexplicable.

My friends all rave about this film; being of a contrary-nature l often find such enthusiastic recommendations rather a put-off, but l have to admit it's really entertaining, funny and warmly-human.

Made on a shoestring, it looks a little rough around the edges at times, but the performances are all perfect, especially Rawiri Paratene ("Whalerider) as the central character.

Its a New Zealand film, with some great insights into Maori culture, but the theme, the setting and the humour are universal.

Don't get put off by the 'mental illness' tag - its a really entertaining film that left even this grumpy old man leaving the cinema with a spring in his step.

I'm glad I caught this film at Birmingham's famous Midlands Art Centre a few nights ago. A couple of the film's producers were on hand to conduct a Q&A. They told us how difficult it was to make the film, not least due to the dreaded 'f' word (funding). In the end it took nigh on eight years to be cinematised. The film paints a poignant picture of the perception society has towards people who have the misfortune to be mentally afflicted.

A group of residents, some with mental health problems, others simply destitute, face homelessness because the local council wants their property, on the grounds of overcrowding. When told that this move would lead to the residents being released into the community, the Ponsonby (New Zealand) locals are outraged. They cannot countenance living alongside such unpredictable people.

At the centre of this story is a Maori named Arthur (Rawiri Paratene, most famous for 2002's 'Whale Rider') who insists he is the second son of God. He walks around shoeless, smiling at everyone and high-fiving friends. His mental illness cannot suppress his happiness.

Arthur's constant state of ecstasy, we learn, is in anticipation of meeting his 'Queen of Heaven'. This turns out to be Margaret (Sara Wiseman), Arthur's complete antithesis. Although sane, she couldn't be unhappier. She is desperately trying to conceive a baby with a husband who prefers real tennis to the bedroom kind.

The film was made on a shoestring and you can tell. But that's not really a problem. You don't need a big budget to tell this kind of story. In fact, that might be a distraction. A small production forces the actors to make the film. And they do, particularly Paratene and Wiseman who make us believe in their very unlikely bond.

There's a sad scene where a brain-damaged character wrestles against himself to avoid abusing two young girls. He knows he can't control himself, so he commits suicide. That's mental illness. There are some touching scenes which will nudge, if not move you. Black comedy helps the story greatly. There's an unpredictable twist, though I would have done without the 'Being There' reference. One of the themes seems to be that God works in mysterious ways - but so can people.

We're forced to contend with the rational argument that afflicted people aren't abnormal. Disease couldn't be more natural. I'm willing to bet that we all know someone who has some affliction or other. The variety of diseases and the chance of contracting one during one's lifetime are mind-blowing. There is no point in disowning someone on the basis of their mental state. I feel the same way about sexuality and all other ways to profile a human.

Films about mental illness are starting to appear at a higher frequency, but it will be some time before they are accepted as readily as any other genre. If there are people out there who still can't accept vulnerable people like those in this film (and we know there are, otherwise why else was this film made?), I urge them to see this film because it may compel them to see things differently.

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