Caravaggio

Caravaggio (2007) (TV) is an Italian film directed by Angelo Longoni. I watched the two-part DVD version, which is 211 minutes long. (Another reviewer mentioned a 151-minute large-screen version.)

Alessio Boni stars as Michelangelo Merisi da Caravaggio, the great Italian Baroque painter. The film is a high-end production, with a huge cast, lavish sets, many location shots in Milan, Rome, Naples, Sicily, and Malta, and beautiful costumes.

I have studied Caravaggio's life and his art, and I think one great strength of the movie is its repeated--and accurate--emphasis on the artist's preference for painting from models, rather than just from sketches.

Also, several of Caravaggio's paintings are "created" while we watch. The ability of the director to find models who look like the men and women in the (real) paintings is uncanny. I've seen many of those paintings, and the actors in the movie truly resemble the people portrayed on the painter's canvas.

As is clear in the movie, as well as in art history books, Caravaggio lived a wild, dissolute, and violent life. However, the movie is possibly more sympathetic to the artist than is historically justified. Rather than as a simple street brawler and murderer, Caravaggio is depicted as a basically decent human being who just happens to have a problem controlling his temper. Most of the duels he fights and the brawls in which he participates are set off by insults to his art or to one of his lovers. He's portrayed as a sort of Italian Cyrano de Bergerac, who only fights to avenge insults and wrongs.

I had some problems with the film. Many of the characters looked similar enough to each other that I had difficulty sorting out which was which. (Is that dark-haired guy his true friend, his false friend, or his enemy?) All the women portrayed are incredibly beautiful. Granted, the high-class courtesans that Caravaggio used as his models were beautiful, but what about the prostitutes on the streets and in the taverns? I'm certain that some of them looked worn, sick, and aged.

Also, the film obliquely suggests the painter's bisexuality, but never really confronts this sexual orientation. Surely, in 2007, audiences could deal with a man's sexual encounters with another man. The film hints at these, but only deals with Caravaggio's heterosexual liaisons.

Despite these shortcomings, I really enjoyed the movie. It would have worked better on the large screen, but it's worth seeing on DVD. If you love art, you must see this film. If you don't love art, you must see this film so that you can learn what you're missing!

For anyone who saw Derek Jarman's 1986 edition of Caravaggio's life, you absolutely must see this version. It was produced for Italian TV,but despite that,it's a feast for the eye. For those who didn't see the Jarman version (or any other for that matter),and are interested in learning of Caravaggio's life,this is the one to see. Despite the fact that this television to large screen has been somewhat marred by major cuts (edited down from six hours for TV,to 130 minutes)it still manages to capture the essence of Caravaggio's life & work. It is cast to perfection,filmed with attention to artistic detail (colour,visual composition,including light & shadow,etc.). Perhaps one day we will be treated to a DVD release of the complete,uncut version,or maybe even a limited theatrical run of the six hour version (heck,the uncut version of 'The Best Of Youth'enjoyed a brief theatrical run in this country---why not Caravaggio?)

Longoni's new bio-pic about Michalangelo Merisi da Caravaggio, the supremely great and more-famous-than-ever late sixteenth and early seventeenth-century Italian artist, premiered in a long version at Lincoln Center, is a glorious spectacle with a charismatic star. Marked by rich interiors, often lit as in Caravaggio's paintings, panoramic shots, sweeping music, and large cast, this is a pleasure to watch. Beautiful to look at and richly eventful, if conventional, the film never errs in tone, though it may try to do a bit too much to leave one with a distinct impression of the brilliant artist's personality. What it does do is give a clear sense of the main figures in his life, his bisexuality, his patrons, lovers, and enemies; the ideological conflicts over his reliance on prostitutes and boys of the street as live models rather than drawings as the basis for his paintings, which often depict biblical scenes in an earthy manner; his dramatic lighting from a single point high above; his astonishing productivity (and dazzling virtuosity) despite a dissolute and violent existence that involved ten days of painting followed by a month of brawling; his struggle with malaria; his involvement with the Knights of Malta, and his end on a beach at the age of 39 after producing an extraordinarily rich and brilliant body of work, perhaps the first real modern paintings.

This film was produced by RAI and shot for a two-segment TV presentation and shown in New York in a 151-minute version; they say it will be cut for future theatrical screenings. The music is by the veteran if not quite first rank film composer Luis Enriquez Bacalov, the cinematography by veteran and first rank Vittorio Storaro. Alessio Boni, something of a matinée idol in Italy, gives an energetic performance in the lead. He certainly throws himself into it, especially in numerous brawls and sword fights. Subtleties of the personality arguably are not present; but details of the life remain conjectural anyway.

As a sign of his enthusiasm for the role Boni has liked to point out in interviews what he considers key points in common with the artist: his coming from virtually the same area near Milan; also having a priest relative; being 39, the age Caravaggio died, when he did the shooting; above all his coming to Rome virtually penniless at the age of 21 to make his fortune just like the painter. This Caravaggio has several advantages over Derek Jarman's more eccentric lower-budget 1986 version, though it by no means kicks Jarman's brilliantly original film out of the park. Longoni could shoot in the Farnese Palace and grand sets of late-renaissance Rome streets, and he shot with a full Italian cast, in Italian. On the other hand, some of the actors aren't Italian, and the voices are dubbed, which sometimes shows in key scenes. Caravaggio's "only love," Lena, is played by the English-born Sarah Felberbaum. His patron and protector, Cardinal del Monte, is played by the Spaniard Jordi Mollà. English, German, French, and Canadian actors are included in key roles. Will the Italians ever give up thinking the skill of their "doppiatori" makes up for the artificiality of this method? Jarman's much more limited budget film, shot in English with deliberately anachronistic improvised sets and costumes in a single interior, didn't stop him from improvising in ways that cinematically are more interesting; and his film is the more thought-provoking and original one, as well as the one that gives the viewer more time to stop and think. Longoni like Caravaggio fills his canvas with vivid figures; unlike the artist he rarely leaves a blank wall to rest the eye.

Longoni's film nonetheless has many nice scenes. Caravaggio is provided with a gorgeous male lover and companion (Francesco, Luca Capuano) and a bevy of lovely women to paint and make love to. The film gives a better sense of the size and variety of the paintings than Jarman's, though the paintings sometimes look a bit faded and artificial. It's also shown that Caravaggio contemplated corpses by the Tiber to know what death looked like; and saw executions, which he also used for some of his paintings, notably the one of the beheading of John the Baptist. The burning of Giordano Bruno is not only shown, but Bruno's modern intellectual position is telegraphed. The use of contemporary religious choral music to accompany the executions is a nice way to sweeten the pill without lessening the drama. The film is rich in scenes depicting the various brawls Michele got into–in taverns, in ball courts (with the man he allegedly killed, Ranuccio Tomassini, played by an oafish-seeming Maurizio Donadoni), and with a superior fencer from the Knights of Malta. Though the late sequence about Caravaggio's temporary membership in the order and high production of paintings on Malta and in Siracusa provides interesting details, it may need some cutting if a shorter version is really wanted, and for all its lush detail, the sense of an ending is somehow lacking due, perhaps, in part to the busy detail and political complications of this turbulent final section.

Showed as part of the Open Roads: New Italian Cinema series at Lincoln Center, June 2007.

Shooting a movie about the life of Michelangelo Merisi is not something easy to do, considering the complexity of the character. This movie, composed by two parts, tries to show his life and adventures, exploring the behaviour and the interiority of the painter. It is a good idea, however the movie doesn't show a high quality. The screenshot and the dialogues are poor, sometimesbanal. The actors are not so talented, although Alessio Boni is not bad in this role: he probably worked hard and his performance is appreciable. The set and the photography could have been better, but the worst thing is that the real history of Caravaggio is not respected enough. A typical italian product, still far from foreign productions.

Regrettably, the print shown Sunday, June 10, at Film Society of Lincoln Center was a 130-minute cut, not the longer version which had been promised. Unfortunately, the cutting makes a narrative hash of some scenes. A character shows up late in the film, during the Knights of Malta scenes, who is recognized by the painter. "Don't you remember me? When I was a boy, you gave me your sword," presumably the one Caravaggio pointedly refused to part with. Seems a reference to a deleted scene. Also missing is the context which might have clarified a scene involving the execution of Beatrice Cenci and her mother outside Castel San'Angelo, and a dinner conversation which revolves around the crime they were convicted of. The same kind of ham-fisted editing which hobbled the narrative in La Reine Margot, rendering much of Dumas' complex plot incomprehensible by leaving out historical context. That said, the film is worth watching for the visuals alone. The director and Vittorio Storaro do the obligatory tableau vivant shot of a celebrated painting early and get it out of the way. The visuals are ravishing. You would expect masterly use of light and shade, given the subject matter. But remarkable is his photography of water and rain, crucial imagery in the film. More literal than Derek Jarman's film, but still far better than the average bio-pic, avoiding most of the usual clichés and pitfalls. And who knows, maybe some day on DVD we'll get the complete version. But given Storaro's photography, so much better to see it on a big screen. Curiously, it's said elsewhere on IMDb it's a television film, surprising given the scope aspect ratio.