Dir. Michel Gondry | 2004
“How happy is the blameless vessel’s lot, the world forgetting by the world forgot, eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, each prayer accepted, each wish resigned.”
I’m not going to pretend I know exactly what this means.
Good films are onions, each layer makes you cry. Eternal Sunshine is built on a simple concept, erasing memories. Pin-pointing hurtful memories and effacing them, fading them from existence is Lacuna Inc.’s business. They are purposefully low-tech in the film, completely simplistic, they use tapes and old computers that look like 386’s, helmets that look like colanders to create the gaps. And that’s all they really do, they create gaps. They can’t erase anything, because to erase it would mean you would never have to come back to get the procedure done again.
Lacuna maps the brain and then zap out a memory, and then you wake up in the morning, look in your journal, and think you haven’t written in it in 2 years. The complications of such procedure are enormous, but that’s how Kaufman works, he asks that the viewer take one or two large leaps, and he takes it from there, creating an efficient world out of his characters.
What the film tends to do, though, is work with the gaps in order to emphasize who connected everything really is. Even how connected two people can be.
After watching the movie a second time, I started wondering why Joel would want to save any of the memories that he had, why he would want to repeat what he had gone through with Clementine, because after the first 20 minutes or so, all their relationship had become were sour faces, misunderstandings, mumblings under breaths and steady repugnance of each other. Eventually though, they get to the good stuff, the parts that make it worth it.
Considering the way memory works, I then got to thinking that through the majority of the movie, Clem is just another part of Joel’s mind. Even the memories in his head are not necessarily true to life, they are exactly what we see in his head, and one of the advantages and disadvantages of memory is that one has the ability, if not more likely, tendency to editorialize the content. Everything we see from the opening titles until waking after the procedure, could have been magnified or diminished.
The best part of the film is where Joel and Clementine meet for the first time, and Clem goes into the house and Joel leaves after a while. The hindsight he experiences during the procedure just heightens the regret in having it done. In revisiting the memories lucidly and actively erasing them, Joel’s also changing them, making memories of the erasure as they happen, always and already creating a memory of the memory. The film works on a circular loop that feels far from infinite, and every cracked smile and weary eye that Joel has experienced in his life shows up in the regret that he had in having left that house before it was time. “Just come back and make up a goodbye at least. Just pretend we had one.”
Kaufmann is still one of the best screenwriters in Hollywood today, and I’m not just saying that because he won the Oscar Sunday night. He is able to create characters that are so sound, so lush, and so real that the environment they are in need not even have something close to reality. The dialogue is always mellifluous, and the plots always intricate and striking. He’s always dark, too, which is what has prevented me from actively trying to watching either John Malkovich or Adapation again, but Eternal Sunshine had two characters that were fascinating to watch and so much depth that it’s hard to understand it in one viewing.
Jim Carrey’s representation of Joel was amazing, in fact better than anything he’s ever done. He’ll always have the unmistakable physical humor and facial expressions so familiar from The Mask or Ace Ventura or even Fire Marshall Bill, but there was something so terribly uncomfortable and awkward in him in this. Nick Cage essentially played a character with similar elements, as did John Cusack, but none felt as pathetic and sad as Jim Carrey’s, and maybe it’s because we’ve never seen it from him, or because Cage and Cusack are usually either winsome or annoying, full of bravado and charm. Carrey has always been over-the-top, even in the Truman show, anger is so different than sensitivity. There’s just something in hearing him say, “Why do I fall in love with every woman I see who shows me the least bit of attention?”
As much as I admired Carrey’s portrayal, Kate Winslet’s was outstanding, her speech during what happens to be the second time Clem and Joel meet: “Too many guys think I’m a concept, or I complete them, or I make them alive. I’m just a fucked up girl, who’s looking for my own peace of mind. Don’t assign me yours.” During their second first meeting, she improvs a punch on Joel’s shoulder, and we see Jim Carrey reacting, not Joel, but not until having heard the commentary did I know that, so as far as I know, they were both acting. Every moment that Clem showed weakness was coupled with a bullish rebound of defiance, it was odd to see someone so unhappy do exactly that which would seem to make her even more so, but Winslet nailed it, every time.
In the end, how could a connection have existed between the two that was so real, though everything we saw was imagined? Joel seemed so intimately connected with Clem that even after having his memories erased, a message still came through, even his imagined Clementine in his head gave him a true message, to “Meet me in Montauk.” That is what made the film so hopeful, the “Okay”s at the end were an epiphany, learning to live with whatever imperfections that they’ve come to notice in each other were all part of the game, and deciding whether or not what brought them there or kept them together was worth it. The value that they placed on the experiences they had to get to that point was more overwhelming than what the end point had become.
All this without even considering that the film was scored by the inimitable Jon Brion, who also scored I Heart Huckabees. and whose sauntering keys were perfect; and Michel Gondry, whose direction was remarkably clean and quiet.
And the snow and Long Island and snow on the beach are all beautiful. All beautiful, I’d quite possibly consider this the best film of 2004.