Tyrannosaur 2011
Director:
Paddy Considine
From two distinct directions, suffocating life collides to form one symbiotic peace, dragged through the hell of the present, to live a quiet and offset future. The two characters in this hard and brutally real film live the beginning, middle, and end this way.
The Tyrannosaur is the Elephant in the room, only another form. It is the deceased wife, yes, but really that which is noisily prancing about over both of their heads and keeping them awake, that which must be put to sleep, put to death, dealt with. The husband, the dog….they’re both the same.
At the center of both lives lives a shrine. In Hannah's lives Jesus, but her faith is not holding against a man who is the epitome of hypocrite. In the end she rejects Jesus and ultimately, the man. In Joseph's shrine rests the torn effigy of his wife passed away, torn in two, a heavy woman with heavy steps that could make your cup of coffee have ripples. In the end he loved her still, would not have wished her back for her own sake, and railed against the upper class that he believes has dealt with him and his life in an unfair advantage.
At the center of both lives lives a shrine. In Hannah's lives Jesus, but her faith is not holding against a man who is the epitome of hypocrite. In the end she rejects Jesus and ultimately, the man. In Joseph's shrine rests the torn effigy of his wife passed away, torn in two, a heavy woman with heavy steps that could make your cup of coffee have ripples. In the end he loved her still, would not have wished her back for her own sake, and railed against the upper class that he believes has dealt with him and his life in an unfair advantage.
This lyrical and musically finessed fine art piece of work brings together two worlds in such a perfect way. The writing is phenomenal, and deserves awards just for the poetic way in which the story uses reality to transcend the hell of living and become a great metaphor. The cinema quality is excellent, the soundtrack is great, the juxtaposition and bringing together of the two characters is perfect. The resolution is best. There is release from the inner prison in prison, and there is release from the prison of a suffocating malaise of hatred into the satisfaction of being, and being still.
However, as sad films go, realistic as they go, there is still prison in the end, and loneliness as a parting shot.
However, as sad films go, realistic as they go, there is still prison in the end, and loneliness as a parting shot.
This is a well done film.
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