The Last Time I Saw Macao may be the strangest film I saw at
this year’s EIFF (though it has strong competition from Taboor). It was slightly hampered by the fact that the
sound was not working for the first 20 minutes or so, and I wasn't sure if the directors
had chosen to keep the voices off screen in the way they did with faces or if
it was in fact a mistake – given how important sound was to the atmosphere of
the film as it progresses, it was a big mistake. It probably did prevent me from getting into
the film early on as I maybe needed to but I’m not sure that isn't the whole
reason I didn't fully engage with the film.
The narrative of the film is actually in the narration, as
an unseen Portuguese man tells of a strange and dark story when he returns to
Macao to help a friend. The visuals are
presented in a weird sort of travelogue style, almost as if we are watching
someone’s odd holiday slide show as he tells us the story over the top. Events happen off screen – the scene
presented as an empty stage or on the other side of a door or wall and we
merely hear them happen or are told that they have just occurred. It works in some cases and not in
others. Letting the viewer fill in their
own gaps can of course be a brilliant film making technique that draws the
audience in, but perhaps needs to be more sparingly as it felt like we had to
do too much of the work. The problem too
is this is coupled with unseen characters (so you’re never sure whose hand is
whose etc) and a vague and opaque plot – all three together are a bit
alienating.
There are some really interesting tonal elements – montages of
visual and audio that create a distinct moment or feeling but they never feel
knotted together as one film. I am
definitely not against film makers doing something different and using a
defined style but it has to be in service of the film itself and what these
stylistic choices do to increase the viewers’ understanding, emotion or engagement. The Last Time I Saw Macao felt imprisoned
rather than liberated by the stylistic choices.
It feels like there was a really interesting film trapped in there but
despite several stunning instances of brave visual or sound choices, there was
too much experimentation going on to let something meaningful through.