So, last night we had the annual BAFTA Film Awards. It went down without a hitch. Stephen Fry was endearing, devilish and loquacious as usual, plus a bearded George Clooney rocked up and – despite donning tux trousers which were two inches too long – managed to woo everyone inside The National Opera House, and the people watching at home. The awards themselves went in most of the right places too, with Emmanuelle Riva’s Best Actress win for Amour being a pleasant, but wholly deserved surprise.
Amongst the gracious winners was Lynne Ramsay for her short film Swimmer. The Glaswegian director of We Need To Talk About Kevin and Morvern Callar is steadfastly proving herself to be one of Britain’s finest filmmaking talents, and this little picture certainly keeps that ball in swing. A lusciously crafted, chiaroscuro piece where an unnamed young man (played by Tom Litten) swims across various lakes in Britain, passing lovers, children and a tramp along the way. The collage soundtrack is as sumptuous as the watery visuals too, with a mixture of jingoistic British music juxtaposes the vintage clips of kitchen sink teleplays and societal disconnect dramas (I heard The Loneliness of The Long Distance Runner, at least. Answers on a postcard if you can spot anymore).
Initially, it reminded me of early day Anton Corbijn work, but on second viewing it’s so damn ballsy that it is very much distinctly Ramsay-esque. Seek it out, and take a look at this lovely five minute excerpt.<p><a href=”http://vimeo.com/52389951″>Swimmer</a> from <a href=”http://vimeo.com/academyplus”>Academy Plus (A+)</a> on <a href=”http://vimeo.com”>Vimeo</a>.</p>