Diamond
Island is the name of a new quarter in Phnom Penh still in it´s
construction phase. Near the beginning, a computer animation presents
how these quarter of luxury apartments, shopping malls or expensive
hotels and restaurants will look like. The worker who are hired to
fulfill this construction live in ugly dirty shags. Most of them come
from the countryside for earning money ti support their poor
families.. The false promises of the new and modern Cambodia of the
21.Century is nearly in every shot present. For the ones who can´t
participate in this -so -called progress, they have only the illusion
mostly performed on their smart phones. Bora is one of these young
boy looking for their fortune in the big city. Most of the characters
in the film, if boys or girls, have hardly finished their
adolescence. They appear like extremely fragile beings thrown into
this world, a Cambodia which is still dealing with the trauma of the
auto-genocide and destruction of a big part of it´s entire cultural
heritage in the past but already overrun by this other monster called
Neoliberal capitalism. Even though the adolescent boys are talking
about girls and sex, their existence is on edge. The work is
dangerous and accidents happen.
The
hopes and dreams these young people have are colliding with this huge
construction project, a project when it is once finished won´t have
any place for them.
When
night has fallen the whole area get through different neon lights an
almost engrossed appearance, a fairy tale-like illusion through which
the characters move like homeless ghosts. As hopeless as life appears
in this film, there are always these moments when the characters try
to get traces of happiness wherever they can get it, very improvised
Karaoke parties, a tour on a motor bike. There is a scene with a
familiar talk between Bora and one of his brother who left his family
long ago on an unfinished roof of an unfinished building. From above
the environment looks like a long shot on a huge screen in a cinema.
As delusive these beautiful moments are, they are definitely required
for the characters surviving in this world.
There
was this impressing documentary Le Sommeil d´Or, Chou Davy
made in 2011 which follows the traces of the Golden Age of Cambodian
cinema, a cinematic heritage which was nearly destroyed by the Red
Khmer and which left only a very few surviving prints. Beside this
achievement to safe a piece of almost forgotten film history, Chou is
also part of a movement for a new Cambodian cinema.
In
Diamond Island he uses the scaffolds, the unfinished buildings
which are always present in the strange lights of the night for a
strange and nearly subversive poetry. And only during night and in
the colourful artificial light the city seems to belong to these
characters.
There
is an interesting work with the non-professional actors. Like in the
early films by Hou Hsiao Hsien, Chou Davy uses often long and static
shots. There is for example a long conversation between Bora and his
brother. We see both in their profile, the big screen almost enhances
the spatial distance between these alienated brothers. It is not only
what they say that moves me, but the long pauses between their
talking. That creates a kind of intensity, not because of the
seemingly simple dialogue but through the faces and postures of the
actors. There is the wonderful moment when Bora goes out one night
with a girl. He hardly talks and theses young people´s happiness is
rather guessable than visible. Later there is a very tragic moment
when Bora´s mother dies. Like in a film by Ozu, Bora is informed
about his mother´s death and a few cuts later we are in the middle
of the funeral rites. The emotional impact of this tragedy comes with
delay but than with all it´s weight.
Diamond
Island, the first long feature film by Chou Davy is a beautiful
complementary piece to Le Sommeil d´Or. While the first one
is a look back to Cambodian history which includes the Cambodian
cinema as well, the second one seems like a promising preview of a
future of a new Cambodian cinema.
RĂ¼diger
Tomczak
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