One of the Various Problems of Bol: A Dangerous Lack of Moral Ambiguity
As a work of
art, which I presuppose that every film aspires to be (or should aspire to be),
what I find most troubling about Bol is its lack of complexity in the depiction
of characters and its general lack of moral ambiguity. Italo Calvino, the
novelist writes in his essay “The Art of the Novel”: “good literature does not
attempt to prove who is right or wrong, instead, it gives each person the right
to be understood.” It is this “right to be understood” that I find a
fundamental feature of the great works of literature I have read and any great
films I have seen. The genius of the novel Anna Karenina for example, lies
primarily in the confusion and troubling anxiety it raises in the reader about
who to blame; whether Anna is really just an unfaithful wife and whether her
husband is really an absolute victim, for instance. The genius of the novel
lies in the difficulty we are faced with even today in answering such
questions; the quality of a work of art is evaluated not in terms of the
simplicity of solutions and categories it provides us (as Bol does by making
Humaima Malick the absolute heroine and her father for example, an absolute and
unredeemable villain) but instead in terms of the “difficulty” it creates in
drawing such these stereotypical categories. Bol seems to evoke a different
sort of reaction; it confirms all our fears, uncomfortable dreads and established
stereotypes about the problems in our society and about who they are
perpetrated by; the “malignant cruel father”, the “victimised, innocent women
who are either his daughters or wives” are all stereotypes we are too familiar
with. Rather than disturbing and making the reader anxious with a confusion and
restlessness created out of glimpsing the utter complexity of of human
behaviour, it reassures us about what we already know; there are several social
evils in a largely illiterate and to add to that, dangerously conservative
society which are indeed troubling and cause tragic circumstances for many
people. The film effectively dramatizes, exaggerates and emphasizes these evils
just as it effectively highlights the victimized daughters’ agony and suppresses
in its depiction, the humanity of the ‘villainous’ father.
I want to argue that this is the easy thing to
do; on the other hand, those filmmakers really create something of artistic
value who try the difficult thing. The Iranian film of 2011, A Separation comes
to mind. One of the most troubling and compelling things about the effect that
film has on the viewer is how baffled we are after watching it. It is so
difficult to place any one character in it as an absolutely good, bad, blame
worthy or blame free character. Instead the viewer grapples with varying
emotions throughout as he watches the film; he is in turn indignant at and
later sympathetic with the main character. The viewer hates, loves, is reduced
to tears, blames and alternates feels for individual characters through the
course of the story. The film, consequently, is an emotional journey not only
for its characters but for the viewer as well. Its greatness lies in that it
gives to each of its characters the right to be understood as humans. It is
this right which Bol consistently avoids endowing upon its characters. A
Separation is a film worthy of being watched various times and will endure
through time because of its lack of absolute characters and its revelation of
the moral ambiguity and painful complexity of human action. A film on the other
hand that attempts to create ‘absolute’ characters in specified roles which are
consistently maintained is not only uninteresting to watch but also seriously
undermines the film’s value as a work of art.
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