“I am not what happened to me, I am what I choose to become.”
Visually compelling art-piece cinema that blends the internal incidentals of psychology with the reality of the existing condition. Here, in Madeline’s Madeline, we find a moving glimpse into the capacity of overcoming the condition of bipolar-ness with friendship and theatre. Well written and creative, Josephine Decker brings together a cast of capable writers and editors that create a picture with plenty to appreciate. As Michael Phillips (Chicago Tribune) writes: “It’s a movie about a theater project in search of itself, overseen by a warm, nurturing manipulator played by the excellent Molly Parker.” A film about the loss of self-control and the finding therein just in the process when another tries to become a secondary forced of manipulation. To quote Carl Jung: “Knowing your own darkness is the best method for dealing with the darknesses of other people.”
The masks as metaphors between the real and the “in-sane” — between the “sense and nonsense” — in all their grotesque gesturing, were apt reminders about the state of our own sickness deprived of stable medication. What Ben Sachs (Chicago Tribune) says is therefore hopelessly wrong: Decker says plenty about the “mental illness and the art-making process,” if you pay attention.
Helena Howard was brilliant (a “prodigy” as some have called her) and even more so considering her age and zero prior film credits. Like Eliza Scanlen (Sharp Objects) and Florence Pugh (Lady MacBeth), Howard is a future force to be recognized and fed projects in order to develop and in turn feed into our own collective imagination. A.O. Scott says it best: “[i]f ‘Madeline’s Madeline’ is sometimes unconvincing and frequently unnerving, it is never uninteresting.”