Art, ambition, lesbians, heroin, and ennui all combine into a seductive mix in this
compelling feature by first-timer Lisa Cholodenko that won the screenwriting award
at this year's Sundance Film Festival. Set among the New York City art world denizens
whose casual conversations comfortably encompass such rarefied reference points as
Derrida, Fassbinder, and MacArthur grants, High Art is at once a naturalistic study
and a style-conscious riff on a specific milieu. Its story follows the reciprocal
growth of a somewhat ambiguous relationship between a jaded ex-artist and a career-challenged
young ingénue. The beguiling young Australian actress Radha Mitchell plays Syd,
a lower-echelon editor at a sleek photography magazine whose functions are really
no more than that of a glorified coffee fetcher. Young and conflicted because she
knows that even though she has snagged her dream job, she sees little more than a
continued future of dead-end subservience and creative lockout. Her live-in boyfriend
James (Mann) is sympathetic and encouraging. The transparently thin plot device of
a leaky bathtub causes Syd one evening to knock on her upstairs neighbor's door to
check on the plumbing. Once inside, Syd becomes intrigued by the world she finds.
The apartment above her is a demimonde roost, a hazy, druggy magnet for heroin chic
lesbians and their brood. Fascinated by the unique photographs that cover the walls,
Syd gradually comes to learn that her upstairs neighbor is actually the formerly
renowned photographer Lucy Berliner (Sheedy), who defiantly pulled the plug on her
own career 10 years earlier and moved to Germany. Back in New York now with her lover
Greta (Clarkson), a drug-addicted former Fassbinder actress whose wearisome references
to the dead director are as humorously pretentious and ineffective as if she were
still playing a role in one of his ripe melodramas, Lucy is drawn out of her retirement
by Syd's interest first in her photographs and gradually in Lucy herself. What the
movie explores is the extent to which Syd's attraction to Lucy stems more from the
new drug experiences, the undeniable lesbian attraction, or the opportunities for
work promotions that her presentation of Lucy's work entails. The lines between all
these things are opaque and equivocal. High Art treats these questions with a strikingly
naturalistic ease, a quality that's also evident in the lovemaking scenes. But just
as it imbues these abstract career and lifestyle questions with a refreshing matter-of-factness,
the film also perfectly captures the molten one-beat-behind sensuousness of the drug
haze. Sheedy's penetrating depiction of Lucy, the bone-thin seductress despite herself
is a career high point for the actress, and Mitchell's Syd is a constant pleasure
to watch. Well-drawn also are all the secondary characters -- both the magazine hierarchy
and Lucy's layabout pals. Additionally, original music by Shudder to Think lends
the film another unique tone. A contrived conclusion mars the veracity of the story's
escalating drama and provides an unsatisfying solution to the myriad questions the
film raises. But High Art is nevertheless a work that shellacs itself into your consciousness.
--Marjorie Baumgarten
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