Drawing Restraint 9 (2005)

The film concerns the theme of self-imposed limitation and continues Matthew Barney's interest in religious rite, this time focusing on Shinto.

Director:

Matthew Barney

Writer:

Matthew Barney

Stars:

Matthew Barney, Björk, Shigeru Akahori

1 nomination.

Cast

Credited cast:
Shigeru Akahori	...	Barber
Naomi Araki	...	Ama
Matthew Barney	...	Occidental Guest
Björk	...	Occidental Guest
Hisashi Fujita	...	Flensing Deck Crew
Shunsuke Fujita	...	Ambergris Procession
Yuta Fukunaga	...	Ambergris Procession
Genishi Hakozaki	...	Ama
Yuya Hama	...	Flensing Deck Crew
Akimi Hamada	...	Bathhouse Attendant
Yoshio Harada	...	Flensing Deck Crew
Yokio Hyakuda	...	Flensing Deck Crew
Akiyo Ikeda	...	Flensing Deck Crew
Tomo Isino	...	Rendering Tank Attendant
Sachiyo Ito	...	Dressing Room Attendant

Storyline

The film concerns the theme of self-imposed limitation and continues Matthew Barney's interest in religious rite, this time focusing on Shinto.

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Plot Keywords:

male frontal nudity | male full frontal nudity | male pubic hair | pubic hair | male nudity | 

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Genres:

Fantasy

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Certificate:

Not Rated

Did You Know?

Soundtracks

Antarctic Return
Written by Björk
Sho played by Mayumi Miyata
Produced by Björk

User Reviews

Bjork's influence has been a very good thing for Matthew Barney.

To hear Matthew Barney interviewed, saying things like "I will continue to manipulate space in film," you would think that he has nothing on his mind but process. Yet the evolution of Drawing Restraint 9 is spiritual, not formal. DR9, in fact, is a complete repudiation of the noxious Ayn Rand-stinking cosmology of the Cremaster films. Freud has been replaced by Jung, and Hegel by Kierkegaard. This is a Barney film that could bring you to tears. Any doubts about whether he's an artist or fraud are laid to rest by this film -- frauds do not grow, they just keep along the same path.

I had my doubts about the Cremaster films ( except for Cremaster 2, still the most uncanny piece on Barney's resume ) The first hour and a half of Drawing Restraint 9 had me squirming, sure that Barney was unmasking himself as a joke once and for all. All of Barney's faults are on display -- the crude appropriation and dim understanding of other cultures and myths, the glossy yet flat cinematography that would only look stylish to a reader of Vogue, the hunch that the only movie he's ever seen is The Shining, and a generally unfocused feeling, as if he's casting around for meaning that isn't there. And then, of course, there are those endless shots of men doing their work, building a better future, creating that obelisk to the sky! Except here the bumbleheaded Hegelian philosophy of history-in-action was even more boring because of the documentary trappings. Instead of showing a legless woman strap on a blade and chop potatoes, a metaphor for a half-completed action, we see real men doing real jobs. Only occasionally Barney has them producing one of his symbols, or sticks a blue feathered afro on top of a tanker, so that we know these seemingly mundane tasks will eventually have vaguely triumphant, Wagnerian results.

Then, suddenly -- if you can speak of suddenness in a film like this, and I think you can -- the Japanese men start loading a harpoon gun and firing nasty spikes at nasty speeds into the sea. And you realize that what you took to be another Barney paean to progress has crumbled. We are now sailing in deep hippie waters, my friend. And the sailing is good. Barney and Bjork retire to a tatami-matted cabin and the film begins to go places the Cremaster films would never dare. The cinematographer suddenly discovers shadow and grain-texture. Bjork's uninspired score becomes hypnotic. A feeling of death, doubt, and failure creeps into the film, as a Japanese sage tells a story of a primal scar made by the collision of two ships, while Barney and Bjork are posed with the edge of a whale statue separating them. The personal, the political, the spiritual and the mythical start to engage in supercollision.

The film seems to have been conceived as an exercise in humility, repentance for the colossal egotism of the Cremaster films. Barney takes pains to highlight his new bald spot, making him look like a tonsured monk, there is a nude scene which proves he is no Vincent Gallo, and -- most memorably -- Barney speaks! As a studly silent mannequin in the Cremaster films, he had mystery, but here he lets you in on the dirty little secret: He has the geekiest voice in history, almost like how a castrato would talk in daily conversation. Listen closer, however, and he sounds almost angelic...

This new humility, which may have roots in marriage troubles or encroaching baldness -- the root of insight is often just this shallow -- justifies the Asiatic trappings. But Barney is hiding his real light under a bushel. It is a Western religion that truly moves him these days. There are a "trinity" ( hint hint ) of symbols consisting of whale ambergris, pomegranate seeds and shrimp whose meaning I won't spoil for you. Except to say that Barney is calling you a shrimp. And asking you to be a whale. The "restraint" of the title starts to feel a whole lot more like renunciation, and the inner joys it brings.

Life is fair after all: It costs ten dollars for a ticket to DR9, and unless you're a zombie, you will get more pleasure and consolation from this film than any billionaire computer-peddler could get out of one of Barney's vaseline tubs.

Details

Official Sites:

Official site

Country:

USA Japan

Language:

English Japanese Icelandic

Release Date:

29 March 2006 (USA)

Also Known As:

DR9 - Drawing Restraint 9

Filming Locations:

Nagasaki, Japan

Box Office

Opening Weekend USA:

$18,011, 2 April 2006

Gross USA:

$234,743

Cumulative Worldwide Gross:

$267,275

Company Credits

Production Co:

Restraint LLC

Technical Specs

Runtime:

135 min

Sound Mix:

Dolby Digital

Color:

Color

Aspect Ratio:

1.85 : 1