20,000 Days on Earth
August. 21,2014 NRA semi-fictionalized documentary about a day in the life of Australian musician Nick Cave's persona.
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The mosaic of photographs from the life of Nick Cave, from early childhood through adolescence to mature performing age, marriage to Susie Bick, children ... On the other side of the screen is a timer which starts from 1 and rises to 20,000, following days Cave spent on Earth. Let's say that it's close to 55 years. The film takes us through an "ordinary" day in the life of famous musicians, poets, artists, that is, that coincides with you that day anyway, "round". We see him as he awakens in a dark room, as he writes on an old typewriter, from some sort of semi-hokey "jam sessions" and improvisation on the theme of Lionel Ritchie and Short coffee with milk, until serious work on serious songs in the now last album Push The Sky Away. Good thing about 20,000 Days on Earth is that it is not a documentary about the famous musician on which we are accustomed. Again, this is not some sort of simulation of his ordinary day in which we were, though under strict control, introduced in intimacy. In fact, everything is false, arranged, construed.
A documentary presented by Nick Cave on the subject of Nick Cave. A few full-length songs are included, which were boring. A few conversations in Cave's car between him and Ray Winstone, Kylie Minogue and a previous Bad Seeds member are also included - all of which are boring, pointless and offer no insights into Nick Cave or anything else.In between that there are some clips of Cave discussing stuff with a therapist, clips of Cave talking about people he used to know, memories etc. Lots of ramblings about where he gets inspiration from (e.g. the stormy whether in Brighton, where he now resides). Just stuff like that.I watched this because I'd read some reviews that said it is a must for anyone interested in the creative process. In actual fact I found this skirted round the issue a lot, was a very vague look at one person's way of working and was punctuated with unnecessary and uninsightful conversations.Overall I found it unhelpful from a creativity point of view and dull from a documentary/film/entertainment point of view.
I know a few women who profess to like Nick Cave. I know no men who do. Maybe that's because on this evidence Nick is a bit of a Mummy's boy. He's also been a junkie and a university lecturer so obviously he KNOWS A LOT OF STUFF, and we mere mortals should listen because he HAS THE ELIXIR, IE he's read The Hero's Journey.Can't sing. Can't write anything meaningful. Plays the piano clumsily. He talks to his therapist, who asks, 'What is your first memory of the female body?' Nick proceeds to talk about when he was fifteen and didn't have sex. This is the man who remembers a 'happy childhood', but he has no memory of his mother's body - or any aunt - or any primary school classmate, sister or grandmother. That's why women like him; he really does miss his Mum and he's lonely.But beware - he draws lots of pictures of naked women. In between pretending to drive cars, writing terrible poetry and talking about himself to a coterie of employees, over and over and over and over and over and over again.I used to not really care about Nick Cave. Now I loathe him.
I struggled to become involved in this. It seemed to me that Nick Cave is involved enough in himself for both of us. I found the film pretentious & self indulgent. Some of the musical themes were good, but the lyrics were repetitive and boring. Personally I don't think this is singing.Cave seems to have created a mesmerising persona, which, for some reason beyond my comprehension, garners him thousands of ecstatic fans. As for this film elucidating the creative process, I doubt anyone would be able to learn how to be creative from this.It's probably a generational thing, but this seemed to me like the "Emperors new Clothes".