‘Softness of Bodies’ Theatrical Review
O poetry, poetry! Wherefore art thou poetry?
Deny thy typical studio film-making process and refuse thy typical release.
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my newfangled story-line elements,
And I’ll no longer be a romantic comedy wrapped up in a few indie-cliches.
So yeah, “Softness of Bodies” is an indie-film about a poet and love and Berlin and stealing things and…
Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?
But seriously, there is no way I would ever write an entire review within the confines of a few Shakespearean lines of dialogue. Let me begin my actual review. Jordan Blady’s film “Softness of Bodies” takes place in Berlin and is about…
‘Tis but thy timing and plot-completeness that is my enemy;
Thou art thyself, though not a completely riveting adventure.
What’s a completely riveting adventure? It is nor endearing characters, nor realistic tropes,
Nor an overuse of Bohemia, nor less than intriguing turns, nor any other part
Belonging to a film. O, be some other plot devices!
What’s in a review? That which we call an uneventful jaunt through German artistic circles
By any other word would smell as ordinary;
So this movie would, were it not dark indie-comedy call’d,
Retain that dear mildly entertaining which it owes
Without that title. “Softness Of Bodies,” doff thy name,
And for that greatest movie ever which is no part of thee
Take all myself.
Blady’s film doesn’t actually have anything to do with Romeo, or Juliet for that matter, nor is there some forbidden love story that is at all comparable. It’s just that poetry is a central theme and plot moving device within the film and when I think of poetry, that ultra-cool English bard always comes to mind.
Anyway, Charlie Sparks (played without problem by Dasha Nekrasova) is an American poet in Berlin living lackadaisically and stealing clothing from stores. She’s broken down and poor, but in a “Greenwich Village” type way rather than a like South Boston type way. She goes to poetry readings, has friends, and complicated love entanglements. She does drugs and is, deep down, her own saboteur whick is really the bulk of the film.
The film is not a bad experience, but it’s not particularly enthralling. Maybe I’m a bit more bougie than this film is realistically targeting, but if an overall lack of breast-support, dirty sneakers, angst-ridden pretentious (but not in a terrible way) poems, or those flimsy hats that are apparently trendy nowadays are totally your thing, then maybe you should give this movie a peek. There is some ordinary sensuality that flirts dangerously close to extraordinary humanism. All in all, I think the world would agree with me when I say with a stuttered eloquence completely written by myself with no help from anyone, living or dead.
I take thee at thy word:
Call me but decent, and I’ll be new baptized;
Henceforth, I will probably not watch this movie again but it wasn’t the worst hour and a half of my life.
Softness of Bodies’ will at screen at the Laemmle Music Hall in Beverly Hills on April 30th, following the film’s digital release on the same day (streaming platforms: Amazon, InDemand, Vimeo on Demand, DirecTV, FlixFling, Vudu, FANDANGO, Hoopla + Slight/Dish)
Worth a Look
Softness of Bodies follows Charlotte (Nekrasova), an American poet living in Berlin struggling to find recognition for her work.