Slamdance Film Review: The Sublime and Beautiful
The Sublime and Beautiful
Slamdance Film Festival
Director: Blake Robbins
I once took a writing class where the teacher told us that the best way to get readers to care about your characters is to make terrible things happen to those characters, forcing some type of reaction. The Sublime and Beautiful is the greatest example of this that I’ve ever seen. Throwing on a multitude of hats as director, producer, writer and lead actor, filmmaker Blake Robbins offers up a tale of a husband and wife who lose their three children in a tragic accident. Robbins reveals flaws in many of the characters throughout the film, but none so much as the main character—creating a stunningly authentic feel with each role. Though The Sublime and Beautiful is by far the heaviest film I’ve seen in a long time in terms of mood, its depiction of grief is stunningly honest and matter-of-fact. When you experience tragedy in life you don’t want to talk to people you hardly know, you don’t want people constantly asking how you are and you fucking certainly don’t want to hear about how “these things happen for a reason”—you want someone to blame. Robbins understands that perfectly, and his film is both sublime and beautiful.