WMNF-FM The Women's Show Film Review of "Angel at My Table" By Linda Lopez McAlister Today I want to tell you about a magnificent film called "An Angel at My Table." This is an expansive and ambitious filming of the life of New Zealand writer Janet Frame, directed by the remarkable young New Zealand director Jane Campion. Perhaps you remember Campion's debut feature film "Sweetie" that played here about a year and a half ago, and is now in the video stores. That was an impressive debut that showed Campion as having a very distinctive and original vision. This film, "An Angel at my Table", makes it even clearer that Campion is one of the major talents--male or female--working in film today. The film is based on Janet Frame's three autobiographical volumes: "To the Island," "An Angel at my Table," and "Envoy from the Mirror City," and the film is, likewise, a trilogy, with the first section covering Frame's impoverished childhood in rural New Zealand during the Depression years, the middle section about her experiences in teacher's college, her early writing efforts, and her (mis)diagnosis as a schizophrenic and her subsequent commitment in a mental institution for eight years, from which the only thing that saves her is being awarded a prestigious literary prize for her first book of short stories "Lagoon." The last section of the film deals with her mature career as a writer, her extended visit in England, France and Spain and her growing recognition as a writer, and finally her return to New Zealand. I could go on forever about the things I like about this film but I guess what stands out the most for me is Campion's vivid use of visual language as the vehicle of her narrative; she is strikingly original and right on target emotionally. Let me give you some of the many examples. The second sequence in the film shows little Janet Frame at about 7 or 8 years old, with her bushy Little-Orphan-Annie-shock of flaming red hair, striding up a dirt road cutting through the rolling New Zealand hills toward the camera, stopping, hesitating a minute, and then turning back and striding just as purposefully back where she came from. This is a movement that will be repeated in various forms throughout the film and serves as a visual metaphor for the course of Frame's life--repeatedly venturing out and going back. The film has a gallery of memorable characters in small cameos and one of the most striking is the high school literature teacher, with her hennaed hair, leg brace, and academic robe who launches into Mallory's Morte d' Arthur; so vivid is her dramatic reading that the girls in the class are transfixed and when the hand reaches up and clasps Excalibur by its jewel-encrusted hilt they see that sword before their very eyes. We know this because we see it too--for one almost subliminally fast instant the image of the hand grasping the sword is on the screen. It's a brilliant and brilliantly economical way of making a dramatic point about the influence of this teacher's passionate love of literature on young Janet's imagination. Finally, the most wonderful visual moment of all comes near the end of the film when Janet returns to New Zealand after the death of her much-beloved father. She's cleaning out his little house and her eyes fall on his battered old work boots beside the bed. She slips off her shoes and slowly slips her feet into these boots and just for a few seconds she takes on his posture and makes one of his characteristic gestures and the scene fades out. It speaks volumes about Janet, about her relationship with and love for her father, and for the way in which she has finally been able to come to terms with the death of dear family members- something which has plagued her all her life and contributed to her bouts with depression and mental illness. This little sequence is a cinematic treasure that I'll cherish forever. The whole film is. Keep an eye open for a chance to see "An Angel on My Table." You'll cherish it too. For the WMNF Women's Show this is Linda Lopez McAlister on Women and Film.