I watched Love Is The Devil today--A cinematic portrait of the painter Francis Bacon, one of my favorite artists of all time.
Watch the trailer here:YouTube - Love Is the Devil Trailer
Derek Jacobi's performance was somewhat disappointing, as his obnoxious, highly extroverted portrayal of Bacon did not seem to match the intense, yet soft-spoken, Bacon I have seen in documentaries and interviews.
He was engaging nonetheless, and he certainly did look like Francis Bacon.
Even more interesting, however, was Daniel Craig's portrayal of Bacon's lover George Dyer.
The quietly tortured Dyer of this film almost steals the show, proving that less is often more, and that there is power in the most subtle performance.
Vivid recurring dream sequences take you deep into Dyer's psyche--a dark and foreboding place where he is little more than a mass of bloody flesh impaled on a giant skewer, writhing and shivering all alone.
What is the source of this terror? What happened to him? Was he abused as a child?
Daniel Craig's tough-yet-tender approach won my heart.
The cinematography is incredible--a flawless translation of Bacon's visual style onto film.
Surreal scenes from Bacon's life unfold into one another like a waking dream, as if he were a ghost passing through the world rather than an active participant in life.
The score of the film is eerie and off-kilter, and the overall experience is profoundly bizarre.
Watching the film inspired me to rework one of my old paintings.
This was the result (not a great photo, but it will do for now):