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Drunkard Nursing Home
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You hear talk of an independent, no-budget Chinese documentary shot on digital video, titled Drunkard Nursing Home, edited down from ten hours of material. What kind of film do you instantly imagine? Personally, at least, I imagine a film in the style of Wang Bing: a relentless, extended, fly-on-the-wall record of the appalling conditions in some downtrodden, state medical facility. But the title (the English-language release title for festivals, at least) is, in fact, the name of a Beijing nightclub – one that has ceased operations just before filming starts – and the disaffected social set that gravitates around it. Shuai Zhang’s chronicle follows a number of denizens of this underground as they drift around individually and collectively, looking for (and speculating upon) a new cultural ‘scene’. The post-punk music they love proclaims slogans of resistance and revolution, but what we see is the groping for a sustainable lifestyle familiar from much youth culture worldwide. That lifestyle, in this case, involves queer sexual identity, drugs, ephemeral relationships, patched-together fashions, weighty discussions of art and theory, the tasting of foods, and copious amounts of alcohol. A rough translation of the title reveals the lightly Situationist flavour of the enterprise: An Observation Report on the Living Conditions of Some Young People in Some Areas of Beijing. Zhang is very much an insider of this world: as part of the roving gang, he frequently makes evident the act of filming and its effects. The portrait of a dissolute but not entirely unhappy generation, Drunkard Nursing Home offers unvarnished authenticity. © Adrian Martin 23 December 2022 |
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