Home alone: how Almodóvar’s new film finds innovation in lockdown
The set-up speaks to our lockdown neuroses: Tilda Swinton indoors, alone and increasingly distraught. She is on a phone call with her ex, though we only hear her end of the conversation as she pads about her tasteful apartment wearing AirPods and an array of haute couture outfits. There are cultural trappings galore: her DVDs , art books, Chanel bags, paintings. Even the axe she buys looks designer.
But Almodóvar makes it clear that none of this is real. The apartment is just a set on an industrial-looking soundstage. We often see it from the outside, or from overhead. Swinton is kind of playing herself – “the clients love my pallor. That mixture of madness and melancholy,” she says – but she’s also a fictional, quintessentially “Almodóvarian” character: another woman on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
Like many film-makers, Almodóvar and Swinton were operating under constrained, Covid-proofed conditions. This era will be marked in history by a preponderance of minimal, self-made or skeleton-crewed movies
At the Venice film festival, Almodóvar said the pandemic has “shown us our homes are a place where we’re somehow imprisoned, because we can find the love of our life there, work there, have food delivered, and we don’t need to move from our homes to do all this. I find this very dangerous.” The antidote, he suggested, is going out to the cinema. “It is the opposite of all that.” Although many of us understandably prefer to watch movies at home right now.