I take the recent release of the DVD to return to the shocking and sombrissime latest film by Martin Scorsese: Shutter Island . At least what this movie tells us, once past the dramatic revelations, and that implies the choice of heroes prefer death, when he returns to reason, to "die a good man" rather than "live monster." Indeed, following a labyrinthine investigation conducted by the Marshall Teddy Daniels in a psychiatric hospital, asylum contained in many respects the antechamber of hell, it will realize it is not the investigator he thought, but the subject of an RPG-scale organized by physicians of the island to restore it to reason and accept the reality that he rejects, namely that he killed his wife just after she killed their children. The game succeeds and the character played by DiCaprio finally recognizes that the world he is struggling is an imaginary world, the fruit of his own delusions created to avoid facing him atrocious events that have sunk into psychosis. However, if the brain is healed, the heart, it does not take the test and that is that the trepanation Marshall chooses, rather than forgiveness, and on which the film ends in an apotheosis of a nihilist terrible sadness. It is surprising to see Scorsese make the film here as black, and see him that Catholicism is known, does offer as an exit in this world than death or madness. At least to consider that issue Shutter Island is not the choice between madness and reason, but rather that between a hand, survive the pain and guilt and, secondly, to die for failing to support them. Thus, the failure of psychiatrists of the film lies mainly in the fact that only consider their patient as a being of unsound mind during his madness is only a result of her grief, and that caring without curing the disease caused They strive to imitate Sisyphus in white coats.
Verily Shutter Island is neither a thriller nor a film about the unconscious is a theological horror film, literally, portraying a world closed its only rational limits, while that suffering irradiates each corner without being willing to see (besides the Nazi death camps and the atomic bomb leaves cast their shadows atrocious throughout the film), and it kills us all the more Surely no one is there to comfort us. French, Shutter Island, the island is closed. That man, the poet said to us that no man is an island, which still persuades its insularity miserable to death, not by madness, but because he recovered and the reason alone ... and it is not enough ...
Remi Lelian
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