Sarah Polley shares ‘Stories We Tell’
By ANN HORNADAY - The Washington Post
The easy way to describe “Stories We Tell” is that it’s a documentary, by the Canadian actress and director Sarah Polley, about her mother, her family and a secret that had a seismic effect on all their lives.
A more nuanced way would be to say that “Stories We Tell,” is a delicate, funny, shocking, multilayered melange of nonfiction and drama, a brilliant collage that both addresses and exemplifies the slippery nature of memory and narrative itself.
“Stories We Tell” is simple: It’s about loss, grief and a long-buried truth. “Stories We Tell” is complicated (see “loss,” “grief” and “long-buried truth”). It’s disarmingly straightforward and craftily deceptive – all in the name of emotional honesty that is all too rare onscreen, not to mention in life. It’s a rigorously constructed, philosophically deep plunge into family dynamics and personal candor that owes most of its restrained beauty to the fact that it lays bare a story Polley has spent much of her adult life not wanting to tell.
“When it first happened ... it was the last thing in the world I would have wanted to make a film about,” Polley said recently in a phone conversation from Los Angeles. “The impetus for making the film in the first place was how many stories were coming out of this story, and how many contradictions and complementary details were coming out ... . I guess it made me think about how common an experience it is to have a family history that’s so subjective, and so different from the history of others in the same family, and how often members of the same family come up with different versions of the same events.”
What were those events? The facts are these: Polley, now 34, grew up in Toronto with her parents, Diane and Michael, and four siblings. Diane, an actress who appeared on local television and in theater, died when Sarah was 11. But she left behind some lingering questions that Sarah eventually explored and brings to the surface through interviews with family and friends, archival records and cinematic techniques that rival Errol Morris in their seamless re-creation of personal and social history.
“Stories We Tell” is so carefully calibrated that it’s possible to finish watching the film and want to watch it again immediately to dissect the subtlety of its craft.
Or, maybe you’d just want to spend more time with Diane Polley, who emerges from “Stories We Tell” as a vibrant, palpable presence – a charismatic, fun-loving party animal and compulsive telephone-talker who exerts as seductive a pull onscreen as she did with the myriad people who loved and were confounded by her. Polley admits that the process of filming the movie “strangely made [her loss] a lot harder. There were so many times I felt like I should stop, mostly for mental health reasons.”
As the film progresses, a painful discovery is revealed that sends “Stories We Tell” into ever more surprising trajectories.
“Once I felt I’d processed [that discovery] and gone through the more shocking and painful parts of it, then I had to make this movie. It felt like rubbing salt in a wound over and over again.”
If “Stories We Tell” was difficult for Polley, the film itself bears no trace anxiety or resentment. Indeed, it’s a lyrically expressive, often exuberant evocation of 1970s life that often resembles a Canadian version of “The Brady Bunch,” given a mordant zing from the present-day interviews with Polley’s funny, self-aware brothers and sisters. The film is given its structure from a narration provided by her father, Michael, reading from his own memoir, which he can be seen taping in a recording studio, complaining sardonically at his daughter’s stern direction.
Even though “Stories We Tell” is nominally about her mother, Polley believes now that the reasons she made the film had more to do with her father. The most meaningful thing about her discovery and the way it reverberated, she says, wasn’t her mother or her secret, but “what felt most original and unique was my dad’s response, which was so unexpected and elegant, so full of compassion and humanity.”
The most moving passage of “Stories We Tell” comes toward the end, when Polley allows the camera to rest on the now-grown children Diane left behind, their faces offering wordless, wounded testaments to the lingering effects of her loss.
In many ways, this film is a natural outgrowth of Polley’s directorial career, which began with the masterful “Away From Her” and continued with “Take This Waltz.” Both address issues of memory, marriage and selfhood similar to those that animate “Stories We Tell.”
• “Stories We Tell” runs 108 minutes and is rated PG-13 for sexuality, brief language and smoking.
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