As a passionate viewer of Chris McKim’s 2020 documentary collage on David Wojnarowicz, it’s hard not to be touched by another spectral figure woven throughout the film – Peter Hujar. Known for his evocative downtown art scene photography, Hujar was more than just a brief lover or lifetime mentor to Wojnarowicz; he was a significant influence. The tragic loss of Hujar in 1987 at age 53 due to AIDS-related illness ignited a fierce political activism within the younger Wojnarowicz, which fueled his remaining five years before succumbing to the same disease at only 37.
The knowledge of the ticking clock is one element contributing to a deep undercurrent of melancholy in Ira Sachs’ exceptional exploration, entitled “Peter Hujar’s Day“. This film, considered among Sachs’ finest works, delves into the realm of first-person biography. Starring Ben Whishaw, who gives an entrancing and nuanced performance as the protagonist, the film skillfully condenses time to create a sense of fluidity, spaciousness, enlightenment, and emotional depth. All these effects are attained with remarkable subtlety and finesse.
After 76 minutes of operation, a discovery was made in 2019 – tapes thought to be lost earlier – which contained an extended conversation between artist Hujar and his friend Linda Rosenkrantz from 1974. This conversation was for Rosenkrantz’s uncompleted book project about artists’ daily lives. Similar to her 1968 novel, “Talk“, Rosenkrantz had asked various subjects to write a comprehensive account of their activities on a random day, from waking up to going to bed. The transcripts used in Sachs’ script are those detailing Hujar discussing the minutiae of that day in Rosenkrantz’s spacious Manhattan apartment the next day.
In the two-person play, Rebecca Hall portrays Rosenkrantz with a blend of warmth, humor, and an effortless physical presence that gives Linda a sense of calm and composure, contrasting with Whishaw’s character, Peter, who appears restless and chain-smoking. However, the chemistry between these actors is such that their body language suggests a deep friendship where they feel entirely at ease with one another.
This concept for a movie seems incredibly unlikely, as if it would fit better as a stage performance or an exhibit. However, despite its oddity, it’s intriguingly detailed and has a captivating cinematic quality. Sachs skillfully exploits the incongruity between his realistic style and the project’s theatrical nature by incorporating meta elements such as brief glimpses of the crew or staged shots of the actors during conversations, accompanied by bursts of Mozart’s Requiem in D Minor. Even the choice to cast two British actors to portray quintessential New Yorkers adds an extra layer of detachment.
Sachs has been known for his unique portrayal of New York life in films like “Keep the Lights On”, “Love is Strange” and “Little Men”. However, “Peter Hujar’s Day” veers more towards docu-fiction than anything he’s produced since his powerful 1996 debut feature, “The Delta”, a raw and dreamy exploration of gay desire. This new film also stands as one of the most vivid depictions of the 1970s downtown art scene that I’ve seen since Patti Smith’s memoir, “Just Kids”.
In the drama “Passages,” Whishaw delivered a captivating portrayal in a subtle role within Sachs’ love triangle. He brought a quiet intensity to the seemingly amiable husband of a narcissist, eventually standing up against her manipulations. In this, his second collaboration with the director, Whishaw seems to have surpassed himself. Here, he is as open as a book, particularly in the presence of Linda. His performance is compellingly authentic – from Peter’s introspective thoughts to the alluring grace of his actions.
In contrast to contemporaries like Robert Mapplethorpe, Peter Hujar was a relatively overlooked figure in the Lower Manhattan art scene, linking the legendary Andy Warhol with future stars Keith Haring and Jean-Michel Basquiat. A defining characteristic of his photography, primarily black-and-white portraits during that period, was the palpable intimacy that he shared with his subjects. This bond is what gives Peter Hujar’s Day its vibrant pulse, and it’s a connection I share with him as I explore this captivating work as a gamer immersed in its narrative.
One of the film’s funniest scenes revolves around Peter’s recollection of a photo assignment for The New York Times featuring Allen Ginsberg the day before. Even before deciding on a suitable coat, Peter hints at his self-consciousness about his E 12th St. residence (now above the Village East cinema) being deemed less prestigious than Ginsberg’s E 10th Street Lower East Side home. In fact, once he arrives, Peter feels like an outsider and is treated as such by the people on the street.
Ginsberg’s brusqueness was evident even in a prior phone conversation where he made dismissive remarks about the Times‘ liking for traditional portraits. This roughness didn’t fade when meeting in person. According to Peter Orlovsky, they opened the door to their rundown apartment and Hujar was left standing uneasily until Ginsberg acknowledged him. In Peter’s account, the photoshoot itself was just as chilly – no rapport built. However, his vivid description of Ginsberg sitting in the lotus position and chanting in a charred butcher shop doorway after a fire, is tantalizingly sharp.
In this time period, other well-known figures emerge. When Peter mentions to Ginsberg that he’s set to photograph William S. Burroughs in a few days, Ginsberg bluntly advises Hujar, “If you want a great shot, you might want to consider something more intimate, like kissing him.” Later, Peter’s photographs of Lauren Hutton are set for publication in Vogue, but the illusion he had created about the French editor who would visit his apartment each morning to approve the shots is shattered when she has no idea how much he will be paid. Fair compensation for his work remains a worry. A call from Susan Sontag leads to a conversation with Linda about the potential benefits of having Sontag write an introduction for his book of photographs.
However, when he shares seemingly ordinary moments of his day – taking another nap in the morning, purchasing cigarettes or liverwurst sandwiches, meticulously recording prices of items, a friend visiting due to a lack of hot water and later ordering Chinese food – Whishaw manages to make Peter an exceptionally intriguing character.
As a devoted fan, I can’t help but notice the captivating way Benedict Cumberbatch portrays Peter. Whether perched on the couch with a therapeutic air, or lounging on Linda’s bed for a comforting snuggle, his actions hint at an intriguing blend of self-dramatization and raw spontaneity. His hand gestures, fluttering like a seasoned actor yet unpredictable, add to the enigmatic charm of his character. Benedict gives Peter an allure that’s both seductive and melancholic, radiating cool confidence while exposing underlying vulnerability. He yearns for stardom but is equally concerned about the merit of his work standing alone.
Throughout this interaction, Hall ensures Linda remains an attentive listener, picking up on every subtlety in Peter’s words, empathizing with his concerns, and occasionally interjecting with insightful questions or remarks. Both performers skillfully develop complex characters from just two individuals discussing the minor occurrences of a day, ranging from insignificant to profound. The remarkable aspect of Whishaw and Hall’s performance is their ability to convey so much without appearing to do anything at all.
There are also sweet, spontaneous moments between them, such as when they unexpectedly dance to Tennessee Joe’s 1957 rockabilly song “Hold Me Tight” on the stereo. Their conversation sometimes turns into idle gossip, like when Peter shares about a casual date he had, hinting at the man’s unusual preferences for rough encounters. They share laughter over a friend of his who created a band consisting only of people who can’t sing or play instruments; and they chuckle about rumors that they’ve spotted the fictitious musician Topaz Caucasian performing.
As a gamer, I’ve found myself navigating an intriguing cinematic landscape that Sachs has meticulously crafted. His daring experiment carves out a unique niche, nestled between Warhol’s films of people chatting and the more structured narratives like Louis Malle’s ‘My Dinner with Andre’ or the documentary-drama ‘Reality’, pieced together from FBI transcripts.
In Hujar’s meticulous narration of his daily experiences, I was reminded of the amusing chapter titled “The Tingle” in The Philosophy of Andy Warhol (From A to B and Back Again). Here, Warhol provides a minute-by-minute account of a phone conversation with Brigid Berlin, detailing her meticulous cleaning routine in an almost obsessive manner.
Affonso Gonçalves skillfully revises Peter Hujar’s Day, capturing its epoch through the enchanting, grainy images of emerging cinematographer Alex Ashe, who utilized 16mm film. The camera tracks Peter and Linda as they move about in a generously spacious split-level dwelling (Westbeth Artists Housing in the West Village effectively substituted as a fitting substitute). Occasional trips onto the rooftop are made, with shifts in light subtly indicating the progression of time.
Remarkably intricate yet effortlessly simple, much like Hujar’s introspective reflections on his daily life, this piece is a solitary contemplation on the life of an artist whose significance was fully appreciated posthumously. It carries the charm and allure of a precious artifact unearthed from a long-forgotten archive.
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