2015, U.S., 75 min, 2K DCP, Dir. Laurie Anderson, Unrated
"A dog is at the heart of this film, but there’s room for all manner of extraordinary insights about finding love and giving love, being canine and being human." - Joe Morgenstern, Wall Street Journal
In Laurie Anderson’s plainspoken all-American observational-autobiographical art, voices and harmonies and rhythms and images are juxtaposed and layered, metaphors are generated, and the mind of the viewer/listener is sent spinning into the stratosphere. It’s been nine years since her last film and almost 30 since her last feature. Heart of a Dog is her response to a commission from Arte, a work of braided joy and heartbreak and remembering and forgetting, at the heart of which is a lament for her late-beloved piano-playing and finger-painting dog Lolabelle. Life in the neighborhood - downtown New York after 9/11 … the archiving of surveillance records in ziggurat-like structures … Lolabelle’s passage through the bardo … recollections of deaths and near-deaths, terrors personal and global, sad goodbyes and funny ones, dreams and imagined flights … acceptance: Heart of a Dog is as immediate as a paragraph by Kerouac, as disarmingly playful as a Cole Porter melody, as rhapsodically composed as a poem by Whitman, and a thing of rare beauty.