First and foremost I cannot begin to describe just how much
I love this movie! I have been very exited for weeks about discussing Oh
Brother where art thou? I have loved this movie since I was a child, having
read the Odyssey and just worshiping Greek Mythology, this incredible
adaptation blew my mind! Plus my mom has been in love with George Clooney for
years, so her love for this film was passed on to me.
Having to choose a specific scene to discuss in this movie
was a no-brainer for me; my favorite scene has always been and will always be
the sirens. As a child I wanted to be them, to be able to capture a person with
your voice alone and lull them to danger willingly has always intrigued me.
Sirens are one of my particular favorite “monsters” in Greek mythology because,
differently than other monsters, they are not scary of ugly, in fact they are
beautiful, and beguiling, they have power and are dangerous, all in their sweet
voices.
In this scene we see a beautiful composition, to perfectly
convey emotions and tone. We are seeing the sirens slow and seductive approach
most likely still from Pete’s point of view, the girls are perfectly centered
in the frame which creates symmetry which is more pleasing to the eye, thus we
are drawn even more to them. They themselves are posed symmetrically in a
triangle and layered to create depth, with Pete’s siren at the front, Everett’s
Siren to the right and Delmar’s last and to the left, they create the foreground.
To each side of them we see their discarded undergarments, perfectly placed
layered as well as the girls are layered, with a floating piece in the river
being closest to the camera, the next on the rock, and lastly the two on the
tree branch. The river itself flanks them on both sides, curving in a U to draw
your eye around the frame, the U emphasizes the triangle positioning of the
sirens, thus even though your eye wonders around, there is a trail to lead you
back to them. Their soft pastel clothing which almost melt with their bodies,
makes them seem more “natural” like wood nymphs, as if they were part of the
river, dreams come to life for these men. Their colors are emphasized by the
bright green of the foliage that frames them, and the dark brown of the river,
really brings them out. Their stance is seductive, they walk to the pace of
their song, slow and lazy, determined to get what they want. They are visions
coming to life, beautiful dangerous creatures with purpose, and their
expressions showing the men what they want to see; seductive they feel
mythical, as though they truly are sirens of the river.