'Heaven' Help Us

FINISHING HEAVEN (2009)

Reviewed by Jerry Saravia

Mark Mann's "Finishing Heaven" is a sad, mournful film of a life that could've been, or could it? Robert Feinberg is a former filmmaker who shot one film yet never finished editing it. I knew a guy once who was working on a short film, a comedy, for Public Access and had been editing it for three years and still wasn't remotely finished. One may also be reminded of Orson Welles who through the 50's right up until his death in 1985 had several unfinished films. He famously said that he didn't like to finish anything. This is one of the few documentaries I can think of that truly illuminates the task of completing something artistic, without knowing when it can be or should be finished.

"Heaven" is the name of the film and Feinberg, under the former tutelage of Martin Scorsese (his former NYU teacher), worked on a film that can't be easily classified in the late 60's. Andy Warhol and a slew of others come to mind describing the film "Heaven," an underground, experimental, free-form picture made with style and flash and dubious content (we see brief glimpses of visual tropes of the era, like midgets and bubble baths with red-haired divas singing). Eventually, things go wrong as days and days are followed by inconsistent ideas and mixed emotions (Scorsese eventually abandoned the project altogether). Feinberg pretty much abandoned his film as well, in addition to his former girlfriend and leading lady, Ruby Lynn Reyner. Now in present day New York City, Feinberg argues with Reymer about completing the film, and she wishes for co-writer, costume designer and casting credits. Their arguing of who gets credit for what, not to mention Feinberg's affair with another woman that killed their relationship, informs most of "Finishing Heaven." If you can put up with these two neurotic people, then you can endure the sadness chipping away at Feinberg.

"Finishing Heaven" is not just another documentary about an independent filmmaker trying to make it - it is about a fiftysomething ex-filmmaker, now a cruise ship greeter (is that an actual job?) and a father, trying to resolve his early life in some context by finishing and editing his first and only film. The fact is that if Feinberg ever finishes it (and I doubt it), he may not resolve much of anything. He was an impassioned film school student, perhaps fueled with more anxiety and passion for film than even Scorsese, but he never quite set his sights on completing anything - I gather he just loved shooting reels and reels of film. One gets the impression that his high level of anxiety coupled with early drug addictions self-destructed his artistic side, thus lacking the confidence to complete his film.

I don't know what to take away from Mann's "Finishing Heaven" except that it is sad yet hopeful, and tinged with a lot of regret but not necessarily remorse. It is less about finishing a film than it is about the realization of what Feinberg once had and how he can complete and close his past demons. Judging from recent festivals and comments made by Feinberg, he remains a filmmaker paralyzed by his silver screen opus.