Greatest Performance (NCV Films, 1989) gambles its entire first half on lead actress, Nora Aunor playing Laura Villa being able to simultaneously present a character who is enormously, unquestionably gifted, but sufficiently insular and self-doubting that she needs to have someone intercede with the world on her behalf. Aunor ticks all of those boxes as easily as breathing, while also showing that Laura's talent is sufficiently undisciplined to justify keeping Cholo (Julio Diaz) around. Despite how inextricable Aunor’s personal pain is, the arrival of catharsis twenty minutes in feels audaciously premature. At this point Aunor’s character, an unknown singer has been established only in broad strokes. The voice exposes interiority, the inside of a body and self, the very things that get obscured in a genre so invested in surface beauty. But if ever a narrative movie could be said to fulfill some sort of ideal of a singer’s film, Greatest Performance is it, in the way it visually mythologizes the singer in the act. Where most emotionally driven musical numbers serve as outlets for what’s being felt in the heat of a given moment, the anguish surging through Iisa Pa Lamang exists independent of any apparent catalyst. Aunor’s voice becomes all the more compelling for having wriggled out of contextual constraints, for stopping us in our tracks without the justifications of narrative or character development. It’s Aunor’s voice that makes it difficult to hear the song as anything other than an authentic cry of pain. And it’s their sharing of this same inimitable sound that makes actor and character impossible to disentangle. The scene assumes that, in Aunor’s hands, any sad love song is inescapably personal. Without her, such an unseemly outpouring would lack all credibility. Iisa Pa Lamang lingers like an aftertaste, an agonizingly short-lived moment of clarity that the rest of the film feels all the more poignant for failing to recreate.
It’s the self-knowing and effortfulness of the acting, the moment-to-moment decisions moving it forward, that foreground the song’s seemingly inevitable candor. Aunor played the part with such raw emotion that it was often painful to observe. With Laura's talent as the driving engine for the whole movie, Greatest Performance does trade pretty heavily on Aunor's star power, but it's never just red meat for the fans. The single most obvious gesture in the film is Iisa Pa Lamang. We catch glimpses of a shift in her acting style that becomes more pronounced. Aunor, the filmmaker, in her detached authorial power, has captured what she needs while Aunor, the performer, is left with all that emotional excess roiling inside her. It’s a brief moment, one that evokes its obsessive chronicling of the singer’s transformations in and out of performance and its cold observation of everyone else’s indifference toward the toll it must be taking on her. Greatest Performance honors the chameleonic dexterity and creative agency of the performer whose constant self-making may exist within another’s vision but is never any less her own. Laura becomes a palimpsest of the actor’s accumulated public self and because we know the beauty of the singing originates from the depths of a life lived, we are led to acknowledge an offscreen Laura who for all we know may have suffered a pain that likewise preceded the camera. Laying her soul bare, Aunor articulates the plight of a singer with such raw agony that it transcends the art form of acting and registers on a level that is real. The endless days of cheering strangers while harboring private pain remains one of the most powerful stretches of cinema ever conceived. Tirso Cruz III holds his own dramatically with Aunor, but while he pulls off the big scene of a dressing-room breakdown, its effect is inevitably informed by our knowledge that he lived his own life, not the character, Briccio. Aunor's public life sheds light on the places where her character has been granted relative privacy and mystery. For all her personal problems, Aunor shows on the screen why she’s a star. As a melodrama, this real-life presentation is roaring with intense fierceness.
Sound Supervision: Rolly Ruta
Film Editor: Ike Jarlego, Jr. (FEGP)
Musical Director: Danny Tan
Production Design: Merlito 'Len' Santos
Cinematographer: Johnny Araojo
Written & Directed By: Guy
