They lived with the nanny for another five years or so, until she died. Anna and Jane refused to go to her funeral. Over the years, they tried to convince their parents of what it was like for them, and they never believed it.
Campion describes her parents as loving but essentially absent during her childhood. Campions were an important pair in the New Zealand theater. They became founders of the country’s first professional tour company, New Zealand Players, shortly before Jane was born. Richard Campion was a director, and Edith was one of the greatest New Zealand actresses of her generation. In 1959, she received the MBE Award for her theatrical work. But it was a troubled family – Richard was involved in a series of affairs, and Edith suffered from depression, which led to her multiple suicide attempts and residency several times in institutions throughout her adult life.
Edith appeared in Campion’s early film, “An Angel at My Table”. (More than two decades later, Campion’s daughter, Alice, had a leading role in Top of the Lake.) Campion remembers her mother as sensitive, sensitive, and intelligent. When her children were young, she turned to writing and eventually published a collection of short stories and a novel. Campion’s creative endeavors encouraged, but she was also moody and distant. When Campion was young and visiting friends’ homes, she would interview mothers, trying to learn about their schedules, habits, and what they do. How were the mothers?
Campion told me about the day her mother pulled him out of school for a dentist appointment. “We didn’t do a lot of things ourselves together, so I was really excited to show her where to hang my coat.” After the dentist, they had a walk in the park, and Campion could feel her mother’s mind was elsewhere. “I tried to do all sorts of amazing things — somersaults and handstands, to entertain her, to get her attention — but she still looked away. Maybe it was depression. I remember she was holding an egg in her lap, and… it rolled.”
There was a time when Campion was so perplexed and perplexed by her mother’s despair that she told her she would understand if she wanted to die. “It really scared me to be so close to her complete lack of hope,” she told an interviewer in 1995. At university I decided to study structural anthropology, studying the ways in which humans use myths and social structures to resolve the fundamental contradictions of existence: life and death, light and darkness.
Campion said that feeling vulnerable is more difficult for her than most people: “I associate it with fear.”
I said, “You hate feeling vulnerable, but tenderness is the core of your business!”
Well, she said, “if it didn’t make much sense to me, it wouldn’t matter.” “It has the power. And indeed, my interest decides: What in the world should I pay attention to? Can you fake that, really? Can you really fake attention? Attention is love.”