Præsidenten
The key of
Dreyer’s first film has been variously turned in Hitchcock’s The Manxman, Mamoulian’s We Live Again and Altman’s Gosford Park. The meaning is expressly
revealed in Ordet,
the structure is essentially that of Gertrud.
Subsequent directors
therefore provide a running analysis, the life of the girl and her vicissitudes
are of moment to Dreyer.
The title refers
to an appointed municipal office just below the county seat or its equivalent
in the provincial government, a judicial function evidently.
The Parson’s Widow
She who must be
married, by local custom, before you get the job, she’s old, with a
forbidding face and three husbands in the grave, she runs the parsonage. The new parson beats out a silly fool and an ass for the
post, then the custom is brought forth.
He’s worked
hard, his girl has waited, her father won’t let
them marry until he has the job.
Set in Norway,
directed by Dreyer for Svensk Filmindustri.
The widow might
be a witch (cf. Vampyr), he installs the
girl as a servant, plots and schemes.
It all turns out
quite differently, with its reverberations of Jacob and Laban
or Abram and Sarai at the court of Pharaoh. Prästänkan, brought to
New York in 1929 as The Witch Woman (the New York Times found it
“somewhat ingenuous”).
Blade af Satans
Bog
He is a Pharisee,
the Grand Inquisitor, a Jacobin, a Red monk, Leaves from Satan’s Book. Temptation is his charge from God, redemption his wish.
Foolish and grasping victims are all in the mold of Judas.
A magnificent panoply for this analysis displays how far
advanced and very knowledgeable Dreyer’s art is at this time, there is
even among the comprehensive scenes a shootout on horseback, Western-style.
Elsker hverandre
(Die Gezeichneten)
The fictional
account of a pogrom is remembered by Hitchcock in Psycho (the nightmare)
and The Birds.
Dreyer injects a note of Griffith’s Broken Blossoms
(axe and door).
Frankenheimer takes general stock of the situation in The
Fixer.
The accuracy of the depiction is attested to by subsequent events
in Berlin, where it was filmed.
Michael
The entire film
is curiously placed in Truffaut’s La Nuit américaine, which thus is probably the best analysis.
The stations of Claude Zoret’s
cross, painted by himself (cf. Neame’s The Horse’s Mouth),
The Victor, posed for by his adopted son, the title character, Caesar
and Brutus, in which the latter’s features are evidently modeled on
Michael’s, and Job, evidently representing the artist in a
triptych with a male figure left and a female figure right.
“Proposed,” Time Out Film Guide hazards,
“that Dreyer be frogmarched out of the
Pantheon,” thus a young Oxford Union chap attempted to convey in the
midst of a debate on Comedy just what your Yank is missing of “leapfrog
in the public schools,” to which Alan King responded incredulously, “they
don’t know who the fuck I am!” Since Mordaunt Hall (New York Times) also saw a likeness
(it was Chained), be it said that were these Lord Alfred Douglas and
Oscar Wilde, Jules the Majordomo most assuredly would be George Bernard Shaw.
Master of the House
A man who stands
his son in the corner wearing wet shoes because a cold would teach him a lesson
is made to stand in the corner himself before his wife returns from a rest
cure, her mother and his old nurse see to that.
Fellini parodied
this in City of Women, and so we have Jonathan Rosenbaum (Chicago
Reader) announcing its
“feminist theme,” and Film4 describing “one of the
great miserabilists of early European cinema,” with
reference to Ingmar Bergman and, by implication, Arthur Crabtree (They Were
Sisters).
The theme is simply developed from The Parson’s Widow
to give a picture finally of the well-run, happy household. Thou
Shalt Honor Thy Wife (Du
skal ære din Hustru).
“A type that is extinct in this country, but still exists
abroad.”
Glomdalsbruden
The structure is
of the utmost simplicity, to express its two great points. “God does
not desert those whom He loves.”
“Love is a gift from God we mortals shall not interfere
with.” The effect is the thing in itself rather than a representation or a description,
able to bear the latter. The Bride of Glomdalen (or Glomdal, or Glomdale) wears
the wedding crown at last, after an interval in which her father seeks to marry
her to a rich man’s son. Without a boat, the
bridegroom rides a horse across the river, losing his mount, he avails himself
of a log through the rapids, defeating his homicidal rival.
It was at first a little more than half again as long.
“Minor,” says Time
Out Film Guide, “but very pleasant all the same.”
La Passion de Jeanne d’Arc
“L’un des documents les plus
extraordinaires de l’histoire du monde.”
The scene is
fixed like ink on vellum. The offer of imprisonment is an anomaly in the
history of witch trials, yet this is a prime example in that the motive is
invariably the desire to rid the accuser of an enemy and seize his property.
The style in
these narrow circumstances is an illumination from within that goes out on
renunciation and is found again by bearing witness.
The blanched
screen is inscribed with the visages of the participants in a strict reading.
The melding of script and reality finally educes the epical comment of birds
flying in an augur’s nightmare.
Ken Russell
resumed the effect as a close study in The Devils. Hitchcock modeled
half of Murder! on Dreyer.
The tragedy is that it made no money. Whistler and Rembrandt
were bankrupts, too.
This is the
secret, one should say occult meaning of Prästänkan. The penultimate scenes and much else are reflected in Ken
Russell’s Altered States and elsewhere.
The nightmare
nonpareil, the supreme of all frights, nothing like it in the cinema, only in
your worst dreams, merely a tale of wedding jitters, the most frightful.
It’s a bag of
tricks, but “some bag—some tricks.” Dreyer’s technical
accomplishment is awesome and terrifying in itself,
indeed the very precision of his dollywork adds
nothing much more than a gasp to his nightmare vision.
The range and scope of his influences is lengthy and deep,
Cocteau, Buñuel, Hitchcock, Polanski, Bergman, Wise, and every Dracula film. A
close-up of the Doctor reveals the galloping Major of Huston’s Beat
the Devil. Several shots key works by Kubrick,
notably the entombment scene, which is one-half of the “Star Gate”
puzzle (the other half is LeRoy’s Thirty Seconds Over Tokyo’s
bombing run). There’s a bit of Lumet’s Bye
Bye Braverman in there
too, and a touch of Robbe-Grillet elsewhere (Glissements
progressifs du plaisir).
Some of his techniques are owed to Méliès (and Redon). Aspects
of the finale were borrowed for John Sturges’ The Great Escape.
His complicated use of the texts David (or Allan) Gray reads is
an interesting study. First, he takes the mickey out
of his tale. Then he coddles you along with verbiage. Pretty soon, he’s
telling you a scary story quite effectively, and before you know it,
you’re part of the dream.
For the finale, see D.W. Griffith, Corner in Wheat
(1909).
Mødrehjælpen
Mother’s Aid, a boon to Danish women who, by law, are
given needed and desired assistance in or out of wedlock, one reel representing
a typical case.
Day of Wrath
A simple and exact parallel between the Nazi occupiers of Europe
and the witch persecutions of yore is heroically divided into two parts, one a
straightforward account of denunciation, torture and death, the other an
arrangement of tones to give the mental vanquishment
of the accused.
The first part is the classical witch hunt, an everyday version
of The Passion of Joan of Arc. The second is an anticipation of Arthur
Miller’s The Crucible (dir. Raymond Rouleau),
as in its examination of superstition and mob rule.
Dreyer’s panning technique renders interior space in the
manner of Old Master paintings, as observed by Cézanne. In this, he is greatly
helped by what is called Rembrandt lighting.
He violates the model by placing the camera in a fixed position
on the small boat belonging to the illicit lovers, because he can’t
resist the cumulative picture of a day’s outing. This prepares the great
summation, in which a lateral pan accretes enough material to suggest El Greco’s
The Burial of Count Orgaz, vertically.
Dreyer begins by returning the compliment of Hitchcock’s Murder!, with reference
to Rebecca.
Två Människor
The war in its latter stages already invites a view of the
Liberation, coming to terms with that is Dreyer’s theme.
It will be seen that Hitchcock’s Blackmail is at or near the root of this (Hitchcock resumes an
aspect of style in Rope and Dial M for Murder).
Nabokov’s play The
Event is very like the theatrical coup
of action offstage, merely. Truffaut’s Tirez sur le pianiste is a reflection of this, consciously or not
(Dreyer is said to have repudiated this film, screenings are said to have been
few, criticism rare). The Romeo and Juliet ending is
rather like Stanley Kramer’s On the
Beach and Frank Perry’s Play It
as It Lays.
Vandet på Landet
The rhyming title signifies water where you got ‘er
outside of town, a rustic colloquy with illustrations reportedly never shown
and presently in an imperfect state, “manglede scene” and all, a reel or so.
Sink of typhus, the hand pump and well on a farm without proper
sanitation.
“Dey’s been cats drownded in dat water dat’s in yo’
pitcher,” says Twain’s Sociable Jimmy.
Landsbykirken
After the war, a vision of the Danish village church, presented
in the form of a documentary that describes it over many centuries, Medieval,
Romanesque, Gothic, brick.
Kampen mod Kræften
It takes place in clinics and hospitals, betimes, and culminates
in radium therapy.
De Nåede
Færgen
They Caught the Ferry, between Clair’s Entr’acte
and Fellini’s “Toby Dammit”.
Thorvaldsen
Ten minutes on the sculptor’s life and work, enough to
reveal the intimacy of his neoclassical sculptures and the warmth and light
they express. The technique treats them as music in
the round, skillfully lighted for their surfaces, or plainly looked at in their
settings.
Storstrømsbroen
A demi-reel of views taken on and
around the bridge (construction footage to begin with), a splendid piece of
engineering nearly two miles long, the last from a ship passing under the
center span.
Et Slot i et Slot
Krogen og Kronborg
Dreyer’s beautiful, droll analysis of the castle might
have a thing or two to say about Olivier’s Hamlet, as finally it turns upon guns and gun portals whilst
revealing medieval Krogen behind or underneath
familiar Kronborg.
Ordet
Ordet is an analysis
of Christ’s mission in terms of its central fact, to which the
Crucifixion (represented by Johannes’ Deposition as he is carried from Inger’s death chamber, and his Entombment in his
room) and the Resurrection (Johannes, watched over by sleeping Anders, slips
out the window) are purposed, namely the raising of Lazarus, which is depicted
as a right relation to God, in whom “we live and move and have our
being”.
The construction of the image is closely related to Nicholas
Ray’s technique in King of Kings, dead Inger
awakes and clutches her atheist husband, whose faith is now restored (for the
which see Pericles, Prince of Tyre, as directed by David Hugh Jones, for example).
They are in a two-shot close-up, her face is nearer the camera as they embrace,
she takes her breath in gulps from his proximity, from his very person.
Christendom is a lifeless rote of hymnbooks and
“witness”, a humbug of doctrinal squabbles, rather than the choice
of Moses. At the same time, there are the Pharisees and an expectant people.
Jesus is a divinity student who thinks he’s God. This is a film, the precedent is Meet John Doe.
The final scene is expressly given as the Second Coming, hence
the sequence of wipes from left to right, like a scroll, preceding it.
Johannes is changed, of course, grief is nearer. A voice in the
wilderness to bewildered people. The camera moves
among them, no longer a study of painting (as in Day of Wrath) but of
the space between adequate, expressive compositions in perfectly realized
settings where everything is familiar. The drama is that Peter Petersen will
not let Anders Borgen marry his daughter Anne, Inger Borgen dies in childbirth
and is brought back to life.
Jesus is among them like the Savior in a Renaissance picture,
odd and beneficent next to recognizable portraits. They move through fields of
wheat as in an illuminated manuscript.
The great surprise is the nudity and sterility of Dreyer’s
camerawork after Vredens dag, there is the
one image to which all this tends, and the rest is a great lassitude of
acquired knowledge that he reviles as bitterness. The camera in motion no longer
accumulates form, it dispatches an incommodious space of dullness, enlivened
only by the objects and furniture like Blake’s musical instruments. Everything is there, without satire.
The godless drone through their prayers, hope for a Redeemer or
keep the Law variously, even the atheist is rich in fellow-feeling, yet
“one thing thou lackest”,
and it is Dreyer’s business to drive Kierkegaard’s point home
beyond all cavils and considerations.
The Catholic position is casuistical,
owing to its neat identification here with the synagogue of the Pharisees, thus
making the point. Protestants are more open-minded.
Dreyer saw the play when it opened in 1932, an extant photograph
of the last scene shows how closely he remembered it. It
was filmed by Gustaf Molander
in 1943 with Victor Sjöström, doubtless in response
to circumstances. Dreyer replaced two-thirds of the dialogue with pictures.
Unused material from Vredens dag supplies the score.
Gertrud
The learned counselor and political sage is much too busy with
his work and, even made Minister of State, cannot keep his wife.
She will have the young composer, but he is a libertine and not
conscientious enough at his work, he will not have her (and there is another).
The poet is much too interested in his career, and besides, the
final break with the composer sets her off on a course of studies in psychology
and psychiatry, at Paris.
Neither beautiful, nor young, nor alive, as her one and only
poem has it, but loving.
Certain of the monumental aspects of this satire are
overwhelming in their monstrousness. On the other hand, you have the Surrealist
photograph called Versailles, which
simply represents a young woman in a doorway.
After this, Fellini would have to invent City of Women.
The really great writer ought to know something about the
horse-leech’s daughter and vanity, n’est-ce
pas?
Dreyer runs through himself and Beckett and Herzog and
everything to the end of all things, dispensing wisdom all the way.
Thornton Wilder discusses all this in The Bridge of San Luis Rey (dir.
Rowland V. Lee), it’s out, if you want to
read, do so.
The poetry of earth is never
dead...
Étant donnés, says Duchamp in Philadelphia.