Kærlighedens Mysterium
There is a
recurrent commercial on Danish television that shows some obscure scenes with a
French speaking clown, a black cat, people being serious and strange and
everything being absolutely absurd. It is done in black and white and ends with
a woman asking: “You think this is dark? Then you should try Café Noir”
Now I know
where it comes from.
My guess is
that the common idea that French movies are arty, obscure and dark originates
from the work of Jean Cocteau. It was brought to its elaborate and obscure
height in the sixties, but Cocteau’s “Orphée” is all that already in 1949 (or
1950 according to IMDB).
I am not a
fan. I find it overly pretentious and stylized to an extent that makes it
difficult to relate to the characters and not least the story. It also tries
very hard to drive home some points that the film at large suffers and still I
generally fail to understand those points. Okay, I may be stupid, but this is
also a personal experience and so my return from this movie may well be limited
by my stupidity.
It is well
known that “Orphée” is (largely) based on the story of Orpheus. Orpheus was an
ancient Greek mythological character He was supposed to be a sublime poet and
quite an adventurer (he went with Jason and the Argonauts on their quest). His
wife Eurydice dies and Orpheus follows her to Hades (helped by the nymphs who
were swayed by his music). In Hades Orpheus music also swayed Persephone to let
him bring Eurydice with him back. Only he cannot look back at her until both
are fully restored, but Orpheus do exactly that and so Eurydice is lost.
Cocteau
sets his Orpheus story in contemporary France. Orpheus (Jean Marais) is a
popular poet and Eurydice (Marie Déa) is his wife, home alone, isolated and
practically forgotten by Orpheus. Orpheus
witnesses what looks like an accident as two motorcyclists run down a young man
(another poet) and Orpheus is asked by the woman accompanying the young man to
help her drive the man away. Then things start getting odd. The woman (María
Casares) is actually Death, Persephone I take it, and the two motorcyclists are
death angels in her service who kills those she points out.
Persephone
has a crush on Orpheus. She visits him when he sleeps and she sends him
mysterious radio messages that sound like coded wartime instructions and
apparently they work. Orpheus is in rapture over these messages, entranced by
this woman and completely ignores his pregnant wife. In my interpretation of
what is going on Persephone picks up Eurydice and brings her to Hades while she
instructs her assistant Heurtebise (François Périer) to assist Orpheus in following
her into the underworld.
Hades looks
like a wartime ruin. That is probably no coincidence as this was what hell looked
like in the forties. Still it is not exactly how you would normally imagine
that place. Hades is all about judgment. Everybody is on trial, but for what
and to which sentence is unclear. Heurtebise is like the ferryman on the river
Styx helping people in and out, but here he is also in love with Eurydice.
Orpheus gets Eurydice with her home and of course see her in a mirror, but not
before having had some serious fights with her. Orpheus still has his head full
of Persephone.
Orpheus
dies and returns to Hades. He and Persephone are now ready to consummate their
love so Persephone sends, at the cost of her own… existence…, Orpheus and
Eurydice home, madly in love and with no memory of their travels in the
underworld.
If we focus
a bit on the story, or at least my interpretation of the story (it is rather
unclear what is really going on), then it follows the Orpheus myth to some
extent. Parts of it is even rather literal. But it also takes some odd turns.
The strange double dating of Persephone and Orpheus and also Eurydice and Heurtebise
is quite distracting. I do not know what to make of it. Orpheus is like a manic
obsessed with death and it makes him truly unlikeable. Is it a spell Persephone
has thrown on him? Also the ending leaves me baffled. What just happened? The
only thing I can think of is that Persephone is so in love with his art (which
we never experience and we never see her enjoy) that out of love she gives him
back his life and wife so that he can make great art.
The surreal
use of symbols and the rather confusing storyline makes it very difficult to
follow the film and since I have not found any deeper meaning I do not think it
is particularly rewarding to try to understand it. Obviously many of the
seemingly meaningless scenes and characters are supposed to mean something, but
much of it is too obscure for me. What is worse, this use of symbolism or
striving to drive home some obscure points ruins the immediate value of the
scenes. People act strange, dialogue is stylized and impersonal and we are no
longer dealing with persons but with caricatures. You can root for a person if
you can recognize something in the person, but a caricature is an empty shell
and I loose interest. When I no longer care for the characters I no longer care
for the story and the movie becomes hollow.
At first I
thought the problem was just the subtitles, but although my French is rather
limited, I did realize when I listened carefully that the weird utterances
really was what they were saying.
Compared to
the other Cocteau film I have seen, “La Belle et la Bete”, Orphée is a step
down. The story is less recognizable and although “La Belle et la Bete” was
also obscure Cocteau adds an order of magnitude to that parameter. Gone is also
much of the magic. Orphée is praised for its special effects, but compared to “La
Belle et la Bete” it is rather tame.
I did not “get”
“Orphée” and that may be my problem, but I also did not feel encouraged to try
to work it out. It left me baffled and mostly uninterested. Definitely one of
the poorer entries on the list, though I am sure many will disagree.
I haven't seen this one yet and based on your review and my reaction to The Blood of a Poet I'm not looking forward to it.
ReplyDeleteIt pushed all the wrong buttons for me. I like a movie full of strangeness, but this seemed far too pretentious. I have not seen The Blood of a Poet, but if it is anything like this I think I will skip it.
DeleteI didn't hate Orphee, but it's dense and I also didn't love it. When you get to it, Black Orpheus is a much better and much more visually interesting version of the same story. And the music is great, too.
ReplyDeleteThat is also what I have heard. One to look out for.
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