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What Have They Done? The Film, “The Past”

In 2013, Iran’s Asghar Farhadi gave European artistic film a potency and purity it once had for several decades beginning in the late Fifties. I’m referring to the French-language picture The Past, set in Paris and built around several Middle Eastern migrants and one French woman, Marie-Ann.

Director Farhadi, who wrote the screenplay, has little respect for Marie-Ann (Berenice Bejo) even as he recognizes her humanity. The woman is pregnant by Samir (Tahar Rahim), the Arab man with whom she has been having an affair. This has followed Marie-Ann’s request for a divorce from another man (Ali Mosaffa)—all of which is due to Marie-Ann and Samir being creatures of quiet lust. The plot is pivoted on the question of whether the illicit affair compelled Samir’s wife to commit suicide.

The cast is expert. Bejo could probably never be false if she wanted to. The film is directorially not brilliant but certainly solid. It is as strong an “art film” as Il Posto (1961) or Betty (1992), giving no quarter, as it scrutinizes the theme of when divorce, however inevitable, fails to bring finality.

(In French with English subtitles)

North Dallas Dreck: “North Dallas Forty” (1979)

Cover of "North Dallas Forty"

Cover of North Dallas Forty

Was football controversial in 1979?  No.  It was considered pretty innocent stuff, albeit, as North Dallas Forty demonstrates, it brought plenty of pain to athletic bodies no longer young.

This is convincingly depicted (by Nick Nolte and director Ted Kotcheff), but NDF presents a problem.  It is the most cynical sports movie I’ve ever seen, as well as annoyingly coarse.  For a long time I thought it was insulting to women, but not really.  It’s harder on men than on women, and is, in point of fact, insulting to Christians:  Art the quarterback (Marshall Colt) in particular.  Partly comedic, it is well directed but unwell in spirit.  Its mild nudity is not gratuitous but it seems to be, because the movie itself is gratuitous.

Murderer! “Investigation of a Citizen Above Suspicion”

It would appear that late Sixties Italy, like all other countries, needs reform. It can’t happen without the rule of law, and men in power ought never to be “above suspicion” for a serious offense. A police inspector who oddly murders his mistress, Augusta, knows he probably is; but doesn’t want to be.

This is Investigation of a Citizen Above Suspicion (1970), by Italy’s Elio Petri. Surely this is not meant to be satire, for if it is, it’s a bad film. Satire is comic and hyperbolic; Petri’s film is just hyperbolic (to an extent). It is a weird political drama, memorably made. Actor Gian Maria Volonte, as the police inspector, is outstanding at being a crazy-like-a-fox fellow and tough guy. Virile and forceful, his presence in the film is absolutely needed. Compellingly Florinda Bolkan plays Augusta. The movie’s young revolutionaries are trite now, even if Investigation is an interesting study of power and justice.

(In Italian with English subtitles)

She’s On “The Other Side of the Moon”

A married woman with stepchildren participates in a crime with her new male lover. The woman in question narrates this short story by the Italian author Alberto Moravia called “The Other Side of the Moon.”

The woman is a bank teller; she helps to rob the bank. The story is about self-alienation in everyday living. The woman comments that she is “detached from the things I am doing at the very moment that I’m doing them.” Actions against traditional values may be another trope. Included in The Penguin Book of Italian Short Stories, “Moon” is a trenchant five and a half pages. A palpably secular piece, it offers no moral significance but does offer profundity.

“Pickup On South Street”: Pick Up, No Discarding

Pickup on South Street

Pickup on South Street (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The Sam Fuller  film, Pickup on South Street (1953), is probably the only movie ever made in which a prostitute, or former prostitute, is accused of being a subversive Communist.  But the woman in question, Candy (Jean Peters), simply doesn’t know the company she keeps, and is, it turns out, badly roughed up by a Communist.  Skip McCoy (Richard Widmark), a cynical thief, gets rough with her too—welcome to New York City—but later the two become, er, committed lovers.

Fashioned under the studio system, Pickup is better directed, more polished, than Fuller’s White Dog, and just as absorbing.  This despite a couple of defects in Fuller’s screenplay:  e.g. Thelma Ritter‘s character never would have stayed alive as long as she does.  I like most of the acting, except that Murvyn Vye, as a police captain, never changes his scowling expression.

 

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