Showing posts with label Edith Scob. Show all posts
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Tuesday, 20 October 2015

Eyes Without a Face (Les Yeux sans Visage).


French born Georges Franju’s directing style has been described as a ‘maker of stark documentaries and features, poetic and surrealist dreamscapes, literary adaptations, social commentary and sometimes with brutal content’[1] A man who admitted the his main reason for making films was to awaken an audience, and his second feature film, after a well received series of documentaries, can be said to do just that. 
 
The Mad Doctor. 
Now seen as a classic horror and certainly his best remembered film, Eyes Without a Face (1960) or to give it its French title Les Yeux sans Visage, is basically about a brilliant surgeon Doctor Genessier (Pierre Brasseur), aided by his assistant Louise (Alida Valli), who tries to repair his daughter Christiane’s (Edith Scob[2]) ruined face, following a car accident that he was responsible for, by grafting on to it the face of a beautiful woman.
 
The Daughter. 
Franju’s movie was one of three movies made at that time that was condemned and ridiculed, the very underrated Peeping Tom and the very overrated Psycho. Surprisingly only Hitchcock’s film came through unscathed at the time, but since then the other two turned out to be far better movies and both are now seen as two of the greatest horror films ever made.  
 
The surrogate mother and the doctors assistant.
Author Richard Humphries describes Eyes Without a Face as a subtle and highly sophisticated attack on Nazism and that Doctor Genessier’s experiments can be regarded with chilling hindsight in light of the monstrous experiments carried out by Nazi doctors. He goes on to opine that the entire film is a radical analysis of arrogance based essentially on the belief in the natural rights of one class in relation to another’s, kidnapping and murdering only young female students.
 
The victim about to loose face!
The film with its graphic scenes of gross horror including a glimpse of Christine’s missing face revealing the exposed muscle, watching or turning away as the mad surgeon removes the face of a dead female student and how the very dogs that he has used for his experiments turn on him with brutal repercussions. Again the movie raises the question of who is the monster Genessier or us for watching his grotesque work? The films legacy goes on. Pedro Almodover has admitted that his 2011 movie The Skin I Live In, which also featured a mad surgeon who performs skin grafts on an unwilling victim, was heavily influenced by Franju’s movie.   



[1] Philip Kemp - 501 Movie Directors.
[2] Who played the chauffer in Leos Carax’s Holy Motors 2012

Friday, 12 October 2012

Holy Motors.


‘You see many states in the film, from the fatigue of being yourself to the glory of re-inventing who you are” Carax adds, ‘There’s never any initial idea or intention behind a film, but rather a couple of images and feelings that I splice together.[1] Images and feelings over storytelling?




The director Leos Carax appears in the films prologue where he awakens in a dingy hotel room, he goes through the wall of his bedroom, which is made to look like a forest, onto the balcony of a cinema overlooking the audience and watching what appears to be a large dog walk down the aisle towards the screen, perhaps a reference to the cinematic influences that Holy Motors (2012) contains. 

M.Merde


Wouldn’t it be wonderful if you could live your life differently over and over again? Well that’s what Monsieur Oscar does, he’s ferried around Paris by his elegantly beautiful chauffeur Celine in a large white stretch limo changing his appearance and character in a series of ten appointments all to be carried out in the space of one day. 

Kay M shares a moment with M. Merde.


Again Denis Lavant is reunited with Carax after appearing in all his films except Pola X (1999) and plays a total of eleven different roles including Monsieur Oscar and my own favourite M. Merde (shit) in one of the best and funniest ‘appointments’ he carries out, sharing this segment is the statuesque Eva Mendes who plays a model called Kay M. I don’t want to explain in detail each of Oscars incarnations because I feel it would spoil your enjoyment of these cinematic adventures suffice to say that some are better than others but all hold a sense of bewilderment and surprise and all are full of invention and energy.

Is it really Jean Seberg?


The movie is full of surprises, not many films have an intermission where a group of accordion players, including Lavant, play some stunning music whilst walking through a candlelit church! Not many movies give a worthwhile role to Kylie Minogue as a Jean Seberg look alike. Not many movies reference George Franjue’s Eyes Without a Face (1960) when the 75-year-old French actress Edith Scob, who plays Oscars faithful driver Celine, dons the same mask she wore in that classic French horror. Carax even uses the same once grand Parisian department store La Samaritaine that played such a significant part of the backdrop in his modern French fairy tale Les Amants du Pont-Neuf (1991). Even the very final scene where Oscar is taken ‘home’ after his days work and the stretch limo is taken back to the garage for the night, gives us further revelations that we were not expecting.

Celine with her face!


Throughout his career, French filmmaker Leos Carax has repeatedly baffled and shocked his audiences: from the exuberant postmodern romance of Les Amants de Pont Neuf (The Lovers on the Bridge, 1991), to the portrayal of incestuous love in 1999’s Pola X his last feature film, his latest feature is undoubtedly his most confounding. Carax’s film reads as a tribute to cinema itself, to the different worlds of which it allows us to become part for a short period. Conversely, it may be read as a melancholic wish to be able to live one’s life again, and differently

Holy Motors is a truly imaginative piece of film making that I will never forget. It will become a cult classic, discussed and dissected over and over again, enthralling some and boring others. It’s certainly not your normal narrative driven movie and owes nothing to the mainstream! The only way to enjoy this privileged experience is to sit back and absorb what is served up on the screen and what ever you do don’t question it, don’t try and work things out, it will surely spoil the pure pleasure. 




[1] Leos Carax when interviewed by Peter Bradshaw.