Napoleon close-up

Gance's inscription


Gance as Saint-Juste in Napoleon

What is the ultimate movie-going experience?  The ultimate big screen blow-out?

2001: A Space Odyssey?

Lawrence of Arabia?

Star Wars?

Think again.  Think a silent film, released in 1927.  A film that was almost lost to history, if it were not for the obsessive efforts of a young British film-maker and historian, Kevin Brownlow.  Today, on Bastille Day, we celebrate that masterpiece of French and world cinema: Napoleon, vu par Abel Gance.

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I’ve got long history with this film.  I was present at the now-legendary first screenings of Brownlow’s restoration at London’s Empire Theater in Leicester Square.  That experience led to a friendship with Kevin, his producer David Gill, and composer Carl Davis, and a series of articles about their ground-breaking restorations of silent movies.

Then, in March 2012, Kevin’s definitive version of the film arrived for the first time in America, complete with Carl Davis’s superlative score.  I dragged friends, my daughter and her mother (an ancestor of hers, a mistress of Napoleon, appears as a character in the film) to the screenings.  They could not believe their eyes or ears.

Napoleon at the Paramount Theatre, Oakland, 2012 (Photo: Pamela Gentile)

Napoleon at the Paramount Theatre, Oakland, 2012 (Photo: Pamela Gentile)

The following is the review I wrote of the occasion for the Financial Times, supplemented by extra pictures.  For those of you who are interested, a screening is taking place in London this Fall.  Do not hesitate to do whatever it takes to be there.

Napoleon - Dieudonne on mountain

Albert Dieudonne as Napoleon

It has taken 85 years, but America is finally seeing one of the cinematic wonders of the world in all its glory, as the enterprising San Francisco Silent Film Festival presents screenings of Abel Gance’s five-and-a-half-hour 1927 silent epic Napoleon.

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French director Gance originally intended to make six films covering Napoleon’s entire life, but blew his budget on Part One, which takes us from Napoleon’s boyhood to his campaign to liberate Italy. Its first audience didn’t even see all of that: when Napoleon premiered at the Paris Opera, the film had already been severely shortened by nervous producers.


The birth of the Marseillaise is vividly brought to life in the film, and is here rendered into a 1927 poster by Georges Scott

In the succeeding decades, the film was scattered across archives, private collections and flea markets around the world. By 1954, when 15-year-old Kevin Brownlow discovered a 9.5mm home-movie version of excerpts, Gance and his film barely made the footnotes in movie history.

Director Abel Gance and the young Kevin Brownlow

Abel Gance and the young Kevin Brownlow

For Brownlow, a future editor and director himself, viewing the film was a moment of revelation. “The camera did things that I didn’t think it could do, and it represented the cinema as I thought it ought to be, but had never seen an example of,” he recalls. “It was beautifully, brilliantly staged. You couldn’t believe it had been shot in the ’20s.”

The aftermath of battle

The aftermath of battle

Young Napoleon and the Eagle of Destiny

Young Napoleon and the Eagle of Destiny

Napoleon on boat with flag

Escaping from Corsica

Gance saw film as an immersive medium of poetry and passion. To achieve his aims, cameras were thrown on to galloping horses, mounted on cables and sleds, and swung from pendulums.

Mounting cameras on horses for Napoleon's escape from Corsica

Mounting the camera on a horse to film Napoleon’s escape from Corsica

He used split screens, multi-layered dissolves and revolutionary editing techniques to challenge every convention of cinematic storytelling.

The ghosts of the Revolution

The ghosts of the Revolution


Young Napoleon in a precursor to his later battles: the pillow fight

In the finale, when the frame is no longer big enough to accommodate Gance’s vision, the film explodes on to three screens.

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Napoleon tryptich 4


He even shot test footage in colour and 3D. Rarely has the avant garde been given such heady rein in a mainstream narrative.

Napoleon embracing Josephine -- and the world

Napoleon embracing Josephine — and the world

Brownlow’s efforts to reconstitute the film turned into a full-blown restoration with the support of the British Film Institute in London. In 1980, British TV company Thames Television funded a theatrical presentation, commissioning an orchestral score from composer Carl Davis.

Carl Davis

Carl Davis

Davis turned to the classical music of the period – “If the whole film is a biography, a portrait of Napoleon, it could also be a study in the music of Napoleon’s time – Beethoven, Mozart, Haydn, Cherubini, Gluck,” he said – as well as popular songs. The result was a score that perfectly matched the film’s tone and energy; such was the combined impact that those early screenings passed into film-buff legend.

Young Napoleon (Vladimir Rudenko)

Young Napoleon (Vladimir Rudenko)

It was always hoped that this version of Napoleon would be shown in the US, but the rights there were controlled by director Francis Coppola, who favoured his own, shorter version, with a score by his father Carmine. It enjoyed great success, but was a pale shadow of the British production.

The execution of Danton

The execution of Danton

Over the years, Brownlow uncovered more footage and better versions of the material he already had. In 2000, the BFI and Photoplay Productions unveiled a dye-bath toned and tinted print, incorporating all the new material.

Fast-forward to 2010. In a twist right out of the movies, Brownlow found himself in Los Angeles receiving an honorary Oscar for his work as a film historian. Next to him sat another honoree – Francis Coppola. Whatever transpired in that meeting, the result was that all parties came together to enable the current Oakland screenings.

Coppola and Brownlow on Oscar night

Coppola and Brownlow on Oscar night

All concerned have done Napoleon more than proud, not least in their choice of venue: the Paramount Theatre’s art deco splendour is a worthy setting for the film’s epic scale.

Paramount theater lobby

Paramount Theatre, Oakland, CA.  By Euan Rannachan & Ron Essex.

As for the film itself, the many visual refinements of the current restoration bring an extra cohesion to its narrative flow. The exquisitely nuanced photography registers more clearly, along with the meticulous crafting of period detail, while the tinting, especially in inter-cut scenes of different coloration, adds another level of emotional density. One sinks more deeply into the film.

Death of Marat

Death of Marat

But maybe the greatest gift of this Napoleon is the opportunity for American audiences at last to hear music that is fully the equal of the powerful images it accompanies. Carl Davis conducts the Oakland East Bay Symphony in a spirited account of his stamina-challenging score, which, like Brownlow’s restoration, has grown over the years.

With the unveiling of the film’s final triptych, the Paramount’s 85-foot proscenium span ensured that even those who had seen the effect before gasped in astonishment.

Final tryptich (Photo: Pamela Gentile)

Final tryptich (Photo: Pamela Gentile)

It may have taken 85 years to get the film restored and back on the screen, but what’s a few decades when it comes to cinematic immortality?

Josephine, Saint-Juste, and Napoleon

Josephine (Gina Manes), Saint-Juste (Gance), and Napoleon (Dieudonne)

You can read more about Kevin Brownlow’s unique career as a filmmaker and historian in my interview with renowned director, Sir Alan Parker, here.

HAPPY 130th BIRTHDAY, FRANZ! ( Kafka meets Welles in “The Trial” )


Orson Welles: “What made it possible for me to make the picture is that I’ve had recurring nightmares of guilt all my life: I’m in prison and I don’t know why –- going to be tried and I don’t know why.

The Trial - eyes

“It’s very personal for me.  A very personal expression, and it’s not all true that I’m off in some foreign world that has no application to myself; it’s the most autobiographical movie that I’ve ever made, the only one that’s really close to me.

The Trial Welles directing Perkins

Directing Anthony Perkins

“And just because it doesn’t speak in a Middle Western accent doesn’t mean a damn thing. It’s much closer to my own feelings about everything than any other picture I’ve ever made.”

The Trial - Perkins and screen:

The Trial - title

NARRATOR (at opening of film):

Before the law, there stands a guard.

The Trial - Prison door

A man comes from the country, begging admittance to the law.

The Trial - door

But the guard cannot admit him.

The Trial - man blocking door

May he hope to enter at a later time? That is possible, said the guard. The man tries to peer through the entrance.

The Trial = people

He’d been taught that the law was to be accessible to every man.


“Do not attempt to enter without my permission”, says the guard. I am very powerful. Yet I am the least of all the guards. From hall to hall, door after door, each guard is more powerful than the last.”

The Trial Perkins in office

The Trial - the trial

By the guard’s permission, the man sits by the side of the door, and there he waits. For years, he waits.

The Trial - perkins

Everything he has, he gives away in the hope of bribing the guard, who never fails to say to him “I take what you give me only so that you will not feel that you left something undone.”

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The Trial - perkins and Schneider

The trial - walking outside

The Trial - Perkins in trial

Keeping his watch during the long years, the man has come to know even the fleas on the guard’s fur collar. Growing childish in old age, he begs the fleas to persuade the guard to change his mind and allow him to enter.

The Trial - Perkins in slits

His sight has dimmed, but in the darkness he perceives a radiance streaming immortally from the door of the law.

the trial-cathedral

And now, before he dies, all he’s experienced condenses into one question, a question he’s never asked. He beckons the guard. Says the guard, “You are insatiable! What is it now?” Says the man, “Every man strives to attain the law. How is it then that in all these years, no one else has ever come here, seeking admittance?”

The Trial perkins at prison door

His hearing has failed, so the guard yells into his ear. “Nobody else but you could ever have obtained admittance. No one else could enter this door!

The Trial - man blocking prison door

This door was intended only for you! And now, I’m going to close it.”

The Trial closed door

This tale is told during the story called “The Trial”. It’s been said that the logic of this story is the logic of a dream… a nightmare.

The Trial -- running in tunnel

Kafka by Warhol

“Franz Kafka” by Andy Warhol (1980)


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As the stunning Kubrick exhibition prepares to depart Los Angeles, here is a quick tour (with some additional photos).  Think of this as a prelude to a future perambulation through the Kubrickian maze….


“Essentially the film is a mythological statement.  Its meaning has to be found on a sort of visceral, psychological level, rather than in a specific, literal explanation.”  — Stanley Kubrick.

KUBRICK posters

Kubrick's cameras and lenses

The altering eye: Kubrick’s cameras and lenses

From Kubrick’s photos of New York life in the 1940s in Look magazine:

Cartoonist Peter Arno with model

Cartoonist Peter Arno with model

From Kubrick's photos of New York life in the 40s in Look magazine

KUBRICK man in subway

Deep space and wide angles — Kubrick signatures

"The Shining"

The Shining


The following shot — a Kubrick favorite

"Full Metal Jacket"

Full Metal Jacket

THE KILLING movie poster


Sterling Hayden and Coleen Gray

Kubrick's chess set and "Paths of Glory"

The art of strategy — the strategist in art. On set and onscreen Kubrick always had a chess game in progress (here in Paths of Glory)

On locations shooting "Paths of Glory"

On location shooting Paths of Glory

Storyboards for "Spartacus" by Saul Bass

The patterns of war: storyboards for Spartacus by the legendary Saul Bass

Costume for Crassus (Laurence Olivier)

Costume for Crassus (Laurence Olivier)

The Senate set

The Senate set

Matte painting for "Spartacus" by the legendary Peter Ellenshaw

Matte painting for Spartacus by the legendary Peter Ellenshaw

Finished scene

Finished scene

Shooting Spartacus

Shooting Spartacus

Contemplating Lolita....

Contemplating James Mason contemplating Lolita….

Contemplating Lolita

…. and Lolita contemplating us…..

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Kubrick and Sue Lyon (Lolita) photographing the iconic scene

Promotional shot of Sue Lyon by Bert Stern

Promotional shot of Sue Lyon by Bert Stern

(More photos from Bert Stern’s legendary shoot can be found here).

Model of the War Room set from "Dr. Strangelove"

Designing Armageddon: model of the War Room set from Dr. Strangelove

Copy of source material for "Dr. Strangelove", with Kubrick's notes for possible film titles

Copy of source material for Dr. Strangelove, with Kubrick’s notes for possible film titles

Kubrick drawing on Strangelove bombs

STRANGELOVE riding the bomb

Riding the Bomb

Apres doomsday survival pack

Who says doomsday is the end of the world?

Peter Sellers filming Kubrick playing chess with George C. Scott on set of "Dr. Strangelove"

Peter Sellers filming Kubrick playing chess with George C. Scott on set of Dr. Strangelove

Polish poster for "2001: A Space Odyseey"

Polish poster for 2001: A Space Odyssey

"2001" co-author Arthur C. Clarke with Kubrick on set

2001 co-author Arthur C. Clarke with Kubrick on set



Designing movement for the Dawn of Man

Designing movement for the Dawn of Man

Intuitive thinking... ("2001: A Space Odyssey")

Grasping new concepts (2001: A Space Odyssey)

The Future is Here

2001 in 1968

2001 space station interior

Model of the giant centrifuge set

Model of the giant centrifuge set


The real thing

Filming inside the centrifuge set

Filming inside the centrifuge set

Unattended Monolith

Caution: Unattended Monolith

Early thoughts were to "fly" the monolith with wires. This idea was later abandoned.

Early thoughts were to “fly” the monolith with wires. This idea was later abandoned.

Suspended model of the White Room ("2001")

The alien in the familiar: suspended model of the White Room where Man takes the next step in his evolution (2001: A Space Odyssey)

One possible future of Man —

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The future of Man?

or another —

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Even Mannequin Alex inspires unease

Even mannequin Alex inspires unease (A Clockwork Orange)

Design sketch for Alex's room

Design sketch for Alex’s room

CLOCKWORK alex's room

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Fallout from the film led to Kubrick withdrawing it from circulation in the UK for 27 years. I had to travel to Paris to see it for the first time, dubbed into French

CLOCKWORK design sketches

Set design sketches by John Barry

Milk anyone?

Got milk?

"Barry Lyndon"

In which our Hero lies amidst the illusions of his invulnerability (Barry Lyndon)

LYNDON photo:storyboard

Kubrick would use location photos to storyboard, as with this shot of a carriage

Capturing candlelight -- the camera for "Barry Lyndon", complete with high speed Zeiss lens

Customized camera and lens for capturing the impossible beauty of Barry Lyndon

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“My candle burns at both ends

It will not last the night;

But oh, my foes, and ah, my friends —

It gives a lovely light.”

Barry Lyndon 3

Early poster design by Saul Bass

Early poster design by Saul Bass

Kubrick and Jack Nicholson on set

Kubrick and Jack Nicholson on set

"All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy"

“All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy” (The Shining)

"Hello, Danny!"

“Helloooo, DANNY!”

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What critic Michael Ciment calls “the return of the repressed”, a strand of behaviour that weaves throughout Kubrick’s work, becoming a murderous psychosis signalled by a telltale look:


Private Pyle (Full Metal Jacket):

"The return of the repressed" (Pyle's breakdown in "Full Metal Jacket")

"Full Metal Jacket"

The duality of Man: Joker’s helmet from Full Metal Jacket

Enemy -- thy name is woman

Enemy — thy name is Woman!

"Aryan Papers" Installation (abandoned project)

Cataclysms echoing endlessly through time: Aryan Papers installation (abandoned film project)

Masques of the Red Death

In flagrante delecto — Masques of the Red Death….

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Masks of marriage…..


and celebrity….

The masks of marriage -- and celebrity

“Who’s been sleeping in my bed…..?”

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In the room the people come and go….

"We'll meet again"

“We’ll meet again…”

Talking of Michelangelo….

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“…. some sunny day”

-- and "Cut!"

“…. and — CUT!”

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Harryhausen animating

Strolling down Hollywood Boulevard a month ago, I found myself swerving to avoid a Spiderman who had temporarily lost control of his web.

Now a native Angeleno will immediately know whereof I speak.  I was on the block of Los Angeles that every tourist flocks to, as well as assorted street performers acting out their superhero and celebrity complexes.  This is where you’ll find Grauman’s Chinese Theater, home to the concrete signatures, handprints, footprints and even pawprints of Tinsel Town’s legends.

Grauman's Chinese Theatre (note Spiderman in foreground)

Grauman’s Chinese Theatre (note Spiderman in foreground)

Also along this street you will find the Hollywood Walk of Fame: these are the stars set into the sidewalk of Hollywood Boulevard that bear the names of those who have defined the movies, both in front of and behind the camera.  In swerving to avoid Spiderman (who was probably trying to catch the eye of Jimmy Kimmel’s talent spotter), I found myself careening towards a bouquet of flowers set upon an easel above one of these sidewalk memorials.  This is what they do here to mark the recent passage of a star from the Hollywood constellation to the Great Walk of Fame in the Sky.

Fortunately, my collision was narrowly averted by a friendly steadying hand from Spongebob (who looked in need of a good rinse).  Then I noticed the name of the legend whose floral epitaph I had almost demolished.

Ray Harryhausen.

Harryhausen unveiling star

How appropriate, I thought, as I imagined the headline from the flowers’ point of view: “LARGE CREATURE OF UNKNOWN ORIGIN WREAKS DEVASTATION FROM THE SKY!”.   This was exactly the kind of thing you might see in a Ray Harryhausen movie.

20 million miles Italian poster

Now if you don’t know who Ray Harryhausen is, then you are about to learn about one of the greatest sorcerers of the silver screen.  If you are already familiar with his work, and live in Los Angeles, then I suspect you will already be planning to make the pilgrimage to this weekend’s retrospective of his work at the American Cinematheque.

Fighting Khali

Fighting the Kali from “The Golden Voyage of Sinbad”

Ray Harryhausen was the master of a process practically as old as film itself: stop motion animation. The ironic thing about those early filmmakers was that after laboring so long and hard to create a technology that could accurately record and then re-project reality, they then almost immediately set their minds to creating fantasies using all manner of camera trickery.  Thomas Edison, one of the pioneers of movies, made some of the earliest examples of stop motion animation.

From the beginning, film led a double life.  By day, it was a mild-mannered reporter of the factual and everyday; by night, a Jungian fantasist with superhero powers of endless invention.

Stop motion, just one weapon in the technical arsenal of the film wizard, is the process by which an animator films a model one frame at a time, slightly moving the model with each new frame exposure.  Then, projected at 24 frames per second, the inanimate model miraculously comes to life.  The most famous early examples of this technique used in features were The Lost World (1925) and King Kong (1933).  Willis O’Brien, who created the animation for both films, was later Harryhausen’s mentor.


Harryhausen took this technique and expanded upon it, eventually creating his own process to combine models and live action, which he named “Dynamation”.

Dynamation process drawing

My mind is prone to find odd equivalencies, so I consider Harryhausen to be the Chuck Jones of stop motion model animation.  This is not because his films are funny (they aren’t – they are mostly about Armageddon monsters and mythological beasties – but they can give rise to unintentional giggles in rare moments of misjudged invention), but because he brought a level of genius to something that was completely artificial, often visibly so, and imbued it with incredible humanity, rendering it credible and, to the audience, utterly real.

The Ymir in "20 Million Miles to Earth"

With Jones it was line drawings which, in his greatest cartoons — like the Road Runner meditations on the futility of pursuit, literal or otherwise — were given broad stroke design and crude animation (at least compared to Disney’s fantasias), yet still seemed to capture the deep absurdities and pathos of the human condition.   With Harryhausen, when the black-and-white T.Rex from outer space (official name Ymir) in 20 Million Miles to Earth is gunned down by soldiers in the Colisseum, and becomes a ruin in the ruins, guess who we feel sorry for, and guess who seems more human than the humans?

20 Million Miles to Earth dead Ymir

We may be aware of the sometimes jerky movements of Harryhausen’s animated creatures (his preferred term for his creations), the subtle but clear differentiations between the models and the real actors and locations.  But at the same time we marvel at the apparent interaction between the models and the separately filmed elements.  We buy the fantasy, because we imbue the models with character and emotion.  How is that possible?  They are just models.

Why do our hearts break at the end of King Kong?  How is it that we, like Fay Wray, learn to weep for a rubber monkey?

King Kong wounded

Kong, after touching his bullet wounds, struggles to comprehend the blood on his fingers.

Firty years from now, which version of the Perseus legend are you going to take your kids to see?  The recent CGI, 3-D run-amok Clash of the Titans, or Ray Harryhausen’s whimsical 1981 version starring L.A.Law’s hunky Harry Hamlin and his dimple, with Larry Olivier hamming it up as Zeus on Mt. Olympus? (And keep an eye open, or maybe two, for James Bond’s Blonde Venus who arose from the waves: Ursula Andress as — yes, you guessed it — Venus/Aphrodite, minus the conch).

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No contest.

Miniatures from "Clash of the Titans"

Shooting the flood on miniature sets for “Clash of the Titans”

So what kind of cinematic alchemy is at work here, decades before CGI is able to render reality with more reality than reality?


Getting an eyeful of the Medusa in “Clash of the Titans”

Well, maybe that’s the point.  Sometimes reality on film is less real, aesthetically and emotionally, than the real thing.  Emotional truth is more important than strict pictorial accuracy.  Art has always been about the missing piece, the leap of imagination, the interpretative act that is required of the viewer or listener to fully engage with the construct (the art work).  In film, as Hitchcock so tellingly observed, it’s what you do not see that tickles the imagination, which in turn teases you into the spaces between the frames, between the visible.  This is where the soul of film resides, and where we make the connection with our dream life.

Sinbad Rogue of Mars sketch

In the pre-digital era the action of creating film was first a physical process, then a chemical one.  First the object or actor moves or is manipulated.  With Harryhausen his fingers shape and move the model frame by frame, touching it, pouring his energy through his fingers into the rubber or clay.  Light bounces off the reality being photographed, passing through lenses onto the recording medium itself, then is manipulated and developed through chemicals in a laboratory, and finally imprinted.  It is literally an alchemical process: disembodied light acting on one set of materials to turn them into another.  Moving clay or rubber models in front of lights is a physical, organic process: a performance, like that of an actor, except this one is recorded one frame at a time.

Ray Harryhausen In Action

On the other hand CGI, the digital equivalent of Harryhausen’s stop motion, takes place in an alternative reality generated within a computer.  It is a mathematical process, a sampling of reality dressed up to look like a recording of reality.  On some deep, intuitive level, that artificiality is communicated, and our brains, our souls do not completely buy it.  We’re used to imperfection in everything we look at and experience in the physical world.  Models exist in that world, and carry that DNA with them.


CGI can be further compromised by the desire of the modern filmmaker, paying no heed to Hitchcock, to fill in the blanks: now that he can show everything, he does show everything.  There’s no space into which the viewer’s consciousness can quietly slip and settle, then absorb, grow, and make connections.

Sinbad and Eye of Tiger landscape

Harryhausen himself put his finger on it: “There’s a strange quality in stop-motion photography, like in King Kong, that adds to the fantasy.  If you make things too real, sometimes you bring it down to the mundane.”

Polish poster for "The Golden Voyage of Sinbad"

Polish poster for “The Golden Voyage of Sinbad”

Understanding that music is another magical alchemy that enhances the emotional connection we make to moving images, Harryhausen also made the brilliant decision to hire one of the best composers around, Bernard Herrmann, for four of his films, including his two best: The 7th Voyage of Sinbad and Jason and the Argonauts.  It was Herrmann who added soul to Citizen Kane and Hitchcock’s masterpieces Vertigo and Psycho with his bold, imaginative scores.  Herrmann was a supreme colorist and a master of inventive orchestration.  Harryhausen’s mythic creatures inspired him to create dazzling combinations of unusual instruments to lend each animation its own personality, like the sword-wielding skeleton in 7th Voyage of Sinbad who attacks with xylophone, percussion and brass staccatos.


In the 1970s, Decca’s hi-fi specatacular label, Phase 4 Stereo, embarked on a series of recordings of suites from these scores with Herrmann himself conducting.  Their success helped nurture the growing interest in film music as a serious art form in its own right, and are now considered audio classics, with used LPs fetching high prices.

Mysterious Film World cover

Some years ago I took my then 8-year-old daughter to a screening of The 7th Voyage of Sinbad.  She was utterly transported by this Technicolor fantasy voyage come true.


But as far as I was concerned this was just the warm-up to the main event.  We walked across the street to meet the man himself, who was signing copies of his latest book.


This was a lavishly assembled collection of stills, drawings and storyboards from his movies, and framed copies of certain drawings hung on the walls of the bookstore.  They would not have been out of place in a LACMA exhibit.

Skeleton and sinbad

Hollywood art.  Yes, there is such a thing.

My daughter was excited beyond measure to meet the man whose movie had just brought to life the myths she had only read about in books, or been told by me.  Uncharacteristically tongue-tied, she came to the head of the line, clasping the book to be signed.

I told him we had just been to see The 7th Voyage of Sinbad.  My daughter was visibly trembling, completely in awe.  Harryhausen immediately put her at ease.

“So what did you like the best?” he asked gently.

A pause.

Then: “The skeleton.  He – “ note the use of the word ‘he’ rather than ‘it’.  Now she hesitated, wanting to be sure to use exactly the right words.  “He — was so real.”

“Well”, came Harryhausen’s reply.  “He was real.”

Precisely my point.

That book continues to stand in pride of place on my daughter’s bookshelves, next to the Harry Potter novels and other fantasy epics that have so thoroughly colonized the landscapes of her imagination.  Mythology and creatures from the beyond will always be with us, as will — thanks to film — the fantastical worlds of Ray Harryhausen.

And I’m willing to bet J.K. Rowling’s a fan too

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The Kraken and Andromeda in “Clash of the Titans”

Piero di Cosimo's version of the same scene, with Perseus rescuing Andromeda

Piero di Cosimo’s version of the same scene, with Perseus rescuing Andromeda (1513)

Ray Harryhausen autograph

The System IS the Enemy ( REVIEW of “The East” )

The East poster 2

There is a long and noble line of movies depicting an ever-inward, ever-outward spiraling corruption that threatens to engulf all who wander into its lethal coils.  Outstanding examples include the great Alan J. Pakula’s “The Parallax View” and “All the President’s Men”, Sidney Lumet’s “Prince of the City”, and Francesco Rosi’s “Illustrious Corpses”.

Japanese poster for "Illustrious Corpses"

Japanese poster for “Illustrious Corpses”

The jokey version of the genre includes the hilarious “The President’s Analyst”, in which the uber-villain turns out to be a sub-S.P.E.C.T.R.E version of Ma Bell (that’s AT&T to you).  Of course in 1967 the notion that a phone company had designs on world domination was inherently ridiculous.  Who knew?!


Into this tradition slips “The East”, and it reinvigorates the familiar tropes by plunging head-first into the polluted waters of today’s corporate industrial and capitalist complex – waters that are here polluted literally, figuratively and, above all, morally.  The East is a home-grown cell of eco terrorists, carrying out a series of high-concept “jams” against companies whose products and by-products are maiming and killing us.  Sarah (Brit Marling in a finely shaded and riveting performance) is sent undercover to bring them down — not by the FBI, but by a shadowy private intelligence firm every bit as ethically compromised as the companies it is protecting.  This is a nice twist – the film posits that the real power in the land lies not with the government,  but with the corporations it is supposed to regulate.  Regulate be damned!

Britt Marling The East 1

Of course, Sarah finds her own internal compass – emotional, spiritual, and ethical – seriously tested as she starts to see the virtue of The East’s case.  It also doesn’t hurt that the terrorist’s leader is a low-key, charismatic John the Baptist/Jesus-figure (complete with requisite hippie hairdo, facial hair and hair-shirts) played by the excellent Alexander Skarsgârd, with a fondness for pulling total-immersion baptisms on his eau naturel disciples.  No prizes for guessing who turns, and who turns out to be his Mary Magdalen, picking up where he leaves off.


It’s always a treat to see a movie without knowing anything about it beforehand, which was the case when I stumbled into an advanced screening of “The East”.  With no preconceived notions, a film really has to stand on its own two feet from frame one.  “The East” not only does this handsomely, but also rolls up its sleeves and digs deep into the moral morass of its subject-matter.


At the Q. and A. afterwards, the articulate film-makers talked about how they were inspired by their sense that the system is completely broken, and their experiences living on the road with those the system labels as drop-outs.  Their film deftly avoids Hollywood cliché as it forces the viewer to confront the possibility that these so-called anarchists, terrorists of the status quo, might have a point.  This tense examination of moral, and immoral, equivalency in modern America is at its most potent in the scene where the most passionate of the group, played by Ellen Page, confronts her estranged CEO father, forcing him to take a bathe in the polluted creek he has created to serve the Mammon god of profitable fossil-fuel independence at any price.

Britt Marling:Ellen Page

Co-writers Brit Marlin and director Zai Batmanglij (who also directs “The East” with the steady hand of a veteran) made a stir at Sundance with their debut feature, “Sound of My Voice”.  “The East” has the backing of Scott Free, the production company of Ridley and Tony Scott, which is quietly putting its money behind a slew of excellent TV and features with adult, often political, subject matter; as the film-makers said last night, the boomers are the original radicals (at least the ones who haven’t got us into the knotty mess that The East is trying to detonate rather than untangle).  A ripple of solidarity swept through the boomer-heavy audience.

Members of The East

But “The East” belongs primarily to the generation of 20 and 30-somethings who are going to have to find a way to change the system before it changes us, and our planet, irrevocably – and not for the better.  Its distributor, Fox Searchlight, cannily understands this, and is rolling the film out in a campaign of campus screenings before it hits theatres at the end of the month.  I hope “The East” finds the wide audience it deserves.  It is a far superior foray into these tricky thematic waters than Gus van Sant’s “Promised Land” earlier this year, which never could quite figure out which story it was telling. It’s a powerful and welcome reminder that bringing political engagement, idealism and intelligence to a film does not preclude the possibility of a taut, entertaining thriller, and good box office to boot.

Brit Marling The East 2

Here is the most recent trailer: