Avec Robert Bresson I conclude the cycle of three most unique filmmakers in the history of
cinema (at least by me). I’m not saying that there are not others that excite me
as much as they make me shiver...
Robert Bresson |
But these three guys Tarkovsky, Bergman, Bresson are
from those kind of artists that exceed their professional profile. Their movies
are not just movies, but a kind of philosophy of life. Each one of them in his
own way has found that golden mean where the depth of thought meets with
simplicity of life.
They don’t have gusty subjects that keep a firm grip over
you. Same as Van Gogh in painting, these guys find art where no one else think
that there may be art. The three were poets of the image.
While listening to any interview of each one of
them, I feel my heart beating faster
than usual. Do you know why? Because it seems like I know them from a long
time. I feel closer to them than to the people who are daily confronted with me.
They are my spiritual food. My inspiration.
Yesterday I saw Au hasard Balthazar for the first
time. It’s been a long time that I ‘m in
love with Bresson, but I prejudiced this
film because of the donkey as the key point of the film.
Anyway ... I believe that it is excessive for me to
say that i can’t forgive myself for prejudicing a masterpiece because of a
donkey.
I will redeem my mistake here, in this blog. I will introduce
you Au hasard Balthazar as the boldest film of Bresson.
Black and white. Short scenes.
Name is taken from the Bible. Balthazar is one of
the three kings who made a long way to see baby Jesus.
Marie (even this name is not random, keeping in mind
the fact that Bresson was a Christian who practiced his faith), the girl who
baptized the donkey.
The fates of these two characters are very similar.
Even the other characters carry out a major drama on
their shoulders. When I say major I mean those things that we see and experience
every day, but there must be any Bresson to put these stuff in front of our
eyes and force us to see what we avoid randomly.
Marie's father, who is willing to lose all because
of his excessive pride (bah, so similar to me)
Marie's mother, a wise and noble woman, but so timid.
(In fact, here are all so timid.)
Jacques, the early love of Marie. They know each
other from a long time, since Balthazar was a baby. There is an extreme
similarity to Jacques with Ganja from "The Idiot" of Dostoevsky.
Later I learned that Bresson is based on "The Idiot" to realize this
movie.
Jacques is the average man. No vices. No dreams. No
big disappointment. No major victory. It seems that he lives in normality,
differently from all the others, but he is so shallow. Living without passion. He
has no courage to make Marie love him.
His childhood friend is not that innocent anymore. She
tells him all of her sins. Jacques accepts her again, not initiated by the
nobility of a man in love, but because so is Jacques. Like a tree, with no
blood.
He doesn’t even believe that Marie can fall in love
with him . "What to do Marie with him? So beautiful, so sweet, so sinful.
" At least he is aware of this. Same as Dostoevsky's Ganja, he is clear
about his linear fate, without ups and downs.
Gerard, a bad guy. Marie likes him until obsession.
Not a few times he treats her as a rag. That's enough for describing this guy.
An untrained eye bewails Marie. "Poor girl!"... Mais no, mes tres chers! Marie can leave Gerard
whenever she wants.
Gerard surmises that he has power over Marie. But I really
do understand the sweet masochism of Marie ;) Gerard has power over Marie
because she wants him to have power over her.
Even later, when Marie goes to the house of the merchant
(a cynical man who evaluates people by what they have rather than what they are)
and sells her body to him, it may seems like the merchant is using the
vulnerable girl. Mais no!!! Marie is mocking them all.
She experiments with all human relationships that she
creates. And what she finds in there is way more evil than her little sins.
The final scene with Marie in the film, where the
girl is naked and abused in a ruin, according to me is the final mockery of Marie
to all, before she finally runs away from there. Bresson did not show us how
Marie ended up like that.
And if you ask me, Marie has invented all of this
scene. God, how I love this girl!!!
Arnold, the village drunkard. He may have killed a
man. Everyone mocks him, especially Gerard and his thugs. Suddenly Arnold inherits
a fortune from his uncle who recently died.
No one mocks him anymore. But Arnold doesn’t taste for
too long the new feeling of being respected. He dies within two weeks.
Arnold is like two different people in the same
body. Sober Arnold and drunk Arnold. To create the character of Arnold, Bresson
is influenced too much from Catholicism preaching on alcohol. For me this point
of view seems a bit excessive.
The one that connects all the characters with each
other is Balthazar. The animal changes several owners. Nobody treats him well,
except Marie. But all of them need Balthazar to achieve their aims.
Even though the film is mainly dedicated to
Balthazar, the animal almost never become a protagonist during the film, except
the last scene...that is all his.
Bresson did not choose accidentally a donkey. One of
the most obedient animals and one of the most biased as brainless.
There is a scene where Balthazar goes to the circus.
There are many exotic animals. Donkey looks very different from the others.
There we find out that our donkey may even count.
So I conclude that Marie or Balthazar are not as
disabled as not to change their miserable
life, but being victim (at least to the others eyes) in some way is their
choice.
However Bresson, tantamount to Bergman and Tarkovsky,
let many gaps between the scenes. So everyone can create his/her own idea about
what is happening.
The final scene is donkey’s death (by a stray
bullet) surrounded by a flock of sheep.
A moment of peace. Balthazar as the Good Shepherd.
I’m closing in here. Think whatever you like about
this scene. A wounded donkey dying, surrounded by sheep (super symbolic) ... by
Led Kasapi
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