Showing posts with label London Film Festival 2018. Show all posts
Showing posts with label London Film Festival 2018. Show all posts

Monday, 22 October 2018

Revolution in the head… Fragment of an Empire (1929), Stephen Horne and Frank Bockius, BFI London Film Festival 2018


This highly-skilled late Soviet silent, has been described as one of the most important restorations of recent years and has already been screened in San Francisco, Bonn and Munich before tonight’s UK premier. Stephen Horne and Frank Bockius have played for a number of those screenings and their familiarity with this singular film was in evidence throughout.

Directed by Fridrikh Ermler, one of the lesser-known lights of this period in Russia, this film might well help elevate his reputation as it combines a lightness of touch with a strong narrative idea and unexpected moments of humour and horror to remind all of the seriousness of the soviet enterprise in the middle of the first Five Year Plan.

The film was restored by the San Francisco Silent Film Festival and Eye, from elements held by Eye in Holland together with Russian and Swiss prints all of which combined to give the complete film with an extant original score confirming the length. Bryony Dixon introduced with her opposite number at Eye, Elif Rongen-Kaynakçi, detailing the restoration and the fact that the film is more accurately translated as Remnant of Empire which, viewing the film’s conclusion, makes all the more sense of the denouement… but I’ll say no more other than that to say that the film is very much on message and imperial ideas can only get in the way of progress.

Fyodor Nikitin and Yakov Gudkin
The main protagonist, Filimonov (Fyodor Nikitin) is, of course, a remnant of the old era having lost his memory prior to the successful completion of the Revolution and remembering only the agonies of the war that proceeded it. The film opens in a snowy night-time with rows and rows of soldiers’ bodies and the observation of one character that there are “so many boots...” Amongst the useless bodies and recyclable footwear there is a wounded soldier who is hefted into a barn by a kindly comrade - Filimonov. The soldier is thirsty and in desperation he suckles a dog, pushing her pups out of the way… he’s discovered by the enemy and an officer who shoots the dog dead: if that’s how they treat animals, imagine how they treat humans?

Throughout Ermler uses darkness and light in startling ways and the restoration naturally shows this so clearly: a beam of light shoots out across a darkened field and moves slowly revealing a lone soldier who gradually lifts himself and moves out of danger. It is all about the individual in a world of mass slaughter and mass movements; there’s a place we must find to survive both.

Fyodor Nikitin
Over a decade later Filimonov has amnesia and has no idea, as he works in a remote railway station. A train pulls in and he recognises a well-dressed woman (Lyudmila Semyonova) who throws out a used cigarette pack… it is familiar. He begins to have dreams and fragmentary recollections of this woman and makes his way back to St Petersburg in search of his past. Of course, the old city is no more and is now Leningrad and as he walks among statues of Vladimir Ilyich Ulyanov Lenin, he realises that the country he knew has changed beyond recognition with high-rise modern buildings replacing the old streets and a more modern economy in place.

It’s not all to his liking though and you could be forgiven for thinking that Ermler was sneaking in a critique of the regime but no, like all good propagandists, he doesn’t insult his audience’s intelligence and shows the bad as well as the good: the new world is not perfect and there is, as one character says, much work to be done.

Such daring use of light
Filimonov gradually starts to remember things and this examination of an individual’s sense of self is as important as the fact of his coming to terms with the communist agenda. In this way the ten years of amnesia is a device to show how far the Soviet Union has come and how Filimonov accepts and embraces this in a very personal way. If you’re a soviet worker then you will take great heart from the outcomes…

He starts to find purpose as he gets a job in a factory and, another co-incidence, meets up with the soldier he saved at the start of the film (Yakov Gudkin): one good turn deserves another and he is embraced by new eager friends and colleagues.

Finally remembering more he seeks out his wife, and whilst he still loves her, she is married to another man (Valeri Solovtsov) – a bespectacled “manager”. Their relationship is in the balance and there’s a clear suggestion that the new purpose of Soviet society might compensate for need for such a traditional concept as a marriage… time to look forward and not back!

"Where is Petersburg?"
Filimonov made many more films within soviet society and was active until the sixties. This film is a very elegant one and manages to intertwine the revolution of the heart and mind with the external attributes of change which are often the things we react against. Don’t think of the Soviet Union as evil or an experiment doomed to fail - Stalin was already making the Boslehvik agenda all his own – think of the hope ordinary people had. OK, you could say the same about Germany, but this was a political philosophy not based in of itself on hate and films like this show more the feeling of Russia’s applied Marxism – it does more to answer the question of why? Historians want context and to examine primary sources to understand situations and Fragment of an Empire is one of the most important pieces of evidence I’ve seen from Soviet cinema.

Comrades Horne and Bockius worked like Alexsei Stakhanov in digging deep into the narrative and crafting a multi-faceted contribution of their own. They are two generous players who understand each other’s sensibilities as well as their role in supporting this striking story: a creative collective in sync and in sympathy.  

Personally, I’m waiting for a British film in which an everyman (played by me) has amnesia for a decade (or maybe longer) and wakes up to find everything sorted out… actually make that 50 years and get the cryogenic chamber ready…

The personal and the political: Fyodor Nikitin and Lyudmila Semyonova
New purpose!

Friday, 19 October 2018

The shock of the old… The Great Victorian Moving Picture Show, with Bryony Dixon, John Sweeney and his Biograph Band, London Film Festival 2018



This was the most unusual Archive Gala I’ve seen at the London Film Festival and one of the most thrilling: silent films at the BFI IMAX and all from 1896-1901 …but they’re not even in colour or in 3D?! These restorations of 60-68mm original film and in some cases negatives, didn’t need any further enhancements and, accompanied by John Sweeney’s gorgeous and evocative score, we were pulled into the world of our great grandparents by the sheer scale of the Victorian every day.

The British science fiction writer Bob Shaw had a concept called “slow glass” through which light passes incredibly slowly so that the person on the other side could view events in “real time” years later. So it felt with this collection of 51 films from which light was released of Victorian vitality that was both moving and powerfully familiar.

A ‘phantom ride’ through a Southampton street atop a tram in 1900 felt like we were inside the screen whilst a colourised trip through Conwy, a town I know very well, made me feel like dropping off and into the Liverpool Arms overlooking the estuary and Deganwy – you know the one, on the walls, near the smallest house in Wales. 

Conwy from the L & NW Railway (1898)
Away from the domestic there were also images of Victorian military might with stunning sequences from the Boer War including ambulances crossing the Tugela River at the Battle of the Spion Kop in an immaculately framed sequence with unbelievable depth of field.In the age of the battleship we also saw warships in rough seas and the German Küstenpanzerschiffe, SMS Odin firing her fearsome 9.4 inch guns. 

The 68mm film gives four times the image detail as 35mm and would have been shown on a similar scale in some of the London theatres of the time including the Alhambra (now Leicester Square Odeon) and the Palace Theatre of Varieties on Cambridge Circus (now known as the Palace Theatre). The technology was brought back to Britain by William Kennedy-Laurie Dickson, who had worked with Thomas Edison in the USA and whose British Mutoscope and Biograph Company ran at the Palace. In her notes, Bryony explains that Dickson’s films would form a twenty-minute segment of an evening of music hall, with the theatre’s orchestra playing along just as the Sweeney Bioscope Band were tonight.

The crossing at the Tugela River 
But, before we got to the films, the BFI’s silent film curator Bryony Dixon, who programmed the evening and provided delighted commentary throughout, explained the visual history of the Victorian era, a time when few saw much beyond a street level view of their surroundings. Painted panoramas began to be made and exhibited at multi-storey such as Robert Barker’s Rotunda in Leicester Square, which still survives as the Roman Catholic Church of Notre Dame de France. Here people could pay for a broader perspective, a pigeon’s eye view of the capital and much more: travel broadened the mind and so did a bigger view.

As the huge IMAX screen loomed over the audience you could well imagine the impact Dickson’s projections would have had on the audiences of the 1890s: this was a whole new way of seeing the world and not just the streets and buildings of your home town, celebrities too including the old Queen even if her parasol kept her in shadow, it was still a thrill to see Victoria amidst the crowds.

It was hard not to feel connected to the watchers of 120 years past who would marvel in a not dissimilar way at the views on screen; shadow-plays large and small from the intimacy of a royal picnic in the gardens of Clarence House (1897) to the thrilling launch of the Oceana at Harland and Wolff shipyards in 1899. The ship is huge and the crowd fold away as they realise that the backwash will soak them on the shore. Dickson was an engineer and he would have appreciated this massive technical accomplishment more than most. There were also shots of iron foundry workers pouring molten metal into moulds: the work is unremittingly hazardous and they wear platform shoes to protect their feet, one slip and they would be maimed for life.

Britain's best bicycle!
On a lighter note, there were examples of the theatre with Herbert Beerbohm Tree dying an impressive death as King John in 1899 - a promo for his tour of the full play, the Victorians were media savvy and believed in the power of marketing! There was also comedy, Herbert Campbell being quite revolting as Little Bobby and impressive chair-juggling from the Agoust Family circus performers. All precious glimpses of the performance past: Britain's always has talent.

The Dickson films along with some from Prestwich and Gaumont were all restored by BFI National Archive in collaboration with EYE Filmmuseum and Haghefilm. The technology to enable projection at maximum size is only fairly recent and a huge amount of manual work was performed on the ancient film before scanning at 8k could begin. The results are genuinely beautiful and gave you the kind of buzz you get visiting a foreign country for the first time… something familiar and a lot that is unexpected!

As Bryony says: “…all of those things that tell you something is old have been stripped away…” and, indeed, the films are made with a Victorian sensibility that is perhaps the most striking aspect of all once you begin to experience them after the shock of the new-old.

Afternoon tea in the garden at Clarence House (1897)
John Sweeney’s score was comprised of dozens of themes, all conducted by the maestro himself with alacrity from his band: Michael Whight (clarinet), Oscar Whight (cornet), James Dickenson (violin), Nick Stringfellow (cello) and Frank Bockius (hitting everything in sight with precision). I’ve heard John’s expert piano improvisations many times and it was a treat to hear his composition across these players; as soulful and comprehending as you’d expect. They provided a musical conduit to the spirit of these Victorian visuals and there was not a note out of place as they combined concisely whether for sixteen seconds or sixty. Bryony called them a palm court band and sure enough there was a palm tree on the band stand – it was just like Tiffin at The Langham with added visuals.

There’s a lot more to come with the BFI’s Head of curation, Robin Baker, explaining that the films are just the first look at some 700 Victorian films newly digitised by the BFI National Archive that will be available online in 2019 to mark the 200th anniversary of Queen Victoria’s birth.

It would be nice to view some more on the IMAX; having been back to the future I’d like to return.

Four times the image size of 35mm... palm tree on the right!

Thursday, 13 September 2018

Meet the ancestors... Book now for the BFI London Film Festival.


Booking is now open for the 2018 London Film Festival and it's a special year for silent film.

The Archive Gala will be a spectacular glimpse of our Great-Grandparents' lives in the IMAX screening of The Great Victorian Picture Show, a compilation of films from 1897 to 1901 all taken from 68mm film (four times the size of ordinary 35mm) which has captured so much detail from the samples I have seen.

We're promised "...gorgeous panoramic vistas to dizzying 'phantom rides', from music hall turns to the pomp of royal pageantry, from the bustle of the Victorian street to genuine dispatches from the Boer War" drawn from over 700 newly-digitised films that will be launched online to celebrate the 200th anniversary of Queen Victoria's birth next year.

Meet the ancestors
For those who don't know, the BFI IMAX is the largest cinema screen in Britain, measuring 26m by 20m with a total screen size of 520m²... you will never be this close to stepping into your forefathers' shoes and watch out for those trams, they come at you pretty fast!

BFI silent film curator Bryony Dixon has programmed the screening and will be act as our guide on the night through this extreme close-up on history. I am also very excited to hear the score from the Kennington Bioscope's own John Sweeney and his Biograph Band.

Be there on 20th and be Victorian! Mine's a flat cap and a pint of Mild please!

Fragment of An Empire (1929)
Another film I'm particularly looking forward to for musical as well as cinematic reasons is Fridrikh Ermler's Fragment of An Empire (1929) which will feature accompaniment from multi-instrumentalist Stephen Horne along with Frank Bockius for whom the term percussionist seems so inadequate. The film concerns a soldier returning to Russia after losing his memory for ten years... the country he finds is vastly different than the one he remembered or anticipated.

This film has been described as the most important film in Soviet cinema and you can understand how its critique of the post-revolutionary world might justify that. We'll find out on Friday 19th.

Lovely couple, aren't they?
Two films I have seen I can heartily recommend: the stunning new restoration of Frank Borzage's 7th Heaven (1927) which I saw in July at Il Cinema Ritrovato Festival in Bologna. It's a beautiful film with two stunning leads in Charles Farrell and Janet Gaynor - one of the greatest love stories in silent film (yes, I do have a poster of Janet on my wall...). It's a film in love with the idea of love, its power and endurance in spite of everything. You will be moved!

Marion Davies and Conrad Nagel don't quite hit the same heights but Lights of Old Broadway (1925) is a cracking film based around the shift from gas to electric lighting in New York. Marion plays twins separated at birth - one growing up posh and the other Irish (or Oirish given the tone of the intertitles!). There's plenty of action and it also features gorgeous sequences in colour using tinting, Technicolor, and the Handschiegl colour process.

Lights of Old Broadway (1925) Technicolor fragment from Library of Congress Photograph of the nitrate print by Barbara Flueckiger
One of the most important films of the entire festival is Be Natural: the Untold Story of Alice Guy-Blaché, not only the first woman director but one of the major figures in all early film.

Alice Guy-Blaché is missing from most film histories and, in her first film, Pamela B Green aims to correct this injustice by highlighting her importance as a cinematic pioneer. Guy-Blaché directed her first film in 1896 and she became head of production Gaumont studios in Paris, before opening her own studio and moving to the US. Guy-Blaché was astonishingly prolific working as a director, producer or writer on more than 1000 films - she helped develop the technique at the birth of cinema and her influence is still being felt. Jodie Foster narrates as if this wasn't already unmissable.

Alice Guy-Blaché directs Bessie Love and a horse

There's plenty more to be found in the Treasures strand including my Dad's favourite acting genius, Charles Laughton in The Private Life of Henry VIII (1933) and a fascinating French film about the early years of cinema, Silence is Golden (1943) starring Maurice Chevalier and directed by René Clair.

Elsa Lanchester - wife no. 4 and Charles Laughton - Henry no. 8
The most controversial classic film will no doubt be Peter Jackson's colourised compilation of Great War footage, They Shall Not Grow Old, which is also showing in 3D. The purists may baulk at the treatment of the source material but this sounds like an interesting way of bringing a new audience to the period both historically as well as cinematographically.

As an act of rememberance it's undeniably powerful and I always get lost in the faces of the men, fighting for an unknown future. Silent film is about reconnection and the London Film Festival is bringing us all a little closer this year.

They Shall Not Grow Old

The BFI London Film Festival takes place from 10-21 October 2018 and you can order your tickets NOW from the BFI website.