Close Up (Jul-Nov 1927)

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CLOSE UP drunk. For this scene one hundred and twenty Russian officers, including seven generals came in their ov/n uniforms, working for twelve marks a day. Pabst supplied vodka and women, waited, and then calmly photographed. Not one of these scenes is offensive in any way, and every one is strong and sonorous, so that the effect on the film itself is like some deep, vital root. But it is on account of this strength and the uncompromising treatment and the exquisite photography of those scenes that they will probably have to suffer. We meet Fritz Rasp first, in a room apart from the orgy, lolhng, in some way a complete, congenital scoundrel. The suggestion of unpleasantness, the repellant atmosphere, come across instantly ; and yet you feel at the same time, here is a man vvho is not giving way to this lower instincts, but being what he is because he is what he is. Throughout the film masterly acting and masterly directing carried on this impression ; that whatever crime and depravity he was capable of, he was being completely himself, with a kind of genius and sheer contempt for his fellow creatures. Next emerges Uno Henning, a young Swedish actor, another discovery of Pabst. This was his first picture in Germany, and as long as it is by no means his last we shall be satisfied. There was objection again to the fact that he was not ''well known". It did not seem to matter that here was not only an ideal type for the part, but a rare nordic quaUty of intellect and personal charm that you could no more discount than you could discount a Veidt or — in his own way — a Krauss, or the Garbo that was. Of course it is as well to 21