Close Up (Jul-Nov 1927)

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CLOSE UP is war as Die Liebe Der Jeanne Ney records the awkwardness and cruelty of changing, not yet adapted civihzations. Not banners and glory and spiritual rebirth as old ladies and newspapers and the leaders of nations preached in 1914. But death and the loosening of barriers and the shattering of decent impulse. First one gate goes, then another, with intellect and beauty, as always, the first sacrifice. The old scholar, the children, the young beautiful girl. Or the two lovers in Jeanne Ney, The right to think, to individual judgment, even the right to sympathy. No book has put down the reaction of defeat on conquerors and defeated alike as Joyless Street has done. For this reason no doubt it was censored or forbidden or mercilessly cut in every country where it was shown or attempted to be shown. And no book (except H. D. in her short story Murex) has so caught the sense of beauty broken by war. It is the thought and the feeling that line gesture that interest Mr Pabst. And he has what few have, a consciousness of Europe. He sees psychologically and because of this, because in a flash he knows the sub-conscious impulse or hunger that prompted an apparently trivial action, his intense realism becomes through its truth, poetry. He himself said once in conversation. "What need is there for romantic treatment ? Real life is too romantic and too ghostly." And his drab rooms and their inhabitants, so cruel or bUndly brave, so infinitely of life with all the problems of modern Europe surging about their hands or faces, become not only this actual world but abstractions of reality, like the myths men 60