Close Up (Jul-Nov 1927)

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I CLOSE UP comes symbolism almost. You feel de Mille is saying you crucify the thing you need most. And here, at last, is appreciation of the nuances of courage and suffering. The situation in itself, of course, is graphic, as a situation, and applies now as then. But de Mille certainly rammed his points home. The innovator is always to be feared and hated, whereas the murderer we can more or less cope with. The Crucifixion was a little artificial, but again sincere, and the three figures on the hill with the crowd below (said to have been composed from Renaissance paintings) formed a dramatic and forceful composition. The effect of the figure nailed to the cross was so well done that the illusion was rather shattered by the realisation that here was an actor who must be supremely uncomfortable. The earthquake was what csome will call "cardboardy". But the effect of precipices grinding on each other seemed to me good. The resurrection was simply sketched in, but it served the same purpose as the epilogue to St. Joan, to show that Christ only began really with his death. Really it is a bad film, and an undistinguished film, but it is a sincere film, and a film with moments of beauty photographically and dramatically and spiritually. It did not seem to me very perturbing that no actor can convincingly appear like the Christ, or impersonate the Christ. Neither did it seem to me — as some have said — blasphemous. In parts it was absurd, and the beginning was undignified. The crowd scenes were not good except occasionally. There was a dreadful Uttle boy — Mark. The raising of Lazarus was a little dour, and seemed the cheapest hocus pocus. As 68