Close Up (Jul-Dec 1928)

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CLOSE UP starts warily at the picture, the actual portrait of the mediae val girl warrior ? The Jeanne d'Arc of Carl Dreyer is so perfect that we feel somehow cheated. This must be right. This must be right. . .therefore by some odd equivocal twist of subconscious logic, / must be wTong. I am put in the wrong, therefore I clench my fists. Heaven is within yoj. . .therefore I stand staring guiltily at bronze figures cut upon a church door, at f reizes upon the under-gables of a cathedral that I must &tare up at, see in sHces as that incomparable Danish artist made me see Jeanne in his perhaps over-done series of odd sliced portraits (making particularly striking his studies of the judges and the accusers of Jeanne, as if seen by Jeanne her self from below) ower whelming bulk of ecclesiastical political accusation. I know in my mind that this is a great tour de force, perhaps one of the greatest. But I am left v/ar^/, a little defiant. iVgain why and why and wh}' and just, just why ? Why am I defiant before one of the most exquisite and consistent works of screen art and perfected craft that it has been our immeasurable privilege to witness ? One, I am defiant for this reason (and I have worked it out carefully and with agony I and you and the baker's boy beside me and Mrs. Captain Jones-Smith/s second maid and our own old Nanna and somebody else's gardener and the hone\"moon boy and girl and the old sporting colonel and the tennis teacher and the crocodile of young ladies from the second pension to the left as you turn to the right by the market road that branches off before the stall where the old lady sells gentians and single pinks and Alpenrosen each in their season (just i8