Close Up (Jul-Dec 1929)

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CLOSE L P the lower middle class family life which supports, and in consequence, fills such places; and this would be quite enough if it were a theme, but it is only an incident — one of Pabst's few chances to state something, and state it he does. The rest is the decay of a young woman who does not, in fact decay, but remains as charming in the end as she was in her confirmation dress. In any event, the life of a Fallen One, as such, is surely of interest only to very young people who are not sure of exactly what it implies. The reader will gather that it was a very uneven film. It was. Louise Brooks looked beautiful enough, but she had nothing to do. She did cry once, some rather collegiate, sophomore tears, but they were not the kind of tears the^' v;ere meant to be. Laurels go to A^aleska Gert. To Fritz Rasp and to Sybille Schmitz, who had a small part in the beginning and was quite wonderful in it. I would, mvself, have given her the leading role. She would have been much better. This is the material Pabst is given. And he is one of the few masters of the screen. Of course, if he were given material worthy of his talents, it would inevitably be censored. This gives me an idea for a film plot. Let us take a story, some rather sexv stor}', and let us have two directors each deciding how to make the film. Let one construct with an eye to the censor, and the other with honest, explicit truthfulness. Show the results in parallel, scene by scene, and watch Avhich the censor rejects. There's a capital scenario. But of course, it would be censored. Kexxeth Macphersox.