Close Up (Jan-Jun 1930)

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CLOSE UP pig* factory and this again is cross cut with a china pig, with emphatic head, revolving. After much opposition a tractor is ordered. The harvest is too plentiful to be gathered bv hand or b}^ primitive means. But the tractor does not come. Finally, ^larfa and some villagers travel to the city to obtain it. During their absence the rich peasants poison Fomka. Marfa arrives in the city to find the Russian offices in a state peculiar to bureaucracy, many clerks, much bustle but no organisation. She makes so much stir that with the help of the city workers who had spent their holidays in the village, she obtains the order for immediate deliverv of a tractor. The scenes in the office are conventionalised into almost static types. (Marfa's energy against this registers so acutely one becomes almost sorry for the officials I) She returns to the village waving two balloons. She meets a friend, but the friend drops the head. Not, not Fomka? Yes. Fomka is dead. The performance is repeated, but with head unbowed and balloons flying ^larfa walks on to her own vard. There she falls grieving, face downwards. But Fomka's calf trots up to lick her face. Fomka is dead, but the commune lives. The village band in a hay wagon assembles to greet the tractor. This, again, is one of the finest moments of the film. Amid speeches, cheers, and excitement the tractor plunges down the hill, sticks, refuses to move. There is gradual consternation, laughter, and the villagers drift aAvay. Only ^larfa remains faithful, and watches beside the mechanic who throws off his holiday apparel and finds oil in the wrong place in the machinery. He uses up his own 37