You cannot know the history of silent film unless you know the
face of Renee Maria Falconetti. In a medium without words, where the filmmakers
believed that the camera captured the essence of characters through their faces,
to see Falconetti in Dreyer's "The Passion of Joan of Arc” (1928) is to
look into eyes that will never leave you.
(as she is always called) made only this single movie. "It may be the
finest performance ever recorded on film,” wrote Pauline Kael. She was an
actress in Paris when she was seen on the stage of a little boulevard theater
by Carl Theodor Dreyer (1889-1968), the Dane who was one of the greatest early
directors. It was a light comedy, he recalled, but there was something in her
face that struck him: "There was a soul behind that facade.” He did screen
tests without makeup, and found what he sought, a woman who embodied
simplicity, character and suffering.
had been given a large budget and a screenplay by his French producers, but he
threw out the screenplay and turned instead to the transcripts of Joan's trial.
They told the story that has become a legend: of how a simple country maid from
Orleans, dressed as a boy, led the French troops in their defeat of the British
occupation forces. How she was captured by French loyal to the British and
brought before a church court, where her belief that she had been inspired by
heavenly visions led to charges of heresy. There were 29 cross-examinations,
combined with torture, before Joan was burned at the stake in 1431. Dreyer
combined them into one inquisition, in which the judges, their faces twisted
with their fear of her courage, loomed over her with shouts and accusations.
you go to the Danish Film Museum in Copenhagen you can see Dreyer's model for
the extraordinary set he built for the film. He wanted it all in one piece
(with movable walls for the cameras), and he began with towers at four corners,
linked with concrete walls so thick they could support the actors and equipment.
Inside the enclosure were chapels, houses and the ecclesiastical court, built
according to a weird geometry that put windows and doors out of plumb with one
another and created discordant visual harmonies (the film was made at the
height of German Expressionism and the French avant-garde movement in art).
is helpful to see the model in Copenhagen, because you will never see the whole
set in the movie. There is not one single establishing shot in all of "The
Passion of Joan of Arc,” which is filmed entirely in closeups and medium shots,
creating fearful intimacy between Joan and her tormentors. Nor are there easily
read visual links between shots. In his brilliant shot-by-shot analysis of the
film, David Bordwell of the University of Wisconsin concludes: "Of the
film's over 1,500 cuts, fewer than 30 carry a figure or object over from one
shot to another; and fewer than 15 constitute genuine matches on action.”
does this mean to the viewer? There is a language of shooting and editing that
we subconsciously expect at the movies. We assume that if two people are
talking, the cuts will make it seem that they are looking at one another. We
assume that if a judge is questioning a defendant, the camera placement and
editing will make it clear where they stand in relation to one another. If we
see three people in a room, we expect to be able to say how they are arranged
and which is closest to the camera. Almost all such visual cues are missing
from "The Passion of Joan of Arc.”
Dreyer cuts the film into a series of startling images. The prison guards and
the ecclesiastics on the court are seen in high contrast, often from a low
angle, and although there are often sharp architectural angles behind them, we
are not sure exactly what the scale is (are the windows and walls near or
far?). Bordwell's book reproduces a shot of three priests, presumably lined up
from front to back, but shot in such a way that their heads seem stacked on top
of one another. All of the faces of the inquisitors are shot in bright light,
without makeup, so that the crevices and flaws of the skin seem to reflect a
diseased inner life.
by contrast, is shot in softer grays, rather than blacks and whites. Also
without makeup, she seems solemn and consumed by inner conviction. Consider an
exchange where a judge asks her whether St. Michael actually spoke to her. Her
impassive face seems to suggest that whatever happened between Michael and
herself was so far beyond the scope of the question that no answer is conceivable.
did Dreyer fragment his space, disorient the visual sense and shoot in closeup?
I think he wanted to avoid the picturesque temptations of a historical drama.
There is no scenery here, aside from walls and arches. Nothing was put in to
look pretty. You do not leave discussing the costumes (although they are all
authentic). The emphasis on the faces insists that these very people did what
they did. Dreyer strips the church court of its ritual and righteousness and
betrays its members as fleshy hypocrites in the pay of the British; their
narrow eyes and mean mouths assault Joan's sanctity.
Falconetti, the performance was an ordeal. Legends from the set tell of Dreyer
forcing her to kneel painfully on stone and then wipe all expression from her
face--so that the viewer would read suppressed or inner pain. He filmed the
same shots again and again, hoping that in the editing room he could find
exactly the right nuance in her facial expression. There is an echo in the
famous methods of the French director Robert Bresson, who in his own 1962
"The Trial of Joan of Arc” put actors through the same shots again and
again, until all apparent emotion was stripped from their performances. In his
book on Dreyer, Tom Milne quotes the director: "When a child suddenly sees
an onrushing train in front of him, the expression on his face is spontaneous.
By this I don't mean the feeling in it (which in this case is sudden fear), but
the fact that the face is completely uninhibited.” That is the impression he
wanted from Falconetti.
he got it is generally agreed. Perhaps it helps that Falconetti never made
another movie (she died in Buenos Aires, Argentina, in 1946). We do not have
her face in other roles to compare with her face here, and the movie seems to
exist outside time (the French director Jean Cocteau famously said it played
like "an historical document from an era in which the cinema didn't exist”).
modern audiences, raised on films where emotion is conveyed by dialogue and
action more than by faces, a film like "The Passion of Joan of Arc” is an
unsettling experience--so intimate we fear we will discover more secrets than
we desire. Our sympathy is engaged so powerfully with Joan that Dreyer's visual
methods--his angles, his cutting, his closeups--don't play like stylistic
choices, but like the fragments of Joan's experience. Exhausted, starving,
cold, in constant fear, only 19 when she died, she lives in a nightmare where
the faces of her tormentors rise up like spectral demons.
the secret of Dreyer's success is that he asked himself, "What is this
story really about?” And after he answered that question he made a movie about
absolutely nothing else.
An excellent essay by Matthew Dessem on "The Passion of
Joan of Arc" here:
http://criterioncollection.blogspot.com/2006/11/62-passion-of-joan-of-arc.html This is part of his undertaking to watch and write about every film in the