See also: Beautiful Mystery |
Querelle
Directed by Rainer Werner Maria Fassbinder by Deeky Wentworth
Rainer Werner Fassbinder's final film is philosophical,
poetic, otherworldly, adapted from Jean Genet's novel that is as much about a
beautiful young sailor on shore leave as it is a meditation of homosexuality and
violence. Querelle (Brad Davis) arrives on the shores of Brest, France,
looking to sell a cache of heroin, and maybe hoping to find himself along the
way. Too bad who Querelle turns out to be is a despicable little cur. First
chance he gets, he slits his partner's throat, and by the end of the film he's
framed the man he loves for the crime. And while Querelle is the films apparent hero, there is
nothing at all likable about him. He's a murderer, he betrays all around him,
he's manipulative, narcissistic, a liar, and yet he's clever enough, charming
enough, and just good looking enough to get away with it all. What makes this such a compelling film is the way Fassbinder
presents the story. It's staged on sets that look like they've come straight
from Disneyland: this is a fantasy world, not reality. The dialogue is delivered
in a purposefully stilted manner; Davis's performance is such that he is merely
reciting his lines, devoid of any emotion. "We are no longer concerned with a work of art - for a work of art is
free." The story is further augmented by three different forms of
narration. There are intermittent title cards throughout, sometimes quoting
Genet, sometimes quoting others, like Plutarch. Plus there is an actual narrator
furthering the tale, giving voice, literally, to Genet's prose. Thirdly, there
is Lieutenant Seblon, Querelle's captain, who moves through the film in his own
subplot as a man whose unrequited love consumes him. He constantly philosophizes
into his handheld tape recorder, espousing on Querelle's beauty, his dedication
to his fellow sailor, his own inability to posses the young sailor. The film wavers between the vulgar and the sublime. Our
narrator tells us "humility can only be born of humiliation, otherwise it is
nothing but vanity." And when Nono, barkeep and brothel manager tells of his
conquest of Querelle, he notes "when I pulled my cock out it was covered with
shit, if you want to know." Everything about the film creates a sense of detachment: the
sets, the dialogue, the performances, and in a way manages to capture the
essence of Genet's lyrical novel, a tale that is less about traditional plot
conventions, but more the author's philosophy that violence and homosexuality
are inextricably linked. |
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