☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ½
Le Corbeau (1943) -- H. G. Clouzot
Extremely bitter tale
(though laced with black humor) of a poison-pen writer who sows enmity among
the residents of a provincial French town, beginning with a new doctor who is
accused of being an abortionist.
Henri-Georges Clouzot treats the search for the culprit like a detective
story and we are never certain who is telling the truth and who is not -- even
the protagonist, with whom we might feel some identification, seems to be
hiding something and is portrayed as a cold and rather unfeeling
character. Indeed, I did not ferret out
the actual criminal (although one of many plausible possibilities) and had to be
told at the end (a very apt ending). Clouzot made this for a German company
during the French occupation and was subsequently banned from working for two
years after the war ended (he went on to make the equally bleak Wages of Fear
and Les Diaboliques). Nevertheless, the
film can be read as a bitter take on the paranoia and suspicion fostered by the
occupation, during which neighbors spied on neighbors and informed on each
other to the gestapo. One character here
even declares "I'm not an informer!".
Hard to know whether this was understood (and accepted as reality) by
the German censors or whether it slipped by.
The French later decided that it didn't make them look too good -- but
indeed Clouzot is indicting all of humanity here. Wonderfully shot in high contrast B & W
and highly recommended.
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