☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ½
Othello
(1951 version) – O. Welles
Although Welles’ Othello puts forth a very
serviceable reading of the Bard’s tragedy of jealousy, the real magic here lies
in the circumstances of its production and the way that Welles welded together
diverse elements (with string and bits of sealing wax) to create an alternate
reality that never really existed except in the minds of the viewer. Shot variously in Morocco, Venice, and other
parts of Italy, it would be impossible to create a map that links the various
locations together. Yet, miraculously, the film feels whole, in glorious black
and white with Welles’ eye for the wondrous shot in fine form. Of course, it is the editing that keeps the
disparate parts together, with shots and counter-shots apparently filmed years
apart in different locations, and sometimes the cutting is fast and furious
(but never less than astounding). The
acting can be variable (Suzanne Cloutier seems a weak Desdemona – and, apparently,
she was dubbed for the 1955 version, re-edited by Welles for the US release)
but somehow Welles (as Othello) and Michael MacLiammoir (as Iago) pressed on,
even when other members of the cast were absent (and shot with doubles from
behind). If all this sounds like it
might distract one from Shakespeare’s words, well, yes and no – the tragedy is
still terrible (with Iago cruelly convincing pitiful Othello that innocent Desdemona
has cheated on him), even with Welles’ condensing, but the amazing spectacle of
the production itself creates the most awe.
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