Film Review
With
Armaguedon, a slick
thriller in the Henri Verneuil mould, director Alain Jessua further
delevops a theme that he had toyed with in his earlier film,
Jeu
de massacre (1967), namely the distorting effect that
today's mass media have begun to exert on an individual's experience of
reality. Made twenty years before 'reality TV' began to take off
and radically altered the viewing habits, if not the behaviour and
moral faculties, of large swathes of the population,
Armaguedon is an eerily prescient
film and, in common with most of Jessua's idiosyncratic oeuvre, shows
us a world which was only a grim prospect at the time it was made but
which has now become a grim reality.
The main protagonist in the film is a type that is now nauseatingly
familiar, a pathetic non-entity who will do anything to secure his
fifteen minutes of fame. Unfortunately,
Big Brother and
The X Factor hadn't yet been
invented yet, so this fame-hungry saddo has to resort to more
traditional means of drawing attention to himself, i.e. hijacking a
pan-European television network so that his threats to blow up the
audience of a live TV show get maximum coverage. As any career
terrorist will tell you, fear is the surest way to get people to listen
to you, and by playing the fear card for all it is worth our wannabe
celebrity achieves his objective - and it's to his credit that he does
so without dropping his trousers, putting on a silly animal outfit or
massacring a single song. Of course, we'd expect nothing less of
an actor of Jean Yanne's calibre.
Renowned for his darkly ambiguous character portrayals, Yanne is a
perfect choice for the lead role, and whilst the character is by no
means a saint (evidenced by the cold way he arranges a gruesome murder
of two young people) he has little difficulty engaging our
sympathies. Here Yanne resembles the lugubrious suspected killer
he previously played in Claude Chabrol's
Que la bête meure (1969),
a clearly nasty individual but one that we have great difficulty
condemning. The fact that he needs fame so badly bears witness to
the tragic vacuity of his life, and the coldly mechanical way in which
the police seek to capture him confers on him a certain nobility.
His role is that of a sacrificial victim for a society that thrives on
cheap thrills and lurid sensationalism. It's basically a
precursor of
I'm a Celebrity... Get
Me Out Of Here!
For Alain Jessua, the making of
Armaguedon
was a far from happy experience, owing primarily to his strained
working relationship with his second lead actor, Alain Delon. The
two had worked together successfully on Jessua's earlier film
Traitement de choc (1973), but
their second collaboration was far from harmonious, with actor and
director having very different views as to how Delon's character, a
psychiatrist lending his support to a police investigation, should be
played. The intense mind duel envisaged by Jessua scarcely made
it to the screen. In the end, Delon's bland characterisation is
almost completely eclipsed by Michel Duchaussoy's more humane and
convincing portrayal of a dogged police inspector. Duchaussoy had
excelled in Jessua's
Jeu de massacre
and here he gives great value in a modest but beautifully formed
supporting role. The other actor of note is Renato Salvatori, who
brings a subtle pathos to his portrayal of Yanne's autistic
sidekick. Despite having two cultural heavyweights in the main
roles,
Armaguedon was not a
commercial success and remains one of Alain Delon's most neglected
films. Watching the film today, it is shocking to see how
pertinent it now is. What must have seemed like morbid
speculation back in 1977 is now an all too real phenomenon. In
these apocalyptic times, everyone, it seems, is either a fame junkie or
a decidedly sick voyeur...
© James Travers 2014
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Next Alain Jessua film:
Les Chiens (1979)