Film Review
It wasn't until the late 1960, early '70s, that the extent of France's
shameful involvement in the Holocaust first became apparent.
Marcel Ophüls's documentary
Le Chagrin et la pitié
(1969) came as a shocking revelation that few were willing to accept,
and even now it is hard to believe the degree of complicity between the
Vichy government that supposedly ruled France during the Occupation and
the Third Reich, particularly in relation to Hitler's programme of
genocide. (It was Vichy, not Nazi Germany, that instigated the
deportation of Jewish children to the death camps.) The acquittal
of French militiaman Paul Touvier when tried by a French court in 1992
for crimes against humanity prompted director Claude Chabrol to make
his personal condemnation of the Vichy regime,
L'Oeil de Vichy (a.k.a.
The Eye of Vichy). The film
consists of clips of newsreels screened in cinemas during the
Occupation (1940-1944) which were intended to deceive and brainwash the
French public, allowing Maréchal Pétain and his army of
anti-Semitic collaborators to get away with mass murder, all for the
glory of France.
When the film was first released in 1993, Chabrol came under fire from
some critics who chastised him for not showing more of what was
really going on. By limiting
the film's visual content to Vichy propaganda, he risked playing into
the hands of France's present extreme rightwing political parties,
particularly as some of what we see seems to echo the sentiment of
Jean-Marie Le Pen's Front National. The one flaw that
L'Oeil de Vichy has is that it
assumes the spectator has some awareness of the real state of affairs
of the Occupation era. For those not aware that the Vichy
government was a ragtag band of opportunists, fascists and anti-Semites
led by a deluded old man who had completely sold out to Nazi Germany,
the film's content could be mistaken as being factually accurate,
rather than a flagrant distortion of the truth. The caveat that
Chabrol gives in his introduction to the film and his running
commentary as to the true state of affairs are barely strong enough to
counter the power of the barrage of pro-Nazi propaganda that assails us
as we watch the film. Julian Jackson's insightful tome
France: The Dark Years, 1940-1944
is worth perusing before you go anywhere near this film.
What is most striking is the level of deception that was foisted on the
French public in these seemingly benign newsreels. Not content
with blaming the Jews for the decadence and corruption that was
apparently rife in the Third Republic, the propaganda merchants set out
to convince us that it was the Jews who were responsible for
France's military defeat when it went to war with Nazi Germany in 1940. Not only
are Jews characterised as an 'impure race' who have spent the last few
centuries engaged in inter-race breeding (presumably to
break the monotony of accumulating vast amounts of wealth
which they fritter away at resorts in the south of France), they are likened to
rats, vermin to be exterminated. The Nazis' disgusting
purification programme is given legitimacy by the claim that not only
will it purge France of its 'anti-social elements', but it will also
create jobs for true (i.e. white-skinned Aryan) French men and
women. The bucolic images of farm workers toiling contentedly in
the sun and uplifting displays of sporting prowess at youth camps hold
out the prospect of the dawn of a new era "with unlimited
possibilities". The Vichy slogan "Patrie, famille, travail"
appears to be less an edict and more a signpost to Utopia.
Of course, the propaganda isn't exclusively directed against the
Jews. The Allies are demonised just as fiercely, and who could
not loathe the Americans and British after their wicked bombing of
innocent French citizens? In a spoof cartoon, Popeye drops bombs
on French householders as they listen to one of General De Gaulle's
radio broadcasts. The thousands of tons of concrete and
ammunition making up the Atlantic Wall on France's western and northern
coast are presented as an impenetrable barrier that will protect France
from invasion. If Churchill and Roosevelt are portrayed as agents
of capitalist greed, Hitler is venerated as a living saint.
Wherever he goes, Hitler's number one fan Pétain is worshipped
by adoring crowds, and a portrait of him takes pride of place in every
French household. How audiences must have wept when they watched
the dear old Maréchal's Christmas messages, even if he has his
head buried in his hand-written notes and devotes most of his Yuletide
sermon to the threat of Communism.
And just look how effectively the Vichy government has dealt with the
scourge of unemployment! In 1940, there were over a million
unemployed in France; by 1943, this figure had dropped to practically
zero. (Thankfully, Mr Chabrol reminds us of the reasons for this:
many tens of thousands of French people were conscripted to work in
German factories, and most of France's increased productivity was for
the benefit of Nazi Germany.) Light relief is provided by some
humorous publicity and public information films. Old movies are
melted down and made into nail varnish and shoe polish; human hair ends
up being used as a substitute for wool in garments. A shortage of
leather? No problem, wood will do just as well for shoe
soles. And of course there are the movies, some happy to do the
work of the propagandists and remind audiences they were being led to
the promised land by a wise and wonderful man. What a jolly old
time they had in Nazi-occupied France. You'd hardly think there
was a war on.
© James Travers 2015
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Next Claude Chabrol film:
L'Enfer (1994)