Film Review
The second of six feature-length films that director Jean Renoir made
during his seven year long sojourn in the United States is the one that
is least typical of his work and, for that reason, the most
interesting. Breaking temporarily with the poetic realist style
that he had perfected in the late 1930s, with such films as
La Grande illusion (1937) and
La
Règle du jeu (1939), Renoir crafts a melodramatic
propaganda piece that is more theatrical in style, very different from
the strikingly realist film noir
Swamp
Water (1941) that he had just made whilst under contract with
Twentieth Century Fox. Renoir and his screenwriting partner
Dudley Nichols had a clear objective when they began work on
This Land Is Mine - to attempt to
rationalise the ease with which the countries of Europe (France in
particular) succumbed to Nazi occupation, thereby helping to galvanise
American support in the war against Fascism.
Renoir and Nichols's thesis was that it was not German military
superiority that allowed the Nazis to conquer most of Europe, but the
willingness of the conquered nations to submit, in the misguided hope
of minimising the disruption to their everyday lives. It was only
after they had fallen under Nazi control that the French people
realised what they had lost, the basic freedoms that they had fought
long and hard to secure for themselves. It is this, the price of
submission to a tyrannous regime, that the film expresses with sublime
eloquence in its devastatingly poignant denouement, something that
makes it one of the most effective and memorable of all wartime
propaganda films. The film is also forceful in its condemnation
of the complacency of the political and middle classes and their
willingness to cooperate with the Nazis for personal advantage, a
direct swipe at the collaborationist Vichy regime in occupied France.
Of course Renoir himself had no first-hand experience of what it was
like to live under Nazi occupation, as he had left France and taken the
boat to America before the Germans took control of his country.
It is fair to criticise the film for its simplistic portrayal of life
under occupation, which is a poor approximation to the reality
experienced by, say, most French people at the time. The
characters in the film are, almost without exception, familiar
stereotypes of the kind that would appeal to a contemporary American
audience. The propaganda subtext may be effective but it is
surprisingly crude for a film auteur of Renoir's sophistication
(especially when viewed alongside his far more intellectually minded
pro-Communist pieces of the early 1930s). It is easy to see why
This Land Is Mine was so unpopular
when it was first screened in France after the Liberation. The
critics tore it to shreds and audiences shunned it - it was not a
picture of their country that they could ever recognise (although their
hostility towards it may be taken as a sign that it contained more than
a grain of truth). Yet the film was hugely popular in the United
States and has the distinction of being the only one for which Renoir
won an Oscar (albeit in the lesser category of Best Sound). In
recent years, the film has grown considerably in stature and has become
one of the most highly regarded of Renoir's films.
Made for RKO, the film's budgetary constraints are at times painfully
evident (most visibly in the limited used of real exterior
locations), however such is the quality of Renoir's direction and the
performances that this hardly matters. The main strength of
This Land Is Mine is its superb
cast, which includes Charles Laughton at the height of his
powers. Laughton's character is the most problematic in the film
- a cowardly schoolmaster who spends most of the film acting like an
imbecilic child until he is suddenly transformed into a heroic orator
in the final act. It is a metamorphosis that would doubtless have
confounded most of the great actors of the period but Laughton manages
it with astonishing aplomb and subtlety, in a performance that is,
quite possibly, his finest. Maureen O'Hara, by contrast, gives a
far less satisfying turn, of the kind that that would better serve a
low-grade schmaltzy tear-jerker of the period.
Far more impressive are George Sanders and Walter Slezak, who bring
astonishing depth and humanity to the film's two most ambiguous and
complex characters, a conflicted self-interested collaborator and a
Nazi officer who has an obvious aversion to needless bloodshed.
Slezak's Major Keller is far removed from the one-dimensional German
officers that appeared in most American propaganda films - he is cunning
but he is also humane, not a demonic fiend who revels in cruelty.
Can we forgive Una O'Connor's outrageous scene-stealing histrionics as
Charles Laughton's over-protective mother? Certainly, as her
presence brings vitality and genuine human feeling to offset the more
strait-laced, moralistic passages of the film, giving a real sense of
how ordinary people are affected by the barbarities of occupation.
This Land Is Mine has long
been considered one of Renoir's lesser films, particularly in his
native France. Admittedly, it falls short of the excellence of
his earlier masterpieces and the fact that it is an overt propaganda
piece, created for a specific purpose, dates it and limits its
appeal. Yet, despite its simplistic handling of a contraversial
subject and the fact that it is tainted by the kind of 1940s Hollywood
sentimentality that is now considered distasteful by many film
enthusiasts, it is assuredly the work of a master filmmaker. No
one can fail to be moved by the climactic courtroom scene in which
Charles Laughton's character suddenly finds his voice and the courage
to articulate why people should never submit to an occupying
power. His words have a resonance that is timeless and profoundly
moving, and there is probably no other film of this era that makes a
more succinct and powerful argument for why ordinary men and women
should rise up and oppose the tyranny of the Nazis.
© James Travers 2013
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Next Jean Renoir film:
The Southerner (1945)