Rembrandt

Artists speak through their paintings and, often, their lives are not that interesting. "Van Gogh" gave us a good screen character because that film maximally milked his neurotic excesses. Very recently, "The Girl With a Pearl Earring" concocted a fantasy vision of long ago Delft and framed without fear of contradiction by scholars the life of an artist, Vermeer, about whom very, very little is known.

In 1936, the great age of the Studio System, Alexander Korda produced and directed "Rembrandt," a sprawling and somewhat disjointed portrait (pun intended) of Rembrandt van Rijn. Charles Laughton alternates as a boisterous or then somewhat subdued Rembrandt. He loses his wife to illness and then takes up with a domestic, Geertje, played by Gertude Lawrence. Lawrence is fine as a woman who combines common sense with hectoring but who, in the process, sacrifice's the relationship's initial passion to hnadling daily burdens.

This Rembrandt has no idea that in the future his paintings will be quite desired by museums and thieves, including celluloid ones. He paints, he proclaims, what he sees and not what his patrons want. A huge painting of the Civic Guard is unveiled to shock and denunciations as, Goyaesque, the contributors to the fund for the painting see themselves savagely lampooned.

A new model, Hendrickje, charmingly acted by a beautiful and youthful Elsa Lanchester, steals Rembrandt's heart and body, leaving the long suffering Geertje out in the cold.

Rembrandt's relationship with Hendricktje is the most charming part of a film that blends unconvincingly connected scenes together. There's too much noise: Rembrandt paints, Rembrandt drinks (a lot), Rembrandt is hounded by creditors, Rembrandt runs back to dad. Laughton's acting carries the film and when he occupies center stage he is never less than attention-grabbing. But this isn't the Charles Laughton of "Mutiny on the Bounty," there a riveting character. Laughton's Rembrandt is a fellow one might care to sip smooth Holland gin with but he's no character with a deep soul inviting speculation and drawing the best from a great actor.

"Rembrandt" is a studio product well representative of its time. On that basis it merits enjoyable viewing.

8/10.

"Pictures must not be too picturesque" (Ralph Waldo Emerson).

Alexander Korda, the founder of London Films, appears to be an altogether intriguing personality in cinema history. Brian Eggert in his Deep Focus review nicely observes that he frames his characters "in a way that personalizes the drama, seeing them as people and not dry historical figures." How beautifully this notion occurs to manifest itself in this picture. His REMBRANDT is a movie which is far from any biographical approach but rather stands out as an insight into an artist tormented by conflict between the gravity of 'properly social' requirements and the eagle's wings of inspirations - a genius whose life and work are far from 'too picturesque' traditionalized sweetness. Therefore, Emerson's quote, which I entailed at the beginning of my review, seems to correspond to that development which we find in this barely 'ornamented' 80 minute-long film.

The fact that Korda's movie boasts of many charming moments, beautiful camera shots, dazzling costumes and stunning cinematography remains pretty indisputable. Although the recreation of the Amsterdam of the time does not occur to be fully satisfactory due to certain lacks of possibilities at hand, the interiors make for artistic impressions. The cinematographer Georges Perinal powerfully employs his efforts to combine visual with overtones (consider Rembrandt's indicative love scene with his wife to come, the shadows, the name of his desire written on the table and the ever present storm that sets the tone for the sensually typical moments on the screen). But it is not where the film's triumph really lies.

When seeing the film nowadays, it seems that we are watching quite a modern approach to the 'interpretations' of an artistic personality. The movie, as I have mentioned before, does not focus on descriptive approach of Rembrandt's paintings but rather on the protagonist who speaks his mind, shares what lies deep down his heart. In this way, it's not just like "I am going to present to you a life of an artist" but he invites a viewer for a fruitful discourse of perceptions. Of course we could quarrel here to what extent it is the historical Rembrandt. Ignoring some cinematic liberties taken with the genial leading hero of art, we are at least supplied with a vibrant, vital, engrossing image of a man who grows in both skill and thought. Isn't that what many of us long for in movies?

Apart from flawlessly delivered biblical verses corresponding to his life experience, Rembrandt (Charles Laughton) shares with us his thoughts about life, women, social status, success, his vision of the 'caged' world. His inner dictates allow him to reveal himself, his struggles between vision and reality, 'women' and 'wives,' conventions and Love. As the movie skips all glorification, all baseless idealization or illusionary assumptions, we may 'properly' talk about the movie in terms of Korda's revolutionary approach along with Laughton's revelatory portrayal that deeply focus on the humanity of character. This 'humanization' refers to many scenes from the frequently discussed rejection of THE NIGHT WATCH when Rembrandt powerfully makes it clear to everybody that he wanted to 'paint men. Soldiers. Company marching out' instead of glorified 'gentlemen of rank and position' through his encounter with one of his 'lowest of the low' subjects of painting, a beggar (played by Roger Livesey) along with the lesson both learn from each other, Rembrandt's visit at his hometown Leyden where he aims at recognizing his sense of belonging and hopes to restore his sense of attachment... Concluding from the turmoil, an artist belongs nowhere but his inner individualized existence.

In one scene, Rembrandt says: "Every man is a destined path." Nowhere does it appear as clear as in his relation to WOMEN. He seems to be in love with his wife Saskia (whom we actually never see on screen) but as soon as we appreciate the witty verses in a skillful game of words, funeral chimes toll over the windowed husband mourning and grief. In one moment when he tries to forget the sorrows, he spills the beans about the inner desires (I need a woman I can call my wife) and, unreasonably, gets married to his housekeeper Geertje Dirx (Gertrude Lawrence). However, she symbolizes all that is 'material' and 'down-to-earth' in a subtle man's perception of a woman. "Use your common sense" seems to be the slogan that does not only takes hold of her but which also interrupts the artist's great moment of inspiration. As a cure comes a young and beautiful Hendrickje Stoffels. Strikingly similar in looks to the artist's wife, she inflames jealousy within the envious woman and the Sanhedrin-like assembly of accusers. Within the moral and financial hazards, the love of the two does not find obstacles serious enough to spoil their feelings.

ELSA AND CHARLES supply the movie solely with power scenes of unique chemistry. Brian Eggert memorably points out that "Laughton's busy hands and eyes create an observant, thoughtful character" being "bold yet timid and modest, as only a poor but gifted genius could be." However, he shines fully at Elsa's side Their most unforgettable scene shows them 'recreate' their first meeting when he looks at her as both and artist and a man. With its height of emotions within 'from the inside out' method, derived from Stanislavskyan school, the moment beautifully addresses human longing for the possibility to experience the happiest moments of life once again. Yet, at the same time, it draws parallels with an intriguing assumption that true love is the only source of happiness in anyone's life.

A highly worth seeing movie about a man whose was a destined path and yet a man whose modest approach derived from Solomon's words of wisdom have resulted in transcending portraits that still personify absorbing developments of artists tormented by storms yet touched by the grace of talent...and inspiration growing in a ray of enlightenment.

Charles Laughton's heartfelt performance as the famed Dutch painter, Rembrandt, highlights this stylish biography, produced by Alexander Korda. Laughton's real-life wife, Elsa Lancaster, and Charles work together beautifully, and the film boasts a performance by the legendary stage actress, Gertrude Lawrence. One can see that Laughton really loved this role, and gave it his all. Certainly this is one of the more successful artist bios on film.

Why *can't* they make films like this anymore? Today, a film has to be the best part of three hours long and packed with special effects. In this film we see the story of a man's life told in half that time, made at a studio outside London. (Having said that, it was a box-office failure, presumably the audiences who shunned this flocked to see Clark Gable in 'San Francisco'.)

Charles Laughton's performance is truly great, portraying Rembrandt's vision and artistic integrity (which appears as perverse stubbornness to his fellow citizens), and his deep humanity. His speeches at the inn which mirror each other at the beginning and end of the film, on the glory of perfect love and the vanity of human life, are so beautifully delivered I almost held my breath so as not to miss a word.

More than that, the film succeeds in recreating Rembrandt's world. We see the business-like merchants, self-important local politicians and hard-living peasants who made up Dutch society in the 1600's. One of the most moving passages of the film shows Rembrandt trying to return to his home. He is physically unsuited to his father's work and derided by the villagers. He returns to Amsterdam realising he can't fit in with the merchant-class or the peasant-class where he was raised - he is a man alone.

The supporting cast is noteworthy, including Elsa Lanchester (Mrs Laughton, of course) as Rembrandt's last love, Gertrude Lawrence (although I'm still not sure why audiences seemed to fall in love with her, maybe her histrionics were more suited to theatre) and a large crop of Liveseys (Roger, Jack, Sam - I'm sure there were others).

Truly wonderful and worth all the plaudits piled on this film after sixty-odd years. Laughton was arguably never better than in this role and has able support from Elsa Lanchester, Gertrude Lawrence (fascinating to see her and she made few films and they are rarely seen nowadays), the Livesey clan etc etc. A film of atmosphere, of clarity, and of soul, like a Rembrandt painting in fact. Marvellous.