The Great White Silence

I often say I end up enjoying obscure films from long ago that don't feature any big name actors more than well known films that are praised incessantly, and this is another good instance of this. This century old documentary is about the Scott Expedition to Antarctica, and how a group of brave explorers tried to go where no human had gone until then. The film, recorded by Herbert Ponting, follows the members of the adventure as they set off from New Zealand and try to claim the South Pole for the British Empire. The expedition is led by Robert Falcon Scott, a naval officer who is in command of a ship named the Terra Nova. On their way into the ocean surrounding antarctica, he and his crew encounter an enormous formation of ice dozens of feet tall. This is the Ross Ice Shelf, and is essentially an iceberg the size of France. It is here that all other icebergs originate apparently. After making it to antarctica, they unload food, supplies, dogs and Siberian ponies from the Terra Nova, as these things would be invaluable during the difficulties to come. The film shows footage of a parent seal with its child, and how someone on the ship fires a harpoon gun at a group of orcas in order to protect the seals. Also filmed are penguins and the odd behavior the female ones demonstrate when their husbands don't come back on time: they stand upright and continuously flap their small wings. Scott and the others participate in the southernmost game of football on Earth, and then get on the Terra Nova (which had returned to new zealand for a time) in order to travel to Evans Cove, where they were essentially marooned for months because heavy ice blocked the Terra Nova from picking them up. Late in 1911, Scott and the others set out for the final march towards the south pole, but first, they had to traverse Beardmore Glacier. At about 125 miles in length, it's one of the largest in the world. After ascending it, they continue towards the pole on the 9th of January. Around a week later, Scott and his men finally reached the south pole, only to discover a flag left by rival Norwegian explorer Roald Amundsen, who had beat them by over a month. Scott and the others plant their own flag, then turn south towards home. Although he and others made progress during the first few days, many members of the party were severely frostbitten and several died. Scott and the survivors continued to walk as far south as they were able to, but the horrible weather obscured visibility for miles around, and Scott had to pitch a tent for the last time. Eventually, a search party is sent after them and found the tent containing the frozen corpses of Scott and two others. A cairn was built over the tent (with the bodies still inside) and a cross placed on the summit. Scott is no more, but his fearlessness and determination to explore one of the most hostile and unforgiving places on earth will never be forgotten. This is a great film. The remastered edition that I saw contains a lot of footage that is dyed different colors for some reason, but the real highlight is the soundtrack which consists of a lot of creepy, ambient music. It really does go with the ominous footage of men walking into the unknown landscapes. For miles in every direction, all you can see is frigid nothingness. Although I knew Amundsen's team would ultimately reach the south pole first, I can't imagine the feeling of disappointment Scott and the others must have felt. Imagine travelling in this frozen hell for months on end only to discover you weren't the first to reach your goal. Even though Scott lost his life due to his ambitions, he contributed much to mapping out a place previously thought impassable.

The Great White Silence is a very interesting silent documentary about an expedition to the Antarctic back in the early 1910s, and the age of the footage and the documentary itself makes it all weirdly eerie and a bit sad. Maybe part of the sadness came from listening to Sigur Ros while watching this - I was trying to think of wintery music without lyrics, or with minimal vocals, and that band came to mind first. Their 2002 album simply known as "( )" paired well with the visuals on offer.

It's a pretty straightforward historical document, with many title cards being used throughout for context, and little by way of story. It almost didn't need any narrative - much of the documentary is just spent on wildlife and simply how human beings are to live in freezing cold conditions, and so eventually, I forgot about the whole expedition thing, until the film seemed to remember that was the point all of a sudden and then got back to covering it.

Some might find it all a bit boring, but I think for its time, this was pretty amazing, and for capturing so much footage on Antarctica from this long ago, I'd say The Great White Silence certainly has merit. It's a shame it falls into the Dambusters and H. P. Lovecraft camp of giving a pet a very racist name (that whole segment was more than a bit awkward), and I feel like they're also kind of mean to the animals (scaring a mother away from her newly-hatched chicks every hour to document their process of growing, and a "game" played with young penguins really just involves chasing/frightening them all over the place), but that's the 1910s for you, I guess. Speaking of the 1910s, it's crazy to think all this footage was shot before the Titanic disaster, and the director filmed plenty of icebergs.

Anyway, documentary fans should check this out. I feel like it's a classic/definitive title within the canon of documentary cinema.

British documentary detailing the ill-fated Antarctic exploration journey of Capt. Robert Scott, circa 1910. Filmmaker Herbert Ponting journeyed with the icebreaker ship from New Zealand south to Antarctica. He filmed the men aboard ship and the attendant hardships, as well as the ship in action tearing through the ice. Once on land, Ponting films the men as they prepare to head for the South Pole, as well as footage of the local fauna, such as seals and penguins. Ponting did not journey with Scott and his party for the Polar attempt, which is good considering how things turned out.

The footage is amazing, especially when one considers the technology of the time, and Ponting's editing and titlecard writing help form a true narrative arc. This is one of the 1001 Movies to See Before You Die. Recommended.

The fact that Capt. Robert Falcon Scott had the presence of mind to ensure that a cinematographer accompanied his expedition to conquer the South Pole allows us - 100 years later - to enjoy this fascinating documentary. It has been recently restored to commemorate the centenary of the ultimately doomed attempt to reach their southernmost tip of the world before his Norwegian rival Amundsen. Using original imagery from their travels, we see the planning, voyage and initial stages of their journey across Antarctica. We get a true sense of the arduous nature of their travails, the weather at sea and on land as hostile as nature can conjure. Wildlife never seen by most of us at the time of filming; their ponies and tractors; their makeshift wooden huts all have you reaching for a jumper. The shades and hues are brilliantly captured, illustrating just how white everything was as they set off. The story is augmented by a map illustrating their progress as they reach then return from their goal. The frustration I felt whilst the dots on the map gradually brought them to within 11 miles of their food dump before... It's captivating in the truest sense of the word, and is really well worth seeing on a big screen.

"The Great White South" can be an entertaining account of the Terra Nova Expedition, from Lyttelton, NZ to Antarctica. Watch with a mind's eye that can help you step backward in time, to the thinking of 1910.

When watching how the story is pieced together, at first I was a little bothered by the light slap-stick splashed between the scenes that were shown. One bit of information about a certain cat was truly void of political-correctness, which made me bristle. But after a few viewings of the movie I came to actually appreciate the humor, partly by understanding the reason for its use. The cinematography and story-telling shared by Herbert Ponting was based on turn-of-the-19th-century knowledge and thinking - a far cry from where society is today. Keeping this in mind helps one enjoy this piece of cinematic achievement more.

I was fooled upon first glance that Mr. Ponting might have joined the actual South Pole expedition as they actually set out in November, 1911, to undertake the quest for the frozen goal. There were still images taken at the Pole, not by Mr. Ponting, but by Lt. Henry Bowers, one of the four men selected.

The quips actually became comic relief as the story turns quite chilly, with some plot revelations as the four explorers trudge hundreds of miles, over a two-month period. Allow yourself to step out of your own comfortable shoes and into those of these comrades, and you'll appreciate the story much better. It's a slice of significant world history, in which Mr. Ponting was able to capture, during the journey.

It's amazing to learn the back stories of the major characters and how events converged with the trek for the South Pole, and why it also took more than a decade for this film to be completed. Cast out what would be today's poor choice of mingling with wildlife (and otherwise meddling with it) and revel in some enjoyable photography, story-telling and cinematography of its time.

One footnote: I watched the BFI-restored film, complete with restored colorizing and tinting (first done by Mr. Ponting himself). Oranges, blues, and odd shades of red seem meant to add a sense of time of day in some scenes, or the color of sea water. It didn't disturb me to see this when realizing that the color was as the filmmaker intended. The soundtrack by Simon Fisher Turner (Soleilmoon Recordings - 2011) was a welcome and haunting treat, which rejected the customary organ music one expects with silent films while adding depth to the visuals.