Fanchon, the Cricket

This is a really interesting film, to bad Mary Pickford never saw it, she thought itl was lost.

Seen other of her films but this one really shines for her. She is a beautiful lady. In so many scenes she radiates. The story is a adult fable of sorts. Wild girl gets the handsome gentry kind of thing. Not all is good though. Not going to spoil it but it gets interesting. So I watched the digital restoration it very well done. But I hate the added soundtrack. It reminds me of a sort of Grateful Dead fever dream. What should it of been ? More grandiose but in the spirit of the time period of the film. So really watch with the sound down or maybe your favorite stk. I even tried Cocteau Twins and it kind of worked.

Fanchon (Mary Pickford) is a wild girl living in the woods with her grandmother Fadet. The villagers suspect Fadet of being a witch. Fanchon is carefree and likes to prank the locals. She doesn't mind getting into fights with the boys. She falls in love with a villager but his father disapproves. There is family history.

This is a presumed lost film until it was recently discovered and recovered. It has silent star Mary Pickford and her siblings. There are unconfirmed rumors of other future stars. Pickford is great. On the other hand, I really don't like these older actors trying to play lovesick teenagers. On top of that, I don't like the folk rock music that is playing with the film. It sounds way too modern and clashes with the film. Nevertheless, this is fascinating and a definite must for any Pickford fans.

Unfortunately, the added soundtrack is distracting and not well done. For the first 45 minutes the "music" consists mostly of an acoustic guitar and a snare drum, and the "music" has no relation to the action on the screen, sounding more modern than anything that would have been played in a 1915 viewing. I finally turned the sound off for a while. Other instruments are added later in the film, but they still have little relation to the action and sound too modern.

This was considered a lost movie when Mary Pickford died. A copy turned up in the Cinematheque Francaise, as they so often do, and in cooperation with the Mary Pickford Foundation, the BFI, Flicker Alley.... oh, the usual suspects, it has been preserved, restored somewhat and made available on a Blu-Ray/dvd set. I looked at the dvd version. It's a handsome offering, with only a few imperfection on the print, and a handsome toning to the affair: golden for daylight, blue for night, red for interiors.

It's based on a novel and written for the screen by director James Kirkwood and Frances Marion. Mary is Fanchon, a poor girl of a French village. Her grandmother is supposed to be a witch, but Mary is a free spirit, running around in rags. She takes a shine to Jack Standing, but all of the young villagers despise her; she beats up real-life brother Jack Pickford, sticks her tongue out at real-life sister Lottie, saves Standing from drowning and finds his idiot brother and has a grand time romping around the wild in the Delaware Water Gap for the first half of the movie. Then, as so often happens, the plot eventuates.

It's the second Pickford vehicle that Frances Marion had a hand in writing (I don't count THE NEW YORK HAT), and Pickford gets a lot out of the 'waif' role. The two women would have a fruitful collaboration, and Marion would direct a movie or two for America's sweetheart. Still, things slow down in the second half, and Standing is pretty much a stiff all the way through. Costume design is partially to blame. With his knee pants, wide-brimmed hat and collar, he winds up looking like Grady Sutton; he performs his role with the lack of brio that Sutton put into his comic nullities.... but Standing is simply a nullity.

Still, it's always good when a long-lost feature of Miss Pickford shows up. I'm glad I saw it.

"I'll do anything you ask of me." "Then, kiss me!"

It's sad to learn that Pickford died thinking this film was lost, heartbroken because it was the only one in which she appeared with both her sister Lottie and brother Jack. It's heartwarming to see her playing the young waif, reaching across the years with her larger than life screen presence, and I could watch her cavort about and cause mischief for hours. What an amazing woman she was, to have the magnetism she did on the screen, and the business savvy off of it.

She has many wonderful moments in this film:

• Pretending to run away from leading man (Jack Standing) so that he can catch her.

• Dancing in the moonlight and watching her shadow, with the camera angled down on her marvelously.

• Facing away with outstretched arms at the water's edge, and then lying down on the rocky shore.

• Her expression and little squeezing of the eyelids when he kisses her hand near the end.

• Emerging from the waving field of grain to say hello and goodbye to the audience at the very end.

Such a list doesn't really do her playful energy and the feelings she conveyed justice, but suffice it to say she's impossibly cute and every bit as captivating today as she was then. It's a shame the story is kind of simple and not much is made of the fact that her old grandma is reputed to be a witch, but the film is well-paced and the scenes have a lot of life to them, thanks mostly to Pickford. The modern score from Julian Ducatenzeiler and Andy Gladbach is a little controversial but I thought it pretty nice, fitting the tone of the scenes and making me feel the link between the ages all the more; in 2021 watching a film from 1915 based on a novel from 1849. Then again, Pickford transcends time very well, all by herself.