Manon

Henri-Georges Clouzot's Manon deserves a 10+ for its breathtaking ambition, and only a slightly lower rating for the film overall. Clouzot had made the magnificent Quai des Orfevres as his first post-war movie, right after his release from a multi-year ban from filmmaking due to accusations of Nazi collaboration. Clouzot chose to base his second film on the 1731 novel Manon Lescaut, one of France's most well-known, important, and enduring literary works, never out of print, and the subject of several previous films and many operas, the most famous being by Puccini. It's an epic melodrama, the story of a young nobleman, Robert, who loses everything, several times over, for his passionate love of Manon, a young woman with a taste for the high life and an ability to manipulate nearly every man she meets. While the original story took place in France and Louisiana, Clouzot transposes it to the very rough world of contemporary postwar France and Palestine, making the story immediately relevant to everyone when shown in theaters.

In addition to giving Manon all the attributes from the original novel - beauty, guile, passion, a lust for wealth and security, and an intense sexuality - he also has her accused of collaboration with the Germans, as he himself had been. And when Robert rescues Manon from the rough "justice" meted out by locals to collaborators, they have no choice but to run away. At first, they struggle on the fringes of the Paris underworld, but when the temptations of prostitution win over Manon, Robert rebels. Manon ultimately does as well, choosing her love for Robert over an easy life, and this leads them eventually to become stowaways with Holocaust survivors, Jews being taken clandestinely to Palestine and their new home in Israel.

Clouzot chose two debutants as his stars, and they delivered great performances. Michel Auclair is Robert, strong and determined, but completely overcome by his passion for Manon. Cecile Aubry is Manon, a wisp of a very young woman, and she is equally believable as a vixen and as a doomed lover. Serge Reggiani is outstanding in a smaller role, as her brother. He acts as the film's moral compass in reverse. The film's dialogue and scenes are bold, provocative, unsettling for the time.

The cinematography is excellent and there are many moving, evocative shots throughout the film, both interiors and exteriors. And the final, audacious, melodramatic scene reproduces one of France's most famous paintings to be inspired by the novel.

Throughout the film Clouzot seems to be telling us that the world is a dirty, rough, unforgiving place, where good and evil do not exist in black and white, where compromise can keep you alive but tragedy looms for those who love too intensely.

My first contact with MANON was at age 11 when it played many weeks at the small PLAZA in Washington, DC. The ads said, "Cecile Aubry's gift to the world --- Her body!" To which my older brother said, "What body? She doesn't have one!" Hmm! My poor brother; what does he know? Anyway, I didn't see MANON in 1949, but 56 years later, thanks to eBay, I caught up on this classic, and without disappointment. This film has the authentic feel of classics like Italy's "Bicycle Thief" and "Paisan" --- having the ravages of World War II right there and everywhere you look in 1949, neither war-torn Europe nor attitudes needed to be re-created. The story is involving from the first moments and never lets up. Manon and her soul-mate Robert meet when he helps save her from the collaborator-head-shave she's sentenced to endure as punishment for her attentions to German soldiers. They will remain together throughout her numerous and shameless infidelities, each of which serves both of them, and never with any loss of love for Robert. Cecile Aubry's femme-innocent was a rare thing to see in 1949. Truly experienced men know that getting and holding a young woman like Manon is a never-ending challenge that no real man would ever quit. While traditional "built like a brick you-know-what" sexpots wait in vain for the phone to ring, the femme-innocents are fighting men off like flies. This film will show the viewer many of the dark sides of the pre- and post- liberation era which history might like to have buried. I'll skip over most of the compelling story and just say that the final scenes, when the couple arrive in Palestine along with the Jewish refugees --- these are scenes that define classic movies. Amen!

1. The Third Man 2. White Heat 3. The Heiress 4. Kind Hearts and Coronets 5. A Letter to Three Wives 6. Intruder in the Dust 7. (Banshun) Late spring 8. Criss Cross 9. The Fountainhead 10. Occupe-toi d'Amélie..! 11. The Great Sinner 12. The Set-Up 13. All the King's Men 14. Stray dog (Nora inu) 15. Thieves' Highway 16. Adam's Rib 17. Riso amaro 18. On the Town 19. Manon 20. Le silence de la mer

With his short CV, Henri-George Clouzot is known only for his international hits, WAGES OF FEAR and DIABOLIQUE, yet every newfound title turns out to be a near masterpiece. This updated take on the infamous Prevost tale (operatic versions include Auber, Massenet & Puccini) is a notch below breathtaking 'finds' like QUAI DES ORFEVRES, LE CORBEAU and his striking film of the Verdi REQUIEM. But on its own terms it's ingenious & effective, perfectly fitting the story into the morally ambiguous climate of post WWII France.

As the heedless young beauty who loves the rich life when she should love her besotted spouse (and vice versa), Cecile Aubry makes an appalling & devastating French sex-kitten, admittedly, an acquired taste. Michel Auclair, in Gerard Philipe mode, is very fine as her tormented husband and Serge Reggiani as Manon's amoral brother is beyond praise. And who but Clouzot would have the chutzpah to merge Manon's exile to a group of Jewish refugees trying to smuggle themselves into Israel.

NOTE: This title is currently unavailable in ANY video format. Is there no justice?!

Even after listening to director, Clouzot talking about the making of this film, it is difficult to understand quite why he made it. Loosely based upon an 18th century tale this has been changed around to fit a 2nd World War situation and must have something to do with the virtual ban he had after the accusations following the release of his brilliant Le Corbeau. In any event, this is a mess and for a man of intellect and literary allusions, a serious misjudgment. Even the structure with the constant flashbacks is unhelpful but the central tale of the young girl out for money and fun and men, leaves the central male and intended saviour looking more like a misguided young fool. The final scenes in the desert are as if from another movie with beautifully shot skies and lines of escaped but doomed Jewish refugees. Almost dreamlike the finale has a surreal quality to it and as the inevitable ending looms so the swirling sands seem destined to envelope both our so called hero and heroine.