Monday, August 19, 2013
Sunday, August 18, 2013
The Lodger
THE LODGER B+
aka: The Lodger: A Story of the London Fog
aka: The Case of
Jonathan Drew
Great Britain (92
mi) 1927
d: Alfred Hitchcock
Who but Hitchcock could take what is essentially a Jack the
Ripper serial killer movie and turn it into an unabashed love story? Not likely the original ending planned, as the
film is in part based upon a 1915 comic stage production that Hitchcock saw
called Who Is He? by the playwright
Horace Annesley Vachell, a dramatized version of an original 1913 novel by Marie
Belloc Lowndes, based upon the Jack
the Ripper murders of 1888 that ends ambiguously, with the reader never
sure if the lodger is the murderer or not.
Hitchcock would have liked to create a similar ambiguity about the guilt
or innocence of the lodger (Ivor Novello), where by the end it wouldn’t be so
clear cut, but this was impossible, largely due to the star status of matinee
idol Novello, where the public wouldn’t have accepted him as a killer, much
like the use of Cary Grant in Suspicion
(1941), the biggest star Hitchcock had ever worked with at that point, where RKO
studios insisted Grant be a hero instead of the villain, culminating in a
substitute ending. So while it’s not
entirely the film Hitchcock would have liked, it is his first true suspense
film and the first to bear his distinct imprint. Being the earliest makes it in many ways more
interesting, as these ideas are not yet formulated or polished into the
“Hitchcock” brand where he eventually became known as the Master of Suspense
and are instead expressed in a more raw and untested format with ideas still
inventively taking shape onscreen and in his head. The restoration includes an energetically dramatic
musical score by Nitin Sawhney and the London Symphony Orchestra Alfred Hitchcock's The Lodger
(1926) - trailer - YouTube, one that bears the influence of Bernard
Hermann, as it pulsates with a string-heavy sense of tension and urgency throughout,
with a few jarring moments, including the interesting use of a song, adding a
quiet romantic poignancy to go along with the lush, darkly scored melodrama, where
there is also the prevalent use of both a sepia-toned and blue color
scheme. This is the first Hitchcock film
to dwell on the subject of murder, where the entire town of London is in a
panic as headlines reveal a 7th murdered victim, always choosing Tuesday nights
to target a young blonde woman, and always leaving a personally signed note
attached, seen here as the Avenger. From
the outset, Hitchcock demonstrates a flair for building tension and creating a
pervading sense doom that hovers over the city like a blanket of depressing fog
that never seems to lift. As people on
the street wildly describe what they’ve seen, where onlookers literally swarm
all over the dead body frantically searching for clues, not waiting for the
police and not realizing, apparently, that they’re disturbing a crime scene by
tampering with and destroying possible evidence.
Out of this foggy gloom comes a knock on the door, where a
brilliantly colored sepia-toned light literally bathes the person at the door
in a yellow glow, where our first glimpse offers an unworldly look of the lodger,
whose behavior is odder still, a quiet and mysterious man in search of a room
who does not wish to be disturbed, who insists that the photographs of women in
the room be removed, making the landlady Mrs. Bunting (Marie Ault) a bit
nervous, but she admittedly needs the money, paid in advance. The Buntings have an attractive daughter,
Daisy (June Tripp), that we see do some modeling work, where she is quite
relaxed while many of the other girls are crawling over one another to look at
the latest news about the Avenger, wearing brunette wigs when going out to
avoid being the next victims. Adding
fuel to the fire, Daisy’s boyfriend is Joe Chandler (Malcolm Keen), one of the
detectives assigned to find the killer, where his tidbits of news keep the
Buntings overly inquisitive to the point of obsession about the matter, where
soon the landlady starts to think the peculiar behavior and secrecy of their
lodger merits further investigation, warning Daisy never to be alone with him,
where they literally eavesdrop and spy on everything he says or does, always
thinking the worst, constantly fed by the paranoid driven views of the police
force who are ready to string a rope around the killer’s neck before they’ve
even caught him. While little more than
busybodies, this kind of mischievous meddling is found throughout Hitchcock
films, where a classic example is Ethel Griffies as Mrs. Bundy, the
ornithologist in The Birds
(1963), who becomes the town crier reminding everyone that they will be
perfectly safe from the birds, who are lovely and perfectly harmless creatures,
before she’s seen cowering in a hallway after a particularly ferocious attack. Actually, the blanket of fog seems to seal in
the malicious gossip and the pervasive feeling of doom just as tightly as the
apocalyptic and neverending presence of birds did in Hitchcock’s 60’s disaster
flick, where similar to the threat of birds, Hitchcock amps up the tension by
flooding the screen with a malevolent misdirection and misunderstanding, where
the police are continually shown as incompetent, the landlady and her husband
are atrociously biased amateur sleuths, while the public’s fear is always
elevated to a lynch-mob atmosphere, where they are easily susceptible to all forms
of gossip and rumor. This misdirection
of frenzied hysteria plays right into the wrong man themes of nearly a dozen
Hitchcock films, among which include The 39
Steps (1935), Suspicion
(1941), Strangers
On a Train (1951), TO CATCH A THIEF (1955), The
Wrong Man (1956), North
By Northwest (1959), and FRENZY (1972).
One of the darkest and cruelest subtexts in the film is
detective Chandler’s sexual jealousy, where he overreacts in crude fashion
against the lodger, not because he suspects he’s guilty, but because the lodger
is drawing the interest of his girlfriend Daisy, which seen in modern context
may be the equivalent of her new love interest being a black man. In the detective’s narrow mind, this is too
outrageous for him to comprehend, so using the underlying, socially accepted
view of providing her with protection, he relishes with a sadistic glee the
idea of being able to put handcuffs on the guy and charge him with the murders. While there are many subtexts to this film,
one not often mentioned is the openly gay lifestyle of Novello, who along with
Montgomery Clift in I CONFESS (1953) are the two most physically attractive gay
men Hitchcock ever worked with. In this
film, the secrecy of the lodger, along with his aristocratic nature, arouses overt
suspicion in others, especially the lower class, where they don’t trust him or
like him and find him odd, where the landlady goes so far as to search through
the belongings in his room when he’s not there, while the police conduct a
similar search with a search warrant, both on a fishing expedition hoping to
uncover hidden secrets. The public scorn
that the lodger faces is similar to that of openly gay men, particularly in the
1920’s, where nearly all were closeted due to the harshly negative
ramifications. While on the surface
Novello has matinee idol good looks, and onscreen there is a physical
attraction, but this is accompanied by an underlying need to expose him to
public scorn and humiliation, to out him, as it were, leading to a lynch mob
mentality of people wanting to tear him limb from limb. Instead of gay, the storyline creates a kind
of bogeyman serial killer, elevating the perceived immorality of homosexuality,
viewed in that era as a crime, to a far more egregious offense, but gays and
transgenders have a history of being targeted for particularly vicious and
hideous crimes, perceived today as hate crimes, where for many in society,
particularly religious conservatives, they retain that bogeyman status. What’s significant in Hitchcock’s film is not
any recognition of a gay mindset, but how he examines the very real
consequences of mob mentality, exploring the swirling public passions that
ignite into an irrational mob hysteria surrounding this issue of a perceived
bogeyman, where too many innocent people have already been targeted and in fact
lost their lives over this kind of misperception.
Born in London at the end of the Victorian era, Hitchcock
was destined to make unusually stylish suspense thrillers, where this was the
first to showcase Hitchcock’s brand of sophisticated thriller, as well as his
trademark dry, sometimes morbid humor, but the film is also notable for
utilizing a litany of Hitchcock themes, including visual cues that he would reference
for decades to come. The everpresent
staircase figures prominently throughout, initially in the claustrophobic
confines of the Bunting household, but never more illustriously than in the
finale, where it may as well be Scarlett O’Hara making her noticeable entrance
down this grandiose staircase. The
striking look of the boldly decorated title cards are designed by the
Cubist-influenced artist E. McKnight Kauffer, which recalls Godard’s similar
use of giant headlines often screaming across the screen, while the influence
of German Expressionism on the film is particularly evident, especially the dim
glare of the streetlights consumed by fog, but also the clever use of a glass
floor, where the audience sees the lodger pacing back and forth upstairs, causing
the chandelier to sway on the ceiling, where of course they can’t really see
through the ceiling, but it’s a way of literally altering reality through pure cinematic
imagery, a way of seeing something that’s not really there, which may as well
be the theme of the film. There is an
exquisite softness in the cinematography when the lodger and Daisy first kiss,
shown in extreme close up with soft focus, looking magnificently expressionist
and avant garde, using an experimental style that predates Bergman’s Persona
(1966), where due to style alone it’s also one of the most extraordinarily
romantic kisses ever captured onscreen. Almost
unnoticed in the film is the very clever use of a flashback sequence, where the
audience has already been informed that the first of the Avenger’s murders is
the lodger’s sister, insinuating that the lodger is not the murderer, that he
is instead on a noble crusade to track him down, obeying his mother’s dying
wishes, where the images of dancing with his virginal sister at her coming-out
ball supposedly clears the lodger of malicious intent, yet what it actually
shows is that he was in a perfect position to kill her, suggesting the
possibility, at least, of a lying flashback.
While Hitchcock may have placed this clue as a red herring, commonly
called MacGuffins (The
Definitive List of Hitchcock MacGuffins), as he already knew from his
producers that the lodger could not be the murderer, so this is strictly an
early sign of that personal Hitchcock touch.
The film was improved upon and remade decades later as Shadow
of a Doubt (1943), with Joseph Cotton playing the smoothly eccentric role
of the evil Uncle Charlie, and it’s not at all inconceivable to see signs of Novello’s
lodger in Norman Bates, the pale, hypersensitive stranger from the consummate Hitchcock
thriller Psycho
(1960), where Hitchcock loved to misdirect audiences and play games with them,
again transferring the 1920’s sexual inference with gay actor Anthony Perkins,
but Hitchcock always considered this morbid little film a delicious black
comedy, where Norman at one point utters “We all go a little mad
sometimes.” Despite its slow and languid
pace, certainly part of what’s so thrilling about experiencing this silent film’s
staggering originality and wildly ambitious scope is that it anticipates
Hitchcock’s forthcoming genius.
Note – At around the 3-minute mark Hitchcock’s back can be
seen by the audience working the telephones as a newspaper editor, and again just
a few minutes before the end he plays a spectator in the crowd, seen with his
left arm over an upper railing wearing a flat cap as an angry crowd tries to
attack the lodger, while his wife Alma Reville, the assistant director, also
makes a brief appearance, credited as a
woman listening to a wireless.
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