THE EDGE OF THE WORLD A
Great Britain (81
mi) 1937
d: Michael Powell
The seabirds were
its first owners, and now the seabirds have it for their own again.
―Andrew Gray (Niall MacGinnis)
Among the truly rare and exceptional film experiences that
are most memorable would have to include this film, a poignant elegy to the
death of a community, featuring some of the most stunning black and white photography
ever seen of life on an island off the coast of Scotland, accented by dramatic
cliffs and treacherous seas, with humans, like mountain goats, daring to scale
these rocky vistas with ease, turning this into a beautiful mix of naturalism
and documentary, with utterly surreal moments that elevate what little story
there is to a landscape accentuated tone poem.
Framed nearly entirely in flashback, it depicts the last of the island
survivors, having to choose between the harsh and often barren soil that can’t
sustain itself and returning to an easier life on the mainland. To that end it’s similar to the choices being
made in Julie Dash’s Daughters
of the Dust (1991), absent the historical slave connections. Due to an often ferocious ocean, mail
delivery travel between the mainland and the island is reduced to just once a
year, in effect cutting them off from the rest of the world, having to go it
alone, dependent upon their own hard work and self-reliance. Inspired by the story of the evacuation of
St. Kilda in 1930, the most remote island group in Britain, a place of
seemingly inaccessible rocky crags rising up from the sea, but for thousands of
years it was a thriving community.
Powell kept a newspaper clipping of the story in his pocket for six
years, determined to turn the story into a film. Working as a still photographer for Alfred
Hitchcock in early British silent films Champagne
(1928) and Blackmail
(1929), Powell claims he suggested the climactic ending of the latter film,
where he and Hitchcock remained lifelong friends. Between 1931 and 1936, Powell directed 23
films, up to seven per year, basically mastering his craft, though according to
the director all are forgettable, described as quota quickies, hour-long films
that satisfied Britain’s legal requirement to screen a minimum quota of British
films. So this is truly his first
personal project, gathering together a cast and crew, like the director at the
beginning of King
Kong (1933), utilizing only those willing to spend months on an expedition
to one of the most remote and isolated parts of the United Kingdom, filming on
the island of Foula in the Shetland Isles (the northernmost inhabited site in
the British Isles, as St. Kilda was considered too dangerous, where the Gaelic language
had to be abandoned), where what was most essential was capturing the raw
natural beauty of the location.
Style wise, achieving exceptionally high production values using
low budget methods, the film resembles the social realism of Dovzhenko’s EARTH
(1930), especially the depiction of a working class drama, accentuating the
harsh and barren conditions of working the land in such a remote region, showing
the tilling of the soil, the work in the fields, the herding of sheep over
rocky plateaus, and the hardscrabble life on the island, showing plenty of
closeups of faces, all set in a world of cold austere beauty, almost like a
Dreyer film, viewed as a working collective, eternally anguished by existential
questions, with the men convening from time to time in a democratic parliament to
voice their views about what to do, as food was shared throughout the
community, taking care of the sick and old.
On St. Kilda, fishing was considered too dangerous, as many were drowned
with their boats overturning just a few hundred feet from shore, instead they
captured seabirds, which the island had in abundance, with the men lowering
themselves on ropes from the clifftops, or climbing up the rocks from boats. Islanders became expert climbers, something
they learned in their youth. The wind on
the island was so strong that sheep and cattle were routinely blown off the
cliffs, while the sounds of the waves beating against the cliffs was so loud it
left villagers deaf for a week. Trees
could not grow there, and what few crops were planted often became polluted
with salt water. In the Roman era,
believing the world was flat, St. Kilda was considered the last place on earth,
with sailors viewing a giant wall rising from the sea, a reminder to explorers
that this was as far as they could go. This
image opens the film, with massive cliffs appearing just above the waves, as a
man (Michael Powell himself) and woman (Frankie Reidy, Powell’s future wife of
forty years) are on a yacht sailing to the island, intent on staying overnight,
against the advice of the sea captain, Andrew Gray (Niall MacGinnis), visiting
a shoreline grave marker, with the captain recounting the story of the island
in flashback. How this begins is interesting,
however, as Andrew is haunted by a flood of ghosts, the former inhabitants of
the island, who stream across his line of vision, adding a touch of the
surreal. Additionally, there is an
extremely dramatic orchestral score that includes an all woman’s choir (The
Women of the Glasgow Orpheus Choir) conducted by Hugh Robertson that is not
only operatic, but often feels otherworldly, along with a dire opening intertitle
sequence that precedes the opening credits:
The slow shadow of Death is falling
on the outer isles of Scotland. [scrolls up] This is the story of one of them ―
and all of them. When the Roman Fleet
first sailed round Britain they saw from the Orkneys a distant island, like a
blue haze across a hundred miles of sea. They called it ― “ULTIMA THULE” [main title]
THE EDGE OF THE WORLD
Using three cameramen, Monty Berman (fired early on), Skeets
Kelly, and Ernest Palmer, where men are seen as tiny specks climbing over the
tops of cliffs, dwarfed by the immensity of their surroundings, a community
setting is introduced in the tiny, claustrophobic confines of a church, with
people arriving from all across the island, a scene beautifully recreated by
Terence Davies in 2016 Top
Ten List #7 Sunset Song, with a pastor (Grant Sutherland) speaking a common
theme of brotherhood. With only three
dozen people left, surviving on sheep and fish, the story concerns two
families, the Mansons and the Grays, where Peter Manson (John Laurie) is the overly
stern island patriarch, with a gruff exterior to match the hardness of the
island, while his daughter Ruth (Belle Chrystall) is apparently the catch of
the island, devoted to her father yet sensuous, exerting a feminine allure,
though she behaves more like a movie star, hair always in place, wearing plenty
of makeup. Her twin brother is Robbie
(Eric Berry), whose best friend Andrew Gray is his sister’s boyfriend. The threesome enjoys laying on the grass on
the bluffs overlooking the sea, arguing the eternal question, whether to go (to
the mainland) or stay. Peter and his son
Robbie are staunchly in favor of staying, while Andrew and his father, always
playing second fiddle to Peter, the easier to get along with James Gray (Finlay
Currie), constantly seen smoking a pipe, are more inclined to move to the mainland. The boys get in heated battle where the only
way to settle the matter is retreating to the old ways, in a run up the rocky
cliffs with no ropes, and may the better man win. Despite the danger, the fathers agree, and
the entire community comes out to watch an exciting duel between two of the
strongest lads on the island, set at the bottom by boat, having to claw their
way up to the top. Despite explicit
instructions at the outset describing the routes they would take, Robbie makes
a dangerous life-altering change, getting stuck under the thunderous streams of
a waterfall, hanging on for dear life, and then falling before help can arrive.
This tragedy only intensifies the island’s divisions, as Andrew has literally
no chance with Ruth, as her father refuses to speak to him, where his silence
literally drives Andrew off the island, returning to the mainland. In his absence, Ruth learns she’s pregnant
and delivers a newborn without Andrew’s knowledge. Due to the scarcity of mail deliveries, she
resorts to placing messages in a bottle, helped by her father, particularly
when the baby contracts diphtheria and could die without a doctor’s
intervention. Unbelievably, one of the
messages gets through, with Andrew sailing through an epic storm to rescue Ruth
and their baby, which remains to this day one of the better ocean storm scenes
ever filmed, filled with dramatic intensity, creating a life or death
urgency. Finally forced to capitulate,
even Peter agrees to be moved off the island, petitioning the government for
aid in a monumental Noah’s ark style transport, where everybody and everything
is moved off the island, leaving it deserted and undisturbed. Even how that is depicted is a moving finale
and a fitting climax.
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