What makes the masters of twentieth century cinema great was
the ambitiousness of their project. Kurosawa’s Ikiru (“To Live”), Bergman’s Wild Strawberries and The Seventh Seal,
Fellini’s La Dolce Vita, Mizoguchi's Ugetsu and Antonioni’s L’avventura don’t shy away from
grappling with life and death. Truly the twentieth century’s so-called art
cinema is the equivalent of the Elizabethan- Jacobean era in theater and several
directors reach the height of Shakespeare in the breadth and complexity of
their visions. The great Indian director Satyajit Ray was one of these. The
first of his Apu Trilogy, Pather Panchali, currently playing in
repertoire with his other two Apu films (Aparajito
and Apu Sansar) at Film Forum, is
unabashedly about the perception of life. It’s an eye opener to the extent that
its central character Apu (Subir Banerjee) literally has his eye opened to
reality when his sister Durga (played alternately by Runki Banerjee and Uma
Dasgupta) pries his lid open to awaken him for school. Starting slowly the film
builds its leitmotifs like a great symphony. Apu’s father Harihar (Kana
Banerjee) is a writer and dreamer who can’t make a living to support his
family. Durga is a bit of a thief, but for the good cause of nourishing her aged
toothless auntie, Indir (Chunibala Devi). Sarbajaya, the mother (Karuna
Banerjee) is slowly bending under the burden of feeding and clothing her family.
But there’s a melancholy beauty to the proceedings. A seller of sweets appears
at their door, along with beggars, and the children’s images are reflected in a
lily covered pond as they follow him to the house of a less impoverished neighbor.
In one of the films most compelling scenes, Apu and Durga make their way through
a field of fronds, following overhead power lines in their search for the
train, which they have heard but never seen. On the way back, they experience
death for the first time, as they come upon Indir’s lifeless body and her
signature water can rolls away. Is Ray estheticizing poverty? Joyce
famously said, "sentimentality is unearned emotion." Pather Pachali is a real
tear jerker, but the emotion is earned in spades. If one were to ask how, the
answer might reside in a timeless moral dimension that goes beyond questions of class. The rich and the poor both make decisions that shape their lives
forever and at the end that’s exactly what happens to Apu when he finds an stolen necklace and tosses it
into a pond.There’s a
certain moment in the experience of a truly great work of art when both its
creator and its audience are jumping off a cliff. The viewer lets go
because the artist has jumped and the effect is so profound that it defies
encapsulation. The first of Ray’s trilogy is literally about everything. Its
childhood world will remind you of other masterpieces of cinema (for example, Fanny and Alexander). But ultimately there’s no way to
reduce the drama to its plot. Art has been deployed in the service of existence
and the rest, to quote the playwright, is silence. Don’t miss the chance to view these films as they were
intended to be seen, on a big screen, in a theater, in the company of others.
Monday, May 11, 2015
Satyajit Ray’s Pather Panchali
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