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Metropolis.
I was offered the day off today yesterday at random. Judging by how late I slept, taking it was the right decision.
Metropolis. Ein film von Fritz Lang. 1927. Restored edition, 2010.
With the discovery of a copy of the film with more than 30 minutes' additional footage in Buenos Aires in 2008, Metropolis is now as close to Fritz Lang's original vision as it's going to get.
And, wow, what a vision it is.
The film runs two and a half hours in the restored version, and I think my mind was more or less blown by the first half hour. I knew the bare outlines of the plot--workers below, capitalist overlords above--but I had no idea about the details: Freder, the privileged son of Joh Fredersen, the master of Metropolis, falls in love with the worker-prophet Maria, who is kidnapped by the scientist Rotwang so he can give her likeness to his machine-man so that the machine-Maria can sow doubt and discord amongst workers and above-dwellers alike, because Rotwang hates Joh Fredersen. Maria is convinced Freder is the Mediator, the Heart who will mediate between the Brain (the upper classes) and the Hands (the workers) of Metropolis.
This makes the movie sound so logical! It's really not, it's pretty trippy, especially since it's a silent film. Everyone overacts (except the guy playing Joh Fredersen) and some scenes are so freaking Weimar Republic (particularly those in Yoshiwara's nightclub (mm, bonus orientalism!) and in the Eternal Garden)--no one knew how to throw a party like the Weimar Republic, seriously--and then the entire ending sequence is weirdly Christian, to the point where I'm pretty sure Disney's Hunchback of Notre Dame ripped it off more or less wholesale. Also if I knew German I could have lip-read the acting, which was interesting; I still caught a few lines like "Maria!" and "Vater!" Also Maria is basically the only woman in the film aside from Freder's mother Hel, who's dead. I wish I could be surprised by that. Instead I'll just say that overacting really contributes to slashiness--Freder/Josaphat in particular seemed pretty obvious, to the point where the male couple in front of me made some comments about it too. (Oh Philly, I love you.)
At this point the film is more of an artifact that a viable futurist text, even though there are clearly still futurist concerns animating it (and I would have loved to have
futuransky sitting next to me to put the film in context), but it's so interesting to see a wellspring of science fiction and anime unspooling up on the screen before your eyes. Every dystopian city in sf and anime since owes something to Metropolis, and some anime and sf owe almost everything. For instance, why do evil doubles in sf have more eyeliner? Because machine-Maria wears major eyeliner, that's why! Why did the machine-Maria look so familiar? Because she's in an OTW icon, that's why!
So, yes. I'm wonderfully glad that I finally saw the film, and in the excellent restoration. Will I ever watch it again? I don't know, once was probably enough. I do want to watch the Metropolis anime and rewatch the part of FMA: Conqueror of Shangri-La that has Fritz Lang in it, though.
Metropolis. Ein film von Fritz Lang. 1927. Restored edition, 2010.
With the discovery of a copy of the film with more than 30 minutes' additional footage in Buenos Aires in 2008, Metropolis is now as close to Fritz Lang's original vision as it's going to get.
And, wow, what a vision it is.
The film runs two and a half hours in the restored version, and I think my mind was more or less blown by the first half hour. I knew the bare outlines of the plot--workers below, capitalist overlords above--but I had no idea about the details: Freder, the privileged son of Joh Fredersen, the master of Metropolis, falls in love with the worker-prophet Maria, who is kidnapped by the scientist Rotwang so he can give her likeness to his machine-man so that the machine-Maria can sow doubt and discord amongst workers and above-dwellers alike, because Rotwang hates Joh Fredersen. Maria is convinced Freder is the Mediator, the Heart who will mediate between the Brain (the upper classes) and the Hands (the workers) of Metropolis.
This makes the movie sound so logical! It's really not, it's pretty trippy, especially since it's a silent film. Everyone overacts (except the guy playing Joh Fredersen) and some scenes are so freaking Weimar Republic (particularly those in Yoshiwara's nightclub (mm, bonus orientalism!) and in the Eternal Garden)--no one knew how to throw a party like the Weimar Republic, seriously--and then the entire ending sequence is weirdly Christian, to the point where I'm pretty sure Disney's Hunchback of Notre Dame ripped it off more or less wholesale. Also if I knew German I could have lip-read the acting, which was interesting; I still caught a few lines like "Maria!" and "Vater!" Also Maria is basically the only woman in the film aside from Freder's mother Hel, who's dead. I wish I could be surprised by that. Instead I'll just say that overacting really contributes to slashiness--Freder/Josaphat in particular seemed pretty obvious, to the point where the male couple in front of me made some comments about it too. (Oh Philly, I love you.)
At this point the film is more of an artifact that a viable futurist text, even though there are clearly still futurist concerns animating it (and I would have loved to have
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So, yes. I'm wonderfully glad that I finally saw the film, and in the excellent restoration. Will I ever watch it again? I don't know, once was probably enough. I do want to watch the Metropolis anime and rewatch the part of FMA: Conqueror of Shangri-La that has Fritz Lang in it, though.
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Thanks for the tip!! :)
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And you're welcome! It is unquestionably an experience.
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I left my copy to my kids, but it is the last edition that was released!
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Yeah, pretty much!
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I'm told this version is on Netflix, though...
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Also, glad to hear I'm not the only one who finds the Expressionist acting in Metropolis slashy. I've always had a soft spot for Freder/Worker 11811. ^^
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And yes, slashy as hell.
It was only in Philly for one week, and it was totally worth the hassle of getting in to make the screening. It was interesting, the theater was pretty full for 13:00 on a Monday, and we were clearly a little weird cult of people who'd come to see Metropolis.