Laurence Olivier’s Hamlet

Sunday, 6 May 2007

A part of this view­ing list: Criterion Collection Spine #82: Laurence Olivier’s Hamlet.
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Laurence Olivier did re­mark­ably well in his trans­plant of Hamlet to the sil­ver screen. Although the trans­plant in­volved a gas­tric by­pass of much of the play’s text, Olivier mit­i­gated this omis­sion by in­spired cam­er­a­work. Terrence Rafferty’s Criterion es­say sug­gest that the cam­era is God’s eye view of the ac­tion, and while this is on the right track, I think it is slightly more com­pli­cated; I posit that the cam­er­a­work in just about every scene is dri­ven by the char­ac­ter whose will dom­i­nates. Thus, a slight pan to re­veal an empty chair tells the viewer that Ophelia is think­ing about Hamlet, and a spi­ral­ing track-out cul­mi­nates in­side of Hamlet’s head as he be­gins his most fa­mous so­lil­o­quy.
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This re­view isn’t go­ing to be about the act­ing, or the play it­self, but the strengths of the adap­ta­tion. The film al­lows in­ter­pre­ta­tions and ef­fects that were not pos­si­ble in the­atri­cal re­leases. Hamlet’s so­lil­o­quys of­ten be­gin in­ter­nally, through voice-over, and only emerge into diegetic vo­cal­iza­tion as his ten­sion mounts. Then there are the vi­sual ef­fects, like the open­ing se­quence that shows a skull on the castle, that, as the cam­era zooms in, is re­vealed to be the king’s bed­room, and the eerie phan­tom of the dead king him­self. To be sure, the film’s adap­ta­tion is not per­fect. When Shakespeare gets self-re­flex­ive and mocks his con­tem­po­rary the­atre-go­ers, the groundlings, the anachro­nism is jar­ring, more so even than it would be in mod­ern the­atri­cal per­for­mances.
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Much more could be done with set pieces as well, where film-the­ater-pas­toral-tragic-com­i­cal pro­duc­tions like Busby Berkeley’s are no­to­ri­ous for the im­pos­si­ble POV shots that the chore­o­graphed se­quences are filmed in, Olivier’s use of deep-fo­cus and spare but pow­er­ful cam­era move­ment do more to em­pha­size the dis­tance be­tween the char­ac­ters, cre­ate dom­i­nant lines of sight like cross­fire and re­veal hid­den dan­gers in every cup, torch and stair­case. The crys­tal clar­ity of many of the shots that are dri­ven by Hamlet’s will nearly con­vinced me that he truly was a mad­man. It isn’t sur­pris­ing that this film won 4 Academy Awards.
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The Road Home

Thursday, 9 May 2002

5.9.02 INT. KEOUGH HALL RM 435 1:00pm DAY

all of the mar­mosets are gone, and so am i. this won’t be up­dated un­til i am back on the 20th. for those of you who want to know, here is my sum­mer read­ing list as it stands now (feel free to add to it).

  • fritz leiber;
  • art of zen and mo­tor­cy­cle main­te­nance;
  • lord of the flies;
  • 1984;
  • catcher in the rye;
  • the art of war;
  • book of five rings by miyamoto musashi;
  • den­nis mck­ier­nan;
  • clock­work or­ange;
  • high fi­delity;
  • on the road;
  • ham­let;
  • con­fed­er­acy of dunces;
  • gin­ger­man;
  • the naked and the dead;
  • good omens;
  • ridicu­lous rhymes (roald dahl);
  • at­las shrugged;
  • f scott fitzger­ald this side of par­adise;
  • some­thing by hem­ing­way

to­day i am road­trip­pin’

lis­ten­ing to The Road Home (a com­pi­la­tion CD i made)