Film Review
Orson Welles's striking visualisation of Shakespeare's
Othello is a characteristically
stark and brooding affair that, once seen, is never forgotten. It
is a profoundly unsettling piece, having the expressionistic nightmare
feel of the director's subsequent great work
The
Trial (1962) and the bleak other-worldly poetry of his
earlier Shakespeare adaptation,
Macbeth (1948). Some
may cringe at the sight of a white man blacking up to play the title
character, but Welles's portrayal of Othello is almost as laudable as
his direction, one that seethes with pathos and a manic vitality.
There is a darkness, ferocity and visceral intensity to this film
that transcends anything seen in Welles's other cinematic
creations, putting it on a par with his
most highly regarded work,
Citizen Kane (1942).
And yet this was not an easy film to make. Whereas Welles was
able to knock out
Macbeth in
three weeks, it took him four years to complete
Othello. When his Italian
sponsor went bankrupt early into the shoot, Welles had to put the
filming on hold so that he could raise the funds to complete it.
His appearances in Carol Reed's
The Third Man (1949) and Henry
King's
Prince of Foxes (1949)
were motivated primarily from the necessity to make money to complete
his work on
Othello.
The stop-start production that beset
Othello
is all-too noticeable in the end product, particularly in the
aggressive editing and use of cut-aways to disguise the absence of
actors in key scenes. This lends an uneven, slightly
confused feel that, strangely, serves the film well. The
disjointed narrative emphasises the psychotic character of the
duplicitous Iago (superbly portrayed by a longstanding Welles associate
Micheál MacLiammóir) and Othello's descent into rampaging
paranoiac fury. The bravura expressionistic cinematography
further heightens the drama, providing a bold visual metaphor for the
complex dual nature of Iago and Othello, the whiteness of life and hope
gradually obliterated by an all consuming blackness that pours from the
dark centre of the villain's twisted soul. Notice how the
recurring criss-cross motif of trellis and shadows ensnare each of Iago's victims one
by one, as though they were mere flies caught in a spider's web.
Iago ultimately suffers the same fate, imprisoned in a lattice cage in
the film's haunting prologue, which depicts the aftermath of the
tragedy with a funeral procession that is shot almost entirely in silhouette.
In common with many of Orson Welles's directorial offerings,
Othello was not a commercial
success when it was first released. It was however well-received
by the critics and was co-winner of the coveted Palme d'Or at Cannes in
1952 (sharing the award with Renato Castellani's now all-but-forgotten
Two Cents Worth of Hope). The
film languished in obscurity for many decades, even when Welles's other
great films were resurrected and came to be regarded as unequivocal
masterpieces. The re-release of
Othello
in 1992 finally earned the film the acclaim it deserved and firmly
established it as one of Welles's finest achievements.
© James Travers 2010
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Next Orson Welles film:
Touch of Evil (1958)
Film Synopsis
Othello is a courageous general in the Venetian army, renowned for his
many military victories against Venice's enemies. But not
everyone approves of his success. A dark-skinned Moroccan, he is
suspected of using witchcraft to compel the fair Desdemona to marry
him. Iago, whom he considers one of his most trustworthy
subordinates, loathes him because he has favoured a rival, Cassio, over
him. Realising that jealousy is Othello's greatest weakness, Iago
conceives a vile plan that will destroy both Cassio and his
general. By stealing a handkerchief from Desdemona's bedchamber
and placing it in Cassio's possession, Iago persuades Othello that
Cassio has been having an adulterous affair with his supposedly
unblemished wife. Othello reacts precisely as Iago had
anticipated. Consumed by a whirlwind of raging passion, he
resolves to kill Desdemona...
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