Film Review
One of the lost gems of early German cinema to have been rediscovered
and restored over the past decade is this doom-laden period melodrama,
a compelling and stylish production which does justice to the quality
of UFA's output during its productive heyday in the 1920s.
Zur Chronik von Grieshuss (a.k.a.
The Chronicles of the Grey House)
boasts an intelligent, well-constructed script by Thea von Harbou
(better known for her collaborations with her husband Fritz Lang), who
brings psychological depth and an unsettling modernity to her
adaptation of Theodor Storm's novel
Haus
ohne Tür und Fenster. Arthur von Gerlach was
the film's director, the second of just two films he directed (the
first being
Vanina oder Die
Galgenhochzeit, made three years previously), before his
premature death in 1925. Before he joined UFA, von Gerlach was an
experienced theatre director and was strongly influenced by the
expressionist movement, both of which are apparent in his masterful
work on his second film.
The film's distinctive sets, which add greatly to the ominous and
stifling feel of the piece, were contributed by Robert Herlth and
Walter Röhrig, who lent their talents to several important German
expressionistic films, most notably Robert Wiene's
Das Cabinet des Dr Caligari
(1920) and for F.W. Murnau's
Faust (1926). Like the
interior decor, the exterior landscape lends the film a tangible and
sustained aura of menace, bleakly anticipating the tragic events that
play out amidst a violent wind storm in the film's dramatic
climax. The forbidding moors of northern Germany are sparsely
inhabited by ancient castles resembling gigantic skulls in a desert,
beacons of terror and oppression for the serfs who exist merely to
serve the inhuman creatures that inhabit them. The aged and
unforgiving landowner Grieshuus is not so far removed from Count Orlok in Murnau's
Nosferatu (1922), a
monster devoid of human feeling who, bound by the
rules of tradition, must favour an evil son over the one who is
virtuous. As a grim omen of what lies in store, the film opens
with the starkest of death motifs, the sight of a peasant farmer
carrying a scythe towards a lone traveller who is later revealed to be
the sorry remnants of a man ill-used by Fate.
Whilst the sets and locations are expressionistic, the performances
are, surprisingly naturalistic, and this is what gives the film its
striking modernity. Scandinavian cinema - particularly the films
of Victor Sjöström and Mauritz Stiller - may have been a
strong influence on von Gerlach, evidenced by the palpable sense of
realism the actors bring to their portrayals and the importance the
marvellously photographed setting plays in the narrative. It is a
credit to the performances and design that the film retains its granite
realism even when it ventures into the supernatural, with some
convincingly realised effects adding rather than detracting from the
powerful human drama that unfolds before our eyes.
Zur
Chronik von Grieshuss is a hauntingly lyrical film endowed with
an unmistakable eerie charm. Its recent resurrection can only add
further lustre to Germany's slowly expanding treasure trove of silent
masterpieces.
© James Travers 2015
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Film Synopsis
In 17th century Germany, the elderly rich landowner Grieshuus of
Holstein has decided that his eldest son Hinrich will inherit his
entire estate. He has no fondness for his youngest son Detlev,
who is away in town studying law. Hinrich falls in love with
Bärbe, a serf's daughter. When his father hears of this he
threatens to disinherit Hinrich if he marries the girl. The young
man refuses to give up Bärbe and, on his father's death, the fortune that is rightfully
his passes to his younger brother. Hinrich's attempts to contest
his father's will creates further hostility between the two brothers,
which ends with Hinrich killing Detlev as his wife dies after giving
birth to a son. Some years later, Hinrich returns to the region
and is reunited with his son, but his troubles are far from
over...
© James Travers
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