La Commune (Paris, 1871)

La Commune (Paris, 1871)

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Peter Watkins’s La Commune (Paris, 1871) is a marginalized, disjointed, whirling dervish of utopian ideas and devil-may-care indulgence, as was its subject matter. I’m not sure what La Sept ARTE expected in commissioning Watkins to direct a TV film based off of an episode of French history the current world has an ambivalent attitude toward. (One of the enduring legacies of the Paris Commune would appear to be the fact that “The Internationale” was immortalized when its author was involved in the Commune.) Nor, for that matter, can I guess what sort of treatment Watkins expected to receive after having been through Edvard Munch. But I think Watkins, though he’d undoubtedly beg to differ, got the better end of the deal when the company unsurprisingly refused to make an attempt to slip a 555-minute behemoth into its programming schedule. (The international theatrical version is, in comparison, a sprightly 345—either cut probably feels nearly as long as the actual Commune’s brief, two-month stand.)

In an apparent attempt to beat his age-old nemesis—the hegemony and brain-numbing monotony of modern mass media—by deconstructing its language, Watkins puts TV news and essay filmmaking, Brecht and McLuhan, costume drama, and readers’ theater all into the time machine (e.g. the warehouse set for the film, where Watkins and his crew built a spare, almost Dogville representation of 19th Century Paris) and applies it to a fairly straightforward dialectic. While the official word from Versailles’s oppressive, pandering, state-run TV news consistently reminds France’s haves that the have-nots in Paris are perpetually mere days away from being run down by Prussians, inter-community squabbles or sheer, disorganized incompetence, the first-person “Commune TV” (think PBS, only giving itself over to nothing but breaking news) presents…well, pretty much the same story, only with a lot more nuance and political fire and brimstone. It’s a brilliantly simple conceit that creates an instantaneous beehive of colliding concepts. As McLuhan himself might quip, it strikes while the media’s hot.

Watkins’s Commune inhabitants are invited to wedge themselves comfortably within the film’s idiosyncrasies (his intertitles frequently address current-day media issues as they do narrate the story of the Commune’s rise and fall), and so they step in and out of character frequently. The only thing Watkins didn’t do, one surmises, is hypnotize his cast as did Herzog for Heart of Glass. Not that it would have been necessary, as there are clearly a few actors who took their roles home with them. Toward their final stand, one curly-haired little diva upbraids the Commune TV reporters for “covering” their plight instead of joining them. Declaring an end to television as a whole, she raises her musket into the lens of the camera and seemingly stares down television, Watkins, the audience itself. It’s an almost nonchalantly iconic moment, an accidental moment of an actor in a purported ensemble piece seeing the spotlight and diving for it. Ironically, it’s also one of the few moments in the film that clearly uses the language of “corrupt” media, favoring erotics over semiotics.

Then again, what would the Commune be without its distinct voices? And maybe La Commune‘s crucial place in the Watkins canon can be attributed to the notion that its marginalization was, essentially, the only way it could ever hope to achieve immortality. Like the citizens of the Commune, whose ideas failed in practice but remain attractive in the wake of their martyrdom, Watkins’s film will likely remain a preeminent asterisk in the history of documentary hybrids, even as it couldn’t ever hope to reach the same audience who lap up the work of Michael Moore or Morgan Spurlock (formal junk food next to Watkins’s 100% pure roughage). La Commune‘s target audience need to feel they’re making a statement of individuality and rage against the dreaded “dream factory” just by committing to see the film. Neat trick, actually: bulking up cinematic passive-aggressiveness by complementing it with political activism.

Image/Sound

Aside from being a matted, non-anamorphic presentation with burned-in English subtitles, I was actually impressed that First Run didn't screw this one up very badly. Admittedly, it would've been easy to give La Commune a shabby transfer and let the film itself mask the deficiencies, as it's shot with video cameras that are supposed to give off the impression of vintage newscasts from, if not 1871, at least the mid-1960s. The sound is a little hollow, but that's inherent in the source. Even the non-anamorphic aspect isn't disastrous, as the subtitles don't dip below the bottom of the film's frame, so using your TV to zoom in is an option.

Extras

Aside from the Watkins biography and his typically comprehensive (to say the least) discussion guide (with a link to his homepage and its reams and reams of further reading), there is a bonus third disc with Geoff Bowie's documentary The Universal Clock, covering not only Watkins at work on La Commune (and showing that, yes, he indeed directs as seriously as he writes-appearing to expect nothing less than total political commitment from his entire crew) but also the vapid world of "educational" media exchange at work, with producers talking about selling their ideas to the entire world and openly confirming Watkins's suspicions of marginalizing anything they don't consider salable in 23- or 47-minute blocks (the "universal clock"). At its best, it's a soft-sell Watkins sermon.

Overall

Regardless of whether you think Watkins is one of the only committed cinematic activists or that he's a smart but completely inaccessible conspiracy-theorist relic of the '60s, there's little doubting that La Commune is a grand summation of his sensibilities.

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Specifications
  • DVD-Video
  • Two-Disc Set
  • Dual-Layer Discs
  • Region 1
  • Aspect Ratio
  • 1.33:1 Masked Widescreen
  • Dolby Digital Formats
  • French 1.0 Mono
  • DTS
  • None
  • Subtitles & Captions
  • English Subtitles
  • Special Features
  • The Universal Clock by Geoff Bowie
  • Peter Watkins Biography
  • Discussion Guide
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    DVD
    Release Date
    October 24, 2006
    Distributor
    First Run Features
    Runtime
    345 min
    Rating
    NR
    Year
    2000
    Director
    Peter Watkins
    Screenwriter
    Agathe Bluysen, Peter Watkins
    Cast
    Eliane Annie Adalto. Pierre Barbieux, Bernard Bombeau, Maylis Bouffartigue, Geneviève Capy, Anne Carlier, Véronique Couzon, Piotr Daskiewicz, Nicole Defer, Caroline Esnard-Benoit, Roland Fontaine, Przermyslaw Galkiewicz, Jean-Michel Gallois, Joachim Gatti, Jean Giacinti, Virginie Guibbaud, Armelle Hounkanin, Catherine Humbert, Steve Kreisler, Lucette Labreuil, Michel Labreuil, Rémy Le Champion, Jean Legal, Elisabeth Lemaitre, Gaston Lepage, Manon Lepage, Micheline Letourneur, Béatrice Mandelbrot, Elsy Mandelbrot, Leila Mandelbrot, Tilly Mandelbrot, Samy Nogaro, Laurent Parisi, Aurélia Petit, Flora Pierre, Marek Przbyla, Prune Sauvageot, Pascal Schiltz, Zinedine Vergnaud, Gérard Watkins