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Scandi classic reminds me: I miss '60s cinema, 13 June 2011
Author:
lor_ from New York, New York
*** This review may contain spoilers ***
Danish auteur Henning Carlsen is still active and delivering
idiosyncratic cinema, but has yet to receive his due, after creating
classics like HUNGER, the definitive role for the late Per Oscarsson.
Based on a 1945 novel, PEOPLE MEET... is a wonderful example of '60s
New Wave technique -the "let's try anything" approach long since gone
out of favor.
Harriet Andersson gets one of her best roles as Sofia, a blonde, young
ballet dancer who beguiles blond Hans Madsen (Erik Wedersøe, terrific
in his screen debut) when they're sitting opposite each other on a
train ride. Hans can't get her attention, and his gaze wanders to
photos on the wall of the compartment, which cue flashbacks of his girl
friends.
Mithra (Lotte Horne) is his fiancée back in Skandeborg (a small Danish
town near Carlsen's birthplace, Aalborg). He's also still obsessed with
his ex-g.f. Evangeline (Lone Rode), now married to a bearded, goofy
Sjalof (Preben Neergaard, fabulous in the film's lead male role).
Carlsen adopts a helter-skelter structure mixing narrative, flashbacks,
fantasies and goof-ball whimsy (photos frequently coming to life to
comment silently on the action). He uses Silent Era tinting (in many
colors) of the black & white footage. There's one fleeting "red" color
shot, which presages the use of that effect in RAGING BULL and
SCHINDLER'S LIST.
Overall, I found this (akin to Ken Russell's famous and oft-ridiculed
"dying flash" collage biographies) an excellent way to adapt lengthy
and complex novels to the screen.
In just 95 minutes of running time, he covers a tremendous amount of
narrative, nearly always unpredictable. I will briefly summarize to
give a bit of the flavor: in one flashback Sjalof scares sexy wife
Evangeline with a knife, but freaks out, doing a Russian dance,
throwing the coffeemaker through a window and destroying the stove's
flue. Neighbor Devah (Eva Dahlbeck, Swedish superstar who's deceptively
small role proves important in late reels) comes down stairs to read
the riot act to the unruly couple.
Carlsen films this in three different languages: Danish, plus Swedish
spoken by his femme stars from Sweden, and everybody speaking English
when the story travels to Rio de Janeiro and later NYC. Odd
inter-titles are tossed in, in English, for example: "Could anything be
more erotic than a cigarette?".
SPOILERS AHEAD:
Eventually, after exchanging cigarettes, Madsen breaks the ice with
Sofia and before you know it, they're making love in the train's water
closet. After Madsen disembarks, catching another train to Skandeborg,
Harriet does a weird Eastern dance using hand gestures -typically
cryptic whimsy, and then gives her fans a satisfying topless scene (hot
stuff for 1967) as she has sex with (coincidence ALERT:) Sjalof, who's
boarded her train and instantly seduced her, cleanshaven here unlike
his flashbacks.
The AFI Catalog 1961-70 has amusing malapropisms in its synopsis for
the film: description of Sofia's train ride "to Rio de Janeiro" -that's
a neat trick to take a train from Denmark to South America! Instead she
accompanies Sjalof (undoubtedly by plane) to Rio where he introduces
her to his pal Ramon, who turns out to be an ex-stepfather of Sofia's,
who immediately tries to seduce her! Sjalof kills Ramon, and Sofia
helps him dispose of the body.
Harriet goes to work as a dancer at a high-class Rio brothel, and the
fans are treated to a fabulous production number featuring Harriet,
renamed "Anitra", in a black wig sexily dancing up a storm in
red-tinted footage. Sequence ends with her flying above the audience
Cirque du Soleil-style, and Carlsen cannot resist having her
fantasy-like ascend into Outer Space.
The brothel madam turns out to be an ex-mistress of Sofia's real
father, way back when, and his photo on the brothel wall comes to life
occasionally to stare disapprovingly at the action.
Sofia travels to NYC and acquires a sugar daddy, then executes an
inside job where a new boyfriend Slim (Eske Holm, the film's
choreographer) poses as a New Jersey fireman to rob said sugar daddy of
his money. The heist turns into another dance routine - Carlsen was
clearly under the sway here of Godard and his early '60s Nouvelle Vague
epics.
The point is that Sofia is a free spirit -that '60s creature Gone with
the Wind in these benighted times of Tea Party activism and kids
worried about their student loans. Yes, I was ultra-nostalgic for the
'60s by the time Carlsen finished saying his piece here.
Back in Denmark Madsen marries Mithra but it's an immediate failure.
Sjalof, his beard grown back, is back with wife Evangeline, who he's
put out on the streets as a hooker to support them. Dahlbeck turns out
to be Sofia's mom (!), not really a stretch for the viewer since we're
used to seeing these Swedish greats in so many Bergman films, together
or separately.
Sjalof kills Dahlbeck (who returns later on briefly as a ghost
accompanied by Ramon, her now dead ex-husband). Madsen leaves his wife
and travels to Rio in search of one-night (on a train) stand Sofia, but
dallies with a Black and an Oriental prostitute for a threesome at the
brothel. He ventures on to NYC, where Harriet is now a huge Broadway
dance star under the stage name Tomba Tomb, claiming to be a Russian
ballerina.
After we see the Victory Theatre on 42nd St. showing such forgotten
films as "Shameless Sex" and "Soho Strip" (latter not in IMDb), Madsen
has a fantasy dream of living happily ever after with Sofia in a menage
including the two mixed-combo whores from Rio!
Pic ends symmetrically with Harriet back on the initial train, raped by
a masked gunman, but enjoying it, feeding him chocolates après-sex. It
looks like Madsen under the mask, but she wakes up on the train alone.
One of a kind weirdness - my kind of lusty, energetic '60s movie.
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