Eclipse 1974: Vive le Tour!

Oh, this is a documentary about that bicycle thing?

Louis Malle, Louis Malle… It’s such a familiar name, but I can’t quite remember… he’s done a bunch of movies I’ve seen, right?

Aaah! My Dinner with Andre. Of course.

But I think that’s basically the only movie of his I’ve seen?

Oh, and Au revoir les enfants, which has a weirdo name up there.

This is mostly about bikers hydrating, peeing and getting into accidents. It’s like a… Tragedy of the Bikers.

I’m guessing Malle wasn’t really into sports?

It looks great, though.

And it’s funny.

Vive le Tour!. Louis Malle. 1962.

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Eclipse 1930: その夜の妻

OK, I’m slightly drunk, but I have no idea what this movie is about. It started off with a robbery, but now I’m lost.

The bag-of-presumably-cold-water-or-ice-hanging-on-a-string treatment for fever never really took off outside of Japan, did it?

It does sound nice, though.

I like bits of this, but… it’s really not that interesting? It looks like it was made in less than a week (and that includes writing the script).

That Night’s Wife. Yasujirô Ozu. 1930.

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Eclipse 1930: 朗かに歩め

This is one of seven movies Ozu made in 1930.

It seemed like 35% of all Japanese men looked exactly like this — that stache, those glasses, that hairdo, that collar, that tie — before WWII (according to movies), and then 0% afterwards? It’s a very distinctive look, signifying upper class functionary, I guess?

I.e., EEEEVIL.

So evil!

This is a fun movie, but it’s obviously been churned out on a schedule: It doesn’t really make that much sense, and everything just looks a bit rushed — as if it’s the first take on everything.

Walk Cheerfully. Yasujirô Ozu. 1930.

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Eclipse 1955: L’angelo bianco

Oh, right — this is the sequel to Matarazzo previous movie, so first we get reacquainted with the characters.

Aww.

This is so over the top.

This is a pretty weird movie. I mean, it doesn’t even make a stab at having an existence as a separate entity: It’s basically “and then what happened to these characters after the previous movie is…”

And since that movie ended with a very dramatic ending with both the villain and the central character dying, it’s… very odd?

It’s like making a movie about what happened after Hamlet ended.

Hamlet II: This Time There’s Almost Nobody Left Alive!

So it’s about the father’s new wife and her daughter?

Oh! Spoilers!

They killed off the new wife and the daughter… so this movie is gonna be about the father getting back together with the nun and then having a new son?

Is that gonna be it?

If so, that’s a pretty audacious level of crassness.

Like most people who aren’t Italian, the only older (50s and earlier) Italian movies I’ve seen are basically the neo realist movies (Bicycle Thieves etc) and Fellini etc. If this movie is any indication, they were really cookin’: I mean, the cinematography, the lighting, the sets, the editing, and, of course, the actors are all amazing. It looks great!

But no — this movie has a way weirder plot than I imagined? It’s about… the nuns doppelganger and the troubles she lands in.

Which is pretty bizarre.

Matarazzo’s movies were huge box office smashes at the time, and then dismissed as pap, and then apparently rediscovered several times. And I can see why: These movies have a really distinctive point of view, and they look really stylish, and are totally over the top.

So I’m happy that Criterion made this box set — these movies are interesting in many ways. But they’re also (I’m sorry to say) kinda boring? Matarazzo isn’t Douglas Sirk. But he’s kinda close, which makes me want to love these movies, but I just don’t. Sirk’s melodramas are really smart, and these melodramas are kinda stupid.

The White Angel. Raffaello Matarazzo. 1955.

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