The Page Turner, The Lives of Others
May 15th, 2007Saw two movies this weekend, both excellent.
Firs, The Page Turner (La tourneuse de pages). Little pianist girl Mélanie fails her entrance exam to a music school after she is interrupted by one of the judges signing an autograph in the middle of her performance. Mélanie abandons her music career, graduates from high school, applies for an internship at a law firm, ingratiates herself with the firm’s boss, and gradually works her way to become a close friend of his family. And of course, the boss’s wife is the famous concert pianist Ariane Fouchécourt, whose ill-timed autograph made Mélanie fail the exam so many years ago.
You know that Mélanie is out for revenge. You know it will be something quite horrible. But Mélanie’s enigmatic smile tells you nothing; her actions — for a while, at least — are perfectly peaceful. So the anticipation builds and builds and builds. Mélanie measures out her punishment in deliberate, small doses, just enough to totally wreck the lives of her victims. The movie handles the tension and anticipation beautifully.
Plus, excellent acting, excellent music (apparently Catherine Frot, who plays Ariane, really played the music her character is portrayed as playing). Excellent movie on pretty much all levels.
Second, The Lives of Others (Das Leben der Anderen). The movie starts in 1984 East Germany; Gerd Wiesler is an idealistic, experienced, highly skilled Stasi agent who truly believes in communism. Georg Dreyman is a playwright — ostensibly, the only good playwright in East Germany who publicly supports Honecker’s regime. When they meet, Wiesler begins to suspect Dreyman, down inside, might not be as good a communist as he looks; and soon, he is given an order to start spying on Dreyman. So Wiesler wires up Dreyman’s apartment with microphones, and starts listening, 24 hours a day. As the operation progresses, both Dreyman and Wiesler (listening in) become increasingly disillusioned with the East German regime: the government blacklists talented artists, a lecherous government minister goes after Dreyman’s girlfriend, and so forth. Wiesler’s role gradually changes from meticulously recording Dreyman’s life to protecting Dreyman from Stasi suspicion; meanwhile, Dreyman is completely unaware of Wiesler’s existence, and even of the fact that his apartment is bugged.
In all areas, it was a good movie. The one thing that bugged me was the correlation between weight and personality. The fatter the character is in The Lives of Others, the more evil he is. Odd symbolism, but it seemed to work fine.





