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PARALLAX VIEW: The Incredible Montage
'Loaded' image: a terror face - victim or aggressor?
A DVD debut of a stunning piece of cinema.
Don't miss DVD Savant's The Parallax View DVD Review.
Much to the surprise of Hollywood, Alan J. Pakula's The Parallax View was a boxoffice success in
1974. Twelve years earlier, audiences had shyed away from the 'serious' thriller The Manchurian Candidate,
even as critics celebrated it. The James Bond years were just beginning. Spies, assassins, and incredible conspiracies
were to become the realm of fantasy and light adventure, even comedy, not political reality. Parallax
concerned itself seriously with its paranoid
theme, and didn't even develop a romance for its star Warren Beatty. Uncharacteristically intelligent, it built
upon the foundation of Manchurian Candidate to create a new subgenre: the Post-Watergate conspiracy
thriller.
What made Parallax different was its approach. Its outlandish tale of a nefarious corporation manipulating
American poliitics was treated not as a fantasy, not as merely possible, but as something probable. The
legacy of Watergate was just forming and Parallax expressed it loud
and clear: Americans no longer trusted their government, their media news, their own history. The
Pentagon Papers had documented that Congress had been railroaded into Vietnam with intentional
lies and hoaxes. The JFK assassination theories were stronger than ever. The killings
of Martin Luther King and Robert Kennedy had been speedily 'resolved' as the work of independent rogues. The
public suspected that at best, the whole truth wasn't being told, and at worst, the real killers had been
covered up. One very disturbing theory explained Sirhan Sirhan, the killer of R.F.K., as a progammed
assassin-patsy, and argued that the 'fantasy' premise of The Manchurian Candidate was
an actuality!
Even if the mildest assassination theory were true, Hollywood provided a cultural smokescreen that made all such
ideas seem like nonsense. Superspy fantasies like Our
Man Flint and The Silencers reduced cloak-and-dagger subject matter to the level of absurdity. In this climate,
The Manchurian Candidate's followup feature, Seven Days in May, seemed by comparison to be taking itself far
too seriously. When the U.S.S. Pueblo was seized in North Korean waters as a spy vessel, it was generally assumed by
Americans that Korea's claim was ridiculous, no matter what the evidence. Most of America was politically complacent
and trusting of those in charge. The Government
had its problems, of course. But allegations of illegal plots by any combination of the government, the
military, or corporate America were discounted as the ravings of left-wing, anti-American crackpots and subversives.
The chaos that was Hollywood in the early '70's spawned a strong streak of liberal filmmaking:
Medium Cool, The
Candidate, Hearts and Minds. Producer / star Warren Beatty, who previously had imparted a French New Wave flavor
to Bonnie and Clyde, gave Parallax a remote, Antonioni-like sense of alienation. Characters fail to relate
and then disturbingly disappear. In an extension of earlier Film Noir effects, the Panavision image is splintered into
an endless succession of fragmented spaces. Long lenses and shallow focus isolate protagonist reporter Beatty in
corners of the frame, wedged between unrecognizable blocks of foreground architecture. And for the film's centerpiece,
Beatty commissioned a freestanding film-within-a-film, one of the most remarkable montages ever cut for a Hollywood feature.
In The Parallax View, reporter Beatty penetrates the mysterious Parallax Corporation, and as part of
their recruiting process finds himself being shown (subjected to?) a 'special' short film in a theater seat wired
to measure his emotional reactions. He's already taken a multiple-choice psychological
test (right out of Psych 101) designed to identify violent, volatile applicants. Now he is seated in longshot, the
sole occupant of a huge auditorium, and the house lights dim while a voice calmly instructs him to keep his hands on
the wired armrests. We see no closeups of Beatty; these instructions might as well be directed at us, because we
too are sitting in a darkening theater, with no idea what we are about to be shown.
It's a bizarre moment that is remindful of a number of 'interactive' precedents. The rigged chairs for the 'Percepto'
effect of The Tingler come to mind. Also, on Sunset Boulevard in Hollywood was a theater called The Preview
House where each seat had buttons in the armrests to measure viewer responses to movies and commercials. Beatty's Guinea
Pig situation might also remind us of the mindbending torture endured by agent Harry Palmer in
The Ipcress File, or the involuntary
reprogramming undergone by Droog Alex in A Clockwork Orange.
The insidious crimes Parallax has already committed give the viewer a strange feeling. Will Beatty be tortured by some
unknown kind of Ipcress or Ludovico process? What horrible things is this movie going to contain? Like Peeping
Tom, the line between voyeur / participant is blurred when we realize we are to experience the film exactly as
Beatty experiences it. There is an unspoken cinematic tension, an element of danger. Remember those Red Asphalt
- style gore movies we were shown (subjected to?) for our own good in High School? Remember the dread / thrill
of anticipating what we might see?
What we experience in Parallax is a short film constructed of still images and printed text titles, cut
to music in a montage
style not unlike experimental films of the 1960's. Along with the fads of split-screen and shallow-focus
lyricism, by 1970 the form had worked its way into TV commercials. Indeed, no film-school screening was without
its 'message' montage, cut to rock music and, depending on the artiste, compelling or insulting in its use of
images. Not exactly Eisenstein kinema-dialectics, not exactly Godard agit-prop, a typical example is Wipe Out,
where the surf guitar song becomes sinister when accompanied by rapid-fire images of everything presumed bad in
American life, from consumer greed to Levittown housing.
At first, Parallax' montage seems like one of these. Soothing music is heard behind harmonious
iconographic images familiar from Life Magazine - style photo layouts. Pictures of sweet old ladies and hardworking
farmers accompany the titles 'MOM' and 'DAD.' Similiar stereotypical images follow title cards for 'GOD', 'LOVE',
'HAPPINESS', and so forth. The music starts to become more upbeat and dynamic, and the visual pace quickens as the
same categories are revisited with new visuals and repeats of the old ones. This is going
somewhere, we can tell . . . Odd cuts slip in, that don't seem to fit the categories, either because they are too
fast to 'read', or contain disturbing content - lynchings, children in peril, the blurred, frighful face of a
terrorized woman.
Soon the images are coming too fast for us to 'categorize' them. Each image has its own
emotional reaction, some of which raise the hair on one's neck - Nazis, for instance, next to the Pope.
Confusion sets in as images are repeated in contexts which change their meanings. Photos of people having sex,
and stacks of coins are pleasing against the title 'HAPPINESS' but become unsettling when juxtaposed with images
of what seem to be torture victims and political oppression.
Also, identical pictures appear to change 'without
changing.' The impression made by a
sweet rural mother changes when placed before shots of filthy, impovershed children. When placed in a context of
persecution, her very expression seems to change too - a sensitive viewer knows his reactions are being manipulated,
sculpted by the cutting. A portrait of George Washington is distastefully intercut with Nazi iconography, which seems
artificially crude until the portrait is revealed as being displayed on a wall side-by-side with a Swastika (of a Klan member?).
The demon cartoon image.
Just when chaos seems total, the montage maker brings a unifying theme to the forefront. Each wave of buzzword
concepts has ended with the title 'ME.' 'ME' has been evolving, from a happy baby, to an abused boy, to
the imprisoned victim of tyrants and racists. Increasingly disturbing groupings equate the American flag, Hitler,
MacArthur, the Pope, and a comic-book demon. Images of poverty, sex, and racial murder tumble forward. Repeated flags and
patriotic icons drive home the message that "America is in trouble, the family is in trouble." Only when 'ME' becomes
a hammer-swinging Nordic avenger (the comic-book character Thor) does the ANSWER arrive to end all the ideological trauma.
The Parallax Audition film is presented as a psychological litmus test for potential assassins. What it really is, is an
extremely well-made propaganda film that functions the same way as the most infamous examples, like
Riefenstahl's Triumph of the Will. Through emotional intimidation, the receptive viewer moves through confusion
and a desire to conform, to accept the premise of the film. George Orwell understood this completely in his 'Five
Minute Hate' propaganda rallies in 1984. Modern ad marketers understand it too.
Consider our reactions to today's political television campaigns. Sensitive people are alarmed by the appalling
attack ads with their ugly false charges and provocative, 'loaded' imagery. Confusion, hostility, and apathy
are engendered. One's own viewpoint seems worthless in the suspicion that 'less sophisticated' votes are being warped
wholesale by the lies in these ads. The Parallax film is frightening because we sense that in our violence-worshipping
society, it certainly could inspire killer - volunteers for a 'righteous' cause.
Our reaction to the
film-within-a-film in Parallax is powerlessness - if the evil Parallax Corporation is this technologially advanced,
the forces of good haven't a prayer. And the political attack ads resemble a 'conspiracy' as well: to convince us
that the power of their campaign is too big, too well organized, to be opposed. It's like a Polanski movie, where the
forces of Evil are so potent, Good just quietly gives up. The aggregate effect of modern political advertising is
to make us so sick of the electoral process that we stop participating, leaving the field to the ruthless and cynical
opposition.
So this is the power and meaning of the bizarre montage in The Parallax View. Back in the 1970's, there was
the occasional mainstream movie that was unafraid to actually tackle difficult, even dangerous issues. Network's
vision of a society dehumanized by television can arguably be said to have come almost 100% true. Parallax'es unseen
conspiracies also have come to pass, depending on one's point of view. We do believe that those who control access to
'reality' can create any 'truth' they want. Since the lines between news and editorial content and pure fiction
are now completely blurred, who can tell? The Parallax Corporation controls the minds of men through the persuasion of
cinema propaganda. Are we really affected by the barrage of images in our daily lives? Perhaps the lesson of the 'Audition
Film' of Parallax should be that EVERY SHOW and every image we see has the potential to affect us, and
that none of us is immune.
Note: Savant's reference copy of Parallax is a Pan 'n Scan from AMC. I hope my interpretations of
the images are accurate: this montage should be a knockout in 2:35 Panavision!
Note #2, on Savant's request for the Montage Credit on Parallax: from Steve Tannehill:
"There is no specific credit for montage, but there is a full
screen of credits as follows:
Consultant Designer DON RECORD, Research DE FOREST RESEARCH
Contributors to Parallax Test -- two full screens of photographic credits, 60+ people.
The demon cartoon figure is, I believe, Super Beast, as a
Marvel Comics credit is given for Thor and Super Beast.
Viva and Penthouse magazines are given credit, as is
Bob Jackson of the Dallas Times Herald, who is the Pulitzer Prize winner for his
photo of Jack Ruby
shooting Lee Harvey Oswald." -- Steve
Text Copyright 1999 Glenn Erickson
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