Of Marlene Dietrich's fifty
or so feature film appearances, I have only seen about five or six.
Whatever the film, she always contributes an exotic presence and the
feeling that she has come from someplace else - somewhere mysterious
and seductive. No matter what the scenario or setting, when Marlene
Dietrich shows up there's no mistaking her for your mother, sister,
or aunt - she's like no woman you're ever likely to know.
She's cool and sultry at once. Enigmatic and unreadable, Dietrich
confounds the expectations of male characters in one film after another,
from The Blue Angel (1930) onward. Maximilian Schell, who
co-starred with Dietrich in (and won an Oscar for) Judgment
at Nuremberg (1961), understands her allure and her unique place
in film history. His documentary, Marlene
(1984), is assembled like one giant montage, and Dietrich lent only
her voice - and not her face - to his effort.
Schell sets up his dilemma
in snatches of dialogue between himself and his editors - Dietrich
will not allow herself or her house or her belongings be filmed.
But she will speak with him - and Schell's interviews with her make
up the bulk of the film's soundtrack. Dietrich's recollections,
opinions, contrary attitude, and scrappy verbal tussles with Schell
are the heart of the picture. These remarks - alternatively
laser-sharp and rambling - are laid over with movie clips, songs from
her theatrical performances, still photos, and bits of what appear to
be semi-staged behind-the-scenes footage of Schell and crew trying to
grapple with their subject's difficult behavior and willful obstructionism.
The montage-like feel of the finished whole is totally appropriate given
the refracted nature of what is "knowable" about celebrities, especially
performers like Dietrich whose existence revolves around a very smart,
very knowing act.
What does Schell's Marlene
tell us about the star that we can't learn from other sources?
Many uncontested facts of her life are ignored here - the film is
not a biography. It is more of a record of Dietrich's attitude
toward her own life and celebrity, which she vociferously claims is
largely trivial. She seems to care nothing for her past films
or future legacy, saying that it was all just "work" that is done
now, and there's no point revisiting it. Constantly deriding
her silent films as "kitsch," one clear opinion that emerges regarding
her filmography is that The Devil is a Woman
(1935) was her favorite. (It was the last of her seven collaborations
with director Josef von Sternberg.) She says Fritz Lang was a
terror, praises Orson Welles as a genius, and that Hitchcock was impenetrable.
She says almost nothing about her co-stars, other than Spencer Tracy
whom she apparently adored. All of this is in keeping with her
sense of personal privacy - she gossips about no one and maintains
a vacuum seal on her own private life.
The only time she discusses
anything personal at all is when Schell asks whether her husband (German
film production manager Rudolf Sieber) had tricked her into marriage.
Dietrich is characteristically tight-lipped and vague - yet genial
in tone - on the subject of this odd relationship; they were married
from 1924 until Sieber's death in 1976, but only lived together for
the first five of those 52 years.
In the end, this film is more
about the filmmaking process as well as a thematic exploration of certain
kinds of desire - the erotic desire often embodied by Dietrich herself,
the desire of admirers to "know" a celebrity, and the desire of
a documentarian to break through an unwilling subject's defenses.
Schell's original intent was almost certainly subverted by Dietrich's
intransigence, and his reliance on clips and Dietrich's status as
a mysterious legend likely resulted in some different, but absorbing,
It's too bad Maximilian Schell (who I also find to be underrated as an actor, Oscar-winner though he is)
hasn't directed other films, because in Marlene he shows a
natural affinity for the interplay of complex themes and unusual visuals.
The editing here is organic, intuitive, and impressionistic. The
overall effect is like being in a film and television museum - dusty
old monitors and faded screens showing unrestored footage from a bygone
era. All of which would play into Dietrich's repeated assertions
that much of her work is either "rubbish" or "kitsch."
It was nominated for a Best
Documentary Feature Oscar and won several other awards. Marlene
could have been a staid but informative PBS-style presentation, but
Schell's film plays with some very "meta" material in a subtle
and natural way. It doesn't hurt that his subject is one of
the most colorful, difficult, and magnetic personalities in Hollywood
Kino International regularly
releases interesting and important films, often featuring restored picture
and sound elements, and decent extras. It is truly unfortunate
- and disappointing - that they have not seen fit to do so with
Marlene. First and most significantly, the picture here is
presented in a sub-par full-frame transfer. It was shot at 1.66:1
and it's a shame that it's cropped here, especially since this is
not a television documentary, but a visually-thoughtful feature deserving
of a restored anamorphic transfer. Beyond that, the colors are
extremely drab and faded. Blacks are totally broken-up and everything
else looks terribly muddy. This is a rare misstep by a great distributor.
The mono soundtrack is perfectly
serviceable, and it's fortunate that the interviews with Dietrich
are well-recorded. There's no dynamic range here to speak of,
but it would have been nice to see the film's sound restored (along
with the picture) for this release. The interviews are conducted
in alternating German and English, with English subtitles where appropriate.
A short still gallery is provided,
but the stills are from Dietrich films, not this one. A Schell
commentary would have been wonderful - as would any supplements on
this odd, unusual film. Another missed opportunity.
Maximilian Schell has given
us a fitting tribute to one of the greatest and most enduring film icons.
Complex and uncompromising, Marlene Dietrich's stubborn, willful romanticism
- and obvious contradictions - are the fertile ground upon which
Schell constructs an involving, meditative film study. The technical
aspects of this DVD release are most disappointing, but Marlene
is still recommended.
Casey Burchby lives in Northern California: Twitter, Tumblr.