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Wednesday, March 11, 2015

The Soft Skin


THE SOFT SKIN (Truffaut, 1964)
Criterion Collection, Blu-ray, Release Date Mar 10, 2015
Review by Christopher S. Long

Pierre Lachenay can only do it in the dark.

The unassuming, middle-aged literature scholar (played by the unassuming, middle-aged Jean Desailly) kisses his lovely wife and daughter goodbye to hop a plane to Lisbon to deliver a lecture on “Balzac and money.” On the plane he steals a few glimpses at one of the stewardesses, taking particular note of her changing into high-heel shoes while otherwise obscured by a curtain.

Later he shares a hotel elevator with her and takes note of what room she enters. Returning to his room, he sits down on the bed in the dark and dials her room, inviting her for a drink. Only after the call is complete does he flick on the desk lamp; he could not bear to look until the deed was done. The affair has begun in shame and it doesn't take much to guess it will end just at a similarly low point.


Not that Pierre sees much even in better lighting. Sure he settled on a fine target for his affections in Nicole, but it would be difficult for anyone not to notice the radiant beauty of actress Françoise Dorléac (older sister of Catherine Deneuve). Pierre, however, seems to be oblivious to virtually everything else about Nicole. Fortunately, the same is not true of François Truffaut, writer-director of “The Soft Skin” (1964).

While driving Nicole to one of his speaking engagements (on Andre Gide this time) in Reims, Pierre notes that while her wearing blue jeans does not bother him per se, he does prefer to see her in a nice dress. While Pierre pumps gas, Truffaut has the camera linger in the car to observe Nicole as she contorts herself to reach into the back seat, yanks a dress out of her luggage, then slips away to change. This shot has two effects, the first of which is to provide indisputable documentary evidence that Françoise Dorléac looks fantastic in those blue jeans. The second effect is that we closely observe the effort Nicole expends to conform to her lover's ideal; for Pierre, who only notices the aftermath, she has simply magically transformed into his special princess. Life's so easy for Pierre!

The trip to Reims is marked by disappointed and dishonesty from the get go. Pierre forces Nicole to read deep into a list of best area hotels before settling on one sufficiently away from prying eyes. Once there, he attends to his professional duties, albeit with near total contempt for all attendees, while leaving Nicole to lounge about the hotel. She even has to buy her own ticket to the lecture and then gets shunted aside once again when the ticket taker informs her the event is sold out. Pierre cannot even acknowledge Nicole on the street while he is in the company of a colleague. Shame, shame, and more shame. Pierre isn't cruel, it's just that his needs are paramount to Nicole's. Come to think of it, Pierre is pretty cruel.


A poster advertising Pierre's lecture is defaced by graffiti. Despite my preceding commentary, I'm not certain Truffaut intends to do the same thing to his protagonist. There's a certain affection in the portrayal of a Balzac specialist so famous he is greeted at the Lisbon airport by a horde of photographers (later on we learn that people know Pierre “from TV” which explains a bit.) Pierre is no practiced Lothario either; whether or not this is his first affair is uncertain, but the film goes to great lengths to paint a convincing, naturalistic portrait of a weary traveler who spend many lonely nights on the road and makes an awkward attempt to connect with someone else.

On the other head, Pierre is a weasel whose cowardice extends to all facets of his life. He promises a colleague a ride back to Paris then ditches him; Pierre does not care about being rude or inconsiderate, only in being directly confronted while doing so. He lies point blank to his wife (Nelly Benedetti), who has no intention of being “sophisticated” about the whole adultery thing, until he can no longer do so and does his best to avoid facing any consequences. That he cannot avoid said consequences forever (the film's denouement is quite definitive on this point, but I won't spoil it here) is a reminder that we are firmly in genre territory, or at least on a genre bordering on noir and the crime film. Pierre has, in effect, pulled off a daring heist and the code dictates he must be punished for it. Much has been made of the fact that Truffaut shot this film while he was also finishing his landmark interview book on Alfred Hitchcock (one of a handful of books that can reasonably be said to have altered film history) but exactly how Hitchcockian the movie is is a subject open for debate (and which, indeed, is debated in some of the extras on this Criterion disc.)

“The Soft Skin” was a bit of a departure for Truffaut who was riding the crest of his personal New Wave after the remarkable string of “The 400 Blows” (1959), “Shoot The Pianist” (1960), and “Jules and Jim” (1962). “The Soft Skin”, with its middle-aged family man protagonist, wasn't aimed at the youth culture demographic like so many other landmarks of the movement, though it does feature the crisp, agile black-and-white photography of Wave-defining cinematographer Raoul Coutard and an expressive score by stalwart Truffaut collaborator Georges Delerue.

The decidedly unhip Pierre Lachenay isn't a romantic rebel, but a failed husband and father who tries to hide his discretions under cover of darkness or even in plain view as necessary. Perhaps that explains why the movie was mostly a commercial and critical flop on its release. “The Soft Skin” has since gained its share of boosters over the past fifty years. I don't know if it's one of Truffaut's best (and I think the ending is a miscalculation, though many disagree), but it is a tautly told, subtle “caper” film and a convincing portrait of a very flawed man. 


Video:
The film is presented in its original 1.66:1 aspect ratio. According to the Criterion booklet, the film was scanned “from the 35 mm original camera negative at Digimage in Paris, where the film was also restored.” The film has a strong grain structure which enhances its naturalistic feel and the high-def transfer really shines in the darker scenes (both indoors and outdoors) where a great deal of detail is visible. Black-and-white contrast isn't very sharp, but I don't think it's supposed to be.

Audio:
The linear PCM mono track is crisp and distortion-free, though best described as efficient rather than dynamic. The sound design in this movie is rather odd. Delereu's score swells menacingly in scenes where little to nothing happens (such as a car ride to the airport) but long stretches of the film are music free with just a few hollow, isolated effects like echoing footsteps, doors opening, etc. Optional English subtitles support the French audio.

Extras:
Criterion has offered a modest but interesting selection of extras on this disc.

The film is accompanied by a commentary track by the film's co-screenwriter Jean-Louis Richard and Truffaut scholar Serge Toubiana. It was originally recorded in 2000 and is in French; you can select option 2 of 2 under subtitles to get English subs for the commentary. Of course this makes it awfully difficult to watch the movie as well and I'll admit I only spent a few minutes with this option.

The best feature on the disc is a new video essay titled “The Complexity of Influence” by the great critic Kent Jones. It only runs 12 minutes but Jones packs in a lot of points. The title of the piece stems from Jones's attempt to suggest that it's a bit too easy merely to say that Truffaut was “influenced by Hitchcock” as has often been the case. Rather “influence” is more a matter of absorption and then re-processing. He also covers other points including some biographical information about Truffaut's childhood and subsequent close relationship with father figure Andre Bazin.

“Monsieur Truffaut Meets Hitchcock” (1999, 30 min.) is a documentary piece by film historian Robert Fischer which provides an overview of Truffaut's interaction with Hitchcock from initially proposing his book idea to Hitchcock to the publication; it opens with Truffaut speaking at the Oscars in tribute to Hitchcock.

We also get an 11 minute excerpt from a Dec 1965 episode of the French TV show “Cinéastes de notre temps” in which Truffaut discusses the genesis and development of “The Soft Skin.”

The insert booklet includes a lengthy essay by critic Molly Haskell.

Final Thoughts:
“The Soft Skin” hasn't exactly been forgotten but it has often been eclipsed by Truffaut's other early-to-mid '60s work. As far as I know, it was previously only released in North America over 15 years ago on a non-descript DVD, so this high-def deluxe treatment of Criterion is a welcome addition to the collection.

Shoot the Piano Player


SHOOT THE PIANO PLAYER (Truffaut, 1960)
Criterion Collection, DVD, Release Date September 9, 2005
Review by Christopher S. Long

(I originally wrote this review way back in the ancient time known as 2005. I would change some things today but I decided to leave it as is aside from a minor clean-up. This is posted to accompany Criterion's March 10, 2015 Blu-ray release of Truffaut's "The Soft Skin.")

François Truffaut's second feature film is also his best.

In "Shoot the Piano Player" (1960), Charles Aznavour portrays a piano player named Charlie Koller who used to be a piano player named Eduoard Saroyan. Eduoard Saroyan played on grand pianos in the great concert halls of Europe; Charlie Koller plays a beat-up little piano in a second-rate gin joint. Why did Eduoard Saroyan become Charlie Koller? I'll let you figure it out, but you won't be surprised to find out that it involves a woman. Charlie Koller just wants to play his piano and forget about his past. Unfortunately for Charlie, his brother Chico just won't let that happen. Chico is in trouble, like always, and, like always, that means Charlie is in trouble too.

Truffaut fell in love with David Goodis's pulp pot-boiler "Down There" and chose to adapt it as the follow-up to his enormously successful debut film, "The 400 Blows" (1959). Like most of his fellow New Wave directors, Truffaut loved Hollywood noir and crime films, but he also despised gangsters which makes for an interesting mix. In "Shoot the Piano Player," Truffaut begins with all the typical trappings of the gangster film but uses the film to turn the genre on its head.

Charlie Koller is at the heart of this subversive effort. A handsome man and a gifted musician, Charlie should be a smooth-talking ladies' man. Instead, when he walks home with Léna (Marie Dubois), a pretty waitress from the bar where he plays, Charlie interprets every little gesture she makes. Does she like me? Should I hold her hand? Just as he steels himself to act, she is gone. He's no Humphrey Bogart. Gangsters Momo (Claude Mansard) and Ernest (Daniel Boulanger) are out to get both Chico (who ran off with the money from a robbery they pulled off together) and Charlie, but they are anything but your standard tough guys. They're just your garden variety criminals: lazy, a little dim, and also not entirely evil. In fact, when they kidnap Charlie's little brother Fido (Richard Kanayan), they wind up making friends with him.


Like a good Elmore Leonard novel, the plot of "Shoot the Piano Player" is dynamic and fluid. The characters are not merely pawns in a pre-determined narrative. Momo and Ernest force Charlie and Léna into a car. The four of them strike up a conversation to pass the time during the drive and even share a good laugh together. Léna jams her foot down on the accelerator, which prompts the police to pull over the car. As Momo and Ernest deal with the police officer, Charlie and Léna hop out of the back of the car and wave good-bye to their "friends." The gangsters shrug; time to come up with another plan. They have no choice but to react to events as they develop which sounds an awful lot like real life.

Truffaut's film is not as formally experimental as Godard's "Breathless" (1960), but it still exhibits the anarchic spirit of the early New Wave films. One of the niftiest effects in the film is a triptych shot of sleazy bartender Plyne (Serge Davri) as he sells out Charlie to the hoods. Cinematographer Raoul Coutard combines his hand-held "documentary-style" camera from "Breathless" with more standard film techniques, creating a hybrid style that really sizzles in glorious Cinemascope. The gorgeous black-and-white photography is crucial in establishing the ambiance of the neo-noir world Truffaut has created, as is the catchy jazz score by frequent Truffaut collaborator Georges Delerue.

At the heart of the film is Charles Aznavour's indelible performance. Aznavour was an accomplished actor/singer/songwriter (though, ironically, not a piano player) whose career was too diverse for him to ever be identified as a New Wave icon like Jean-Paul Belmondo. Regardless, his performance in "Shoot the Piano Player" is as great as any in the early New Wave films. Aznavour, thirty-six at the time, has a world-weary face that reflects the tragedy that turned Eduardo Saroyan into Charlie Koller, but a smile that shows the gentle nature at Charlie's core. Charlie has had his fill of pain: he doesn't want to hurt anyone and, in turn, doesn't want to be hurt by anyone else. Aznavour captures the sensitivity and vulnerability of this complex character with the apparent ease that only stems from hard work.

If "Shoot the Piano Player" has any major flaw, it is the ending which I find to be a contrivance that does an injustice to one of the film's major characters. This is a minor complaint, however, in a film which amply demonstrates Truffaut's easy, naturalistic command of film language. I have never quite warmed to Truffaut the way I have to Godard and Resnais, but I have no reservations regarding my fondness for "Shoot the Piano Player," his breezy, free-form masterpiece which combines the best features of classic Hollywood with the very best qualities of the most vital and exciting film movement in cinema history.



Video:
The film is presented in its original 2.35:1 aspect ratio. "Shoot the Piano Player" is actually shot in Dyaliscope rather than Cinemascope, but as far as I can tell there is no meaningful difference between the two. Perhaps someone will correct me on that. No DVD or television screen can do justice to this format, but the transfer gives you a taste of the power of long takes and compositions actually designed to take advantage of the entire field of vision. Criterion's high-digital restoration is superb, as usual.

Audio:
The DVD is presented in Dolby Digital Mono. Georges Delerue's score sounds great, and all hisses and pops have been buffed out in the audio restoration. Optional English subtitles support the French audio.

Extras:
This two-disc set from Criterion offers a variety of extras.

Disc One includes the restored transfer of the film along with a feature-length audio commentary by film scholars Peter Brunette and Annette Insdorf.

Disc Two includes a bevy of interviews:

-Two interviews with François Truffaut: The first is an excerpt from the 1965 French television show "Cinéastes de notre temps" (9 min.) in which the director answers a standard set of questions. The second is from a 1982 program called "Pour changer étoiles et toiles" (12 min.) in which Truffaut discusses his adaptation of the David Goodis novel.

-Interviews with Charles Aznavour (24 min.) and Marie Dubois (10 min.): Both of these were recorded in August 2005 especially for this Criterion release.

-An interview with Raoul Coutard (14min.): Recorded in Paris in 2003, this is the most interesting of all the interviews. Coutard is always a fascinating speaker.

-An interview with Suzanne Schiffman (15 min.): Recorded in April 1986, this interview with Schiffman, who worked with Truffaut in many capacities throughout his career, was originally intended for a separate documentary but went largely unseen. Criterion acquired the original footage and edited the interview down to its current form.

Disc Two also includes a short audio essay (15 min.) about composer Georges Delerue who scored eleven films for Truffaut and more than 200 in his career. The final extra is Marie Dubois' Screen Test (3 min.).

While each of the features here is of some interest, the collection is missing a real meaty feature which provides analysis or context for the film like Babette Mangold's documentary on Criterion's "Pickpocket" or the numerous stellar features on Criterion's re-release of "M."

Final Thoughts: 
As the 2002 Sight and Sound voting shows, "The 400 Blows" and "Jules and Jim" (1962) are Truffaut's most critically praised films. I beg to differ. "Shoot the Piano Player" is easily my favorite Truffaut, but I also recommend both "Day for Night" (1973) and "The Bride Wore Black" (1968). "Bride" will be of particular interest to Tarantino fans. Jeanne Moreau plays a woman known only as "the Bride" who seeks revenge on the men who killed her husband; she crosses their names off a list after she dispatches each one. Sound familiar?