Sunday, May 6, 2012

Philip Saville's Hamlet (1964)


There are two big selling points for this Hamlet: Elsinore Castle and Christopher Plummer.  Filmed at the actual Elsinore and with a famous, highly regarded actor as Hamlet, this film had a lot of promise.  However, I found it depressingly disappointing on pretty much every level. 

I’ll start off with Elsinore itself.  Perhaps this was due to the contrast between expectation and reality, but I found Elsinore to be pretty dull.  Of the three Hamlets I’ve reviewed so far, this was by far the most uninspiring set.  The outside of the castle actually looked pretty nice, but unfortunately, this was only shown a handful of times.  Most of the movie was shot indoors where there were white walls and windows.  The windows had bars on them and sometimes that walls had tapestries.  Not particularly rousing. As a selling point, then, Elsinore fell pretty flat.  

That wouldn’t matter though if the movie were well acted and well directed.  Nobody watches Hamlet primarily to see a pretty castle, so this could have been a success even if the real Elsinore was rather disappointing.  Unfortunately, I found the acting to be uniformly overdone and unconvincing.  It was so overdone it was almost camp: certainly not a good direction for a Shakespearean tragedy to head.  

The problem was only accentuated by the fact that most of the shots were up-close shots of the actors’ faces.  There was really no room to overact without it being extremely noticeable, and they were overdoing it enough for it to be glaring from a long way away.  In such an intimate film, understatement is key, and they went as far as possible in the other direction. 

Plummer himself was the worst offender when it came to camp: everything felt overly dramatic, silly almost, and lacking in psychological reality.  I could never believe that he was a real person, much less Hamlet.  He was a character being pushed around by the writer, not a person whose own thoughts and personality guided his behavior.  I found it hard to see much in him beyond the hammy overacting, but what was there certainly could have been good, had he just toned it all down quite a bit. 

He was a hypersensitive Hamlet throughout, taking everything to heart and swinging wildly between moods at the drop of a hat.  His relationship with Horatio was loving and tender, and he made no effort to hide his emotions from Horatio in any way.  He also seemed to have been quite close to Rosencrantz and Gildenstern, greeting them initially with as much affection and joy as when he greeted Horatio.  Unlike many Hamlets, he was never overtly cruel to them, and his role in their deaths was never discussed.   Even after they admitted they were spying on him, he was unable to control himself from confessing his inner thoughts to them; he began the “What a piece of work is a man” speech sarcastically but quickly became genuine, as if he couldn’t help but to be honest with them. 

He was a fairly gentle Hamlet; he yelled at Ophelia but didn’t hurt her, and though he was rough with Gertrude, he wasn’t nearly as violent as many I’ve seen.  As he was leaving Gertrude after the closet scene, he turned and ran to hug her and reassure her that “I must be cruel only to be kind.”  His mocking of Rosencrantz, Gildenstern, Polonius, Claudius and Osric, which can sometimes come off as incredibly harsh was toned down, and only really stung at all with Claudius and Osric. Part of this was that his interactions with Polonius were mostly done with him grotesquely pulling faces and trying to act mad, so that his jabs at Polonius came off as simply crazy instead of insulting.  His “Play upon this pipe” speech was done with a tone of personal hurt rather than anger, and though Rosencrantz and Gildenstern were uncomfortable around him, he didn’t give them much of a reason to be. 

Really though, the main thing I noticed about him was the extent to which he overacted.  It was so bad that it overshadowed the characterization of his Hamlet and made it impossible to be drawn into the world of the film. 

Of the rest of the cast, Robert Shaw as Claudius and Michael Caine as Horatio gave the most convincing performances.   Shaw was masculine, vain and a little bit insecure as Claudius.  He delivered the line “My cousin Hamlet and my son,” as a question, as if he was still unsure of how to negotiate that relationship.  After the play within a play, he was upset almost to the point of being dysfunctional.  However, the rest of the time he maintained a virile, strong exterior.  Caine’s Horatio was a bit of a yes-man, especially because many of his longer speeches were omitted, but he managed to create a solid, believable relationship with Hamlet.  Their relationship to each other felt more genuine than anything else in this movie, and that was in a large part due to Caine’s way of quietly and constantly showing tenderness and affection. 

The last point I have about this movie was its general sloppiness.  There were a number of problems with jump cuts, such as when Hamlet managed to walk towards, open and partially climb out of a window during a half-second cut to Rosencrantz and Gildenstern.  Issues like that happened fairly often, and I found them to be very distracting.  The biggest and most confusing of these was when the entire Royal Court vanished during the final scene.  Because of the heavy use of close-ups, I can’t say exactly when they disappeared, but when Claudius was stabbed about one hundred people were there, and when Fortinbras entered the room, it was only the dead bodies and Horatio.  Somewhere in the middle of that, either one hundred people managed to silently exit the room, or were abducted by aliens. 

There were also several scenes staged in ways that rendered them fairly illogical.  They cut the actual text of the Play within a Play, and instead did only the dumb show.  I don’t have an incredibly strong objection to that, but, if you’re going to do that, you have to cut references to the text of the play as well.  In the middle of the dumb show when Gertrude says the lady protests too much, the lady isn’t saying anything at all.  How could she possibly be protesting too much? 

Similarly, they had Hamlet overhear the King admit that his praying isn’t working because he isn’t genuinely repentant.  That, of course, makes Hamlet’s decision not to kill him completely illogical.  His belief that killing the King while praying would send him to heaven doesn’t hold if he knows that Claudius isn’t really atoning for his sin.   This sort of sloppy illogicality in the filming and staging got in the way of enjoying the movie and it only accentuated the already overpowering lack of realism.  If you can’t really believe the lead actor, and he can also open windows instantaneously, it’s hard to get engrossed. 

That’s really all there is to say.  If you’re dying to see Elsinore Castle, there are some lovely photos you can find with a quick Google search.  

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