I’ve seen heavily cut Hamlets
before, but Simon Bowler’s is by far the most cut of them all. It’s only an hour and fifteen minutes
long. When I saw the length, I was
curious to see it to figure out how they condensed the story into that short a
time. As it turns out, they didn’t. It wasn’t a story so much as a random series
of non-sequiturs. It hardly even
contained a rough storyboard of Hamlet,
and I’m sure that it would have been completely confusing to anyone who isn’t
very familiar with the play. It was very
low budget and minimalist, but that wouldn’t have necessarily been an
issue. What was an issue was that it
failed at telling a coherent story or forming coherent characters.
Bowler advertised this Hamlet
as the “Dogma style” Hamlet. I won’t get into the details of Dogma style
here, since my knowledge of it consists of the Wikipedia entry and nothing
more. However, the basic tenets of Dogma
style seem to be minimalizing sets and props, operating on as low a budget as
possible, and only using handheld cameras.
Perhaps this is a great showcase of that style of filmmaking; I’m no one
to judge that. For my purposes however,
I’m judging it as an interpretation of Hamlet,
and that’s where it failed.
In accordance with Dogma style, it was shot on an empty
stage with little lighting, and while that’s not necessarily condemning, it did
mean that there was literally nothing to set the mood except for the actors
themselves. Unfortunately, they weren’t
given the chance to.
Almost all of the scenes that didn’t contain Hamlet were
cut, as were a lot of the scenes with large numbers on stage. As a consequence, most of the characters
aside from Hamlet were not introduced until relatively late in the story. Ophelia didn’t show up until the nunnery
scene, and no dialogue was moved around to try to explain who she was at that
point. Her mad scenes were cut, as were all the rest of her lines except for
the nunnery scene. Polonius was present
during the Player King’s speech, but it wasn’t clear that he was anything more
than a servant. Claudius didn’t show up
until after the nunnery scene, but it wasn’t apparent that he was the King
until the play within a play. Gertrude’s
first appearance was that scene as well, but she didn’t have more than one line
until the closet scene. It was never
apparent that Laertes was Ophelia’s brother or Polonius’ son, and he seemed
more like a hired assassin than anything else.
These cuts meant that David Melville, as Hamlet, was the only actor who
even had the opportunity to make an impression.
For the rest of them, the acting seemed to be slightly amateur, but it
was really hard to say, since they had practically nothing to do.
I earlier described Peter Brook’s Hamlet as almost a one-man show.
However, I hadn’t really thought about the extent to which Hamlet simply does not function as a
one-man show. This movie demonstrated
just how true that is. Without the
context, none of Hamlet’s emotions or thoughts really meant much, and he seemed
like a random pawn being pushed around a stage instead of a character in his
own right.
Melville’s Hamlet was unconventional in a somewhat
interesting way. He was very
hyper-masculine, and has this sarcastic swagger about him. He seemed more like a frat boy than a
philosopher, but underneath that was a sensitive soul. It could have worked very well, but for two
issues. The first was that, as I
mentioned above, the story was cut beyond all recognition, removing all context
and psychological complexity from the character. The second was that while his acting was
competent, it felt unpolished: more like watching a rehearsal than a finished
performance. However, I would have liked
to see where he would have taken the character if he’d had a real production in
which to grapple with the role.
And that’s really all there is to say. It could have been good, or at least
interesting, but it failed to tell a coherent story or create coherent
characters.
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