i have to share the most incredible cinematic experience i've ever had in a movie theatre.
a cottage on dartmoor 1929
directed by anthony asquith
cinematography by stanley rodwell
it starts with a dramatic scene in which an escaped convict enters a lonely farmhouse. the woman, home alone, discovers him and screams- his name.
after that, the suspense hangs over the flashback that takes up most of the film. in no time, i noticed that my arm muscles hurt from clenching my fists, i was holding my breath, my pulse was racing and that sitting anywhere other than the utmost edge of my seat was way, way too far from the screen. and you know, everyone in the theatre row beside me was sitting the same way. i think at times the entire audience was holding its breath. no one was talking or fidgiting through this showing.
it was at times [often overlapping] hitchcockian in suspense, dziga-vertov-like in the editing, german-expressionist in the lighting and composition and film-noirish in the script. somehow, every element in film that creates the irresistible magic which steals my heart is combined in a cottage on dartmoor. it was a sublime hour and a half.
the musical score written and performed by
stephen horne was a large portion of why the showing was so impressive. you may know from my earlier posts that i'm very discerning about musical accompaniment to silent films. now, mr horne has raised my standards much higher. it was a true soundtrack that deftly followed the on-screen action, subtly nuanced to increase the suspense and at times even completely silent. it was almost seamless- the only time my attention was drawn to the piano was to realize how it was heightening the tension, cranking it up to a delicious, almost unbearable level.
if i was independantly wealthy, i'd be following this film which is showing in film festivals around the world. somebody better put out a copy of this on dvd, and with the stephen horne score. i can't wait to get my hands on that!
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