This beautiful depiction of ill-fated love set in a Europe shaken by World War II is both haunted and haunting. It is not necessary to be
familiar with the historical background to fall into rhythm with the story and
become invested in the characters’ tragic paths. A classically villainous
antagonist, memorable lead performance by Leonid Bichevin, and richly detailed melancholic
interiors make the story a compelling vision of unfulfilled love with a touch
of ghostly atmosphere.
The film begins with Russian doctor Nicolai looking back his
time spent in Germany starting with his arrival at a stoic hotel. There he
encounters a somewhat comical motley crew of regulars, but he is love struck
when he first gazes upon Elise, a pale young woman with a restrained beauty,
long residing in the hotel. Although Nicolai would like to act on his impulses
to court the seemingly distant woman, there is a devilish catch. Elise comes
from an awful upbringing, raised in destitution by parents who abused her, and stricken
with a fragile institution, the signs of grave illness merely waiting to
germinate. She was taken from that horror and placed in this position of
comfort and luxury by a wealthy Count at the cost of her complete subservience
to him.
Elise cannot help but yield to young Nicolai’s advances.
Their youth and spiritedness reveals an obvious chemistry between them. Yet,
The Count’s reaction is unsympathetic, doing his best to banish Nicolai from
their presence and lashing out physically on the shrinking Elise.
A struggle ensues on an uneven playing field, as the wealth
and influence that the Count commands is determined to keep Elise and Nicolai apart.
Even in the Count’s seeming defeat, his stature commands a grasp over the hotel
and those in its employ, making Elise a helpless prisoner there. The couple
struggle over staying together or forcing about a separation, each for the sake
of the wellbeing of the other.
Nuanced mannerisms give characters a fairy tale-ish flair.
There is Nicolai’s constant shrinking behind doorways that suggest he is a hero
that has not fully realized his confidence, who may suffer insecurities despite
his bravado. The Count is presented grotesquely, often making grand displays of
his power.
The hotel in which so much of the film takes place is of
great import, and Jos Stelling makes wondrous use of it. We are moved from one
room to the next til its structure is firmly entrenched in our minds. Truly it
is a prison for Elise, one from which she cannot escape despite its lack of
physical restraints. When we see the structure of the past juxtaposed with its
dilapidated transformation some 50 years later, it is again as though
pleasantries existing on the surface are chipped away to uncover a sinister
veneer underneath.
Everything is tinged with moroseness. Even a desperate love
scene between Nicolai and Elise that would be passionate is staged in a gauzy
blur, their movements something of a mechanical dance as a slow creeping
carnival-esque melody churns in the
background. There is a delicate beauty to this. As there is to many moments of
the film that are touched by sadness. Even as the fragile flame of romance between
Nicolai and Elise seems doomed to be extinguished it is hard not to be held
rapt by its faint glow amid the darkness.
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