Popular Culture Review Vol. 13, No. 1, January 2002 | Page 96

92 Popular Culture Review Eisenstein’s attention to composition has never before been so evident, despite the fact that it has always been dominant in his work. His phenomenal eye for framing and for the right camera angle wonderfully sustained the action of The Battleship Potemkin, for example: one need only recall the legs of the soldiers descending the huge Odessa Steps. But in his previous films the plastic demands of the image didn’t have an effect on the action itself In Ivan the Terrible, by contrast, it is fair to say that the action is transformed to its very core by the style of the image. From this point of view, one could call Ivan the Terrible decadent. But this would be to judge the film only by its chosen form and not by the quality of its means, which don’t seem to me to be inferior to, or less assured than, those of Eisenstein’s other works. The pictorial influences on his most recent film are numerous. The historical period of the action—Donatello has just died (1466), and the Russian court has established relations with the various Italian states—allowed Eisenstein to make allusions to the Italian Renaissance, which had always had a strong influence on him. As for the Byzantine references, they are even more numerous: the battle for Kazan,"® for instance, is treated as a painterly miniature on a surface without perspective; the characters, who are either carefully isolated or arrayed in serpentine lines, seem to be pinned to the hill, upon which we can see the czar’s tent. The pictures are composed with extreme care and contain, as it were, plastic, internal rhythms that then echo one another from image to image. Thus the wondrous eye of the icon has its reverberation in the half-moon windows that light up a hall. Everything in this film is calculated and conscious, subject to an extraordinary system of references, contrasts, harmonies, and counterpoints. But it would be wrong to say that Ivan the Terrible is therefore nothing more than an album of artistic photographs. Eisenstein’s art has always been rather static within the image itself. The photographic dynamics come from the editing, which does not limit itself to conferring a rhythm on the successive shots, but which also connects the motion there is inside each shot to that of the shots preceding and following it. It is true that Ivan the Terrible deliberately turns its back on what used to be the best tradition in Russian cinema, a tradition that Eisenstein himself helped create. It is also true that this film returns to the most conventional aesthetics of silent film—the aesthetics of German expressionism in particular—thus renouncing fifteen years of realistic cinema. Contrary to Fritz Lang, who evolved from the total artificiality of The Nibelungen to the violent realism of Fury (1936), Eisenstein followed a course that led him in Ivan the Terrible to deny nature even the briefest of appearances. But we must make a distinction between the value of the style as such and the quality of its individual execution. One may detest opera, one may think that it is a dying art form, while also recognizing the quality of Wagner’s music. One may detest verse drama, one may think that it is a moribund hybrid.