Tuesday, March 03, 2009

The Story of Adele H. (1975)

I saw this for the second time a few days ago at the Silent Theater, here in Los Angeles. I'm a relative latecomer to Francois Truffaut - I didn't see any of his movies until about five or six years ago, but was instantly hooked.

Of the Truffaut movies that I've seen, Adele H. is one of my absolute favorites - for one thing, I'm a fan of the 'person goes crazy' subgenre of movies. It's a personal film about pure obsession, depicted as something irrational but compelling, tragic yet unavoidable, and Isabelle Adjani is outstanding as the doomed daughter of Victor Hugo who becomes obsessed with a British Army officer beyond all reason.

One thought I had in watching it this time around, though, was spurred by a recent New Yorker article on the writer Ian McEwan, who is quoted as saying that he wrote his novel Enduring Love as an argument against the romanticization of irrationality (it's a novel about an irrational, romantically motivated stalker taking on a very rational everyman). So while Adele H. definitely shows that the poor woman is destroyed by her obsession, it also oozes with doomed romanticism. Now don't get me wrong, Truffaut's achievement is expertly made and highly seductive - but it also strikes me as just a teensy, tiny bit false to make a romantic movie about what is, ultimately, a person suffering from mental illness.

Don't take this as much more than a quibble, though, because I like the film very much as a cathartic, emotional experience. But I also think that it doesn't hold up to intellectual scrutiny as much as, say, The 400 Blows does.

8/10

2 comments:

Sam Juliano said...

"So while Adele H. definitely shows that the poor woman is destroyed by her obsession, it also oozes with doomed romanticism. Now don't get me wrong, Truffaut's achievement is expertly made and highly seductive - but it also strikes me as just a teensy, tiny bit false to make a romantic movie about what is, ultimately, a person suffering from mental illness."

Well Jeff, i must say I do buy what you are saying here, and I likewise agree that this very fine and moving film doesn't appraoach the likes of THE 400 BLOWS, JULES AND JIM and TWO ENGLISH GIRLS among Truffaut's greatest films. Perhaps even SHOOT THE PIANO PLAYER is ahead. But that's neither here nor there, as the subject of your post is THE STORY OF ADELE H., and you've done a very nice job in peeling away the gauze and defining it's essence. Adjani does give a compelling performance, I quite agree.

Sam Juliano said...

Looking forward to your next post.