A Farewell to Arms (1957)
"'A Farewell to Arms'
hasn't come off. The thing that bothers me is that I
don't know why. God knows I gave it everything I could.
And yet it didn't come off. Maybe my kind of picture
is out of style. Maybe I'm an anachronism. I just can't
figure it out." - David O. Selznick Producer
Never read the book. Never seen any other film version
of it. Believe me, after watching this wooden, meandering,
meaningless version of the classic novel from 1957,
directed by Charles Vidor, I don't think I want to.
This film isn't just bad; It's long and boring and badly
acted and crammed with uninteresting Technicolor images
that look like an unimaginative travel brochure. It
appears to have been edited by someone who went to work
in Television very soon after this debacle.
Let's get one thing straight, however; It's the
bad acting that totally annihilates this film. From
the first frame of the meeting between the two principles,
Rock Hudson and Jennifer Jones, it's obvious there are
going to be problems. Jones looks like a nun in her
nurse's uniform. Why any man would be attracted to her
is anybody's guess. Worse yet, once Hudson hears that
she is still a virgin and that she regrets the fact
that she didn't fuck her now deceased boyfriend before
he left for war, he jumps on her like a dog in heat.
Hudson gets his face slapped for his advances but Jones
immediately melts to butter and does the deed with him
right then and there anyway. No one can guess why. Her
motivation is supposedly remorse and regret but Jones
acts like a zombie showing no emotion; she only mouths
her misgivings and then Hudson pounces like a tiger.
Hudson, who doesn't look handsome until the script allows
him a smarter wardrobe in the last reel, doesn't really
seem to care. But knowing Hudson's sexual predilection
now, long after the fact, his desires seem hopelessly
false. He can't really muster the interest to emote
any desire for Jones whatsoever and we really don't
blame him. What we can't understand is why he doesn't
just go to the local whorehouse like all of his friends
do. Doesn't he have the 20 bucks?
Anyway, it's even more ridiculous when the two
race to say good-bye to each other the next day when
Hudson ships off. This is WWI and yet he has a nice,
modern ambulance to drive off in. Jones rushes to the
town square and he promise to come back to her, unlike
his predecessor. Jones almost shows a spark of life.
The insipid scenes that follow negate any sparks ignited
in this footage within mere seconds, however.
The rest of the film is a romantic mess that has
the backdrop of war to propel emotion, since the two
principles don't really have any to give the film. Hudson
can't even make the wrongful death of his superior seem
unjust. He can't emote the right feelings to help us
understand his confusion and turmoil. He and Jones have
been sleeping around together for some time now, and
she's pregnant, so, of course, he runs back to her.
They escape to Switzerland (I guess this is supposed
to be the titular "farewell to arms") where the film
ends with a none-too-surprising plot twist.
Ben Hecht adapts Ernest Hemingway's classic novel
using Laurence Stallings' stage play for a secondary
source. Hecht needs an extra guide here because he apparently
can't write his way out of a sit-com script set-up.
His dialogue is phony and his plot twist are uninteresting.
Of course, he has two bad actors fueling the non-fire.
Worse yet is Hecht's use of sub-text, which in this
case is supposed to be irony and disillusionment. Note
that Jones refers to her dead fiance as being "blown
to pieces," then, over 2 hours later, when she's in
childbirth, she exclaims, "I'm going to pieces." It
doesn't take a brain surgeon to see what's going to
happen next. Also silly is an opening dialogue between
Hudson, his superior and a priest which sets up the
supposed grand mores of the script. The priest even
suggest that God will show Hudson something or the other
about life or something. It makes little since. And
finally note the best of the worst, a silly conversation
between the bedridden Hudson and nurse Jones about temperatures.
This is the point in the film when one realizes all
is hopelessly lost. Hecht just doesn't seem to understand
what the source material is about. Seemingly, the moral
of the novel might be interesting. There is some statement
about life and existence going on here. The disillusionment
at the heart of the story also seems rife with possibilities
and yet Hecht finds nothing here to work with. Not one
thing. This story unfolds like a bad soap opera and
not like any sort of grand statement. It's a gigantic
waste.
Again, I haven't read Hemingway's book. I've just
read about it now in the Encyclopedia Americana after
seeing this filmed version. The book is supposed to
be about the tragedy and meaninglessness of existence,
I guess. It also, the reference book claims, is one
of the few novels to successfully blend a war story
and a romance. This film doesn't succeed as a treatise
on existence, as a war film or as a romance. The script
never has the intellect to make it a piece about existence
or the human condition. It is, however, successful at
pushing the "Hayes Code" to it's utmost limit. (Note
that the characters have a little faux marriage ceremony
during the first third of the film). This film also
isn't a war film. The one major battle scene is nothing
more than a muddy retreat. The battle sequences are
rather dull, filmed as a General might film them, using
wide-angle shots so that one sees everything and yet
sees nothing. And, of course, the romance is killed
by the unromantic script played out by two wooden, bored,
thespians (for lack of a better term).
Director Vidor does little to help any of the proceedings.
His one shining moment in the film is the retreat sequence
which looks rather muddy and dismal. But, even here,
Vidor goes all over the map, to bring us the story.
He includes shots of fist-fights and fallen travelers
with little time spend or dialogue expended to help
us comprehend what is happening. Even at 2 hours and
30+ minutes, Vidor can't seem to find the time to allow
his scenes to resonate. Whether he is showing us war
or love, Vidor gives us no time to digest the story
before he tears off on another tangent. Vidor never
hems in his action and he can't seem to unleash his
actors. Hudson and Jones are so restrained, they seem
catatonic. On almost every level, this film fails to
satisfy.
A famous passage in Hemingway's 1929 novel reads
as follows: "If people bring so much courage to this
world the world has to kill them to break them, so of
course it kills them... those that will not break it
kills." There is little chance of the world having to
kill anyone to break them now, not when films like this
exist. The hopeless banality of "A Farewell to Arms"
could break the strongest mans will to live.
Note:
Also starring Vittorio De Sica, Mercedes McCambridge
and Elaine Stritch.
Produced by David O. Selznick. Directors of Photography
are Piero Portalupi and Oswald Morris. Score by Mario
Nascimbene conducted by Franco Ferrara.
Filmed on location in Italy and Switzerland with
some scenes filmed at Cinecitta in Rome.
John Huston was set to helm the film but walked
off before shooting began. Vidor then came on board.
Huston: "It was a case of one Alp and two Hannibals."
Selznick: "I asked for a first violinist and instead
got a conductor." Vidor: "What Selznick really wanted
was a piccolo player."
First filmed in 1932 by Frank Borzage with Helen
Hayes and Gary Cooper. Also filmed in 1951 as "Force
of Arms" (aka "A Girl for Joe") by Michael Curtiz. Starring
William Holden, the setting was changed to WWII.
Jones was Selznick's wife at the time of filming.
McCambridge, who isn't identified by character
name in the film (i.e. I don't know who she is), voiced
the devil's dialogue coming out of Linda Blair's mouth
in William Friedkin's "The Exorcist" a few years after
this film.
Review written in 1995
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Script:
F
Acting: F
Cinematography\Lighting: C-
Special Effects\Make Up: D
Music: C-
Final
Grade: F
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