The Young Karl Marx (Le Jeune Karl Marx) (2017) Germany (German French and English spoken dialogue; subtitled). Raoul Peck (Director), Pascal Bonitzer and Raoul Peck (joint screenplay). With August Diehl (Marx), Stefan Conarske (Engels),Vicky Crieps (Mrs Marx) Oliver Gourmet(Proudhon), Hannah Steele (Mary) and Alexander Sheer (Weitling). Agat Films, Velvet Film and Rohfilm (Production Companies).
Something like this always happens at sometime
in a film festival. One is going along quite nicely enjoying that which one has
chosen to see, and then comes a film so abject by every possible descriptor
that one wonders whether for the sake of one's own sanity, peace of mind and
aesthetics, one should push one' s way through the aisle, of other, possibly
suffering viewers and make a quick dash for the bus and hopefully a glass of
red wine. Unfortunately it happened to me relatively early in this festival and
it happened with this film.
The director, based on his other film (also
shown at the festival this year) I am not
your Negro is a technician and artist/documentarian well capable of
admiration. Why he became involved in this mishmash is quite beyond me. It's
not even good enough to be edited and shown on some late-night Foxtel history
program about the inception of Marxist thought.
Firstly it is wildly historically inaccurate.
Most of the events, at least concerning the development of Marxist philosophy
and the events in the life of both Marx and Engels did happen, more or less as
shown in the film. But the order of events is frequently changed from reality,
presumably for dramatic effect. The crucial historical date as relevant to the
film is 1848, a year of almost universal European revolution which augured in
if not democracy, at least a more liberal state system generally. But most of
the important statements about "communism" occurred after this date,
and not before as shown in the film. My complaint about this is that it really
has no effect whatsoever on dramatic narrative – which is largely invisible in
this film and so has no justification of itself. I'm somewhat torn about
changes in the historical narrative to suit some dramatic imperative because
film is such a powerful medium that what a film shows, when it purports to be
biographical, tends to be absorbed much more rapidly than the reality described
in a history book. But in this case the whole effect is pointless. Just to give
one example: Engels Senior was an extremely successful textile mill proprietor
who underwrote his son' s life expenses and which enabled Engels to support
Marx is shown disputing with his son at their textile mill in Manchester. So
far as I'm aware if Engels Senior ever went to England, and I think he didn't,
it was well after the period of this film.
Secondly and this is revealed at the climax of
the film in which the Communist International (subsequently as described in the
Communist manifesto) comes into being and is described by Engels as being
inherently revolutionary, that is violent. The thinking of Marx on this point,
and at that time, is not clear.
Thirdly information about philosophy, as
understood by the protagonists Marx and Engels (and others who are characters
in the film whom history has largely forgotten) are shown via almost interminable
soliloquies/addresses without any interaction between characters. (I am of
sufficient age to remember compulsory lectures at university on Marxist –
Leninist thought and this was a time when the Soviet Union and Eastern Europe
still purported to be viable vehicles of its philosophy and all I can remember
is interminable boredom coupled with some mild outrage that this
"philosophy" seemed to be able to justify practically anything.)
Perhaps this affects my judgement but I really don't think a short scene in
which Marx describes breaking with the "Young Hegelians" nor
generalised descriptions elsewhere of "dialectic materialism", the
publication of a philosophical tract "The Holy Family" which has
absolutely no reference to religion that causes enormous consternation or the
attempt to show that a joint writing venture between Marx and Engels to be
called "Critique Of Critical Critique" is – wait for it – humorous.
Put bluntly, it's highly unlikely that philosophy is a good subject for film. Philosophers
may be, but not the content of their thought.
Within the events and characters displayed, a
worthwhile dramatic story may have been developed. Marx clearly was a profound thinker.
So too was Engels. In fact one good thing about this film is that it shows how
significant Engels was in terms of the development of Marxist thought and this
is something that has only been acknowledged since the fall of communism
itself. But Marx was an irritable, exceptionally touchy and argumentative
grouch who spent his whole life making enemies. That comes across in the film.
Young Engels might have been genuinely concerned with the plight of the
proletariat but he comes across as a fairly vapid and immature fop. Bad temper
in the case of Marx and unearned wealth in the case of Engels do not easily
create identifiable and sympathetic characters. Put bluntly this film is a
bromance without the homoerotic aspects which seem to make these sorts of films
engaging. The long an apparently happy marriage between Marx and his wife
despite their disparity in background and the genuine friendship with Engels
which led him to support Marx for most of his life, these may well have been
capable had been turned into a dramatic narrative of interest but it's hardly
the me to suggest that in the face of what the director has chosen to do.
Most of the acting is poor and in the case of a
number of the supporting roles of lesser socialist lights is simply dismal.
Settings appear to be accurate to the period although I have some doubts that
the lower end of the working class accommodation was quite as dire as depicted.
This film started out badly: one had a sense of
dissatisfaction and unease from the first few minutes. And it never got better.
My partner has a much greater affinity with documentary film and she found the
film quite acceptable because she maintained it gave her information about
something she knew nothing about. So to that extent she found it
"interesting" and that may well be the reaction of many people. I
couldn't wait to escape.
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