An Unfinished
Piece for Mechanical Piano, adapted from Anton Chekhov and directed by Nikita
Mikhalkov
10 out of
10
An Unfinished
Piece for Mechanical Piano does not figure on the New York Times’ Best 1,000
Movies Ever Made list - https://www.listchallenges.com/new-york-times-best-1000-movies-ever-made/list/24
- and appears to have been largely ignored, in spite of the fact that it looks
like a classic – it was here, in our land, though that may also be due in large
part to the strange name and the fact that the then soviet Union, where they
made this glorious film – and not much else of value we could argue falsely and
sardonically – was one of the few sources of entertainment behind the Iron
curtain, where we could not exactly say well, let us watch some Hollywood fare
(wait a minute, maybe that was a good thing, considering the avalanche of
Avengers, Cats that asphyxiate audiences now) tonight, for a change…
The Unfinished
Piece is based on Anton Chekhov, the genius that gave the world some of the
best literature we could read, such as The Seagull - http://realini.blogspot.com/2014/07/the-seagull-by-anton-chekhov-with.html
- and we can see the inspiration in the craftsmanship with which the characters
are created and rendered on the big screen, by a team of illustrious, though
Soviet, artists, directed by Nikita Mikhalkov, who plays the doctor Nikolay
Triletskiy, from Aleksandr Kalyagin as Mikhail Vassilyevich Platonov, a
disabused teacher, that has some support in his simple, but loving, gritty, enduring
wife, a woman that can infuriate him with her soups (borsches), but also alleviate
his torments and bring him on track again, after one of his apparently frequent
breakdowns and descends into lamentations, criticisms of the laziness of others(pertinent,
but no less annoying for the incriminated parties), regret for the Unfinished
Piece in his life – the magnificent title and the sublime dialogue is referring
to the things that lack in the existence of the personages and that of the viewers
who are invited to think seriously, meditate over their lives and the purpose
it could serve, chances they could make after this transcendent Work of Art…
Mikhail Platonov
– leaving aside the third name that Russians so often, if not always use – had been
in love with Sophia Yegorovna and now they meet at this mansion, where a group
of men and women will discuss matters of great significance, but also indulge
in foolish games – they plan on riding a poor pig and one of the rather
insolent servants brings one from the village – and during the interaction many
mirthful and sad moments will succeed each other, such as the moment when the
former lovers see each other after many years and then, at a later stage, the
teacher recalls the feelings that one student and a girl shared, then she
decides that they would separate, he takes her to the railway station, watches
the lights of the train grow dimmer, then returns for a long time to the same
station, without the chance to see her returning, drinks a lot and then becomes
a modest, insignificant man – someone in the room thinks the story recalls one
of the Russian writers, though we know this is what had happened between Sophia
and a much younger Misha…
At one
moment, during a heavy rain that has started, a man from the neighborhood comes
to the big house, looking for the doctor and when he sees him, he says that he
has become because his wife is very sick, he has an equipage nearby and is ready
to ride with the doctor, who, alas, says that maybe he will come tomorrow, or
at the latest the day after tomorrow, for he is busy now – they still have to
listen to music from the Mechanical Piano, dance and play some games – but this
declaration of intent makes Mikhail very angry and he protests and states that
he is the only doctor in the area and that woman needs him and this is outrageous,
he had studied at university and does not help the people who are desperate for
him…
Having said
that, we do have the chance to hear the sad, frustrated doctor later on, as he
describes his life of disappointments, waiting for people to call for him at
the most impossible hours, as he waits for cases of dysentery – was it? – and he
thinks continuously of diarrhea and he is offended by the long, repeated
journeys he has to take along bumpy roads, where he is shaken out of his mind
and it is evident that though perhaps not as disabused as Mikhail – who still
looks like he does have a tremendous ally in the woman who says that she loves
him more than anybody ever could and proves it to a large if not full extent
when she keeps running after him, even after he had insulted her, attacked her sour
soups and everything else apparently.
The young
wife is rather simple – though Fyodor Dostoyevsky said something like ‘he would
rather be a sausage maker that believes in god without a doubt or question and
she goes to church every single day, to light a candle, sure that the almighty is
up there, watching over everything and protecting her and humanity in general…’,
words to that effect Insha’Allah – the question being if she is a simpleton,
though even in that case, she is surely redeemed by the rare, fantastic, divine
worship and admiration she evidently feels for her husband, that she criticizes
when he embarrasses both of them, attacking all those present at the gathering –
mostly with good reason, contrary to what one says, that he has no servants to punish,
so he has decided to lash the guests and hosts – the doctor for his lack of responsibility
and humanity ultimately, others for their laziness and the fact that one does
not do anything, after he had studied at university, he has returned and ever
since, he has o project, no contribution
and could conceivably do nothing for the
rest of his life…
Neokonchennaya
pyesa dlya mekhanicheskogo pianino as Unfinished Piece for Mechanical Piano
sounds in Russian is a marvelous, phenomenal film, though one of those
forgotten gems that have not attracted much attention – on the IMDB site, there
are only 4 (four!) critics and 12 users that have expressed some thoughts about
the movie
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