| Greatly admired but rarely screened, a landmark documentary gets airtime on TCM 06/04/2001 By / The Dallas Morning News
Say you've made a great film, written a great novel or created an
otherwise esteemed work of art. Yet your accomplishment, praised it may
be, is thought of largely in relation to a popular movie.
Got it? Good. Now you know how Marcel Ophuls feels about discussing
Annie Hall.
"[Expletive] Annie Hall," says Mr. Ophuls by phone from
France, and you're not quite sure if he's kidding. Mr. Ophuls, son of
the opulent French director Max Ophuls, is discussing his landmark 1971
documentary The Sorrow and the Pity, which shows on Turner
Classic Movies Wednesday at 7 p.m.
And it seems that he's a bit tired of fielding innocent questions about
Woody Allen's homage to the film in his own 1977 comedy.
"The assumption is that my film wouldn't be known without Annie
Hall," he continues, voice rising. "Let's not discuss that."
Uh, that might be your assumption. We just wanted to know how you
felt about Mr. Allen's heartfelt tribute (see sidebar). But hey, if it's
a sore spot, no big deal.
Mr. Ophuls goes on to make clear his respect for the Wood Man as person
and artist.
"I love Woody Allen. We're a mutual admiration society," he says.
Indeed, he reveals that Mr. Allen contributed $50,000 to the making of
Mr. Ophuls' Oscar-winning 1987 documentary Hotel Terminus: The Life
and Times of Klaus Barbie. He also partly funded the restoration of
Sorrow.
But Mr. Ophuls' reaction speaks volumes for the place (and potential
paranoia) of the documentary filmmaker – and about the subject of
The Sorrow and the Pity. Subtitled "A Chronicle of a French City Under the
Occupation," Sorrow is exhaustive (more than four hours
long), penetrating and consistently revelatory. It's a document of not
just a single town (Clermont-Ferand) or a single war, but of the
vagaries of human nature under duress.
And yet you'd be hard pressed to find more than a handful of
contemporary moviegoers who know about it, and many of those who do
would mistakenly describe it as a Holocaust documentary rather than a
story about the French Resistance.
When Annie Hall complains that she's "not in the mood to see a four-hour
documentary on Nazis," she may very well be speaking for the general
public. Add another 24 years of brain-numbing entertainment to the
equation, and you're ready to praise the nobility of TCM for giving
folks a chance to tune in.
Willful ignorance is indeed a primary subject of The Sorrow and the
Pity, and some of the subjects have plenty of reason to live in
denial. Speaking dispassionately to former Nazis, Resistance leaders and
the many, many folks caught in between, Mr. Ophuls gets at the heart of
such matters as patriotism, fear and apathy. After digesting the
candy-coated schmaltz of Pearl Harbor, The Sorrow and the Pity
goes down like a tonic of sticky truths.
Mr. Ophuls shot the film in 1969, a year after French student upheavals.
As he recalls, many of his interview subjects were eager to justify
themselves to their kids, to let the whippersnappers know what it was
like back in the day.
"There are short periods when people see the connections between their
history and their own morality," explains Mr. Ophuls. "I probably would
have more trouble doing it now, but that was a time when people were
very eager to discuss what Daddy did during the war."
Initially banned from French television, The Sorrow and the Pity
was released theatrically last year in the same English-subtitled,
original French- and German-language version that will air on TCM. It
also came out on video earlier this year. But TCM still deserves kudos
for stepping up and showing such an important, unglamorous film.
It's one more reminder that the cable channel can't be dismissed as a
mere repository for old Hollywood movies. By the way, they do a good job
with those, too: The Sunday night "essentials" series will feature
The Maltese Falcon, A Night at the Opera and The Man Who Shot
Liberty Valance in the coming weeks. September will bring a
retrospective of the great Russian director Andrei Tarkovsky, hardly a
household name in these parts.
For now, however, a little sorrow and pity might do you some good. Just
remember: It was on the scene well before Alvy Singer made it his
favorite date
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7 p.m. Wednesday, Turner Classic Movies. 4 hrs. 30 min. Though already
famous in its own right, The Sorrow and the Pity received a big boost in
recognition when Woody Allen paid homage in his Oscar-winning 1977 film
Annie Hall.
Two minutes late to see Ingmar Bergman's Face to Face at the Beekman,
Annie and Alvy (Diane Keaton and Woody Allen, left) ponder alternative
possibilities.
Alvy: Let's go see The Sorrow and the Pity.
Annie: Oh come on, we've seen it. I'm not in the mood to see a four-hour
documentary on Nazis.
After watching The Sorrow and the Pity (again) at The New Yorker, Alvy
and Annie talk at home.
Alvy: Boy, those guys in the French Resistance were really brave. Having
to listen to Maurice Chevalier sing so much...
Annie: I know. Sometimes I ask myself how well I'd stand up under
torture.
Alvy: You? Are you kidding? The Gestapo would take away your
Bloomingdale's charge card and you'd tell them everything.
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