Most of the time a
retelling of a well known story does not work. Think about Snow White and the Huntsman or Mirror
Mirror and how awful those went. But for every bad retelling there are good
ones. For example, I think the TV show Once
Upon a Time is genius. Sure the storylines are terrible because the writers
cannot seem to think of anything original but the way the classic fairy tales
are told and the way all the fairy tale characters come together are genius
(for anyone who watches it I am Evil Regal and Outlaw Queen all the way!). Movie
wise there is an amazingly incredible retelling of Snow White and the Seven
Dwarves called Blancancieves from
Spain.
Blancancieves
is a black and white silent movie that was made in 2012. Usually for Silent
Sundays I do a real silent film from the actual silent era. I had Blancancieves saved on my Netflix cue
and for the life of me could not remember why until I read the description that
it was silent. I travel on the weekends and needed silent movie to watch since I
forgot to pick one out before I left. Blancancieves
came up and I thought good enough I can get away with it despite being new. I
cannot even begin to tell you how outrageously thrilled I am that I found Blancancieves and watched it.
The story begins in the early 1900s. A famous bullfighter
named Antonio Villalta takes to the arena. He throws his hat to his pregnant
wife in the audience. She misses the catch and it falls signaling a bad omen.
Soon enough, Antonio is gorged by the bull. The entire audience is panic
stricken that this famous man is seriously wounded. The wife goes into such
shock that she goes into labor. Antonio fights for his life on the operating
table and survives. The wife is not so fortunate but their baby daughter
survives. Antonio has been paralyzed from the neck down. His nurse Encarna
begins to take advantage of him as soon as another nurse tells her that Antonia
is very rich and when she sees that Antonio cannot even look at his child because
of his grief for his wife.
The daughter Carmen is brought up by her grandmother, her
mother’s mother. The two have a very happy loving life together. Their
happiness unfortunately ends when the grandmother dies at Carmen’s party for
her communion. Carmen is sent to live with her father. Encarna has become
Carmen’s stepmother and has completely taken advantage of the father. When
Carmen comes to the house Encarna forbids the little from going upstairs and
places her in a disgusting basement with just a mattress away from the house.
One day Carmen’s rooster Pepe gets loose in the house and goes to the second
floor. Carmen goes upstairs looking for him. She comes to the room where her
father is left alone in his wheelchair.
The day after father and daughter meet for the first time
since she was born, they spend every day happy together. He reads to her and
even teaches her how to bullfight. One day they are almost caught by Encarna
when Carmen moves Antonio’s wheelchair around to make him dance and the bell
catches the light from the sun and reflects outside where Encarna can see it.
Years later, Carmen is a young woman. She still acts as a
servant in her father’s house but she is not bitter. While out hanging laundry
on a line someone comes from the house to tell her that her father has died.
Encarna finally kills Antonio by pushing him down the stairs in his wheelchair.
Antonio’s body is dressed in his matador costume and propped up on the couch so
a fanfare of people can come and take photos with him. Carmen is the last one
to take a photo with him and she is crying.
Encarna soon instructs her driver to take Carmen way out
into the woods to pick some flowers. In the woods the driver is to kill Carmen.
He tries to strangle her but she manages to get away. The driver catches up to
her near a lake and he tries to drown her. Fortunately Carmen does not die. She
is saved that night by a young man named Rafita. When Carmen wakes up is in a
caravan with a whole bunch of strange little men standing over her. Rafita is
part of a traveling act of bullfighting dwarves. She cannot remember her name
so they call her Blancancieves, Snow White.
At a show in a small town one of the dwarves is being
kicked around by a small bull. Carmen instinctively runs into the ring and
begins doing what her father taught her even though she cannot remember who she
is and where she came from. Before Carmen knows it she is a famous female
bullfighter known throughout Spain. The dwarf she had saved is not happy with
her and does not like her at all.
Encarna is now living in Seville with her driver. She had
been hoping to make the front page of a popular magazine with photographs
showing off her clothes, home, and most importantly her face. She is bumped to
a half page by the story of Blancancieves and her incredible rise to fame. Of course
Encarna recognizes her old foe and flips out on her driver. He was sitting by
the pool and she smashes him in the head. To make it look like an accident she
throws his dead body in the pool.
Carmen is scheduled to appear at the same arena as her
father in Seville. An old friend of her grandmother’s comes to the stadium. She
cannot remember him but something about the man triggers her memory and she
remembers everything including her father.
Before the fight the angry dwarf switches out the bull
Carmen was supposed to be using with a bull called Satan. He wants to be rid of
her once and for all.
As she walks into the arena Carmen nearly has a meltdown
and she is nearly killed by the wild bull. Just in time she remembers her
father had told her to never take her eyes off the bull. Carmen is able to
stare the bull into submission and the crowd asks for the bull’s pardon. The
entire arena applauds and cheers for her. Encarna is able to get close enough
to Carmen to give her a poisoned apple.
Carmen’s body is put on display as a side show where
people come up to see if their kiss will break the spell. Rafita is devastated by
this. He loves Carmen and has ever since they met. Carmen loved him too. At
night he stays with her in her coffin-like container and kisses her on the
lips. A tear falls down the side of Carmen’s face.
I cannot even begin to tell you how much I loved Blancancieves from beginning to end. It was
such a perfect movie. It was beautiful and artistic and stunning and wonderful.
Visually it was one of the most perfect movies I have ever seen. It reminded me
so much of the silent French version of The Fall of the House of Usher and Carl Theodor Dreyer’s The Passion of Joan of Arc. It was surrealistic. The acting was
exactly like an old silent era film which is to say over the top with emoting
but it was not unbearable. The way the story of Snow White was retold in the
1920s in Spain and bullfighters is completely genius. I was floored and
enamored by the story. This is how reworkings of well known classic fairy tales
should be done.
If there is one movie that I genuinely highly recommend
seeing, especially if you love movies that are all around excellently well made or
like to call yourself a cinéphile , you must see Blancancieves.
No comments:
Post a Comment