Inwood Theatre kicks off its spring World Cinema Matinee series with a masterpiece by German auteur Fritz Lang, who is most fondly remembered for that other masterpiece -- the frenetic, angular Metropolis (1926), a movie that will live on as long as there are university film departments and experimental musical ensembles who specialize in live, improvisational scores for audiences in altered states of mind. But you'll benefit from being in firm control of your senses while watching Lang's equally masterful M (1931). The director-screenwriter is cool and methodical in rendering the story of a child killer (Peter Lorre) whose ghastly crimes have so vexed Berlin that the city's criminal underworld organizes to hunt him down when the police fail.
M represents Fritz Lang's transition to sound, but his miserly use of it illustrates why galloping music and sudden, jump-out-of-your-seat aural effects have blunted the impact of so many suspense films. Lang's seemingly innocuous brushstrokes -- the playful sound of a man whistling, a balloon swaying slightly in midair, a child's eager face -- are really a prelude to the kid's murder. The mundane details are vital from the pathetic killer's point of view: He sweatily clutches his surrounding sensory debris to block out the crime.
M pissed off Nazi officials, ostensibly because of its morally ambivalent view of Lorre's character, but more likely because it casts a harsh glance at the mechanics of mob justice. If a popular filmmaker were willing to suggest that a lynch mob might be just as reprehensible as a lone pathological killer, he surely wouldn't be too eager to join the cultural disparagement of Jews, leftists, gypsies, homosexuals, and other undesirables. Indeed, after Lang's next movie, 1933's The Last Will of Dr. Mabuse, showed the villains spouting Nazi propaganda, his work was banned and The Third Reich demanded he make movies for their cause. Lang fled the country without his personal belongings or his wife, who had become a Nazi screenwriter.
April 22 and 23
Lovers Lane and Inwood Road
Still, you wouldn't need to know anything about its historical context to appreciate that M is one of the eeriest psycho-killer movies ever made, all the more disquieting because it reverses the relationship between society and the criminal who preys on it. By the time a delirious Peter Lorre is corraled by the seething masses, you'll also feel a bit disoriented at the inability to make your sympathy stick with any one side.
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