July 23, 2018
Erie, Pennsylvania
Last
week Tim and I watched a movie that Mike Hanlon, our tour guide and historian extraordinaire,
mentioned in 2015, Life and Nothing But, a film produced in 1989 by French filmmaker,
Bertrand Tavernier. The story takes
place a year after the end of the war in October 1920. A French major has been
given the task of identifying and interring thousands of fallen French
soldiers, most anonymous, from the Verdun battlefield.
“Humanity has entered its last dance”
In the
film's opening, a woman is looking for her husband amongst the
unidentified living soldiers while a French major looks for the soldier to be
the French Unknown Soldier. The filmmakers recreated a ruined village and the
desolation of the country side vividly reminded me of our 2015 trip. Today the
fields are covered in grasses and shrubs, even trees, but huge craters and
trench lines are still visible.
Desperate families are examining found objects, personal letters, books, cups,
dishes, trying to find some vestige of their loved one, gone for at least two years
or more. According to the film there were 349,111 missing French soldiers, 1.5
million French soldiers killed. Wooden crosses indicate temporary
graves. A hospital train, buried in a tunnel collapse during the war, yields even
more bodies. However, the train was also carrying explosives and another
catastrophe befalls the families when it blows up unexpectedly.
Tavernier
is a popular French director and producer. His characters are deeply developed
in Life
and Nothing But, the story skillfully told. I like the question on the
back of the DVD, would we want to be
post-war survivors stripped of illusions or would we want to be trapped in the
seductive feelings of bitterness and mourning for days, lives, and loves gone
by?
Life and Nothing But. Dir. Bertrand Tavernier. Perf. Philippe
Noiret and Sabine Azema. Hachette Premiere/King Video, 1989. DVD.
According to an article at
http://www.worldwar1.com/dbc/unksold.htm,
“After World War I, the Allies found that the bodies of many soldiers killed in
battle could not be identified. The governments of Belgium, Britain, France,
Italy, Portugal, and the U.S. decided to honor the memory of these soldiers.
Each government chose a symbolic unknown, buried his remains near the national
capital and built a monument in his honor. The first unknown to be interred was
France’s. The selection was made at the Verdun Citadel and the body was then
taken to the Arc de Triomphe. Each day the eternal flame is relit at the Arc in
a commemorative ritual.”
The full story of the American Unknown Soldier can be found at
this website, too.
KING AND
COUNTRY
Another
film that I watched recently was King and Country, a British film
about a young British soldier at Passchendaele, Belgium. After three years in
the trenches, he decides to just walk home. The movie is a heartrending
depiction of the effects of PTSD (long before it was called that, of course)
and how the soldier was court-martialed for his desertion. The captain assigned
to defend the soldier learns that the soldier spent three years in front-line
trenches and was the sole survivor of his company. Despite the circumstances, the
soldier is executed. My writer friend, Chris H. recommended that I watch the
movie, recently shown on AMC. It was an intense and poignant film, a story
starkly told. War is horrible. The graphic on the movie poster is stunning.
King and
Country. Dir. Joseph Losey. Perf. Dirk Bogarde and Tom
Courtenay. BHE
Films, 1964. AMC.
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