“Where does this music come from? From the heavens or from the ground? Now it’s stopped.”
--- A quote from Shakespeare’s The Tempest, used as the end quote for The Postman’s White Nights
Any serious Konchalovsky film
viewer will recall that the end-quotes of his films, when used, are very
important to put the tale one just viewed in its intended perspective. He did use it with aplomb in Runaway Train (a quote from
Shakespeare’s Richard III) and Shy People (a quote from Revelations in the Bible). What is the music he is referring to? It would be too simplistic
to consider it to be the music of the film’s composer Eduard Artemev, the
talented composer of Tarkovsky’s three monumental works—Solaris, Stalker and Mirror, and the important Russian
sci-fi film Dr Ivan’s Silence. The
music is most likely to be a metaphor for the waves of good and evil forces
that an average Russian encounters in life and learns to live with over time.
The real postman Aleksey Triyapitsyn "acts" as himself--his army clothes indicate his status of a paid government employee |
Now, Andrei Konchalovsky’s career
can easily be divided into three distinct phases: pre-Hollywood work in former
USSR, some with classmate Andrei Tarkovsky (The Steamroller and the Violin, Ivan’s Childhood, Andrei Rublyev)
and some alone; his Hollywood phase (which included Runaway Train, Maria’s Lovers and Shy People); and the recent post Hollywood phase in Russia working
with the obviously unusually talented co-scriptwriter Elena Kiseleva. The Postman’s White Nights marks the
beginning of this exciting new phase in Konchalovsky’s career when he begins
his collaboration with co-scriptwriter Elena Kiseleva. His second film with
Kiseleva was Paradise (2016). He is
currently working on a third film with Kiseleva, tentatively titled Il peccato. This critic could see
parallels in this fascinating collaboration with that of the late Polish
maestro Krzysztof Kieślowski’s collaboration with co-scriptwriter Krzysztof
Piesiewicz, towards the evening of his respective career that resulted in his
masterpieces Dekalog, The Three Colours
trilogy, and The Double Life of
Veronique.
The Postman’s White Nights is one of the finest works in recent
years from Russia that can rub shoulders with the cinematic gems of Andrei
Zvyagintsev. The depth of the film can be lost on a casual viewer while it can
offer profound commentary on Russia for the mature viewer.
The rural Russian folk smoke endlessly, drink tea and vodka, and die often alone |
What did Konchalovsky and Kiseleva
do in The Postman’s White Nights that
will stun the viewer? They scripted a tale set in a rural setting where the
village school is in ruins; men are turning alcoholics and survive on pensions;
newspapers, bread, medicines, are brought from the nearest town by a postman,
an alcoholic in the past, currently a bachelor; with one other regular
government employee posted in this village an unpopular lady mayor, living
alone with a young son, because she fines folk caught trawling fish in the
nearby water bodies to win brownie points with her unseen superiors.
Everybody smokes, but the postman has kicked his drinking habit after it ruined his family life |
As in both the Konchalovsky and
Kiseleva films, the scriptwriters build-up details that do not seem to add up
midway but punches you at the end of the film. And if you blink you might miss
that brilliant visual that says more than all the spoken words in the entire
film. (There is a third partner in the Konchalovsky-Kiseleva films: cinematographer
Aleksandr Simonov). The Russian government
obviously seems to have ignored the well being or the development of this rural
township. Not only is the school in
ruins (possibly because there are not enough kids to attend school) but the
folks there have only the TV sets as sources of entertainment. There are no
tractors to till the land, only animal driven ploughs. From all evidence there is
only one plough for the entire community. It is no wonder that people in that
locality are driven to steal outboard motors of boats or trawl the water bodies
for fish—an illegal act for all except the powerful generals who infrequently
visit the area. But not very far away, Russia rocket/space power is quietly advancing
ignoring the plight of the rural poor.
The good and the bad coexist in
the rural world with the committed postman being the prominent do-gooder. The
townsfolk do not go out of the way to help the postman when he faces a
professional crisis with his motorboat’s engine stolen and thus not being able
to discharge his duties for the rural folk. In the world of email communication and mobile
telecommunication, the postman fills a multitasking role. And he loves to do
it. He has to file a theft report and wait for a replacement to be
supplied. The elders in the rural areas
wistfully recall better days during the socialist regime and some even recall
being in Vietnam during the war there.
The postman and the mayor's son |
What most viewers are likely to
miss out is an important decision taken by director Konchalovsky—all characters
in the film’s rural setting are played by authentic villagers. The only
professional actors are the two individuals who play the roles of the lady
mayor and her delightful young son, Timur, who addresses the postman as “uncle.”
Now that is incredible considering how the onscreen presence of the real
postman engages the viewer. One would
mistake him for a professional actor able to convey so many complex emotions
and body languages. The Russian title of
the film would read as the white nights of Aleksey Tryapitsyn, the name of man
who plays the postman in the film. He is playing himself. Thus the entire
script revolves around real people playing themselves. But the script belongs to brilliance of
Konchalovsky and Kiseleva.
Look at how they built the script.
The entire background of the life of the postman is provided by Aleksey Tryapitsyn’s
monologue as he sifts through old photographs of himself with the movie’s camera
placed behind his head and shoulders.
Who is he talking to? The viewer. Such a monologue is never repeated until
the end sequence where all or most of the village folk sit shoulder to shoulder
on a ferry, their differences forgotten, without a word spoken, looking at the
camera. Who are they looking at? The viewer.
The postman shares his childhood fears and tales with the mayor's son. |
The next striking visual is the
repeated morning waking shot of the postman looking down at his boots on the
carpet that he need to get into. He is living alone. There is no tap water; he
has to fetch water in pails. The mayor and the postman wear camouflage army clothes—possibly
because they are the only paid government employees. His life is spartan.
The filmmaking trio emphasize
rumination and natural beauty—the characters are constantly reflecting,
outdoors and indoors. Those sequences
are with the music of Artemev as in the early Tarkovsky and Konchalovsky films.
And that leads on to the dark grey cat (“there
are no cats in the village” the viewer is informed, and ergo the cat is a
metaphor of a silent imaginary friend of the lonely postman—a cinephile will
recall Tarkovsky used totemic images of a dog in Stalker). The silent cat
comes through the window, follows Aleksey Tryapitsyn during his imaginary visit
to the school ruins, and finally sits on the stomach of the reclining postman.
Does the cat have a common link with a cat’s images on the postman’s
tablecloth?
Simonov's cinematography and Artemev's music can be stunning |
...and who wouldn't ruminate on contemplating the natural beauty of Russia captured by cinematographer Simonov? |
Apart from the good actions and
the bad actions of the characters in The
Postman’s White Nights, the overarching philosophy of the film is to accept
this truth and reconcile what is left of one’s life with this attitude. The
postman runs away but decides to return to the same community where, not surprisingly,
he is still welcome. Konchalovsky “ran away” from USSR to work in Hollywood only to return to Russia with all its continuing faults and greatness. The film
might be a great anti-smoking film with almost all the elders addicted to tobacco
and evidently not healthy but the young boy also learns to smoke following the actions
of the elders. But in the end segment, Konchalovsky, Kiseleva and Simonov are pointing
out with their tongues firmly in their cheeks that Russia is launching
spacecrafts and rockets not very far from the world of rural folk who can’t
fish in the water bodies without asking for trouble or have any entertainment
beyond state TV. And guess what, these Russians on the fringes of Russian society
addicted to tobacco and vodka are still happy and content as long as they get
their pensions.
Where does the strange sustenance of the Russians come from? From the ground, or from the rockets? A Shakespearean conundrum indeed!
Where does the strange sustenance of the Russians come from? From the ground, or from the rockets? A Shakespearean conundrum indeed!
It is a meaningful film for the serious
film viewer, and richly deserving of the Venice film festival honour.
P.S. The Postman’s White Nights
won the Best Director Award (Silver
Lion) for Andrei Konchalovsky. Detailed
reviews by the author of Konchalovsky’s earlier films Runaway Train (1985) and Paradise (2016) were posted earlier on this blog. A link to the Konchalovsky written paper/lecture on the "Russian Soul" is provided on this blog and
the contents are closely linked to the basic mood of the film. A critical line from that lecture reflects the essence of the film's ending "Why Russians can build a rocket and send it off into space, but not make a decent car?" Mr Konchalovsky is also one of the author's 15 favourite active filmmakers.