A dark character study
extrapolated from the writings of Henry James, François Truffaut’s The Green Room tells a twisted love story
through the prism of grief so powerful it compels a man to all but withdraw
from the human experience. Adding to the tragedy of the piece is the irony that
loss brings the protagonist into intimate contact with a woman who is broken in
the same way, but not to the same degree; therefore, the promise of renewal
hovers over a story about a man resigned to oblivion. Tackling these grim
themes in his characteristically literary style, Truffaut crafts an experience
that is sometimes more intellectual than it is visceral, so some viewers will
find the piece icy and perhaps even impenetrable. For those willing to accept
Truffaut’s disinterest in striking crowd-pleasing chords while performing this
particular sonata, The Green Room is
intriguing.
Set in the 1920s, the picture stars Truffaut as Julien Davenne, a
World War I veteran haunted not only by the war but also by the death of his
beloved wife. While working as an editor for a newspaper that has fallen from
popularity—one of the film’s myriad metaphors representing decay—Julien pursues
his real passion, which is building a shrine to his late spouse. The “green
room” of the title includes photographs and souvenirs, so on a spiritual level,
the room represents a space where Julian can imbibe his wife’s essence until
he’s intoxicated. Wallowing inside the green room is the only pleasure that
Julien allows himself, because the rest of his life is fraught. He shares
lodgings with a housekeeper, whom he tasks with errands that Julien considers
beyond his emotional capacity, and with a deaf-mute boy, whom Julien
traumatizes by showing slides depicting war dead.
The implication is that
Julien has disappeared so deeply into an abyss of mourning that he’s like a
black hole sucking other objects in with the force of his gravitational pull.
Julien even extends animus beyond the grave, because when a luminary of his
former acquaintance dies, Julien alienates his publisher by writing a eulogy
that takes the form of a poison-pen letter. The only glimmer of brightness in
Julien’s life is his relationship with Cécilia Mandel (Nathalie Baye), an
assistant at an auction house. He meets her while reviewing estate-sale
artifacts in order to find something that once belonged to his wife. Later, once
Julien discovers that Cécilia is also paralyzed by loss, he draws her into a
plan for building a grander shrine than the green room, a massive vault
honoring all of Julien’s friends and loved ones who have died.
The Green Room is simultaneously
obvious and subtle. On a surface level, the film is a scientific study of the
way grief can conquer life if given fertile ground in which to plant its bitter
seeds. On a deeper level, however, the film is about human connection. One gets
the sense, for instance, that Julien exhausted his full measure of love while
building a world with his wife, so her death snuffed a flame inside of him.
Seen from that perspective, the arc of Julien’s relationship with Cécilia has a
cosmic quality, if one is willing to belabor a metaphor—she’s a celestial
object drawn by the magnetism of the aforementioned black hole, and she not
only resists the invitation to disappear but also tries to find a spark inside
the dead star that she can reignite.
The Green Room: GROOVY
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