Country: U.S.A.
Genre(s): Drama /
War
Director: Stanley
Kubrick
Cast: Kirk Douglas
/ George Macready / Adolphe Menjou
Plot
Three innocent French soldiers are
court martialed as scapegoats following a disastrous World War I battle.
What I Liked
A tragedy-laden indictment on the
hypocrisy, corruption, and absurdity inherent in war politics, “Paths of Glory”
feels far ahead of its time as a scathing anti-war movie made at the height of
McCarthyism. Part of that feeling comes
from the casting of Kirk Douglas in the lead as the Colonel ordered to send his
men to certain death and then the only man willing to defend them against
unjust persecution. Douglas was of
course one of the great manly heroes of this era in American film, world famous
for his portrayals of ultra-masculine adventurers, cowboys, and soldiers. Going into this one, the viewer would expect
a similar no-questions-asked, patriotic war film. Yet, in “Paths of Glory,” Douglas plays a different
sort of hero in a more thoughtful film that questions the pre-packaged
representations of bravery idealized in some of his previous films. To see Spartacus championing men put on trial
for cowardice certainly heightens the sense of duplicity and irrationality that
pervades the movie, start to finish.
Douglas’s hero is given a perfect
foil in George Macready’s portrayal of the absolutely despicable General
Mireau, who endows the character with enough snobbish egotism to compete with
any Disney villain, yet somehow avoids going so over the top as to render the
General unbelievable. The battle,
courtroom, and prison scenes may be fraught with terror and tragedy, but those
scenes featuring meetings between the military officers surpass all other
scenes for the horror they display in the sheer ignorance and evil displayed.
Director Stanley Kubrick’s mastery of all facets of this film is total. The quest of herded soldiers on a suicide mission across a post-apocalyptic no-man’s-land of barbed wire, corpses, and exploding shells feels like genuine stock footage smuggled out of Hell. These nightmare visions are contrasted perfectly with depictions of the officers’ world of heavenly splendor and safety amid vast drawing rooms, chateaus, and ballroom. It’s that kind of incongruity that makes the film work. One feels guilty laughing at the ludicrousness of a General giving platitude filled pep talks to shell-shocked soldiers while bombs and gunfire erupt just over their heads. But that’s clearly the filmmakers’ point. It’s all so illogical that it would be hilarious if it weren’t so damn sad.
Director Stanley Kubrick’s mastery of all facets of this film is total. The quest of herded soldiers on a suicide mission across a post-apocalyptic no-man’s-land of barbed wire, corpses, and exploding shells feels like genuine stock footage smuggled out of Hell. These nightmare visions are contrasted perfectly with depictions of the officers’ world of heavenly splendor and safety amid vast drawing rooms, chateaus, and ballroom. It’s that kind of incongruity that makes the film work. One feels guilty laughing at the ludicrousness of a General giving platitude filled pep talks to shell-shocked soldiers while bombs and gunfire erupt just over their heads. But that’s clearly the filmmakers’ point. It’s all so illogical that it would be hilarious if it weren’t so damn sad.
What I Disliked
One could make the case that
officers in general are treated unfairly by this picture. Certainly not all officers are as sadistic or
corrupt as General Mireau and his cronies.
“Paths of Glory” may question pre-conceived notions of bravery and
cowardice. But few movies have such an
obvious dichotomy of good and evil.
There are very good guys here and very bad guys and nothing in between. All of the good guys are grunt soldiers and
all of the bad guys (with the exception of Douglas’ Colonel) are officers. Some moral complexity would not only make the
film more interesting, I would think it would be a more accurate depiction as
well.
Most Memorable Scene
There are some
shockingly (for the 50s) gory flashes of grenade-blackened and decapitated
corpses that show Kubrick wasn’t willing to pull any punches in a quest for
what later generations would call hyper-realism. Yet the most moving scenes are those of the
soldiers standing, leaning, and crouching silently in those claustrophobic
trenches. There’s no action, no
dialogue, just the gritty black and white footage of men lined up for the
slaughter, shot with Kubrick’s documentarian-like eye for authenticity.
My Rating: 4.5 out of 5
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