Country: U.S.A.
Genre(s): Drama /
Romance / War
Director: Frank
Capra
Cast: Barbara
Stanwyck / Nils Asther / Walter Connolly
Plot
A Christian
missionary held prisoner by a Chinese warlord gets history’s worst case of
Stockholm Syndrome.
What I Liked
There simply were not any other films like “The Bitter Tea of General Yen” made in the 1930's. Of course, I haven’t seen ever film made in
the decade; yet I’m absolutely sure of this assertion. In a movie highly atypical of him, director
Frank Capra has one strangely dark scene follow another, romanticizes an
interracial relationship, scratches the surface of Buddhist philosophy, and
portrays American Christians as ignorant and naïve. No wonder it didn’t sell well to a Depression-era
American audience. Still, it shows great
bravery on the part of all involved to participate in a film with so many taboo
themes. Sure, a cynic could suppose that
Capra and crew were hoping that shock value would sell their film. If they did, they were wrong. What they ended up with was a very strange
piece of work entirely unique from anything else of that medium, in that time
and place.
I spent much of the
movie simply wondering where the filmmakers were going with this picture; but
not in a bad way. It’s just that the
film defies so many early film conventions, even when it comes to plot
structure, that figuring out exactly when or how the conflict would end proved mystifying. Indeed, seeing the strange plot – and the
surprisingly complex themes underneath it – unfold is what kept me watching
without a moment of boredom.
What I Didn’t Like
Even with how
boundary-pushing this movie was, it is still not surprising that a white man
was cast to play the Chinese General Yen.
Today that decision might seem politically incorrect in the extreme;
however one honestly can’t blame Capra and the others in this case. To have Barbara Stanwyck actually
romantically kiss a real “Chinaman” on the big screen in the 1930's probably
would have doomed the careers of all involved in the picture. They do deserve credit for at first playing
off of the stereotypical Chinese villain common in films of the time and then
twisting that character into a sympathetic, truly complex character by the
conclusion.
Apparently Nils
Asther has received a great deal of praise for his performance as the title
character. Other than the aforementioned
going against the mold of the Chinese characters of the period, I don’t really
see why Asther deserves so much praise.
His accent is ridiculous to the point of pathetic and he never once
convinces the viewer, at least this 21st century viewer, that he is
actually Chinese.
Most Memorable Scene
*spoiler alert*
The processes by
which Stanwyck’s character does eventually fall in love with the General is
certainly difficult to fathom. In one
scene she’s convinced he’s either going to rape her or murder her and in the
very next she’s professing her undying love for him. By the time the Christian missionary walks
through his door transformed into a glittering, face-painted, Orientalized
(sorry if that’s not the politically correct term) woman and throws herself on
her knees, kissing his hand, and saying “I could never leave you,” one is still
trying to piece together at what point her heart changed and why. There are hints here and elsewhere of a kind
of breakdown of Stanwyck’s Westernized independence by an increasing sense of
submissiveness. This dom/sub subtext
runs through much of the relationship between she and Yen and climaxes with these
shots of her at his feet. Even when the
credits roll, it’s the only explanation that makes even a little sense, at
least to this viewer.
Perhaps I’m over analyzing
and it was simply a matter of the film finally needing to get to its conclusion
and the filmmakers not being sure of how to pull it off, so they just did it. But we’re talking about a filmmaker of the caliber
of Capra, I’d doubt that.
My Rating: 3
out of 5
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