This fairy-tale terrifying in the extreme is Avati's ;it is an Italian Rococo fairy-tale,and Avati calls it an esoteric fairy-tale.A strength of The Mysterious Enchanter is that it is entirely humorless. And Avati is of such a mastership that he feels no need to stress the fact that he is constructing a beautiful thing. Other directors offer such tips from time to time,so that the viewer may see they are up to something;but Avati is way too master on his prodigious showmanship.So, The Mysterious Enchanter is an amazingly straightforward movie. Some elements suggest a comparison with one of Kubrick's films;must I add that Avati's daring and suspenseful film is ten times superior?
Let us enumerate some of the most notable elements:the score (Donaggio's music);the atmosphere; one of the few witchcraft stories well narrated on screen ;the eerie Monsignor.The touch is,as always in Avati's films,firm and powerful.One registers also Avati's Gargantuan taste for this kind of things,the fact that he is obviously enjoying this colorful piece.
The tale is set in the Rococo epoch,when a young seminarian is punished for a misdeed and appointed as the right-hand of an excommunicated Monsignor (excommunicated,indeed,but still a Monsignor) that lives in seclusion on his family's domain,at a creepy location.The Monsignor,a strong and fascinating person,is suspected of witchcraft and spied by a priest who tries to bring him before the ecclesiastical court.
The movie is visually stunning,a thing that does not characterizes the sober Avati.The colors are rich and amazing;there are a few studies in the Goyesque taste of the locations.
And for the last,let's say,last third,Avati finds a palette that is so suited,and that makes the movie so intensely striking,that we witness some of the best several tens of minutes of the horror genre.Being given Christmas Present,made ten years before The Mysterious Enchanter,one understands that Avati was prepared for this kind of chills,and able and ready to produce them.The finalI will not spoil itis like a gentle move,a gentle impulse.He lets his characterthis seminarianwhirl or slide as if down a spiralthis is what some claim Lovecraftianism is:-- cosmic-ism and all that.But let us not draw too off. Before we move on,let us state only that this film's final is a very Lovecraftian piece of cinema .Like in every Avati movie,in this one too the paths of the protagonist are connected to the whole,a whole that Avati only alludes to.These things are shown without words,there are no lines in the script for these thoughts of Avati.In this sense, The Mysterious Enchanter is more metaphysical than Christmas Present (which is too spectacular and simplified and almost didactic in parts),and more explicitly metaphysical than Graduation Party.It is interesting that Avati achieves this without betraying his movie's genre: The Mysterious Enchanter does not cease to be a magical horror.A very subtle art,to be sure.It is not about over-imposing meanings,but about letting them bear fruit.The cinema is also the art of these correlations. The choice of the subject was followed by a diligent comprehension.Sometimes I would almost want that Avati would of directed every script that I do enjoy;but it is not like that,Avati is especially careful with the choice of his subjects,he would not work on anything.The director is not a machinehis movies are the products of an individual's mind.
The Italianswell,some of thempossess the secret of this decadent craft of skillfully combining an uncanny tale,full of horror and astounding chills,with lavishly beautiful landscapes in autumnal colors.It is a thrilling tale of witchcraft and "demonolatry",very precisely drawn. Carlo Cecchi,as the ambiguous and eerie Monsignor, concomitantly chills and delights us.The film is scored by Donaggio,a great composer for the "giallo" genre;his music amplifies the feelings of terror.The first part of the movie is graphically uncanny,and the atmosphere is remarkably well created.
Avati is one of the directors whose existence has something wonderful,and who keep working in spite of the movie industry and of the popular trends,and who honor an uncompromising and original conception of art.Other such directors are Goretta,Sokurov, Liliana Cavani, people skilled enough to turn the cinema into a highly differentiated form of art;Tarkovski,Antonioni and Fellini,Truffaut, Bergman are,of course,among the greatest sheiks in these oasis,and the most important exponents as well ;and their immeasurable popularity is but a misunderstanding.These people justify cinema as an art-form.It is wonderful that they exist and that they manage to keep working,against the mainstreams,against the common conventions,against the routine.Their cinema is, implicitly, highly critical of the movies establishment. One of their main tasks is keeping themselves at least unsullied and proving practically,by their own deeds,that it is possible not to compromise,not to concede.The typical churl calls their cinema "art-house flicks",etc.; but this is a Neanderthalian's powerless revenge.Directors that do not flirt with popular appeal,that do not court the large festivalsand who,on the other hand,have something to say,and do it in a highly original,interesting,coherent, harmonious,mature,intelligent and enchanting way. (The fair reader must not be remembered of the countless Nullities that populate and flower in the art-house high-brow circles and are acclaimed as Copernican revolutionaries when they are nothing but pathetic charlatans who trade nothing because have nothing to trade and make the greatest damages and disservices, they and their even more inept followers and prophets, to the art-house oasis.)
Let us enumerate some of the most notable elements:the score (Donaggio's music);the atmosphere; one of the few witchcraft stories well narrated on screen ;the eerie Monsignor.The touch is,as always in Avati's films,firm and powerful.One registers also Avati's Gargantuan taste for this kind of things,the fact that he is obviously enjoying this colorful piece.
The tale is set in the Rococo epoch,when a young seminarian is punished for a misdeed and appointed as the right-hand of an excommunicated Monsignor (excommunicated,indeed,but still a Monsignor) that lives in seclusion on his family's domain,at a creepy location.The Monsignor,a strong and fascinating person,is suspected of witchcraft and spied by a priest who tries to bring him before the ecclesiastical court.
The movie is visually stunning,a thing that does not characterizes the sober Avati.The colors are rich and amazing;there are a few studies in the Goyesque taste of the locations.
And for the last,let's say,last third,Avati finds a palette that is so suited,and that makes the movie so intensely striking,that we witness some of the best several tens of minutes of the horror genre.Being given Christmas Present,made ten years before The Mysterious Enchanter,one understands that Avati was prepared for this kind of chills,and able and ready to produce them.The finalI will not spoil itis like a gentle move,a gentle impulse.He lets his characterthis seminarianwhirl or slide as if down a spiralthis is what some claim Lovecraftianism is:-- cosmic-ism and all that.But let us not draw too off. Before we move on,let us state only that this film's final is a very Lovecraftian piece of cinema .Like in every Avati movie,in this one too the paths of the protagonist are connected to the whole,a whole that Avati only alludes to.These things are shown without words,there are no lines in the script for these thoughts of Avati.In this sense, The Mysterious Enchanter is more metaphysical than Christmas Present (which is too spectacular and simplified and almost didactic in parts),and more explicitly metaphysical than Graduation Party.It is interesting that Avati achieves this without betraying his movie's genre: The Mysterious Enchanter does not cease to be a magical horror.A very subtle art,to be sure.It is not about over-imposing meanings,but about letting them bear fruit.The cinema is also the art of these correlations. The choice of the subject was followed by a diligent comprehension.Sometimes I would almost want that Avati would of directed every script that I do enjoy;but it is not like that,Avati is especially careful with the choice of his subjects,he would not work on anything.The director is not a machinehis movies are the products of an individual's mind.
The Italianswell,some of thempossess the secret of this decadent craft of skillfully combining an uncanny tale,full of horror and astounding chills,with lavishly beautiful landscapes in autumnal colors.It is a thrilling tale of witchcraft and "demonolatry",very precisely drawn. Carlo Cecchi,as the ambiguous and eerie Monsignor, concomitantly chills and delights us.The film is scored by Donaggio,a great composer for the "giallo" genre;his music amplifies the feelings of terror.The first part of the movie is graphically uncanny,and the atmosphere is remarkably well created.
Avati is one of the directors whose existence has something wonderful,and who keep working in spite of the movie industry and of the popular trends,and who honor an uncompromising and original conception of art.Other such directors are Goretta,Sokurov, Liliana Cavani, people skilled enough to turn the cinema into a highly differentiated form of art;Tarkovski,Antonioni and Fellini,Truffaut, Bergman are,of course,among the greatest sheiks in these oasis,and the most important exponents as well ;and their immeasurable popularity is but a misunderstanding.These people justify cinema as an art-form.It is wonderful that they exist and that they manage to keep working,against the mainstreams,against the common conventions,against the routine.Their cinema is, implicitly, highly critical of the movies establishment. One of their main tasks is keeping themselves at least unsullied and proving practically,by their own deeds,that it is possible not to compromise,not to concede.The typical churl calls their cinema "art-house flicks",etc.; but this is a Neanderthalian's powerless revenge.Directors that do not flirt with popular appeal,that do not court the large festivalsand who,on the other hand,have something to say,and do it in a highly original,interesting,coherent, harmonious,mature,intelligent and enchanting way. (The fair reader must not be remembered of the countless Nullities that populate and flower in the art-house high-brow circles and are acclaimed as Copernican revolutionaries when they are nothing but pathetic charlatans who trade nothing because have nothing to trade and make the greatest damages and disservices, they and their even more inept followers and prophets, to the art-house oasis.)