Episode Fifteen- Moscow!
“He’s
caught his bear but he’s trapped in the cage with it” is Marshal Kutusov’s
accurate opinion of Napoleon’s situation. We see the French Emperor arrive in
Moscow feeling he can be generous in victory, talking of a strict but compassionate
regime and he quickly sends for dignitaries to speak to. He soon learns the
truth that anyone of rank has left the city in the hands of looters and
arsonists determined to let Moscow burn rather than allow the French to
properly occupy it. It is a gripping opening alright as Napoleon struts around
a very grand room – yet another impressive set- and declares he will have his
office here even though the place is the size of a small church and similarly
decorated. Yet his confidence soon turns to anger and its noticeable that his
ideas shift with every development which his Generals can all see. It’s a well calibrated performance from
David Swift who revels in Napoleon’s force of will yet shows his frustrations
too.
The
largest section of the episode though is given over to Pierre who remains in
his Moscow house though now wearing peasant’s clothes, a disguise which twice
in the episode fails to fool the French. Still convinced his and Napoleon’s destinies
are intertwined he has tarried too long in the capital and ends up reluctantly
having dinner with a French officer called Ramballe whose life he saves when a
drunk servant tries to kill him. It’s one of those Pierre `how did this happen`
moments that have recurred through the story because the pistol was actually
his. The narrative often uses Pierre to coax more from characters who would
otherwise remain defined by rank or duty and here over a long, wine fuelled
meal Rambelle becomes more human to a point. I really thought the scene was
taking us somewhere but unfortunately it fizzes out as both crash to the floor
drunk. It does go on a bit too long but is another example of Anthony Hopkins’
intense acting style and he’s matched here by Stepen Yardley’s pompous
Ramballe.
In terms
of staging and direction there are some impressive sequences. At the start we see the French marching towards Moscow which once
again shows how a vast number of extras were utilised. One shot shows Napoleon
atop a hill looking down on hundreds and hundreds of troops with Moscow in the
distance. For 1972 this is close to filmic stuff. A simpler shot later on shows
a camera closing in on a ranting Napoleon; It starts at the far end of a very
large set and keeps going till it arrives directly in front of him and
underscores his words as he speaks. We end though with Pierre imprisoned though
as the solders have sussed he’s a noble perhaps he might get his audience with
Napoleon after all?
Episode Sixteen- Two Meetings
A
smaller scale episode in which we catch up with the Rostovs and also the seemingly
indestructible Andrei who despite standing inches from an exploding grenade ten
days earlier is still alive albeit seriously wounded. We also find Nikolai
charming various women in a nearby town while also being manouvered into
meeting up again with Maria. Of course, if they get together it would overturn
his long stated pledge to marry Sonia but that doesn’t seem to matter too much
to Countess Rostova because Maria has money.
I’m starting
to dislike the Countess as she uses every trick in the book to get her daughter
and niece to do as she wants. While earlier in the series she allowed her
husband to fritter away money without check, now it’s up to the girls to marry
into money to restore the family’s damaged finances. Also she hasn’t told Natasha
that Andrei is amongst the wounded and now she confronts Sonya to try and get
her to break her pledge to Nikolai. She is a piece of work alright. You have to
credit Faith Brook with giving the character’s duplicitous nature a sugar
coating but watching from a modern perspective you feel like shouting to the
girls “walk out and live your life as you choose`. Sonya makes a heartfelt
speech about how only she has to make sacrifices and it could apply to a lot of
the female characters in this piece.
The
episode does therefore have something of a repetitive nature leaning too much on coincidence for its plot. Really
we’re all just waiting for the Natasha and Andrei reunion which occurs in the
final minutes though the director cheekily spends the episode making us think Andrei
has passed away only for him to open his eyes again! When they do finally see each other it is a
lovely moment, well played.
Episode Seventeen- Of Life and Death
A
lyrical episode charts the differing perspectives of both Andrei and Pierre.
Now being nursed by Natasha, the former has resigned himself to death in a
manner that he always has. When you think about the way he was wounded first at
Austerlitz and then Borodino they were moments of recklessness from a man who
has been otherwise shown as a thinker. Now reunited with the love of his life
he seems to prefer imminent death to the prospect of recovery. He is a
tough character and an unlikely protagonist who would nowadays be classed
as someone with depression. Alan Dobie has less showy material than Anthony
Hopkins but he has an authority that shines even in these scenes when Andrei is
somewhat serene in death. “I shall die- what of it?” he muses in voiceover
seemingly unconcerned about Natasha, his sister and son all of whom pay tearful
bedside visits. In one scene his internal monologue speaks over Natasha something
I’ve never seen done before but it shows just how he is barely in the present.
This lack of concern of death has always been there- and voiced in earlier
episodes- so perhaps he is happy now it is here.
By comparison
Pierre, a prisoner of the Russians and narrowly avoiding execution in a
powerful early scene is to be later found, in his own words, happier than he’s
ever been. Befriended by other prisoners, especially Platin, a simple uneducated man he has found the solace he previously sought in freemasonry or philanthropy.
Once again you can only be impressed at Anthony Hopkins’ ability to sell these
unusual conclusions breathing life into such lines as “Life is the minute by
minute living of it”. Pierre is happy to banter both with guards and prisoners
while declining an opportunity to be moved to better conditions. There’s a
great turn too from Harry Locke as Platin whose embracing of the simple life
seems like inspiration to Pierre. Between them the dialogue sings and if it can
seem a little familiar to modern ears you have to remember when this was made
and dramas less regularly delved into such philosophical concerns. Is it
patronising the lower classes? Is Pierre’s espousal of this simple life just
too unlikely for a man of such standing? Or have his experiences- especially
his crazy infiltration of Borodino- changed him? It is tempting to see him as a
narrator figure, somehow managing to collide with all of the story’s main
events in an improbable yet fascinating manner. Whatever Tolstoy- and this
adaption- intend it makes for a richer viewing experience.
I
suppose the scene that lingers though is the firing squad sequence which is
shown with a directorial flourish- different angles, focusing on the drums,
seeing the victims being chucked into a hole in the ground. It sits uneasily
with the matey camaraderie we see later on but shows that in war all sorts of
odd things can happen and perhaps the lesson here is that we all need to think
a bit more like Platin.
Episode Eighteen- The Retreat
From
its stark title through its every scene this is a bleak piece of television.
Watching it is a mixture of being shocked by the scenes we’re seeing yet simultaneously impressed by the staging of it all. Even more so than the battles and
ballroom sequences that have been the standout scenes this is harrowingly real.
Indeed, it must have been very hard for the actors, extras and crew filming it
in thick snow, freezing temperatures and rugged landscapes. OK so they didn’t
have to walk over eighty miles but I’m sure it wasn’t too difficult to look at
first weary and later absolutely frozen when shooting this. The director
captures it all in the sort of detail you might expect in a documentary and
what the modern viewer notices more than anything is the complete absence of
incidental music. The soundtrack instead is the rolling of carts, the shorting
of horses, the coughing of dying men and every so often a gunshot ringing out
as another prisoner is shot because they cannot go on.
I
doubt if modern audiences would stick with such lengthy sequences as these but
they make an impact. The retreat from Moscow depicted is every bit as harsh as you might
expect. Columns of soldiers together with hundreds of Russian slaves leave
Moscow headed back the way they came amongst them Pierre and Platin. The mood
sours straight away- last episode’s chumminess gives way to barked orders and
bristling rifles as the army leaves the capital. At first it doesn’t seem too
bad as they march along cobbled streets and out into the woods yet each time
the scene cuts it is to more difficult conditions. There are some fantastically
captured moments where we see columns of people trudging along with a wintry
haze surrounding them. The further we go the more tired they become, the more
strung out the line gets.
Poor
old Platin is not going to make it of course- he knows it, Pierre knows it and
so do we and in an instant another friendship is gone. There is more tragedy
ahead too. A small cadre of Russians make the mistake of attacking this convoy
at night in a sudden flurry of fast shots and cuts but it’s not as easy a
target as they imagine. Amongst the casualties is the youngest Rostov, Petya, whose
reckless determination to get into the melee costs him his life in what seems a
pointless attack on retreating soldiers. Like Platin’s death this is treated as
an inevitability of the war. Its interesting that every main character who has
been killed has lost their life in a pointless way. There are no heroes here on
either side.
What
of Napoleon who only last episode was not contemplating a retreat? The episode shows
him brooding over what to do, regretting past decisions and finally deciding to
leave his army to the retreat and get back to Paris. I suppose Emperors get to make more errors
than football managers! In an episode with a minimum of dialogue it is both
Anthony Hopkins and David Swift who becomes orators of this sorry situation and
they do a fine job of taking us through a superbly constructed piece of
television drama.
Pictures from the Radio Times War and Peace Special magazine.
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