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LA PIANISTE (2001)
(The Piano Teacher)
Director: Michael Haneke
Countries: Austria / France
Language: French (English Subtitles)
UK: 129 mins
Starring:
Isabelle Huppert - Erika Kohut
Benoit Magimel Walter Klemmer
Annie Girardot Erikas Mother
I
have never been able to align myself with what I see as being the peculiar
notion that fetishism and sado-masochism are the subjects of comedy. Continually
puzzled by the mainstream medias interpretation of these sexual
practises as being "a little bit cheeky" perhaps and the fetish
clubs themselves using images of gurning females brandishing riding crops
and dressed in outfits that are "a little bit naughty", it occurs
that possibly those peddling these images would do well to ponder Isabelle
Huppert in Michael Haneke's La Pianiste.
Provoking cheers and boos and netting three awards at Cannes in May,
La Pianiste tells the story of Erika Kohut, a Viennese piano teacher.
Throughout the beginning of the film, the character is presented to us
as an icy and emotionless individual the only flashes of passion
appearing during the arguments with her domineering and possessive mother,
with whom Kohut, although in her early forties, still lives.
She is unnecessarily strict with her students, arousing the viewers
suspicions somewhat as sadistic pleasures are taken in small doses with
put-downs and criticisms. Our suspicions are confirmed when we see the
character enter a sex shop to view pornographic videos from a booth, going
as far as to retrieve a soiled tissue from the floor and hold it to her
nose with an expression on her face as passionless as those she offers
her students. This facet of her character is revealed further in a series
of similarly sordid situations, the most shocking of which involves Kohut
sitting in an empty bath with underwear discarded, a razor blade and mirror.
Into her life steps Walter, a young piano student who becomes obsessed
with her cold nature, her talent and her unreachable demeanour. In one
of the films most powerful scenes, the directors camera lingers
on Kohuts face as she witnesses Walters audition for her class.
Although almost motionless, the passion, fear, anger and lust that Huppert
manages to convey from somewhere behind her eyes is incredible.
After
a particularly spiteful act of cruelty on one of her young female students,
she yields to Walters advances in a public toilet. Yet the course
of love does not run smoothly and the younger student is rebuffed and
told that he must wait until he receives her instructions on how their
play shall be performed. These instructions leave Walter repulsed and
contemptuous of his former object of passion and conversely cause his
former teachers barriers to fall, reducing her to a pathetic, desperate
and lonely creature with an ambition to excel at the piano (something
which she herself hasnt managed as she is yet a teacher and not
a performer) at the expense of other joys, passions and emotions.
As Huppert herself has commented on the movie: "It's the story of
a woman who never really became a woman. She has become a woman to all
appearances, but in her domestic universe she has remained a little girl."
This is something that is so pathetic to watch on screen, in that whilst
she is clearly a terrible woman who takes out her fears and frustration
with the aid of small acts of cruelty, it is also difficult not to feel
pity for her and her predicament.
A modern day tragedy, this film is difficult to watch and left this reviewer
feeling emotionally drained. It is sparse, it is bleak, it isnt
particularly heart warming. It is however beautifully filmed with an at
times spine tingling use of music and Hupperts portrayal of self-loathing
and emotional detachment is a wonder to behold.
MARC BLACKIE 2 December 2001
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