hunter, cobbler, schoolboy, racist
by Douglas Messerli
Luis Buñuel and Jean-Claude Carrière
(adaptation and dialogue, based on a novel by Octave Mirbeau), Luis Buñuel
(director) Le journal d’une femme de
chamber (Diary of a Chambermaid)
/ 1964
Céléstine (Jeanne Moreau), a
beautiful chambermaid, has traveled from Paris—we can only imagine the reasons
for her leaving the city—to the country, where she will be serving the Monteil
household in their chateau. For this well-dressed city girl, the country folk
from the very beginning seem unfriendly and unsophisticated, the family
servant, Joseph (Georges Géret) who has come to fetch her by phaeton hardly
speaking a word to her, the wife (Françoise Lugagne) asking her impolite
questions and mostly lecturing the new chambermaid about the preciousness of
household objects. She is, we quickly perceive, a woman who only occasionally
suffers her husband’s sexual demands. From the moment Céléstine meets Monsieur
Monteil (Michel Piccoli) we perceive him as a rather uncouth man, hunting down
small animals and any female of the human species that might cross his path; he
has, evidently, gotten the last chambermaid
Much like the mysterious figure of Pasolini’s movie, Teorema, of four
years later, however, the young chambermaid seems to offer each of these
absurdly dreadful figures the perfect image of their desires. Despite breaking
the cover of an expensive lamp shortly after her arrival, Céléstine even
pleases the cow of a woman, Madame Monteil. Throughout, in fact, the new
chambermaid is able to please the ridiculous figures of her new world with a
slight smile, a sense of humor, and a willingness to play along. She even
becomes a kind of mother-protector figure to the mysterious urchin, Claire, who
wanders the local woods dressed in a kind of “Little Red Riding Hood” outfit,
gathering up snails and berries to trade to the wealthy landowners for dinner.
When the elderly father-in-law, however, is found dead in his bedroom,
Céléstine determines to return to city life. At the station she hears of the
rape and murder of Claire and becomes suddenly determined to return to the
manor, suspecting Joseph, whom we know to be the perpetrator of the dreadful
act.
In the penultimate scene, we witness Céléstine in bed with Captain
Mauger, as her new husband serves her breakfast. So it becomes apparent this
chambermaid has been equally willing to use her powers to get what she wants.
But what she truly wants remains in doubt, as we witness her, sitting upon the
bed, busily plotting her next move. We can only imagine what that move might
be—perhaps a return to the Chateau Monteil with the ouster of the
passive-aggressive Madame? Does she, like Buñuel simply seek revenge or is she
after something larger? In the following
decade with the rise of Nazi rule and the Holocaust, supported by just such
bourgeois folk and the blind eye of the Church, the world she served was
completely overturned. And even a former chambermaid might inherit the new
order. Buñuel’s most realistically presented film, accordingly, is as ambiguous
as all of his others.
Los Angeles, March 11, 2012
Reprinted from International Cinema Review (March 2012).
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