dancing for the sultan
by Douglas Messerli
Stéphane Marti (director) Ladyman /
1976
For French director Stéphane Marti the body is
not worshipped only for its physical beauty but for what it evokes through how
it covers and hides itself and how through its motions it entices us to embrace
everything we can never know about it within.
Marti arguably perceives that body at its best is exotic, androgynous, constantly shifting, and unapproachable. For him, it appears, the other is best kept at arm’s-length while simultaneously attempting to lure the other closer to it. At least that is how we observe what might almost be said to be the evocative dance of the seven veils that his long-time subject, Aloual, performs before his cinematic surrogate to the music of Lou Reed in the 1976 film Ladyman.
As his
often verbally impenetrable publicity characterizes his cinematic concerns:
“Marti works around issues of the body, the sacred, of gender identity disorder
and strategies of desire.” I wouldn’t exactly want to label being confused or
interested in different and competing genders within oneself a “disorder,” but
I think the fact that Aloual clearly is interested in alternately robing
himself—a bit like he was performing a private fashion show for his friend (Philippe
Chazal)—in various feminine and male attire is clearly fascinating.
We gather through Marti’s presentation of
Aloual—eyes glamorously painted somewhat like an Indian devi, as he dances,
poses in his red shorts and on occasion (apparently invoking images of the
past) stands completely nude in between changing outfits— imploring the
“cornered” other male to take him into his arms and secret confidences, that he
would like to be appreciated as a
Evidently, it is dance itself that pleases Chazal’s character more than
any consumption or obvious acceptance. Aloual must depend upon his memory of
past embracement or imagine wooing the viewers of the film. Evidently, if this
episode of one thousand and one attempts to enchant the sultan, any attempt to
grasp the constantly moving exhibitionist by the voyeur would mean stasis, the
body contained and controlled instead of merely worshipped.
Los Angeles, August 15, 2021
Reprinted from World Cinema Review (August
2021).
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