resigning freedom
by Douglas Messerli
Peter Ustinov (screenplay, based on
the play by Louis O. Coxe and Robert Chapman, based on an early version of the
novel by Herman Melville) (director) Billy Budd / 1962
Premiering in 1962, the same year,
coincidentally, when Harrison Hayward and Merton M. Sealts Jr.* published the
most authoritative of editions of the novel, Peter Ustinov’s version of Billy Budd, just like Benjamin Britten’s
noted opera, cannot be perceived as a definitive presentation of Melville’s
great book. But it is about as good of a version possible, beautifully filmed
in black-and-white, and basically well-acted.
Certainly one cannot imagine
a better actor to play Billy than the cherubically beautiful young Terence
Stamp, who has such a glowing smile that Ustinov’s camera quite literally fawns
on him; and although the film does not overstate (or even overtly suggest) that
“the handsome young sailor” may have aroused homosexual longings in both the
repressed master-at-arms, John Claggart (a frowningly brutal Robert Ryan) or
the slightly pompous and orthodox Captain Vere (Peter Ustinov), it is not
difficult to imagine why Billy, impressed on board the Indomitable through “the Rights of War,” has suddenly delighted the
entire ship’s crew.
Not only is he lovely to look at, but, even more powerfully, totally
innocent, refusing, even though he has had his “rights” taken away—he has been
snatched off the merchant ship The Rights
of Man—to recognize the evil of the world into which he has been suddenly
immersed. With absolute positivism, he describes the sickening gruel which the
sailors are forced to eat: “It’s hot. And there’s a lot of it. I like
everything about it except the flavor.” And we know that from the beginning
such a ridiculously gifted being will not/cannot survive in the violent and
vindictive
Captain Vere, himself, perceives the ugliness of his Master-of-arms,”
behavior. But he is too weak, and far too conflicted to take his subordinate to
task.
In this version of Melville’s tale, the French win out over the English,
not because of their sailor’s lack of resolution, but the English leader’s lack
of humanity. The Indomitable clearly
is not what it pretends to be, any more than the systems it advocates can
possibly survive. It is Budd, obviously, the root of a new and different
society, who survives in this tale, despite his hanging. The old order, at
film’s end, dies, Vere along with Claggart, destroyed by their own attempts to
protect themselves at the expense of all others.
If there was ever an example in American literature of Kierkegaard’s
call for a “leap into faith,” Billy Budd expresses it again and again, clinging
to the top foremast with a bow, a wave, and smile—an agile angel doomed by what
lies below him.
This is the perfect example of why any society needs gay men to love and
admire, which director Ustinov, not a gay man, clearly comprehended.
**I took a course with Merton M.
Sealts at the University of Wisconsin during my year’s of education at that
institution.
*It’s rather startling today, that
at the time I wrote this piece, I was talking about the Bush administration.
Today under Trump, we have someone even worse than Claggart in control.
Los Angeles, January 13, 2014
Reprinted from International Cinema Review (January 2014).




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