The Conformist Conforms-Bernardo Bertolucci’s The
Conformist
DVD Review
By Sam Lowell
The Conformist, directed by Bernardo Bertolucci based on a
story by Alberto Moravia, 1970
The social philosopher Hannah Arendt, an intellectual who
was forced into exile from Europe to New York by the Nazis in the 1930s so she
knew somewhat of where she spoke, famously described the actions of the common
clay, those who actively went along with the regime, maybe would have followed any
regime, during that Nazi reign collectively as agents of the banality of evil.
By this I believe she meant that the human condition, human nature as it had
evolved over the relatively short span of human existence had not moved all
that far along despite all the efforts from the precept of humankind’s
inhumanity to its fellows when backed up against the wall, or even perceived that
they had been backed up against the wall. Had either accepted evil regimes as
the price for a quiet life, or actively participated in outrageously immoral
acts in order to insure that quiet life. In short to conform. That premise can
serve as the underlying theme in the film under review Bernardo Bertolucci’s The Conformist. (Bertolucci’s work last
seen in this space in a review of his classic study of fascism in Italy down
among the masses in the countryside-1900)
Here is how Arendt’s observation played out in this film. A
scion of a wealthy family, an intellectual, Marcello, had been worried about
his place in the sun, worried moreover about living the quiet life, the life
where he is left alone to do his normal average quiet life thing whatever intellectual
qualms he had about such mundane endeavors. But Marcello had been smart enough,
had been opportunist enough to know that in the whirlwind of the 1930s in Italy
under Mussolini that may not have been enough. So to protect himself, protect
his future life with a woman whom he wished to marry, although he seemed
indifferent to whatever charms had initially drawn him to her, and settle down
with to that quiet life he volunteered his services to one of the Fascist
security agencies. That may seem to you or me a hard way to protect the quiet
life but, as seen in a series of flashbacks, Marcello had a lot to cover up in
his past, or thought he did. Those included an adolescent homosexual experience
(a no-no in martial manly Mussolini Italy) with one of the hired help, the
murder of that person, and the drug dependency of his wealthy mother. Maybe any
one of those, as he confessed them to a Catholic priest confessor would mean
little but collectively they weighed on his mind. And hence his service to the
state which he had no particular affinity for but was astute enough to see
which way the winds were blowing and grabbed onto with both hands.
So Marcello joined a security service. Assignment: arrange
the murder and cover-up of that murder of one of his old college professors, a
devoted anti-fascist, who was then living in exile in Paris with his young attractive
wife. The central portion of the film, aside from periodic flashbacks to his
youth, involved Marcello setting a trap for the professor, and in the process falling
in love with that professor’s young wife. Despite his best efforts to save the
wife the professor and the wife were killed through his efforts (and those of a
bunch of professional “hit men.”). And so as the film wound down after the
murders we saw Marcello in a scene of seeming domestic tranquility playing with
several years later. The quiet life assured. Problem: in 1943 Mussolini was
overthrown by antifascist mostly Communist-led partisans. Marcello felt he was
in social danger again. In the dramatic final scenes he was seen denouncing a
former Fascist friend and probably anybody else he could throw on the scrapheap
to save his silly little quiet domestic life. Yeah, Arendt was right on target
with her banality of evil thoughts. Marcello the conformist, the chameleon, ready
to take on any coloration no question. See this film that is also no question
as well.
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