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![]() Oliver's Twist Ronald Harwood redresses Dickens for Polanski
Pert Barney Clark is the hopeful, battered wanderer of "Oliver Twist,"
and while this 11-year-old cherub-of-steel is not as wide-eyed as Adrien
Brody in "The Pianist," his journey across a wretched, teeming
nineteenth-century London bears similarities to that fearful adventure.
Bookended by Gustave Dore etchings, and cool without being tepid,
adapted from Dickens by the 70-year-old South African-born playwright
and "The Pianist" screenwriter Ronald Harwood, in Roman Polanski's
hands "Oliver Twist" becomes a fable about the necessity of
forgiveness, even when you have been terribly wronged, and that even bad
actions can have positive consequences.
A major component of the novel is excised--Harwood says that he never
could stand the central coincidence of Oliver's origins and eventual
fate--which provides a substantially different perspective from many
readers' experience of the novel, and certainly a gentler one, attuned
to redemption rather than good fortune. Still, there's an undeniable
frisson in hearing familiar moments: "Fetch the beadle! Oliver Twist
has asked for more!"
Working again with cinematographer Pawel Edelman, the 72-year-old
director's visual style at first works a succession of what are
essentially tableaux of snippets of plot and backstory, describing
Oliver's descent into failed apprenticeships, the workhouse and
ultimately the thieving streets. Polanski makes a more intriguing choice
as Oliver joins Fagin (Ben Kingsley), the Artful Dodger (Harry Eden,
15), vicious, cruel Bill Sykes (Jamie Foreman) and a very young Nancy
(Leanne Rowe), whose bad choices force some of the churning
complications. The widescreen images keep a certain distance and the
compositions tend to low, very acute triangles of action. The effect
isn't theatrical, but instead exploits the frame to suggest just how
little latitude, or opportunity for escape or freedom, any of the
characters have. A fixation, both in plot elements and symbols, on
coffins and hanging helps sustain the grim mood. Oliver's unfailing
manners and sweet temperament, nicely embodied by the small, eyes-wide
Clark, enliven the lovingly detailed muck. Production designer Allan
Starski's exterior sets are limited, but uncommonly rich, with Kings
Street represented by a half-dozen or more storefronts representing
still-extant businesses such as John Lobb shoemakers. (Starski
reportedly raided the archives of each.)
Kingsley's Fagin is more Max Shreck than Shylock, and Kingsley says
he believes the man to have been an abandoned child himself, one left on
the streets of London after his Russian-born, Sephardic Jewish parents
died. "Without Fagin, these children would have starved to death. It's
as simple as that," he asserts. There's a touching moment where Fagin
stumbles in describing the origins of a poultice he makes for Oliver's
wounds, suggesting the loss of any connection to his heritage. (The
62-year-old Sir Ben is himself half Russian-Jewish.) Kingsley encouraged
the young ruffians by example, staying in character, crouched over and
speaking in his wheedling Fagin squeak. Fagin's lodgings have an
appealing squalor as well, like a once-finely ornamented mansion gone to
ghostly ruin.
"He's very serious, Sir Ben, a very serious actor," Harwood says in
his orotund entertainer's tones. "Theater actors look at the text and
the subtext. And Ben is like a coal miner. If you write well, you give
them the clues, you know? I had no worries. I didn't go on the set.
Directing is the most boring job in the world! You all love it, you all
pay homage to the directors, don't you?" Harwood japes with a
theatrical twinkle. "You think he's God. Well, he ain't, he's boring.
Asking an actor to open a door nineteen times and then say cut, oh
print!"
Some who've worked with Polanski describe a God complex. "He was 5
years old, escaped the ghetto. I've never known a life like Roman's. I
don't know anyone else who's had a life like his. These things happen to
him constantly!" Harwood says. "But he has had an extraordinary life
and I think he saw in that something of `Oliver Twist.' This is my
theory." Harwood says they speak only of the story, with Polanski
expecting him to fill in the subtext. "Again, we never discussed
that."
Fagin is a tragic villain but not necessarily a villain. One of the
major additions by Harwood and Polanski involves small Oliver's capacity
for forgiveness, even in the face of terrible facts he knows and even
worse ones he will likely never know. "Exactly. I don't think I've ever
written about heroes or villains, just people. He's just from the
underside of society. He's in that gray area, the most fascinating area
of human behavior. I don't know any heroes and you know, I don't know
any villains. I personally don't, it's just not in my experience. Fagin
senses goodness in Oliver. But he always does it for the wrong reasons.
When he's kind, it's because he's going to send him out on a bank raid
or to have him murdered the next day! I thought you should see that
Oliver forgives him, there's a redemptive possibility in that scene. I
think Polanski's done that last scene wonderfully." We know all the
terrible things and yet Oliver forgives him. "It's. Called. Life,"
Harwood enunciates, eyes wide and smiling behind large aviator glasses.
"It's real life." "Oliver Twist" asks for more on Friday.
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