35mm, rewatched. Perhaps only with DeMille and Sacha Guitry we could find such boldness and intelligence before History and its free figuration by cinema, serving it as theater, painting, novelistic novel and, above all, free extrapolation of the human arbitrariness. It's wasn't exactly the revolution that was for sale but the romancing of its fictional ball: Lubitsch touch in its entirety.
Another silent Lubitsch gem starring Pola Negri, this time presented by Berkeley's Pacific Film Archive as part of their Henri Langlois series. FP uses history as a template for an allegory about empowered, sexually liberated women, and indeed, the so-called "Griffith of Europe" would soon abandon any pretense to history and pursue sexual allegories more exclusively. The pivot to comedy at the very end is delicious.