Dziga Vertov remains the master of finding a movie. Obviously he flexed the bulk of his genius, as here, in post-production. The structure is brilliant. These are not three chapters set to song. They are three chapters that dissect the grain of the cultural germ that birthed these songs, this movie, and the history that spreads out in all directions ... as far as our own horizons.
Workers of the world, unite! You have nothing to lose but your chains. Unless you're an avant-garde filmmaker (or anyone) under a Stalinist regime, in which case you'll get extras. Lovely, naive, idealistic Vertov, by 1934, is being noticeably weighed down by his, despite brilliant attempts to work them into his theory & art. Still, the propulsion, the sense of motion & time... the genius that would be his downfall.
A moving tribute to Lenin, to the hopes and aspirations of a young successful revolution, to modernization, to the freeing of workers everywhere and to strength in large numbers coming together. It is a good example of soviet montage cinematic techniques being used to convey messages, concepts and emotions.
Pas de quoi lever son poing d'enthousiasme ! Entre fastidieux culte de la personnalité et obsédante litanie apologique, on est en droit de trouver l'œuvre d'un intérêt négligeable au vu de la dynamique et de la fulgurance de quelques autres réalisations soviétiques de la même époque ou traitant peu ou prou du même sujet... www.cinefiches.com