I have heard so much great praise for Letter from an Unknown Woman so a few nights ago I decided finally to give this one a shot. As I began to watch it I discovered the film was, indeed, as dreamily gorgeous as I had been told to expect. And yet, the more I wallowed in Ophüls’ movie, the more surprising and intriguing it became.
Joan Fontaine plays a woman by the name of Lisa Berndle, a lady loving a handsome stranger from afar. After admiring his piano-playing as his neighbour and a girl of 17, her love continues, stretching her entire life and fuelled by two brief romantic encounters. Each time they meet, she realises the womanising pianist (with whom she has even had a child) has forgotten her completely, even feeding her the same callous lines he had used before.
The simple story is framed by a letter, sent from the deathbed of this unknown woman. This tale of unrequited love is told absolutely from the point of view of Lisa, and it is not until the final frame that we see her story from the eyes of the object of her affection: Stefan Brand. It is this that is probably the most crucial aspect of Ophüls’ (and, of course, Zweig’s) storytelling.
I think we often dismiss the idea of an unreliable narrator in film; we often ask ourselves: surely if we the audience saw it happen before our eyes, we can take it is as true? Not that I am suggesting Lisa is out-and-out lying to us, (if we were to assume that for every movie, why would one even bother) but I do believe she paints herself as she would want the world to see her; she leaves out less favourable details, and maximises her strongest and most praiseworthy characteristics.
We are made to feel great sympathy for Miss Berndle, but if we give her plight only the tiniest bit of thought it would become obvious that she is frankly a bit of a loon. “Night after night” we are told fleetingly, she stands on the street of his home, waiting for only a glimpse of him. Yet we never see this borderline insanity, but only the fruit of it: the ultimate meeting with Stephan.
As for her innocence and fragility at the hands of the treacherous Brand, it too is open to interpretation. Is a woman who stands up to her parents, who sets up for herself in the big city, and who ultimately bags a kindly (not to mention obscenely wealthy) gentleman, is that a woman who is truly helpless and at the mercy of others? I think the answer is quite clear.
I would also like to draw attention to two particularly compelling scenes. Below are two images from both: the first pair depict Lisa at 17 watching Brand and an unknown lover of his ascending the stairs to his apartment, the second Lisa herself with Brand for the first time. The resemblance is, of course, quite uncanny. The camera pans in exactly the same way from exactly the same position; even the way the figures are in relation to each other are virtually identical. This begs a few questions. Is Lisa projecting her own fantasies onto our screen? Does she consider herself, perhaps does she want to consider herself, just another woman to Mr Brand?
Letter from an Unknown Woman is obviously an interesting movie, and despite my “suspicions” about Fontaine’s character I do not think it detracts from the film’s beauty in any way. To me, it is indeed a romance, if not quite in the conventional sense. Both Lisa and Stefan are, at least to some extent certainly, in love with their illusions. She in a more obvious manner, but he also for believing in his superficial happiness, as well as the great confidence he has in his natural abilities as a performer.
The scene in the make-believe railway carriage in which the two ride through to various countries, sampling the painted views through their window, makes for a perfect symbol for their fantasies. It is, I believe, this element of the film that is the real tragedy. Stefan and Lisa are lost in their delusions about themselves and the world around them. However, when they choose finally to confront their realities, it is also ironically what leads them to their downfall.
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This has recently become one of my favorites films, and I loved reading your thoughts on it. The staircase shots you included were some of my favorite parts. I’ve only seen it twice, but I hadn’t considered what you said about Lisa. I certainly thought she was deluding herself, but I hadn’t considered that she may have been misrepresenting herself. Now I want to watch it again!
Thanks for your comment!
Yes, I think that’s one of the best things about a classic like Letter from an Unknown Woman. Every time you watch it, you discover some little detail that just changes your whole outlook on the characters and their story.
I’m glad you have written about this film. I think it’s one of the most beautiful films I have ever seen. Ophüls is so underrated. He is my second favourite director.
This is a great read. Thank you for shearing your ideas on the film.
And I’m very glad you’ve enjoyed this!
I agree about Ophüls; it is such a shame that many people have not yet had the pleasure of seeing his films. May I ask who your favourite is? :)