Overshadowed by Carol Reed's acclaimed three-film run of Odd Man Out (1947),
The Fallen Idol (1948) and The Third Man (1949) which immediately preceded it,
this adaptation of Joseph Conrad's 1896 novel is an atmospheric, if flawed, tour
de force. Like the earlier films, it masterfully uses light and shadow to
develop character, and its tight dramatic structure always holds in deep focus
the story's social context. Its themes - betrayal, relationships with fathers
natural and adopted, and a protagonist driven by unremitting passion and
"warring emotions" - are eminently suited to Reed's talents. Reed adds giggling
children as ironic comment on the adults' delusions, and a homeless canoe boy
who 'adopts' Trevor Howard's increasingly isolated Willems.
In a period of colonial struggle for emancipation, Outcast, produced by
Alexander Korda, had the chance to sever the link between the Kordas and Empire,
as had Zoltan Korda's Cry, the Beloved Country (also 1951). Political realities
dictated that Ceylon had to substitute for Borneo thanks to insurance obstacles
arising, presumably, from nearby Malaya's State of Emergency.
The characterisation of the film's women, however, undermines its potential
to match Conrad's just claim that the work was 'tropical' and not 'exotic'. To
Reed's credit, Aissa, half-Baghdadi, half-Sulu pirate, is played by the
half-Algerian, half-French newcomer Kerima - not a Hollywood star. But while in
the novel she has a rich inner life - part of Conrad's modernist exploration of
multiple viewpoints, here giving natives and colonials equal space - the film
gives her no dialogue. Thus, despite a beguiling performance conveying erotic
power and ruthlessness, she cannot express her own "warring emotions", her
struggle to understand Willems, whose disgrace she mistakes for rebelliousness
and a willingness to become one with her people.
A subtle but important point is lost as we see Aissa in a sarong but never in
the Moslem veil that so troubles Willems in the novel. Her simplified
'otherness' is reinforced as the film replaces the Malayan Mrs Almayer and the
half-Dutch, half-Malay Mrs Willems with genteel Englishwomen - appropriate
actors could not be found in 1951, nor was the US public ready to accept mixed
marriages on screen. And yet the last image of Aissa, in a visualisation of
Conrad's words, "Her hands clasped her ankles; she rested her head on her
drawn-up knees, and remained still, very still, under the streaming mourning of
her hair", bears witness to the film's haunting power of
suggestion.
Ilona Halberstadt
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