Sat attentively in a lecture hall in Aberdeen, some years ago, awaiting a class titled along the lines of ‘Music and its Uses in Film,’ I first experienced Polish director Jerzy Skolimowski. On a low quality VHS recording, my impressionable ears heard the screaming psychedelic licks of German Krautrock band Can’s 14 minute long ensemble for Deep End – the director’s consuming psychosexual thriller from 1970. An unrequited cinephile affair thus began with a director who has been posted absent from film for the past seventeen years.
Now 73 years of age, Skolimowski is back in the public eye having returned from the hiatus with his Venice 2010 Special Jury Prize winner Essential Killing. Seventeen years is a long time by any standards, though for the man himself the time has been spent contentedly forging a successful career as an artist.
The reasons for such a departure – from picturehouse to paintbrush, are debatable: the rise of American Independents in the late 80’s, interest in European directors fading, both, or something more. The truth, or part of it, is that he has only ever made films that he wanted to make – and hasn’t wanted to make one for quite some time. By some divine grace, inclusion in this years Edinburgh International Film Festival ‘Perspectives’ strand, sees the once forgotten name of Jerzy Skolimowski shared again with screenings of The Adventures of Gerard, Deep End, and The Shout. The event opens the door once more into the life and work of one of the heralds of the Polish New Wave.
Jerzy Skolimowski was born in Lodz, Poland on 5th May 1938. As a small child he was pulled from the rubble of his families house in Warsaw after a bomb fell on it in 1939. His father, an engineer by trade, died in a concentration camp in 1942, having been involved in an anti-Nazi conspiracy. While Jerzy spent the last years of the war in an orphanage, his mother helped rebuild the education system in Poland through her influence as a teacher. She later worked as a cultural attaché in the Polish Embassy in Prague having impressed in her early career.
Skolimowski spent 2 years in Adelboden in Switzerland before joining his mother in Czechoslovakia in 1948. While at school there, he met future luminaries of Czech culture Václav Havel and Miloš Forman. In 1951 he returned to Warsaw to finish off a disjointed grammar school education that had seen him expelled on more than one occasion – that early sign of an artistic temperament already evident.
During his time at Warsaw University, Skolimowski picked up interests in poetry, jazz and boxing. After graduating in ethnology, literature and history in 1959 he met Andrzej Wajda and Jerzy Andrzejewski, who invited him to co-write Wajda’s Innocent Sorcerers. He went on to the Polish Film School in Lodz where he started out as a scriptwriter in his own right. His extra-curricular interests featured heavily in his series of early low-budget films where he often played the lead. Awareness of his talents grew and offers from overseas began to surface.
The Golden Bear winning Le Départ was his first real breakthrough, bringing recognition on an international scale. It was a French comedy, filmed in Belgium, featuring Jean-Pierre Léaud as a frenzied young Porsche enthusiast. Le Départ is not such a personal picture, though it maintains the surrealist edge that later became a feature in some of his work. When it was filmed, Skolimowski didn’t speak any French and used an interpreter to help with his direction. The film represents a sudden shift in artistic style that is indicative of the nature of his career: with it difficult to pin him down to any particular oeuvre per se.
His next notable venture, or bump in the road, was an adaptation made in Italy, The Adventures of Gerard. Despite its inclusion in Edinburgh’s festival programme, the almost Pythonesque costume-comedy is not Skolimowski at his finest. Though bestowed with a charm of its own, he later admitted that it was his ‘worst ever movie.’ A theme of successful original screenplays followed by lacklustre adaptations was to ape him through his career, as views on his output began to polarise slightly.
He followed with Deep End, the immensely enjoyable thriller starring a sultry Jane Asher. Set in London but filmed mostly in Germany, the Pole‘s status as a European director became well assured while his quality as an auteur became more apparent. It’s a wonderful film that boasts a Godardian flare for colour and a poetic use of metaphor. A wry Hitchcockian cameo on the London underground sees Skolimowski reading a communist paper. Having been exiled from Poland after the government had banned his film Rece do gory for its anti-Stalinist imagery, the scene was a friendly nod to his fans back in Poland. Deep End has been hard to see for years and the opportunity to catch it in Edinburgh receives warm welcome, while a DVD/Blu ray re-release is set for late July courtesy of the BFI.
True to form his next film, King, Queen, Knave, was another poor attempt to develop from source. It was followed by Skolimowski’s one successful adaptation, The Shout. The disquieting fantasy drama based on a Robert Graves short story indulges in the tall tales of a mentally unstable Englishman (Alan Bates), who believes he possesses an aboriginal ‘shout,’ with fatal power. There is a subtext of sound design laced through the film while hearing Bates’ deathly roar in a surround sound cinema setting is an experience, in itself, worthy of a visit to Edinburgh’s film festival.
Skolimowski’s greatest success was with his 1982 film Moonlighting, which focused on a group of Polish contractors working in London. Set during the Solidarity protests in Poland, the film was lauded for its timeliness. It won the award at Cannes for Best Screenplay while Jeremy Irons turned in a memorable performance as the only English speaking immigrant of his group. If there were to be a surprise exclusion from any Skolimowski perspective, Moonlighting would be it.
As soon as his directorial career peaked, it troughed and then disappeared into faint memory. During production of Success Is the Best Revenge, the German co-producer of the film went bankrupt. Skolimowski had to sign the film over to a British bank, and in order to counter the losses that had been made they decided that it wouldn’t be financially viable to release it. Having also staked his mortgage on Success (and I refuse to apologise for the pun), Skolimowski lost his home.
Toiling once more, the decision to work on another adaptation was not one of his shrewdest. Enticed by the big budget and seven-figure payday but not overly enamoured with the awful script, Skolimowski signed away his integrity. He was to adapt a story set in Vienna with sexual murders in railway stations. He eventually found himself unable to go through with it though, walking away from the job and the money in L.A.
His agent proposed another adaptation, of Polish writer Witold Gombrowicz’ Feydydurke (Third Door Key). Rather foolishly shot in English due to the very Polish content of the source, Skolimowski described the film as ‘euro-pudding.’ The failure was the final straw that broke the camels back. A semi self-imposed exile from filmmaking saw him spend the next seventeen years pursuing his long-time passion of painting, which led to some success with critical recognition, worldwide exhibitions and serious sales. He kept his toe dipped in the film world with various acting roles, including a notable outing as the father of Naomi Watts’ character in David Cronenberg’s Eastern Promises and another, amusingly, in Mars Attacks!
Opportunity knocked once more when a conversation with Isabella Huppert at a party led to an adaptation of Susan Sontag’s In America on the proviso that he prove himself as a director, once more, with a smaller film. Cztery noce z Anna (Four Nights with Anna) was warmly received internationally in 2008 but is yet to be released in the UK. After the success of Essential Killing and the resultant Skolimowski nostalgia currently in full flux, the Pole has no plans for another feature as yet. Given the nature of his career and his preference for making personal films, it stands to reason that if he doesn’t have a story worth telling he will remain silent.
The reasons as to why Skolimowski has been, until now, forgotten aren’t to be found in his moments of silence. In his time he was part of a ‘wave’ of great Polish directors, therein lies the problem. Viewing preferences changed and his memory was washed out to ocean while the best of Polanski, Wajda, Kieslowski and so on, remained at shore. Fickle tastes turned as the American Independents rose and a new generation of cineastes cut their teeth on new flavours. Film culture has moved on but with the three screenings in Edinburgh comes the chance to experience Skolimowski and form an opinion that might help put modern cinema in perspective.
The veteran director though, will go back to painting – perhaps for another 17 years – but what better way to end a lifetime spent in the arts than with one final film, on his 100th birthday.
The Adventures Of Gerard, Filmhouse, June 25, 3.30pm; The Shout, Filmhouse, June 26, 1pm; Deep End, Filmhouse, June 26, 2.45pm









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