It
all goes back to childhood. And certainly
we have all repressed events or people or feelings from our childhood. It might be something small that affected how
we feel about certain people or places.
It might be something larger like abuse or neglect. Perhaps an Oedipal or Ophelia complex or
issue with the opposite gender? Or it
just might be that we killed out little brother by accidently pushing him off a
ledge and impaling him on an iron fence….
But these repressed memories change us, and in the case of Dr. Edwards/John
Ballantyne, they make us loose a bit of who we are, our past, in order to
protect us from our guilt. Baudry talks
about the persuasive power of the cinema and its ideological influence. He states that the
cinema is an artificial location which shows hidden phases of our mental life.
"It is the desire, unrecognized as such by the subject, to return to this
phase, an early stage of development with its own forms of satisfaction which
may play a determining role in his desire for cinema and the pleasure he finds
in it." (184) He further highlights
the power of cinema to be like a dream. A
perceived reality and images that accompany, so much like the dream state, that
allow the audience to explore the repressed emotions of other characters, and
perhaps, even of themselves.
The
opening credits allude to the overarching theme of this plot. Quoting Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar; the title credits read: “The fault...is not in our
stars, but in ourselves....Our story deals with psychoanalysis, the method by
which modern science treats the emotional problems of the sane. The analyst
seeks only to induce the patient to talk about his hidden problems, to open the
locked doors of his mind.” This 1945
film deals with that very subject, plowing through the realms of the mind and
repressed fears and memories. The
analyst’s job is to examine the mind and help the patient discover the truth
that has been clouded with fear or contempt.
And perhaps our job, as the audience, is to examine the film and our
response to it.
From
the very beginning of Spellbound, we
encounter a variety of very clear statements about relationships with the opposite
gender, the repression of feelings, and a psychoanalytic approach to dealing
with the subconscious. One female
patient comments on how much she hates men and that she once “bit the mustache
right off” of one man who tried to kiss her.
Yet she is an overly sexualized character who is being treated for her
urges and aggression. She equally seems
to despise women, stating that Dr. Petersen tries to make herself
superior. Another male patient professes
that his subconscious doesn’t want him cured.
As Freud notes, psychoanalysis is concerned with
laying bare the hidden forces, those which specifically control our world our or
perception of reality and our space within that world. The distinct gender roles are certainly
on the forefront of this piece. Dr.
Constance Petersen is taunted by a male co-worker for whom she won’t accept
advances. He calls her cold and emotionless,
a “human glacier,” and states that she will “never be involved with any man,
sane or insane.” Once the jilted
co-worker sees her attachment to Dr. Edwards, he pulls the Oedipal Complex out
and shines it up for all the other doctors to see, suggesting that she has “outcroppings
of a mother instinct toward Dr. Edwards.”
And indeed, she seems confused about her role in his life. Is she the doctor to his patient, the lover,
the friend, the object of his aggression?
She claims to be his wife (though that’s only to deceive others and
protect John), though at times she seems to be afraid of him and what he might
do. She coos over him as a mother might
a sick child and holds him like he is her longtime love as opposed to a man she
met mere days before. He frightens her
and at the same time, seems to feel like home to her. And in this way, he comes to represent the
uncanny for her character. Adding to
this confusion is the role of the father. Dr. Petersen’s mentor, Dr. Brulov, suggests to
John that he is “going to be [his] father image” And tells him to: “Trust me, lean on me.” (This is, of course, after John attempts to
murder this father figure.) He is
worried that John is making himself sicker by trying to forget and losing his
grip on reality. And working together,
they can unlock the “secrets buried in your brain.”
Using
the film noir genre, Hitchcock’s use of shadow, darkness and light adds to the
discontent with the piece, particularly within the dream state. The dream sequence, designed by Dali, creates
quite the reaction in the audience. It’s
familiar and unsettling at the same time.
The eyes, lightening strikes, the cliff, the imagery of the door after
door opening, all create the sense of disconnect with the real; a hallucination
or a dream. Further, Dr, Brulov suggests
that: “Dreams tell you what you are trying to hide. But [they] are mixed up like a puzzle. Psychoanalysts have to put it back together.” (An implicit nod to both Freud and Baudry
there.) Spellbound’s music furthers the effect of the uncanny. The electric music, played on the Theremin,
reaches a dissonant chord, especially in the dream or hallucination scenes,
that make it sound off or strange. And
as an audience, as we encounter the text, we indeed have an emotional response
to John’s episodes of mania. Thus, the cinema
proves a great psychoanalytic tool. As Baudry suggests, “The storyteller has a peculiarly
directive power over us; by means of the mood he can put us into, he is able to
guided the current of our emotions, too dam it up in one direction and make it
flow in another, and he often obtains a great variety of effects from the same
material.” (840)
Johns
suffers from severe repression – due to his guilt complex from his infancy and
triggered by the death of the real Dr. Edwards.
He has blocked out what happened to his brother so severely, that he has
blocked out his own identity. Objects
are, at once, both strange and familiar.
With the cigarette case, he finds that it is an object “that frightens
me, though I don’t know why it should.” He
has repressed how he burned his hand, represses words that are “in the corner
of my head.” This displacement helps him
to squash down emotion. Trying to help
him cope with this disillusionment from reality, Constance reassures him that
he can “remain sane by forgetting something too horrible to remember.” He seems
to re-trigger the uncanny, arousing his own dread and horror, as he encounters
a number of things that frighten him that shouldn’t. As Freud would say: “What is uncanny is frightening
precisely because it is not known and familiar.” (826) Something as simple and seemingly
non-threatening as repeating fork lines in white fabric, a
pattern on a robe, or tracks in snow throughout the film become an object of
terror wherein our protagonist loses his grip n reality. And in this case, the dream becomes the
reality. It is, as Baudry would say,
more real than real. It goes as far as
to even convince John of his own guilt without an evidence or memory of having
done something wrong. He seems to be, as one character comments, “bumping
head against reality and saying that it wasn’t there.” It’s a “desire to desire” to find the truth.
But it is in this very quest that
reality blurs once again. Freud surmises
that uncertainty emerges in the not knowing if we are in the real world or a
made up one inside the story. As John
experiences this phenomenon, so can we, as the audience. When writing about the uncanny, Freud says
that man can become somewhat of a doll when he is worked upon; the very thing
that John is experiencing. He further
clarifies: “If psycho-analytic theory is correct in maintaining that every
effect belonging to an emotional impulse, whatever its kind, is transformed, if
it is repressed, into anxiety, then among instances of frightening things there
must be one class in which the frightening element can be shown to be something
repressed which recurs.” (833) Freud states
that in a well designed story of the uncanny, many things are not clear. And we
as the audience, often together with the character, are not sure of what is
real.
If
film is really a shadow of something, the question must then pose: what level
of reality are we experiencing when we encounter a film? We can, as Baudry suggests, get up and walk
away from a film. We are not tied down
as were the prisoners in Plato’s essay. Though
we experience omniscience in seeing everything from the camera’s point of view,
including holding the gun and firing it, we are still removed from it, becoming
prey to our illusions. Yet, we get into
a darkened theatre, or room around a conference table, eating a bowl of
delicious chili, and loose ourselves in the story, in the dream. It becomes our reality for a time. And in this strange environment, we can
experience the uncanny.
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