home *** CD-ROM | disk | FTP | other *** search
- <text id=93TT0494>
- <title>
- Nov. 08, 1993: The Arts & Media:Cinema
- </title>
- <history>
- TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1993
- Nov. 08, 1993 Cloning Humans
- </history>
- <article>
- <source>Time Magazine</source>
- <hdr>
- THE ARTS & MEDIA, Page 87
- CINEMA
- Still Life Of Anthony Hopkins
- </hdr>
- <body>
- <p>In Remains of the Day, he brings power to an opaque portrait
- of an English butler
- </p>
- <p>By RICHARD CORLISS--Reported by Jeffrey Ressner/Los Angeles
- </p>
- <p> Anthony Hopkins is Stevens the butler, the old bulldog of Darlington
- Hall. In the thrust of his Churchillian jaw one can read a declaration
- of honorable purpose; in his blue eyes one can hear the quiet
- bark, feel the dogged bite. Stevens lives to serve his master
- and to rule the servants. Upstairs his step is tentative and
- his eyes aim for the carpet. Downstairs, as Chairman of the
- Board, he has a sturdy stride and an imperious gaze. He knows
- his place all too well. He believes it his job to hear nothing
- while above, to surrender to no soft impulse when below. That
- is why Stevens was deaf to the nasty political business that
- took place in the drawing rooms and why he was blind to the
- fuller life he might have shared with the flinty housekeeper,
- Miss Kenton.
- </p>
- <p> Stevens is the narrator of Kazuo Ishiguro's 1988 novel, The
- Remains of the Day, a drama so delicate that it touches the
- reader deeply without applying the pressure of sentiment. The
- story runs on parallel tracks: the years before World War II,
- when Stevens worked for his beloved Lord Darlington, an aristocrat
- who falls into an alliance with the Nazis; and the late '50s,
- when Stevens seeks out Miss Kenton in hopes she will return
- as housekeeper and, perhaps, something more. In his own ornate,
- unknowing words, Stevens condemns himself as the English version
- of a "good German": a man who disappointed Miss Kenton, his
- father (an aged butler), his country and himself in blinkered
- devotion to duty.
- </p>
- <p> The lovely film that James Ivory (director), Ruth Prawer Jhabvala
- (screenwriter) and Ismail Merchant (producer) have made of The
- Remains of the Day has the hallmarks of their best recent work:
- the aggrieved passion of Howards End, the acutely drawn sense
- of loss in Mr. and Mrs. Bridge. They have peppered the story
- with deft details that illuminate the cottage industry of running
- a lavish estate: snipped hedges, gleaming doorknobs, decapitated
- fowl, the Times pages freshly ironed each morning. And they
- have filled the house with a perfect cast: Emma Thompson as
- Miss Kenton; James Fox as Lord Darlington; Peter Vaughn as Stevens'
- father, the proud old retainer who will never say die--even
- when he does. These characters, like those in The Age of Innocence,
- are all genteel anachronisms. They sin, in our eyes, by not
- daring to sin; they are poignant in their fidelity to tattered
- principles. The muted tones of Ivory's film tell you that this
- is a ghost story without corpses.
- </p>
- <p> This time Ivory and his longtime colleagues have gone their
- source one better, or one quieter: the film is even more discreet,
- more Stevens-like, than the book. They have withheld the revelations
- of tears and admission of heartbreak that finally clatter around
- the butler like broken Wedgwood. Here, Stevens will never wake
- violently from his reverie of duty served; he will be trapped
- in Darlington Hall like a bird that can't find an open window.
- So the filmmakers have dared believe that the audience will
- detect these domestic cataclysms in the performance of the man
- who plays Stevens.
- </p>
- <p> Hopkins, of course. No other actor of his generation need apply.
- Alan Bates, Albert Finney, Ian McKellen, Derek Jacobi--each
- brings the handsomely monogrammed baggage of an outsize personality.
- They would be too big for the role, tell too much. Hopkins is
- just the man for this. For much of his career, as a prissy Richard
- the Lionheart in The Lion in Winter (his first film, 1968) or
- the Rupert Murdoch-like press baron in the 1985 play Pravda,
- he had his own suitcase of mannerisms: the clipped elocution,
- the run-on sentence, all the pensive ahhs and umms. But with
- age and stardom, he has discovered how to be still. He knows
- he can do less and be more. Audiences will study him like a
- weather-worn statue for hints of darkness, heroism, meaning.
- Like Stevens, he learned to serve, and to seek greatness in
- serving.
- </p>
- <p> His friend the English actor Julian Fellowes had passed along
- this comment about a good butler: When he's in the room, the
- room is emptier. "I took that," Hopkins says, "and kept it in
- my head for the entire film. It was simple: just stand still."
- So much of the comedy in his role, and the sadness, arise from
- this stillness. Before a hunt, Stevens holds a drinking cup
- for a horseman; the aristocrat takes no notice of his offer,
- and the butler takes no notice of the slight. His stillness
- may mask sexual fear: when Miss Kenton amiably approaches him,
- he freezes like a bruised virgin. The rest of the film Hopkins
- carries with a small gnomic smile that means a dozen things
- in a dozen scenes: gratitude, impatience, self-control. "I can
- say it's simple now," the actor acknowledges, "but it's taken
- years to distill my work to a more economic form. I suppose
- I'm pretty adept now at playing these rather still parts."
- </p>
- <p> To moviegoers, Hopkins became famous playing a "still part":
- Hannibal Lecter, the voracious serial killer in The Silence
- of the Lambs. He not only won an Oscar, he also vaulted into
- instant celebrity. "I thought it would be the role of a lifetime."
- He was right, and it is a celebrity he frankly relishes. He
- will phone the secretary of a chum and identify himself as "her
- friend who likes to eat people."
- </p>
- <p> Hopkins can be so engagingly heedless about stardom because,
- he says, "I've never really planned out a career. I've gone
- along with--call it destiny, luck, whatever. I've very much
- been that sort of person my entire life." Born New Year's Eve
- 1937 in Port Talbot, Wales, the son of a master confectioner
- and baker, Hopkins entered the Cardiff School of Music and Drama
- to study piano. "I was a poor student," he says, "very slow,
- very backward. I drifted into acting because, literally, I had
- nothing better to do."
- </p>
- <p> Like many British actors, he busily shuttled from the subsidized
- stage to the West End, from movies to TV, in the U.K. and the
- U.S. But a spell of boozing helped end his first marriage and
- jeopardized his career. Today he alludes to those troubled times
- in his patented short sentences: "I'm not unique. People have
- bad patches and good patches. I don't dwell in the past. Don't
- look back on it. It's over, done. Buried. The past is dead as
- a doornail. You can't undo it. It's all there."
- </p>
- <p> He reacts with the same equanimity to the good fortune that
- is lately his: fame, top roles (another one, as C.S. Lewis to
- Debra Winger's Joy Gresham in Shadowlands, coming at Christmas)
- and a solid second marriage of 20 years. "I'm 55, and I feel
- like 25," he says. "I've reached a point in my life where there's
- nothing to win, nothing to lose and nothing to prove." Call
- him Ordinary Joe. Or, rather, as of this year, Sir Ordinary
- Joe. "My wife told me I'd gotten a letter offering a knighthood.
- I said, `Oh my God, what for?' When good things happen, you
- think, God, has that really happened? Like the Oscar. I kept
- getting up in the middle of the night and saw it sitting on
- the table. Couldn't believe it."
- </p>
- <p> Anthony Hopkins smiles. Like Stevens, he has the strength of
- opaqueness. Unlike Stevens, he is a man secure in his age, and
- very much his own master.
- </p>
-
- </body>
- </article>
- </text>
-
-