by
Jacob Zaborowski
It
is March 29th,
2017 when
I attend a Wednesday
evening (6:30 pm) screening of Viktor und Viktoria
at the Anthology Film Archives on Second Avenue and East 2nd
Street. Some backstory on Anthology: it was founded in 1970, and
moved to its current location, a former municipal courthouse, in
1979. While it has been renovated and retrofitted to include two
theaters, it maintains some vestiges of its former life; a weathered
“Magistrates’ Court” sign hangs in the lobby.
The
rest of the lobby itself merges the old and the new in this quiet,
unadorned manner. Old marble floors coexist with off-white, almost
pale blue walls and fluorescent lighting. The rust-red metal doors
take you into this lobby and lead you to a circular ticket window
with printed announcements and ticket price lists surrounding it. A
young ticket taker, probably working their way through college here,
takes your money and gives you one green (if you’re a student)
ticket. A brief trip to the third floor (where the water fountain is
located) shows a large theater named for. Viktor und
Viktoria is not showing in this
theater. It is showing in the theater to the right of the ticket
window, named for Maya Deren. I hand my ticket to the man taking them
at the theater’s entrance, and he rips off half. Naming the
theater after the director of Meshes of the Afternoon
is fitting, as the interior reminds one of the minimalist aesthetic
associated with Deren’s work. Black walls, about fifteen rows of
seats inclining towards the back of the theater, and a blank
projection screen at the front. I take my seat, the lights dim, and
the logo of the F. W. Murnau Foundation appears on the screen.
For
some clarification: Viktor und Viktoria (Reinhold
Schunzel, 1933) is the German talkie that provided the basis for the
better-known Victor/Victoria,
directed by Blake Edwards and starring Julie Andrews. Anthology
presented it as part of a series called “Cross Dressing On Screen”,
guest-curated
by performer John “Lypsinka” Epperson. For those not familiar,
Viktor und Viktoria is
the story of two down-on-their luck performers, Viktor (Herman
Thimig) and Susanne (Renate Muller). Viktor, a Shakespearean ham,
finds work as a female inpersonator, but falls ill; he asks Susanne
to take his place as...Viktoria. Needless to say, Viktoria becomes
a hit, winning the hearts of audiences in London, and a German
playboy for extra measure(Anton Walbrook, billed as Adolf Wahlbruck).
I’ve
written more about the venue than the film that was screened for a
reason. To me, the driving sense behind Anthology in its aesthetic is
that you have sense of its history and reputation before making your
way in, only to forget it as the film you’re watching unfolds. I
still remember what I saw in Viktor und Viktoria and
liked (Renate Muller’s boyish femininity and Thimig’s zealous
hamming make for excellent on-screen chemistry), but in looking back,
I realize that’s because Anthology, as a brick-and mortar building
and an institution, did their job right by fading themselves into the
background. You don’t go there to see the Magistrates’ Court
sign, you go there to see the movie. Even the screen
beneath the screen proper to show the subtitles is unobtrusive.
Anthology is in the midst of fundraising for a renovation and
expansion project that will add a
cafe and expand their archival facilities. I hope
that the end result will be present when needed and fade into the
background when necessary.
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