Andrei Rublev (Uncut Version) (1966)
Grade – 5 / 5
Rating – R
Running Time – 205 Minutes
This review is of the uncut 205-minute version of Andrei Tarkovsky’s legendary epic,
Andrei Rublev, which is available in the USA through the Criterion Collection. I have not seen the original 165-minute American release, so I went into writing this review without any real knowledge of how to compare the two versions.
This film is very long, but not a single second is wasted. It is slow moving, but never boring. This is not a straight up biopic of the famed 15th century Russian icon painter, but it is rather a episodic character study of the artist himself – very little of his art is seen here until the film’s final minutes. Essentially, this is a movie about a Russian Orthodox Christian struggling to hold on to his faith while the world around him is so absorbed in cruelty and bloodshed. The Tatar invaders are raping and pillaging every village they come across – this is a not-so-subtle metaphor about what Communism did to the director’s homeland.
For a movie produced in 1966, the violence and sexuality are both remarkably graphic, at least in this uncut version. Yet none of it comes across as gratuitous. Andrei observes a world full of sin, and he sins himself in many key scenes. In an early scene, Andrei’s fellow monk Kirill leaves for the secular world in a fit of jealousy against the more talented painter of the bunch. His return in the final episode ties together many of the film’s themes in a circular motion.
Indeed, the final episode here is some of the greatest epic filmmaking my eyes have come across. The casting of the iron bell as dictated by an arrogant young man, while Andrei silently watches nearby, is filled with intense suspense – especially since the Crown Prince will murder everybody involved in making the bell if it turns out this young man has no idea what he is doing. As all the subplots get tied up not so neatly at the end while this is going on in the forefront, the result is the kind of shattering catharsis that many religiously themed films strive for, but very few manage to obtain.
There are many historical inaccuracies to be found here. But like I said before, this was never intended to be a historically accurate biopic. It is a meditation on the relationship between an artist and his work. It is a meditation on faith in a world where religion is facing violent oppression – those whiny bastards who manufactured fictional oppression for the
God’s Not Dead movies could learn a few lessons about what true religious oppression is like by watching something like this.
Seeing as the film takes place in the fifteenth century, the idea of a mute woman with an intellectual disability being called a “holy fool” might rub many viewers as offensive, but I took that as a sign the film was set in the fifteenth century. Despite the nudity and the gore, this is one of the most directly faith affirming feature films I have seen, and it affirms religious faith by showing it genuinely challenged constantly. I can see why the USSR government was quick to ban this film when it was first produced.