Léon Morin, prêtre (1961)
(On Cable TV, September 2021) At first glance, I wasn’t expecting much from Léon Morin, prêtre: Why should I go back to Vichy-era rural France for a priest’s character study? But as it turns out, the film is slightly better than that, and not all that much about religion. It ebbs and flows, takes a while to get to the point and doesn’t end on a particularly satisfactory note (although it’s unclear if it ever could), but it gradually imposes its style. Much of the film’s plot ends up centred on the relationship that the priest develops with a young widowed mother, as they converse about theology, philosophy and other intellectual topics. The suspense comes when she clearly develops feelings for him, and finds her advance rebuffed by the very pure priest. Much of the credit of the film’s success goes to Jean-Paul Belmondo and Emmanuelle Riva in the lead roles — both of them attractive and compelling even in the midst of abstract conversations. The oppressive atmosphere of Nazi-occupied France adds some interesting subplots, and Jean-Pierre Melville’s direction shows his familiarity with the era. There’s an unpredictability to the details of the film, and while Léon Morin, prêtre definitely plays with seduction, the ending doesn’t necessarily provide cheap culmination. It all adds up to a substantially more interesting film than I expected, and one that fits nicely within Melville’s filmography.