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![]() Filmmaker Greta Schiller Captures The Magic Of Paris In The'20s. By Stacey Richter THE PRIMAVERA FILM Festival continues this weekend with a presentation of the 1996 documentary Paris Was A Woman, downtown at The Screening Room. It's hard to think of a more apt selection to celebrate the participation of women in the arts than this documentary, mostly assembled from archival footage, that chronicles the ground-breaking achievements of artists and writers in Paris between the wars. The work and lives of Gertrude Stein, Colette, and Romaine Brooks, among others, are described through photographs and by people who knew them. Interviews with surviving friends (including Berthe Cleyrergue, housekeeper to poet Natalie Barney, who reports that Alice B. Toklas was "very pleasant") are intercut with archival footage and the stray comment from an academic or two to produce an affectionate, thoughtful fanletter to a spirited bunch of free-thinkers in a time when women were not encouraged to think much at all.
American artists, male and female, were drawn to Paris by the strength of the dollar between the wars, the availability of good food and wine (especially alluring during Prohibition), and by its reputation as a haven for artists. But women, in particular, were attracted to Paris because they believed it was a place where they could live in whatever way they wished. Parisians were tolerant (Gertrude Stein said they were busy living their lives so that she was free to live hers), and those women who wished to live in a free and unconventional manner seemed to find the place irresistible. Most of the women Schiller tracks in her documentary were lesbians; most were also displaced Americans. Though Schiller may be guilty of skewing her history a bit in favor of expatriate lesbians, it's hard to fault her, since their stories are so interesting, and their motivation for emigration to the Left Bank of Paris, where unconventionality seems to have flourished in conservative times, seems so clear.
Also featured in the film is Sylvia Beach, owner of Shakespeare and Co., a bookstore that became the center of expatriate intellectual culture at the time. Schiller has located some great black-and-white footage of Beach taken in the '60s, where she breezily recounts her early literary adventures, including befriending the young Hemingway, who insisted on taking her to sporting events. Beach championed the work of James Joyce and published Ulysses when no one else would touch it. (It was considered obscene.) Later, Joyce broke their contract and sold the rights to Random House without giving Beach a penny. Other, lesser-known artists like the tortured Djuna Barnes and the heiress/poet Natalie Clifford Barney are given serious attention in this film, along with photographer Gisele Freund and painter Marie Laurencin. The coming of World War II quashed the spirit of Paris' community of artists, but Greta Schiller's film presents a fine chronicle of those who once considered the city neither a mistress nor a muse, but a haven where they were free to think and work.
Paris Was A Woman continues through Sunday, March
23, at The Screening Room (622-2262).
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