Stalin's "Sun" Darkens Idyllic Day in the Life
© Leah Garchik, "San Francisco Chronicle", May 26, 1995
"Burnt by the Sun" is dreamy, luscious and lyrical, a light-drenched
day in the country; it's also a bone-rattling drama of betrayal and
mayhem. The revolutionary sun blazes on the Soviet Union of
revolutionary son Josef Stalin, and in Nikita Mikhalkov's view, even
the zealots are blistered.
American Cold Warriors will find it easy to admire this engrossing
and ultimately horrifying condemnation of the Stalinist regime, but
for Russians, the director's answer to complex historical questions
may seen oversimplified.
Was Stalin's blood-soaked tyranny an anomaly or the natural result
of Lenin's violent revolution? Were the Red heroes of the Revolution
free of blame for the millions who died in the purges that came
later?
Mikhalkov, who co-wrote the screenplay, directed and starred in
this Oscar-winning movie, plays the Bolshevik revolutionary hero
Kotov.
He's respected by his countrymen for his role in the Revolution,
and beloved by his beautiful young wife, Maroussia (Ingeborga
Dapkouaite), their adorable 6-year-old daughter, Nadia (played by
Mikhalkov's own 6-year-old daughter, Nadia), and the aristocratic
Chekhovian family that frolics around the country estate - a
collection of aunts, uncles and cousins constantly gathering around
the piano or the dining table for merriment or meals.
The story is told on a single day, which begins with the arrival
of Dimitri (Oleg Menshikov), a former poet and musician who was
Maroussia's lover before her marriage. Dimitri, welcomed as a
favorite, captivates the household with teasing, music and gaiety.
Fragile Picture
But the music is too loud, the dancing too wild, and the viewer
senses that somehow the visitor's presence is going to spoil the
idyllic picture. When Nadia demands a story and Dimitri tells a
wrenching parable about a young man called away from his lover to
serve his country, the tale darkens, and the "blame" seems to fall
on Kotov, agent of the Revolution.
As the day progresses, and the sun moves overhead, searing the
landscape, the focus of the story shifts from the personal to the
political, and the heroes and villains reverse themselves. Hazy clues
waft through the summer air, but it takes most of the movie before
the denouement becomes clear.
In pointing such an unwavering finger of blame at Stalin and his
minions, the director exonerates the Bolsheviks from any blame for
the bloodshed that occurred after the Revolution. This is a somewhat
fine point that may not
matter to most American viewers - to whom the secret police, Josef
Stalin and the Communist regime are virtually synonymous - but is
highly debatable among politically minded (virtually all) Russians.
Relationship With Daughter
"Burnt by the Sun" is much more, however, than political tract.
Oscar aficionados who watched Mikhalkov accept his award for best
foreign film with his little girl in tow were entranced by the image
of the bear-like papa beaming at his shiny-faced daughter. And
Kotov's enchantment with his Nadia is at the heart of this movie.
The image of the little girl and her father declaring their
mutual love as they glide down the river on a lazy afternoon is an
embodiment of pure familial affection, of the good that can be
suffocated by the crush of political ideology.
It's the strongest image in the movie, the scene most viewers will
remember the longest, and that's just the way Mikhalkov must have
planned it. Family first and family last, love before violence.
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