Eyes Without a Face


1h 28m 1959
Eyes Without a Face

Brief Synopsis

A surgeon steals young women's faces hoping to heal his daughter's scars.

Film Details

Also Known As
Les yeux sans visage, Occhi senza volto, The Horror Chamber of Dr. Faustus
Genre
Horror
Foreign
Adaptation
Release Date
Jan 1959
Premiere Information
San Francisco opening: 28 Mar 1962
Production Company
Champs-Elysées Productions; Lux Film
Distribution Company
Lopert Pictures
Country
France
Screenplay Information
Based on the novel Les yeux sans visage by Jean Redon (Paris, 1959).

Technical Specs

Duration
1h 28m
Sound
Mono
Color
Black and White
Theatrical Aspect Ratio
1.66 : 1

Synopsis

Professor Genessier, a prominent plastic surgeon, decides to restore the face of his daughter, Christiane, who was horribly disfigured in a car accident that he caused. Louise, his assistant, lures Parisian students whose facial features resemble Christiane's to the doctor's estate. The corpse of the first victim is discovered by the police, and Genessier identifies the body as his daughter to allay suspicion about the experiments. Another student, Edna Gruber, commits suicide after being mutilated during an unsuccessful skin graft operation. Police Inspector Parot, informed by Christiane's fiancé Jacques that he spoke with her by telephone, enlists petty thief Paulette to act as a decoy and help uncover the doctor's scheme. When Genessier is called away to an adjoining hospital, Christiane, who has gone mad, unstraps Paulette from the operating table, stabs Louise, and unleashes a kennel of dogs that viciously attack and kill her father.

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Eyes Without a Face - Lobby Cards
Here are a few Lobby Cards from Eyes Without a Face (1959, released in 1962 in the U.S. as The Horror Chamber of Dr. Faustus on a double-bill with The Manster). Lobby Cards were 11" x 14" posters that came in sets of 8. As the name implies, they were most often displayed in movie theater lobbies, to advertise current or coming attractions.

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Film Details

Also Known As
Les yeux sans visage, Occhi senza volto, The Horror Chamber of Dr. Faustus
Genre
Horror
Foreign
Adaptation
Release Date
Jan 1959
Premiere Information
San Francisco opening: 28 Mar 1962
Production Company
Champs-Elysées Productions; Lux Film
Distribution Company
Lopert Pictures
Country
France
Screenplay Information
Based on the novel Les yeux sans visage by Jean Redon (Paris, 1959).

Technical Specs

Duration
1h 28m
Sound
Mono
Color
Black and White
Theatrical Aspect Ratio
1.66 : 1

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Eyes Without a Face


If you've been mulling over a little nip-and-tuck now that those smile lines are annoying you, you might want to skip Georges Franju's Eyes Without a Face (1959), a strangely detached horror classic that presents plastic surgery in a boldly clinical manner. Though the rest of the film is a somber, haunting examination of lost identity, few people who have seen it can shake the memory of Franju's surgery sequence. Modern horror pictures may be more consistently grotesque, but Franju will unnerve you to the point that you'll flinch the next time you see a surgical clamp.

Pierre Brasseur plays Dr. Genessier, a famous plastic surgeon who has a car accident, and, in the process, mangles the face of his beautiful daughter, Christiane (Edith Scob). Unable to forgive himself, Genessier attempts to reconstruct Christiane's face by grafting the beautiful features of other women onto the ruined face of his beloved daughter. The unlucky victims are abducted or lured under false pretenses to Genessier by his loyal assistant-lover, Louise (Alida Valli). None of the grafts are successful but in the process Christiane learns, to her horror, about the unwilling donors. It all ends badly with a kennel full of ferocious dogs, subjects for Genessier's experiments, being released from their cages.

The Jean Redon novel that served as the basis for Eyes Without a Face was even more unsettling than the movie. Franju and his producer, Jules Borkon, knew that they were facing potential censorship problems with this picture, so they recruited the prestigious screenwriting team of Pierre Boileau and Thomas Narcejac to give the story a much-needed sense of humanity. Boileau and Narcejac, who had already written screenplays for Henri-Georges Clouzot's Diabolique (1955) and Alfred Hitchcock's Vertigo (1958), transformed a tawdry pulp fiction into a cautionary tale about a scientist trying to play God as well as a psychological melodrama propelled by a father's all-consuming guilt over his daughter's condition. Except for a few script changes (Boileau and Narcejac wanted either Brasseur or Scob to meet their end in a vat of wet cement), Eyes Without a Face, under Franju's direction, became an elegant art-house thriller that "deftly balances fantasy and realism, clinical detachment and operatic emotion, beauty, and pain, all presided over by Edith Scob's haunting, haunted eyes." (David Kalat in his liner notes from the Criterion DVD of Eyes Without a Face).

It cheapens the considerable accomplishment of the film to linger on one disturbing sequence, but you have to understand the impact that Franju's facial surgery had on the picture's first audiences. At the Edinburgh Film Festival, seven viewers actually fainted from the ordeal (Franju, who seemed a bit put off by the commotion, stated, "Now I know why Scotsmen wear skirts"). Appalled critics panned the movie across the board at the time of its release - some vehemently insisted that it never should have been made at all. It wasn't until several years later, when everyone got over their panic and realized that the whole point of a horror movie is to horrify people, that the picture was accepted as a modern classic.

Franju pulls remarkable performances from his entire cast, especially Scob, but the secret weapons of Eyes Without a Face would have to be Maurice Jarre's bizarre, circus-like score, and Eugen Schufftan's cinematography, which gives the picture the look of a luminous, black and white documentary. Schufftan, by the way, was an artist in his own right, having worked with such cinematic luminaries as Fritz Lang, Abel Gance, G.W. Pabst, and Edgar Ulmer.

In an interview for Video Watchdog by Frederic Albert Levy and Tim Lucas, Edith Scob recalled the making of Eyes Without a Face and her unique appearance in the film: "Even though it was painful, I had to show up earlier than the others for make-up sessions, and wearing a mask all day long makes you a thing, with no expression. You are put aside [like an object]...They made a faceprint of me in order to create a series of masks that would fit me. There was the mask for close-ups, which was most often used, and was like a very thin skin glued around the eyes, glued around the lips, so that the skin would not tremble when I spoke, and there was a thicker mask, which I could take off." Scob takes offense at Eyes Without a Face being labeled a horror film and prefers to call it a "fantastique film. Horror films present another kind of violence. There is actually something poetic in Eyes, which makes it richer."

Scob and Franju had worked together previously in Head Against the Wall (La Tete Contre les Murs, 1959), Scob's screen debut, and would continue their collaboration after Eyes Without a Face with Therese Desqueyroux (1962), Judex (1963) and Thomas the Imposter (1964). Scob revealed some insights into Franju's direction of Eyes Without a Face when she said "Franju was fascinated with everything pertaining to surgery. He would say that the most beautiful horror film he had ever seen was a documentary about a trepanation [the sawing off of (a part of) the skull on a living patient], where you could see the brain of the patient and the patient smiling, as he did not feel anything. For Franju, this was the ultimate in fantasy."

Eyes Without a Face had no problems with the French censors prior to its European release but that was not the case with the American print. Retitled The Horror Chamber of Dr. Faustus and dubbed into English, Franju's film ended up on a double bill with The Manster, a Japanese-American co-production that was much more geared toward the exploitation horror market. According to David Kalat, "The American distributor at least recognized the unique qualities of their find, and played up its arthouse credentials. "A ghastly elegance that suggests Tennessee Williams," boasted the ads. One optical zoom and a discreet fade-to-black later, and the most objectionable excesses of the face-removal scene were safely hidden from impressionable American teenagers. The biggest cut, though, was not in the violent content but in its humanity: a scene of Genessier lovingly caring for a small child at his clinic was snipped from U.S. prints. Blood and gore, fine, but Franju crossed the line when he gave his villain a sympathetic side."

The U.S. release version was virtually ignored by most mainstream critics but the original French cut of Eyes Without a Face slowly acquired a devoted following over the years. One of the few American critics to notice its uniqueness was Pauline Kael who wrote "it's perhaps the most austerely elegant horror film ever made...it has a vague, floating, lyric sense of dread which goes beyond the simpler effects of horror movies that don't make intellectual claims. Franju's approach is almost as purified and as mystic as Bresson's." And that assessment still stands today.

Director: Georges Franju
Producer: Jules Borkon
Screenplay: Pierre Boileau and Thomas Narcejac (from a book by Jean Redon)
Cinematography: Eugen Schufftan
Editor: Gilbert Natot
Music: Maurice Jarre
Production Design: Auguste Capelier
Costume Design: Marie Martine
Principal Cast: Pierre Brasseur (Dr. Genessier), Alida Valli (Louise), Juliette Mayniel (Edna), Edith Scob (Christiane Genessier), Francois Guerin (Jacques Vernon), Alexandre Rignault (Inspector Parot), Beatrice Altariba (Paulette), Charles Blavette (L'homme de la fourriere), Claude Brasseur (Inspector), Michel Etcheverry (Forensic Surgeon).
B&W-88m.

by Paul Tatara & Jeff Stafford

Sources

Criterion liner notes for "Eyes Without a Face" by David Kalat & Patrick McGrath

Video Watchdog, No. 107, Interview with Edith Scob by Frederic Albert Levy and Tim Lucas
Eyes Without A Face

Eyes Without a Face

If you've been mulling over a little nip-and-tuck now that those smile lines are annoying you, you might want to skip Georges Franju's Eyes Without a Face (1959), a strangely detached horror classic that presents plastic surgery in a boldly clinical manner. Though the rest of the film is a somber, haunting examination of lost identity, few people who have seen it can shake the memory of Franju's surgery sequence. Modern horror pictures may be more consistently grotesque, but Franju will unnerve you to the point that you'll flinch the next time you see a surgical clamp. Pierre Brasseur plays Dr. Genessier, a famous plastic surgeon who has a car accident, and, in the process, mangles the face of his beautiful daughter, Christiane (Edith Scob). Unable to forgive himself, Genessier attempts to reconstruct Christiane's face by grafting the beautiful features of other women onto the ruined face of his beloved daughter. The unlucky victims are abducted or lured under false pretenses to Genessier by his loyal assistant-lover, Louise (Alida Valli). None of the grafts are successful but in the process Christiane learns, to her horror, about the unwilling donors. It all ends badly with a kennel full of ferocious dogs, subjects for Genessier's experiments, being released from their cages. The Jean Redon novel that served as the basis for Eyes Without a Face was even more unsettling than the movie. Franju and his producer, Jules Borkon, knew that they were facing potential censorship problems with this picture, so they recruited the prestigious screenwriting team of Pierre Boileau and Thomas Narcejac to give the story a much-needed sense of humanity. Boileau and Narcejac, who had already written screenplays for Henri-Georges Clouzot's Diabolique (1955) and Alfred Hitchcock's Vertigo (1958), transformed a tawdry pulp fiction into a cautionary tale about a scientist trying to play God as well as a psychological melodrama propelled by a father's all-consuming guilt over his daughter's condition. Except for a few script changes (Boileau and Narcejac wanted either Brasseur or Scob to meet their end in a vat of wet cement), Eyes Without a Face, under Franju's direction, became an elegant art-house thriller that "deftly balances fantasy and realism, clinical detachment and operatic emotion, beauty, and pain, all presided over by Edith Scob's haunting, haunted eyes." (David Kalat in his liner notes from the Criterion DVD of Eyes Without a Face). It cheapens the considerable accomplishment of the film to linger on one disturbing sequence, but you have to understand the impact that Franju's facial surgery had on the picture's first audiences. At the Edinburgh Film Festival, seven viewers actually fainted from the ordeal (Franju, who seemed a bit put off by the commotion, stated, "Now I know why Scotsmen wear skirts"). Appalled critics panned the movie across the board at the time of its release - some vehemently insisted that it never should have been made at all. It wasn't until several years later, when everyone got over their panic and realized that the whole point of a horror movie is to horrify people, that the picture was accepted as a modern classic. Franju pulls remarkable performances from his entire cast, especially Scob, but the secret weapons of Eyes Without a Face would have to be Maurice Jarre's bizarre, circus-like score, and Eugen Schufftan's cinematography, which gives the picture the look of a luminous, black and white documentary. Schufftan, by the way, was an artist in his own right, having worked with such cinematic luminaries as Fritz Lang, Abel Gance, G.W. Pabst, and Edgar Ulmer. In an interview for Video Watchdog by Frederic Albert Levy and Tim Lucas, Edith Scob recalled the making of Eyes Without a Face and her unique appearance in the film: "Even though it was painful, I had to show up earlier than the others for make-up sessions, and wearing a mask all day long makes you a thing, with no expression. You are put aside [like an object]...They made a faceprint of me in order to create a series of masks that would fit me. There was the mask for close-ups, which was most often used, and was like a very thin skin glued around the eyes, glued around the lips, so that the skin would not tremble when I spoke, and there was a thicker mask, which I could take off." Scob takes offense at Eyes Without a Face being labeled a horror film and prefers to call it a "fantastique film. Horror films present another kind of violence. There is actually something poetic in Eyes, which makes it richer." Scob and Franju had worked together previously in Head Against the Wall (La Tete Contre les Murs, 1959), Scob's screen debut, and would continue their collaboration after Eyes Without a Face with Therese Desqueyroux (1962), Judex (1963) and Thomas the Imposter (1964). Scob revealed some insights into Franju's direction of Eyes Without a Face when she said "Franju was fascinated with everything pertaining to surgery. He would say that the most beautiful horror film he had ever seen was a documentary about a trepanation [the sawing off of (a part of) the skull on a living patient], where you could see the brain of the patient and the patient smiling, as he did not feel anything. For Franju, this was the ultimate in fantasy." Eyes Without a Face had no problems with the French censors prior to its European release but that was not the case with the American print. Retitled The Horror Chamber of Dr. Faustus and dubbed into English, Franju's film ended up on a double bill with The Manster, a Japanese-American co-production that was much more geared toward the exploitation horror market. According to David Kalat, "The American distributor at least recognized the unique qualities of their find, and played up its arthouse credentials. "A ghastly elegance that suggests Tennessee Williams," boasted the ads. One optical zoom and a discreet fade-to-black later, and the most objectionable excesses of the face-removal scene were safely hidden from impressionable American teenagers. The biggest cut, though, was not in the violent content but in its humanity: a scene of Genessier lovingly caring for a small child at his clinic was snipped from U.S. prints. Blood and gore, fine, but Franju crossed the line when he gave his villain a sympathetic side." The U.S. release version was virtually ignored by most mainstream critics but the original French cut of Eyes Without a Face slowly acquired a devoted following over the years. One of the few American critics to notice its uniqueness was Pauline Kael who wrote "it's perhaps the most austerely elegant horror film ever made...it has a vague, floating, lyric sense of dread which goes beyond the simpler effects of horror movies that don't make intellectual claims. Franju's approach is almost as purified and as mystic as Bresson's." And that assessment still stands today. Director: Georges Franju Producer: Jules Borkon Screenplay: Pierre Boileau and Thomas Narcejac (from a book by Jean Redon) Cinematography: Eugen Schufftan Editor: Gilbert Natot Music: Maurice Jarre Production Design: Auguste Capelier Costume Design: Marie Martine Principal Cast: Pierre Brasseur (Dr. Genessier), Alida Valli (Louise), Juliette Mayniel (Edna), Edith Scob (Christiane Genessier), Francois Guerin (Jacques Vernon), Alexandre Rignault (Inspector Parot), Beatrice Altariba (Paulette), Charles Blavette (L'homme de la fourriere), Claude Brasseur (Inspector), Michel Etcheverry (Forensic Surgeon). B&W-88m. by Paul Tatara & Jeff Stafford Sources Criterion liner notes for "Eyes Without a Face" by David Kalat & Patrick McGrath Video Watchdog, No. 107, Interview with Edith Scob by Frederic Albert Levy and Tim Lucas

Eyes Without a Face on Blu-ray


In 1962, a few hardy American horror fans dared to see a film with the unpleasant title The Horror Chamber of Dr. Faustus. They could hardly believe their eyes. Instead of the expected trashy exploitation picture, they were confronted by a hauntingly disturbing movie about a mad doctor murdering kidnapped women to restore the beauty of his disfigured daughter. It had scenes of realistic, bloody surgery as the surgeon's scalpel mutilated the latest in series of female victims. Domestic chiller pix and even the Technicolor Hammer films were pitched at a general audience, but Horror Chamber was shocking, but far different in tone. The strange impression it gives is of a poetic, austere beauty.

Only fans that read international cinema magazines could have known what they were looking at: Horror Chamber was United Artists' crass re-titling of a 1960 French art-horror picture called Les yeux sans visage, or Eyes Without a Face. Its screenwriters were Pierre Boileau and Thomas Narcejac, the well-known mystery authors of the source novels for Alfred Hitchcock's Vertigo and H.G. Clouzot's Les diaboliques. The director was Georges Franju, the maker of a notoriously graphic documentary on Parisian slaughterhouses, The Blood of Beasts. Eyes Without a Face stands alone among fright classics. Although a horror boom had recently begun in England and Italy, Franju's film is not part of any established genre tradition. Its designs don't resemble German Expressionist cinema. Its visuals appear to interpret the surreal aesthetic of Jean Cocteau. The film's surface reflects a somber, overcast Paris, as a mysterious woman disposes of flayed corpses, and prowls for new surgical victims.

The story follows the horrible, destructive efforts of a modern professional too proud to admit defeat: he's willing to spend the lives of innocent young people to prove his theories.

In a grim, cold cemetery outside Paris, noted surgeon and neurologist Doctor Génessier (Pierre Brasseur) buries his drowned and mutilated daughter Christiane, much to the concern of his aide/secretary Louise (Alida Valli) and his medical intern Jacques Vernon, Christiane's forlorn fiancé (François Guérin). But back at the doctor's foggy country clinic Christiane (Edith Scob) is very much alive, hiding in the family mansion and wandering deranged through the corridors in a mysterious blank-faced mask. Louise spends her days stalking students outside the Sorbonne, looking for young women with eyes and skin that match Christiane's...

Far too strong for most American distributors, Eyes Without a Face doesn't flinch from its disturbing content. In its key scene, a luckless victim has her entire face stolen in a bloody surgical procedure guaranteed to shock audiences even today. Hammer's horror films re-popularized fantasy vampires and werewolves, but Georges Franju's far more troubling film shows its fiends in action without providing a moral judgment. The "mad" doctor isn't mad at all, but commits his atrocious crimes out of pure hubris, the conviction that his god-like professional talent places him above humanity. Dr. Génessier mutilates one victim after another in a fruitless effort to restore his daughter's beauty. In one intolerably suspenseful scene, a young woman with a bandaged head tries to make good an escape. We want her to get away, but at the same dread what her reaction will be when she realizes that her face has already been removed. The movie repeatedly forces us to contemplate the unthinkable.

Horror and beauty blend uneasily in Franju's story of surgical nightmares. Looking like a mannequin come to life, Christiane Génessier hides in her father's house wearing an expressionless mask. Louise's concern is useless, as Christiane has already gone quietly insane. Wandering the halls, she visits the dogs used for grafting experiments, and phones her ex-fiancé Jacques. Christiane says nothing. She's living like a ghost, calling her lover from beyond the grave. Or perhaps she's become an angel of madness. She embraces the dogs, and is seen in a breathtaking slow motion scene with doves fluttering around her head.

The mask immediately reminds one of visual themes in the films of Jean Cocteau. Just in the way she glides down a brick hallway, or cocks her head while staring at her portrait on the wall, Christiane becomes a piece of surreal art. The gray-on-gray camerawork of Eugen Shuftan helps Franju creates disturbingly beautiful images that comment on the surface textures of things and objects, starting with faces. Trees reflect in the Doctor's shiny black sedan, but Louise's ugly little car has a dull corrugated surface. The doctor's private surgery is in a dungeon-like basement, yet reveals shiny tile walls and chrome equipment. Dr. Génessier leans in close as his patient Paulette (Béatriz Altariba) submits to an encephalogram, with the flashes of a stroboscope reflecting on her perfect, fair complexion. Paulette is unaware that her doctor's interest is in her face, not her health. Seen only in a shadowy blur, Christiane's own face is a torn and furrowed mass of tissue, with no real skin at all.

Franju keeps the particulars in the shadows as well. With his official clinic up front and his secret surgery hidden away, Doctor Génessier reminds us of Nazi doctors and their atrocious experiments on helpless victims. At one point Louise shows Christiane a scar on her neck indicating that the doctor performed plastic surgery of some kind on her as well. Is Louise hiding some kind of criminal or political past? All we know about Génessier is that he is wealthy, arrogant and uncaring toward others. He doesn't see his patients, only their diseases. He pursues his insane face-grafting experiments more out of professional pride than parental concern, and hardly seems aware that his daughter is slipping into insanity. For a short time one of the face transplants faces appears to be succeeding. Christiane stares nervously, and says that maybe now she'll be able to live... and that she'll have to live for "the others" as well.

Eyes Without a Face makes us think about faces and personal identity. People relate to each other primarily through faces, and the lack of one presents a crippling identity problem. It's fascinating that half a century later, face transplants are a reality almost out of the experimental phase. Faces destroyed by accidents or birth defects can be least partly restored. But if the process becomes common, will it be abused? Will poor families in the Third World sell their children's faces for the benefit of the children of the rich? This is reportedly already happening with other organs, especially kidneys.

Franju attracted two big stars for his film. Pierre Brasseur was a veteran of many French classics, including Children of Paradise. Alida Valli is best remembered as the sad, remote beauty of Carol Reed's The Third Man and Luchino Visconti's epic Senso. The marvelous Edith Scob had a small role in Franju's previous picture. The prime part of Edna Gruber went to Juliette Mayniel, who had garnered attention in Claude Chabrol's Les cousins.

Too sophisticated for its own genre, Georges Franju's masterwork was shunned by the conservative critical establishment when new, and only slowly built its reputation. But it immediately influenced a wave of horror films about fiendish medicos murdering women to obtain something organic (usually blood) to cure or restore a wife or a daughter: Giorgio Ferroni's spooky Mill of the Stone Women, Anton Majano's foolish Atom Age Vampire, Jesus Franco's The Awful Dr. Orloff. Very recently Pedro Almodóvar directed a derivative horror item combining plastic surgery and sex reassignment, The Skin I Live In. Franju's poetic, horrific Eyes Without a Face is still unequalled for film poetry.

Criterion's stunning Blu-ray of Eyes Without a Face replicates cinematographer Eugen Shuftan's full range of soft gray tones and uncanny textures. Composer Maurice Jarre's impressive music score sounds marvelous in Blu-ray's lossless audio. The sharp violin notes in the title scenes now cut like a razor. Jarre's first music scores were for Franju, and his unnerving dance-of-death theme for this picture is as good as anything he's done.

Images have circulated of a slightly longer alternate ending that reportedly was never incorporated into the film. This version is intact. Extras from Criterion's previous DVD are all present, beginning with the short subject The Blood of Beasts, the sly documentary about two Paris slaughterhouses that made Franju's reputation as a notorious filmmaker. A short Franju interview takes place in a demeaning 'mad lab' TV set with bubbling colored liquids and a costumed horror host. Better is Grandfathers of Crime, a 'two authors at home' visit with the genial Gallic thriller team of Boileau-Narcejac.

The new extra is an interview with the still-active actress Edith Scob, who talks about her role in Franju's Head Against the Wall and offers her take on Eyes along with her personal memories of the director. She even describes what wearing the mask was like -- once it was on, it had to remain in place for hours.

Two trailers are included, a mysterious, highly creepy original French original, and an impossibly exploitative Lopert trailer for the U.S. exploitation double bill of The Horror Chamber of Dr. Faustus and The Manster. An insert flyer features short essays by Patrick McGrath and David Kalat. Eyes Without a Face is far, far too good to be just a cult film.

Reviewed by Glenn Erickson

Eyes Without a Face on Blu-ray

In 1962, a few hardy American horror fans dared to see a film with the unpleasant title The Horror Chamber of Dr. Faustus. They could hardly believe their eyes. Instead of the expected trashy exploitation picture, they were confronted by a hauntingly disturbing movie about a mad doctor murdering kidnapped women to restore the beauty of his disfigured daughter. It had scenes of realistic, bloody surgery as the surgeon's scalpel mutilated the latest in series of female victims. Domestic chiller pix and even the Technicolor Hammer films were pitched at a general audience, but Horror Chamber was shocking, but far different in tone. The strange impression it gives is of a poetic, austere beauty. Only fans that read international cinema magazines could have known what they were looking at: Horror Chamber was United Artists' crass re-titling of a 1960 French art-horror picture called Les yeux sans visage, or Eyes Without a Face. Its screenwriters were Pierre Boileau and Thomas Narcejac, the well-known mystery authors of the source novels for Alfred Hitchcock's Vertigo and H.G. Clouzot's Les diaboliques. The director was Georges Franju, the maker of a notoriously graphic documentary on Parisian slaughterhouses, The Blood of Beasts. Eyes Without a Face stands alone among fright classics. Although a horror boom had recently begun in England and Italy, Franju's film is not part of any established genre tradition. Its designs don't resemble German Expressionist cinema. Its visuals appear to interpret the surreal aesthetic of Jean Cocteau. The film's surface reflects a somber, overcast Paris, as a mysterious woman disposes of flayed corpses, and prowls for new surgical victims. The story follows the horrible, destructive efforts of a modern professional too proud to admit defeat: he's willing to spend the lives of innocent young people to prove his theories. In a grim, cold cemetery outside Paris, noted surgeon and neurologist Doctor Génessier (Pierre Brasseur) buries his drowned and mutilated daughter Christiane, much to the concern of his aide/secretary Louise (Alida Valli) and his medical intern Jacques Vernon, Christiane's forlorn fiancé (François Guérin). But back at the doctor's foggy country clinic Christiane (Edith Scob) is very much alive, hiding in the family mansion and wandering deranged through the corridors in a mysterious blank-faced mask. Louise spends her days stalking students outside the Sorbonne, looking for young women with eyes and skin that match Christiane's... Far too strong for most American distributors, Eyes Without a Face doesn't flinch from its disturbing content. In its key scene, a luckless victim has her entire face stolen in a bloody surgical procedure guaranteed to shock audiences even today. Hammer's horror films re-popularized fantasy vampires and werewolves, but Georges Franju's far more troubling film shows its fiends in action without providing a moral judgment. The "mad" doctor isn't mad at all, but commits his atrocious crimes out of pure hubris, the conviction that his god-like professional talent places him above humanity. Dr. Génessier mutilates one victim after another in a fruitless effort to restore his daughter's beauty. In one intolerably suspenseful scene, a young woman with a bandaged head tries to make good an escape. We want her to get away, but at the same dread what her reaction will be when she realizes that her face has already been removed. The movie repeatedly forces us to contemplate the unthinkable. Horror and beauty blend uneasily in Franju's story of surgical nightmares. Looking like a mannequin come to life, Christiane Génessier hides in her father's house wearing an expressionless mask. Louise's concern is useless, as Christiane has already gone quietly insane. Wandering the halls, she visits the dogs used for grafting experiments, and phones her ex-fiancé Jacques. Christiane says nothing. She's living like a ghost, calling her lover from beyond the grave. Or perhaps she's become an angel of madness. She embraces the dogs, and is seen in a breathtaking slow motion scene with doves fluttering around her head. The mask immediately reminds one of visual themes in the films of Jean Cocteau. Just in the way she glides down a brick hallway, or cocks her head while staring at her portrait on the wall, Christiane becomes a piece of surreal art. The gray-on-gray camerawork of Eugen Shuftan helps Franju creates disturbingly beautiful images that comment on the surface textures of things and objects, starting with faces. Trees reflect in the Doctor's shiny black sedan, but Louise's ugly little car has a dull corrugated surface. The doctor's private surgery is in a dungeon-like basement, yet reveals shiny tile walls and chrome equipment. Dr. Génessier leans in close as his patient Paulette (Béatriz Altariba) submits to an encephalogram, with the flashes of a stroboscope reflecting on her perfect, fair complexion. Paulette is unaware that her doctor's interest is in her face, not her health. Seen only in a shadowy blur, Christiane's own face is a torn and furrowed mass of tissue, with no real skin at all. Franju keeps the particulars in the shadows as well. With his official clinic up front and his secret surgery hidden away, Doctor Génessier reminds us of Nazi doctors and their atrocious experiments on helpless victims. At one point Louise shows Christiane a scar on her neck indicating that the doctor performed plastic surgery of some kind on her as well. Is Louise hiding some kind of criminal or political past? All we know about Génessier is that he is wealthy, arrogant and uncaring toward others. He doesn't see his patients, only their diseases. He pursues his insane face-grafting experiments more out of professional pride than parental concern, and hardly seems aware that his daughter is slipping into insanity. For a short time one of the face transplants faces appears to be succeeding. Christiane stares nervously, and says that maybe now she'll be able to live... and that she'll have to live for "the others" as well. Eyes Without a Face makes us think about faces and personal identity. People relate to each other primarily through faces, and the lack of one presents a crippling identity problem. It's fascinating that half a century later, face transplants are a reality almost out of the experimental phase. Faces destroyed by accidents or birth defects can be least partly restored. But if the process becomes common, will it be abused? Will poor families in the Third World sell their children's faces for the benefit of the children of the rich? This is reportedly already happening with other organs, especially kidneys. Franju attracted two big stars for his film. Pierre Brasseur was a veteran of many French classics, including Children of Paradise. Alida Valli is best remembered as the sad, remote beauty of Carol Reed's The Third Man and Luchino Visconti's epic Senso. The marvelous Edith Scob had a small role in Franju's previous picture. The prime part of Edna Gruber went to Juliette Mayniel, who had garnered attention in Claude Chabrol's Les cousins. Too sophisticated for its own genre, Georges Franju's masterwork was shunned by the conservative critical establishment when new, and only slowly built its reputation. But it immediately influenced a wave of horror films about fiendish medicos murdering women to obtain something organic (usually blood) to cure or restore a wife or a daughter: Giorgio Ferroni's spooky Mill of the Stone Women, Anton Majano's foolish Atom Age Vampire, Jesus Franco's The Awful Dr. Orloff. Very recently Pedro Almodóvar directed a derivative horror item combining plastic surgery and sex reassignment, The Skin I Live In. Franju's poetic, horrific Eyes Without a Face is still unequalled for film poetry. Criterion's stunning Blu-ray of Eyes Without a Face replicates cinematographer Eugen Shuftan's full range of soft gray tones and uncanny textures. Composer Maurice Jarre's impressive music score sounds marvelous in Blu-ray's lossless audio. The sharp violin notes in the title scenes now cut like a razor. Jarre's first music scores were for Franju, and his unnerving dance-of-death theme for this picture is as good as anything he's done. Images have circulated of a slightly longer alternate ending that reportedly was never incorporated into the film. This version is intact. Extras from Criterion's previous DVD are all present, beginning with the short subject The Blood of Beasts, the sly documentary about two Paris slaughterhouses that made Franju's reputation as a notorious filmmaker. A short Franju interview takes place in a demeaning 'mad lab' TV set with bubbling colored liquids and a costumed horror host. Better is Grandfathers of Crime, a 'two authors at home' visit with the genial Gallic thriller team of Boileau-Narcejac. The new extra is an interview with the still-active actress Edith Scob, who talks about her role in Franju's Head Against the Wall and offers her take on Eyes along with her personal memories of the director. She even describes what wearing the mask was like -- once it was on, it had to remain in place for hours. Two trailers are included, a mysterious, highly creepy original French original, and an impossibly exploitative Lopert trailer for the U.S. exploitation double bill of The Horror Chamber of Dr. Faustus and The Manster. An insert flyer features short essays by Patrick McGrath and David Kalat. Eyes Without a Face is far, far too good to be just a cult film. Reviewed by Glenn Erickson

Eyes Without a Face on DVD


Georges Franju's Eyes Without a Face (Les Yeux sans visage, 1959) has often been characterized as a "poetic" horror film. This designation still seems apt, since Franju manages the tricky balancing act of thoroughly inhabiting a genre that is almost by definition déclassé while simultaneously adopting the moodiness, visual fluency and symbolic richness of an "art" film. For years the film was distributed in the U.S. mainly in a cut and dubbed version. However, the original French version has been distributed on home video sporadically for the past couple of decades and new 35mm prints of it toured nationwide last year. Criterion's new DVD ups the ante by providing a solid transfer and some valuable special features, including Franju's similarly poetic but profoundly disturbing 1949 documentary short Blood of the Beasts.

Synopsis: Dr. Genessier, a respected French surgeon, is responsible for disfiguring his daughter Christiane's face in an auto accident and becomes obsessed with restoring her beauty through facial transplants. He keeps the troubled Christiane confined to the villa and convinces the police that she is dead. His sinister assistant Louise helps him lure beautiful young women to his villa in order to remove their faces for the procedure, but the "heterografts" (as he calls them) fail to take hold and Christiane is once again left without a face. Christiane's grief-stricken fiance (and fellow doctor) Jacques Vernon becomes suspicious and offers to help the police with their investigation, but can they find the newest intended victim before it is too late?

George Franju's Eyes Without a Face was part of the global artistic renaissance of the horror genre in the late 1950s and early 1960s that included the Hammer films (especially those directed by Terence Fisher), Italian horror maestros such as Mario Bava and Riccardo Freda, and more self-consciously "arty" forays into the genre by mainstream directors. The best-known examples of the latter are Michael Powell's Peeping Tom (1960), Alfred Hitchcock's Psycho (1960) and Franju's film. However, while many of these new horror films displayed a great deal of stylistic verve and psychological sophistication, they often had difficulty overcoming pre-established marketing expectations and critics' highhanded dismissal of the genre. Eyes Without a Face, for instance, was originally released in the U.S. in 1962, in a dubbed and edited version entitled The Horror Chamber of Doctor Faustus, as part of a double bill with the notoriously inane The Manster (1961). In terms of sheer disparity of artistic merit, this must have been one of the most absurd double features ever.

The pleasures of Franju's film are many, starting with the ultra-grim undercurrent of black comedy. For instance, when Dr. Genessier delivers a public lecture on the "heterograft," a pair of elderly women take almost vampiric relish in the purported "rejuvenating" effects of such transplants. The venerable French actor Pierre Brasseur gives a superb performance as the domineering, obsessive doctor, wielding his deep bass voice like a scalpel. Alida Valli is deliciously perverse as Louise, a former patient whose unhealthy loyalty extends to assisting with murder. While Edith Scob's face is covered for much of the film, she conveys a delicate, melancholy grace through her eyes and especially her body movements. The direction and screenplay are first-rate--both in terms of how economically information is revealed to the viewer as the film progresses, and in terms of the film's development of the themes of facelessness and moral responsibility.

However, Eyes Without a Face is still very much a horror film, and it delivers the goods; the surgical sequence at the heart of the film is grueling to watch even today. Franju's film has undeniably left an impact on the genre, though perhaps not in the way Franju may have intended; we find traces of it, for instance, in the medical horrors of Jess Franco's The Awful Dr. Orloff (1962) and The Diabolical Dr. Z (1966). While the prolific Franco also achieves something approaching cinematic poetry during his rare flights of inspiration, the frankly exploitative nature of his films--especially his later projects--will probably prevent the mainstream critical establishment from ever embracing them as "Art." Fortunately, that is not the case for Eyes Without a Face.

This may be one of Criterion's less expensive one-disc releases, but they don't skimp on the special features. First and foremost is Franju's 20-minute documentary short on Parisian slaughterhouses, Blood of the Beasts/Le Sang des betes (1949). Sparing nothing for the viewer, Franju depicts horses, bulls, calves and sheep being slaughtered and prepared for sale to the city's meat markets. While some viewers today might interpret the film as a tract for vegetarianism, Franju is deliberately non-judgmental in his approach. He views the slaughterhouses as a necessary aspect of the city's existence, a point made clear by the circular imagery that opens the film. I, for one, unexpectedly came away with heightened respect for the slaughterhouse employees' exhausting and sometimes dangerous work. This is unquestionably a great documentary in terms of the artistic quality of the photography and editing. However, those sensitive to images of animal slaughter have been warned.

The disc also features three interviews--two with Franju and one with the screenwriters Pierre Boileau and Thomas Narcejac, the French thriller writing team best known for the source novels of Clouzot's Diabolique and Hitchcock's Vertigo. Franju's 1982 interview for Cine-Parade is unspeakably bizarre, and all the more entertaining for it: the interviewer is a man in a mad-scientist's getup of a white lab coat and fright wig, and the pair is surrounded with bubbling beakers and luridly colored lighting. It's a treat for those who remember the good old days of late-nite horror movies on TV hosted by cut-rate celebrities such as the Vegas Vampire. Yet amazingly, Franju maintains his composure and speaks matter-of-factly about Eyes Without a Face and the horror genre in general. The stills gallery is a great deal of fun, with no shortage of promotional materials for the Horror Chamber/Manster double bill. The basic incompatibility of the two films results in all sorts of absurd and amusing graphic combinations. My favorite: a lobby card that juxtaposes the image of a two-headed monster attacking a Japanese scientist with the quote "A ghastly elegance that suggests Tennessee Williams!" Thankfully, Criterion included the double feature trailer along with the original French trailer. The transfers for both Eyes Without a Face and Blood of the Beasts do a great job of rendering the textures of their black-and-white photography. If anything, the transfer of Eyes has richer contrast than the new 35mm print that played in theaters recently. The mono sound is also fine. Highly recommended.

For more information about Eyes Without a Face, visit Criterion Collection. To order Eyes Without a Face, go to TCM Shopping.

by James Steffen

Eyes Without a Face on DVD

Georges Franju's Eyes Without a Face (Les Yeux sans visage, 1959) has often been characterized as a "poetic" horror film. This designation still seems apt, since Franju manages the tricky balancing act of thoroughly inhabiting a genre that is almost by definition déclassé while simultaneously adopting the moodiness, visual fluency and symbolic richness of an "art" film. For years the film was distributed in the U.S. mainly in a cut and dubbed version. However, the original French version has been distributed on home video sporadically for the past couple of decades and new 35mm prints of it toured nationwide last year. Criterion's new DVD ups the ante by providing a solid transfer and some valuable special features, including Franju's similarly poetic but profoundly disturbing 1949 documentary short Blood of the Beasts. Synopsis: Dr. Genessier, a respected French surgeon, is responsible for disfiguring his daughter Christiane's face in an auto accident and becomes obsessed with restoring her beauty through facial transplants. He keeps the troubled Christiane confined to the villa and convinces the police that she is dead. His sinister assistant Louise helps him lure beautiful young women to his villa in order to remove their faces for the procedure, but the "heterografts" (as he calls them) fail to take hold and Christiane is once again left without a face. Christiane's grief-stricken fiance (and fellow doctor) Jacques Vernon becomes suspicious and offers to help the police with their investigation, but can they find the newest intended victim before it is too late? George Franju's Eyes Without a Face was part of the global artistic renaissance of the horror genre in the late 1950s and early 1960s that included the Hammer films (especially those directed by Terence Fisher), Italian horror maestros such as Mario Bava and Riccardo Freda, and more self-consciously "arty" forays into the genre by mainstream directors. The best-known examples of the latter are Michael Powell's Peeping Tom (1960), Alfred Hitchcock's Psycho (1960) and Franju's film. However, while many of these new horror films displayed a great deal of stylistic verve and psychological sophistication, they often had difficulty overcoming pre-established marketing expectations and critics' highhanded dismissal of the genre. Eyes Without a Face, for instance, was originally released in the U.S. in 1962, in a dubbed and edited version entitled The Horror Chamber of Doctor Faustus, as part of a double bill with the notoriously inane The Manster (1961). In terms of sheer disparity of artistic merit, this must have been one of the most absurd double features ever. The pleasures of Franju's film are many, starting with the ultra-grim undercurrent of black comedy. For instance, when Dr. Genessier delivers a public lecture on the "heterograft," a pair of elderly women take almost vampiric relish in the purported "rejuvenating" effects of such transplants. The venerable French actor Pierre Brasseur gives a superb performance as the domineering, obsessive doctor, wielding his deep bass voice like a scalpel. Alida Valli is deliciously perverse as Louise, a former patient whose unhealthy loyalty extends to assisting with murder. While Edith Scob's face is covered for much of the film, she conveys a delicate, melancholy grace through her eyes and especially her body movements. The direction and screenplay are first-rate--both in terms of how economically information is revealed to the viewer as the film progresses, and in terms of the film's development of the themes of facelessness and moral responsibility. However, Eyes Without a Face is still very much a horror film, and it delivers the goods; the surgical sequence at the heart of the film is grueling to watch even today. Franju's film has undeniably left an impact on the genre, though perhaps not in the way Franju may have intended; we find traces of it, for instance, in the medical horrors of Jess Franco's The Awful Dr. Orloff (1962) and The Diabolical Dr. Z (1966). While the prolific Franco also achieves something approaching cinematic poetry during his rare flights of inspiration, the frankly exploitative nature of his films--especially his later projects--will probably prevent the mainstream critical establishment from ever embracing them as "Art." Fortunately, that is not the case for Eyes Without a Face. This may be one of Criterion's less expensive one-disc releases, but they don't skimp on the special features. First and foremost is Franju's 20-minute documentary short on Parisian slaughterhouses, Blood of the Beasts/Le Sang des betes (1949). Sparing nothing for the viewer, Franju depicts horses, bulls, calves and sheep being slaughtered and prepared for sale to the city's meat markets. While some viewers today might interpret the film as a tract for vegetarianism, Franju is deliberately non-judgmental in his approach. He views the slaughterhouses as a necessary aspect of the city's existence, a point made clear by the circular imagery that opens the film. I, for one, unexpectedly came away with heightened respect for the slaughterhouse employees' exhausting and sometimes dangerous work. This is unquestionably a great documentary in terms of the artistic quality of the photography and editing. However, those sensitive to images of animal slaughter have been warned. The disc also features three interviews--two with Franju and one with the screenwriters Pierre Boileau and Thomas Narcejac, the French thriller writing team best known for the source novels of Clouzot's Diabolique and Hitchcock's Vertigo. Franju's 1982 interview for Cine-Parade is unspeakably bizarre, and all the more entertaining for it: the interviewer is a man in a mad-scientist's getup of a white lab coat and fright wig, and the pair is surrounded with bubbling beakers and luridly colored lighting. It's a treat for those who remember the good old days of late-nite horror movies on TV hosted by cut-rate celebrities such as the Vegas Vampire. Yet amazingly, Franju maintains his composure and speaks matter-of-factly about Eyes Without a Face and the horror genre in general. The stills gallery is a great deal of fun, with no shortage of promotional materials for the Horror Chamber/Manster double bill. The basic incompatibility of the two films results in all sorts of absurd and amusing graphic combinations. My favorite: a lobby card that juxtaposes the image of a two-headed monster attacking a Japanese scientist with the quote "A ghastly elegance that suggests Tennessee Williams!" Thankfully, Criterion included the double feature trailer along with the original French trailer. The transfers for both Eyes Without a Face and Blood of the Beasts do a great job of rendering the textures of their black-and-white photography. If anything, the transfer of Eyes has richer contrast than the new 35mm print that played in theaters recently. The mono sound is also fine. Highly recommended. For more information about Eyes Without a Face, visit Criterion Collection. To order Eyes Without a Face, go to TCM Shopping. by James Steffen

Eyes Without a Face


EYES WITHOUT A FACE (1959), Georges Franju's horror masterwork, will have a special two-week run in a spine-tingling new 35mm print with new translation and subtitles at Film Forum starting on Halloween (Friday, October 31) and running through Thursday, November 13. Showtimes are daily at 1:00, 2:50, 4:40, 6:30, 8:20 and 10:10.

A mysterious, plastic-raincoated woman drives through the night, stopping to dump a corpse in the river, its face concealed by a hat; later she stalks a young female student through the streets of Paris. A distinguished surgeon lectures to a rapt audience on the difficulties of the "heterograft," then goes to police headquarters to identify the body of his daughter, horribly disfigured in a car crash, but the edges of the facial wound of this corpse are so clean they might have been cut with a scalpel. And who's that huddled face down on her bed on the "locked" top floor of the doctor's house?

For his second feature, Georges Franju, co-founder of the Cinematheque Francaise and award-winning documentarist, invested a script by Pierre Boileau and Thomas Narcejac (authors of Clouzot's Diabolique AND Hitchcock's Vertigo) with "exquisite, dread images....a vague, floating, almost lyric sense of horror" (Pauline Kael) in a savage parody of the scientific method gone to its Faustian limits (the film was originally released in the U.S. as The Horror Chamber of Dr. Faustus). With the great Pierre Brasseur (Children of Paradise) as the doctor; Alida Valli (The Third Man) as the nurse/mistress with her own secrets; and the ethereal Edith Scob, haunting in her simultaneously beautiful and creepy mask. Scob floats through operating room and dog kennel in her high-collared, almost iridescent white coat as doves fly past - made all the creepier by the stark b&w cinematography of Eugen Schufftan, creator of the special effects for Fritz Lang's Metropolis, and a suitably eerie score by Maurice Jarre (Lawrence of Arabia). Not for those squeamish about scalpels, graphic facial surgery, or angry dogs, but "although the plot is as wildly fantastic as anything Hollywood ever dreamed up, Franju invests it with a weird poetry in which the influence of Cocteau is unmistakable" (Phil Hardy, Encyclopedia of Horror).

Eyes Without a Face

EYES WITHOUT A FACE (1959), Georges Franju's horror masterwork, will have a special two-week run in a spine-tingling new 35mm print with new translation and subtitles at Film Forum starting on Halloween (Friday, October 31) and running through Thursday, November 13. Showtimes are daily at 1:00, 2:50, 4:40, 6:30, 8:20 and 10:10. A mysterious, plastic-raincoated woman drives through the night, stopping to dump a corpse in the river, its face concealed by a hat; later she stalks a young female student through the streets of Paris. A distinguished surgeon lectures to a rapt audience on the difficulties of the "heterograft," then goes to police headquarters to identify the body of his daughter, horribly disfigured in a car crash, but the edges of the facial wound of this corpse are so clean they might have been cut with a scalpel. And who's that huddled face down on her bed on the "locked" top floor of the doctor's house? For his second feature, Georges Franju, co-founder of the Cinematheque Francaise and award-winning documentarist, invested a script by Pierre Boileau and Thomas Narcejac (authors of Clouzot's Diabolique AND Hitchcock's Vertigo) with "exquisite, dread images....a vague, floating, almost lyric sense of horror" (Pauline Kael) in a savage parody of the scientific method gone to its Faustian limits (the film was originally released in the U.S. as The Horror Chamber of Dr. Faustus). With the great Pierre Brasseur (Children of Paradise) as the doctor; Alida Valli (The Third Man) as the nurse/mistress with her own secrets; and the ethereal Edith Scob, haunting in her simultaneously beautiful and creepy mask. Scob floats through operating room and dog kennel in her high-collared, almost iridescent white coat as doves fly past - made all the creepier by the stark b&w cinematography of Eugen Schufftan, creator of the special effects for Fritz Lang's Metropolis, and a suitably eerie score by Maurice Jarre (Lawrence of Arabia). Not for those squeamish about scalpels, graphic facial surgery, or angry dogs, but "although the plot is as wildly fantastic as anything Hollywood ever dreamed up, Franju invests it with a weird poetry in which the influence of Cocteau is unmistakable" (Phil Hardy, Encyclopedia of Horror).

Quotes

The future, Madame, is something we needed to get a head start on.
- Doctor Genessier
She trusts you this time. I trust you.
- Louise
Me, I'm hoping, that's all.
- Doctor Genessier
Smile. Not too much.
- Doctor Genessier

Trivia

Notes

Opened in Paris in March 1960 as Les yeux sans visage; running time: 88 min; in Rome in July 1960 as Occhi senza volto; running time: 88 min.

Miscellaneous Notes

Released in United States 1962

Re-released in United States November 17, 1995

Re-released in United States January 23, 1996

Re-released in United States October 31, 2003

Released in United States Fall October 31, 2003

Released in United States on Video August 31, 2000

Released in United States August 18, 1959

Released in United States April 1981

Released in United States March 1996

Released in United States September 1996

Released in United States 2011

Shown at Santa Barbara International Film Festival March 8-17, 1996.

Released in United States 1962

Re-released in United States November 17, 1995 (Cinema Village; New York City)

Re-released in United States January 23, 1996 (Nuart; Los Angeles)

Re-released in United States October 31, 2003 (Nuart; Los Angeles)

Released in United States Fall October 31, 2003

Released in United States on Video August 31, 2000

Released in United States August 18, 1959 (Premiered in Paris August 18, 1959.)

Released in United States April 1981 (Shown at FILMEX: Los Angeles International Film Exposition ("Scared to Death": Horror Movie Marathon) April 2-23, 1981.)

Released in United States March 1996 (Shown at Santa Barbara International Film Festival March 8-17, 1996.)

Released in United States September 1996 (Shown in New York City (Anthology Film Archives) as part of program "Best of the Indies" September 5-15, 1996.)

Released in United States 2011 (Guest Artistic Director Selection)