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Movie Review: Joyeux Noël

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My favorite Christmas song, and one of my favorite songs in general, is Bing Crosby’s rendition of “I’ll Be Home for Christmas (If Only In My Dreams)” on his album Merry Christmas. It conjures up warm memories of cuddling up with a good book on the sofa at my mother’s house, my family all around me, while the snow falls gently, quietly outside the window.

But, inevitably, every time I hear it there comes a moment when I reflect on the character from whose point of the view it’s sung. He’s a young, American soldier thousands of miles from home in Europe during World War II, and he’s intimately familiar with the dark, haunting fear that me might never again make it home for Christmas, save in his dreams.

Joyeux Noël serves up a heady brew made from precisely this poignant mix of gladness and grief. At the very moments when we’ve most given ourselves over to its heart-warming story of the flame of human goodness flaring to life even in the fetid, miserable trenches of World War I, it jerks us back to reality with a frisson of almost unbearable sadness.

The film is set on Christmas Eve, 1914. The soldiers of three nations (France, Germany, and Scotland) stare at each other across No Man’s Land from the dubious safety of their respective trenches. Celebrating with extra whiskey rations, Scottish bagpipers play “I’m Dreaming of Home.” As they fall silent the voice of a famous German tenor (Benno Fürmann) fills the air. Before too long the bagpipes are accompanying him in “Silent Night.”

Shortly after that a truce is called and the soldiers of all three sides are spilling over the trenches. They trade Christmas rations of chocolate and wine, share pictures of wives and girlfriends, and celebrate Mass together, led by a Scottish chaplain (Gary Lewis).

This actually happened, and the filmmakers are keen to show us the consequences of this reprieve from the horrors of war. But it’s immaterial whether or not the film is “based on true events.”

It’s effective because the way in which these events can strike the mind as unbelievable and absurd and yet carry the aura of undeniable, human truth parallels any sane person’s attitude towards warfare. It seems impossible that after so many thousands of years, so many billions of lives cut tragically short, we can’t resolve our difficulties without resorting to wholesale slaughter. But here we are.

Director Christian Carion’s technique has all the subtlety of a shovel to the back of the head, and occasionally he employs a device so laughably ham-fisted that the film becomes momentarily ridiculous. Ultimately, though, the broad swaths of emotion cut by the film are appropriate to the pathos of the question it poses. No one has yet phrased it more succinctly than Bob Dylan: “How many times must the cannonballs fly/Before they’re forever banned?”

Near the end of the film a Bishop (Ian Richardson) arrives to relieve the chaplain and to bless a new group of soldiers on their way to the front. During his benediction he asks, “Are those who shell cities populated only by civilians the children of God?” It’s a question that the citizens of nearly every nation on earth would do well to ask themselves.

In the end Joyeux Noël points a finger of blame at the Masters of War who send men to die for profit and prestige, while burying these real motives under empty platitudes about God and country. But of course this is a tacit indictment of we who suffer them to rule over us. Perhaps a shovel to the back of the head is just what the doctor ordered.

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  • Great review–well-thought out and expressed. I like the personal angle and how you merged that in for a cohesive piece.

  • Thanks! This film was a great opportunity to try something new, and I’m glad it turned out okay.

  • I agree, great work. I missed seeing this film when it was playing at a theater near me, and reading your review made me regret my decision not to see it. I now plan to remedy this by watching it soon!