The Last Temptation of Christ generated as much protest as The
Passion of the Christ, first by Christians who hadn't yet seen it, and
then by those who had. The original novel by Zorba the Greek author
Nikos Kazantzakis restages the key battle of his own life, his work and his
tradition: the eternal clash of flesh and spirit. Given that the Incarnation
marks history's first and only true integration in of those two oppositions,
the setting seems perfect. But Kazantzakis warns us that this treatment is
less a real Gospel than use of the Gospel as a vehicle for exploring that
conflict. On the surface, this sounds like the Monty Python strategy
not really Jesus, but someone who looks like him. The key difference
is that Kazantzakis' alternative-universe story isn't just the punchline of a
schoolboy snicker, but rather the serious result of a lifetime of agonizing
over the split between his own higher and lower instincts. Thus, his Christ
bounces from extreme to extreme, in a tale that climaxes with a vision of
Christ on the Cross reconsidering the earthly life he is rejecting a
blasphemous notion for some, but an obvious and intriguing speculative
direction for others. The collaborators for the screen version are famously
Christ-haunted in three traditions: Orthodox-raised Kazantzakis, Catholic
director Martin Scorsese and Calvin College-grad screenwriter Paul Schrader
create an agonizingly personal confrontation with Christ, one difficult to
untangle into its varied authorial intents. Those who approach the film
expecting based on its controversial reputation either artistic
perfection or diabolical genius are liable to be disappointed, for the film
is conflicted at every level thematically and tonally, not to mention
theologically and remains a problematic, if provocative, sometimes
frustrating, and often insightful work.
The emphasis on humanity makes Willem Dafoe's portrayal at times one of the
most believable onscreen Christs, more connected to his times and ideas than
many a sterile and sanctimonious treatment that emphasizes Word over flesh:
he smiles, dances, loves, and shares from his heart; one can see why people
would be drawn to this Jesus. At the same time, this is one of the most
iconic of Gospels: jolting from realism to surreal symbolism, including
ironically the most abstract depiction of the temptation
sequence of any Jesus film, complete with special effects like bad DeMille.
The relationships depicted, likewise, swing from naturalistic to variations
on the central debate: love versus force, religious ideals versus domestic
life, power and force versus weakness and love. Foremost among these
character/symbols is Judas, easily the most fully-realized and sympathetic
Judas of any Jesus film, worldly-wise, practical, a man of action, who is won
over to the point that his betrayal of Christ is portrayed as an act of
faith, a collaboration in Christ's mission.
In the final vision, as Jesus
considers the temptation to avoid the Crucifixion, we see Judas as the one
who feels betrayed. The vision begins with an angel and obviously he might also
be interpreted as the devil who helps Jesus down from the Cross and
into the life he might have had: marriage, sex (fairly chaste, though
extremely disturbing to many), family, and old age. We visit the opposite
extreme of flesh as Christ adopts the angel/devil's idea that "all women are
really the same woman", and takes up with both Mary and Martha. This
development will continue to blunt some viewers' sympathy for the film's
artistic strategy, but is representative of the tortured Kazantzakis's confused
musings on the maddening conundrum that is man, a being of both spirit and flesh. On his deathbed, the aged Jesus realizes with
horror that he's been a Prodigal Son, calling out, like George Bailey or
Ebenezer Scrooge from the depths of their own dark might-have-beens, and is
restored: with the same sort of incredible relief we feel at those
Resurrections.
If you can get past the difficulties and take The Last Temptation as
the authors intended, the work offers some unexpected entries into the
Gospel. Even in the odd confrontation in Christ's vision of Jesus with Paul,
shown as the inventor of Christianity, one senses how often we cling to the
Jesus we wish to believe in rather than face the Jesus in front of us. In
any case, this film demands engagement: if it pulls Christ to earth,
it pulls the viewer into the story, into encounter, and hopefully with more
than ideas alone.
Mike Hertenstein