Eyes Without a Face
Fairy stories can often faucet into the equal primal fears as horror movies: fears of rejection, loneliness, growing older, the loss of splendor. In georges franju’s telling of a plastic surgeon father obsessed on saving his daughter’s seems — her face became disfigured in an accident — “eyes with out a face” is a horror film in the guise of a twisted fairy story, proper all the way down to its tinkly, baby-like maurice jarre rating. The daddy’s only solution is a face transplant:
Because of this killing women so he can steal their faces. However his daughter’s frame unavoidably rejects the pores and skin grafts. There’s so much at paintings here: the concept that a loss of splendor is similar to loss of life itself (the father has held a funeral for his daughter and he continues her hidden far from the world) and that splendor is worth killing for (with lab attendant alida valli because the “huntsman” archetype on this cockeyed snow white tale, going out and abducting younger women). “eyes without a face” says that the remaining sadness is when happiness itself becomes inequity: that if you want to gain something for your self the most effective solution is to take from some other.