Lyrical, Powerful and Tear-jerking. (SPOILERS)
Wow, I can't believe I'm the first to comment on this discussion board. :::happydance:::
"Hedd Wyn" was nominated for a "Best Foreign Film" Oscar. When he introduced this movie at the Academy Awards that year, I remember Anthony Hopkins was proud enough to burst right out of his tux: "And from my native country of North Wales..." etc, delivered with a grin even scarier than Hannibal Lechter's.
Considering that, I gotta say this video was BLOODY difficult to find. This is indeed a shame, because it's very beautifully done. Whether you like Wales, history, poetry, WWI, anti-war movies, or just a well-told story, more people should know about it.
The fact that it's filmed entirely in Welsh does not detract from the narrative; it enhances it. (It is a shame that more Scots/ Irish "period pieces" don't follow the same example, and film in Gaelic!) The subtitles are easy to follow and the story sucks you in:
"Hedd Wyn" begins by mentioning the national poetry championship of Wales: the Eisteddfod---literally, "a sitting." Text on the screen briskly explains that the Eisteddfod's award for Best Poem is a handsomely carved wooden throne, and why. (The strange prize has its origins in an ancient and beautiful Celtic custom. The tribes always honored their chief poet, or bardd, by seating him as an equal beside their chieftain.)
It's September of 1917. The camera pans very slowly over the intricate carvings of the coveted Eisteddfod throne. The voice of the head-judge, Dafyd, calls for the winning poet to stand and be recognized. He calls a second, and a third time, while the unseen crowd of 8,000 murmurs in mounting agitation.
No one responds.
Then, there is a faint metallic whistling, followed by the crash of a mortar-round.
With that explosion the scene jumps backwards to a day in June, six weeks prior to the Eisteddfod. We find why the winning poet cannot stand to receive this high honor: at that very moment, he is lying in the mud of a trench in Ypres, dying of a shrapnel-wound.
While the young man slowly bleeds to death, two things happen:
-One, is that his life flashes before his eyes. We find that he is Ellis "Elsin" Evans: a simple farmer's son with an enormous literary gift. ("Hedd Wyn," or Blessed/White Peace, is his primary pen-name.) Eloquent flashbacks tell of his life, his loves--quite a few of these--his family, his abhorrance for violence. And finally, the tragic events that forced him to join the Royal Welsh Fusiliers, bringing him to Belgium during Pilkem Ridge (3rd Ypres), one of the ugliest battles of WWI.
-Throughout the scenes of Evans dying, his masterpiece (the award-winning poem "Yr Arwr," or "The Hero") is whispered with loving, sorrowful tones. The voice belongs to a mysterious woman in a flowing veil, whom Ellis sees trailing him from time to time like an elusive phantom. Whether she is his muse, his female ideal, or the personification of Wales itself, you are left wondering until the very end.
There is little mystery as to whether or not Ellis survives. Ninety seconds into the film, it's pretty obvious that the wound is fatal. Since the movie's target-audience knew this (most patriotic Welshmen are already familiar with Ellis' story, and its tragic ending) there must have been a challenge in keeping the suspense anyway.
The director succeeds in pulling this off. The storytelling is so human and captivating, you find yourself hoping up until the last minute that Ellis will defy the historical record and make it somehow. And inside, part of you howls with loss when he smiles, and softly breathes his last words. ("Yes, I am...happy." Ironically, sadly, delivered in English.)
Be sure to watch ALL of the credits. I defy you to look at the final frame and not burst into tears.
Huw Garmon slides easily into the title role, and manages to look VERY creepily like the real-life photographs of Evans (the "Bard of the Black Chair," as he later came to be known.) PBS audiences in the States, may recognize Garmon as the murderer Meurig, from the episode of Cadfael entitled "Monk's Hood."