The main turning point in the public perception of the clown occurred towards the end of the nineteenth century, especially when its amorphous, interstitial features which, as discussed, conferred upon the clown the uncanny property of precluding audience identification, lose some of their original contours. Specifically, the comical element, which was the purview of the clown and, according to Zucker, was founded on the gap (the distance) between clown and spectator, undergoes a fundamental change, so that the spectators can now see themselves reflected in the clown’s plight and performative histrionics. ‘Clowning’, Zucker suggests,
The two performers, each in his own way, clashed merriment with misery, and embodied the experiential unease that has historically been a key marker of clown figures. The following sub-sections group a sample of 1920s clown films into two strands—the Grimaldi strand and the Deburau strand—through their presentation of, and engagement with, the lead clown. My reasoning for linking a film to one of the strands concerns the broader cultural myths that surround the artists Grimaldi and Deburau. In this sense, my focus is on the clown protagonist and the type and degree of violence he engages in. As such, a clown that endures the extraordinary violence perpetrated against him but who does not deliberately inflict pain and suffering on others, such as Gwynplaine from Leni’s The Man Who Laughs, aligns with the Grimaldian strand. Intent and degree are likewise important when we consider a character such as Chaplin’s The Tramp, whose violence is unintentional and eschews extreme outcomes. On the other hand, a clown that turns murderous, like HE in Sjöström’s He Who Gets Slapped, incarnates an early cinematic portrayal of the evil, killer clown. HE is haunted by a traumatic humiliation that led to his personal and professional downfall. Instead of withstanding life’s adversities (like Gwynplaine), or killing himself (like Flik, the depressive clown in Brenon’s ironically titled Laugh, Clown, Laugh), he seeks revenge against those who wronged him.
I therefore invoke Grimaldi and Deburau as symbolic, mythopoetic archetypes for, respectively, the perennially morose or disingenuous clown whose violence is either self-inflicted, sometimes leading to suicide (as in Laugh, Clown, Laugh), or the hilarious side-effect of failure (failure to fit in, for instance, as with the Tramp). The Grimaldi clown elicits our sympathy and empathy, and evokes a pervasive sense of melancholy—as Gwynplaine does. When the Grimaldian melancholy devolves into purposeful cruelty, it crosses a line that more closely echoes the historical-cultural evolution of the Pierrot, from Deburau through the circus-pantomimes of the English Hanlon-Lees troupe to decadent literature. Extreme violence on the part of the clown, then, is the line that most clearly separates between the two strands. So, the classifying impetus in my analysis pertains the clown’s actions rather than the heinous acts committed against him. The clown’s evil turn occurs when his radical resistance is overcome with despair and/or madness and results in deliberate, violent acts towards others. In 1920s cinematic incarnations of the Deburau clown (e.g., HE), the figure discloses sadistic inclinations, which are often the consequence of some injustice, but still retains distinctive elements of melancholy and tragedy that play on the audience’s empathy.
3.1. The Grimaldi Strand
According to popular myth, the lives of all truly great clowns are plagued by grief, tragedy, anxieties, and heartbreak (
Brottman [2004] 2012, pp. 87–88). The struggles of the clown that plunges to the depths of despondency and melancholy are far from mere speculation and fictive representation and find resonance in the dire living conditions of Victorian clown performers. ‘Clowns’, Assael explains, ‘led a paradoxical existence in Victorian society’ (
Assael 2005, p. 85). Far from the jolly merrymakers that made circus crowds burst into uproarious laughter, everyday empirical experience of reality positioned clowns as afflicted by social stigma, poverty, and maladies of the body and mind. Finding work was frequently difficult and many artists relied on workhouses to sleep (ibid, p. 107). Their low status was threefold, both social, economic, and professional, in that clowns inhabited the periphery of society and were shunned from institutions and networks that, as Assael notes, ‘benefited their fellow performers whose skills were more valued’ (ibid, p. 85). Bouissac relates the clown’s low sociocultural position to his ‘ritualistic’ mockery of the officially sanctioned and sacred order and his worshipping of the profane (
Bouissac 1990, pp. 195–96). Humorous performances were a defiant, socio-political reaction to discrimination.
At the same time as the clown’s turn towards sadness occurred in Victorian England, where, often destitute, clowns ‘became a casualty of industrial culture’ (
Assael 2005, p. 107), a similar shift took place across the Atlantic, where the figure of the Hobo clown appeared following the American Civil War (1861–1865). The vagabond mirrors the hardships of those left homeless in the wake of the conflict, and the cinema quickly noticed the poetic and political potentialities of this figure for representing contemporary industrial malaise. John Lennon offers a concise description of different categories of vagrancy that are commonly collapsed: ‘a “hobo” is a migratory worker while the “tramp” is a migratory non-worker and the “bum” is a non-migratory non-worker’ (
Lennon 2004). Although, as Lennon admits, these definitions are mobile and oftentimes overlap, they help convey the complexities of clown-type figures.
Charlie Chaplin’s Little Tramp emerges out of this context and depicts the grim reality of the everyday. In
The Circus (1928), released one year prior to the crash of Wall Street, we are introduced to the circus through its proprietor and ringmaster (Allan Garcia), who beats his stepdaughter (Merna Kennedy) and abuses his employees, including the clowns who have supposedly ceased to be funny and are not attracting crowds anymore. The film’s premise, then, denounces a crisis of laughter. The circus, that ‘magical […] almost divine word’ (
Serge 1947, p. 6), is presented here as a site of mistreatment, degradation, poor working conditions, and abasement. The ringmaster hires the Tramp after his property men quit due to unpaid wages and eventually engages him as a clown when he accidentally steals the show and makes the audience laugh. The struggling circus serves as a microcosm for a society in crisis. The ending, where we witness the circus caravans disappear, one after the other, leaving the Tramp once again alone and forlorn, discloses the duality of tone characteristic of representations of clowning. Framed in a long shot, engulfed by the dust the departing caravans leave in their wake, the Tramp occupies the centre of the screen. As the dust settles, we notice a faint circle on the ground and realise he is standing in what had been, just moments ago, the centre of the ring. The ghostly traces of the circus linger, along with a small, torn piece of the tent, which the Tramp crumples in a medium shot and then proceeds to back kick in a final, bittersweet gag. The circus has become nothing more than a ‘fabulous mirage’, to borrow the words of French journalist, illustrator, and circus expert Serge (
Serge 1947, p. 5). Powerful, if lachrymose, in its social commentary, the film offers a succession of failures that benefit the other characters while providing only temporary victories and solace to the protagonist. Poverty and naivety, combined with an overwhelming maladjustment, yield laughter, but life soon resumes its inequities. When the circus takes to the road again, the implication is that the cycles of abuse and destitution will remain unaltered. The film moreover stands as a complex study on laughter—its challenges, joys, and pressures. The Tramp can be funny only unintentionally. Laughter, in this context, depends on spontaneity and chance; it cannot be performed, which dismantles the arduous labour involved in clown performances: the harder he tries to be funny and follow written gags, the less at ease he is and the less effective his act turns out. ‘[Y]ou’d better try and be funny again or you’ll go’, the ringmaster warns him. Overall, laughter functions here as a physiological manifestation of a tripartite isolation: social, political, and economic.
Chaplin’s Tramp is the prototypical example of how laughter can satisfy an escapist urge while raising serious questions about the social problems underpinning modern urban existence, namely economic destitution. As an intertitle reads, following the Tramp’s successful acts, which attract applause and bigger crowds: ‘The circus prospered, but not the property man; and the girl led the same hard life’. Once things start looking up after the Tramp faces up to his employer’s abuse and exploitation, the change is merely superficial. When preparing to attempt a dangerous tightrope walking stunt, one of the circus employees tells the ringmaster ‘He’ll kill himself’, to which the latter retorts, ‘That’s all right; I’ve got him insured’. Chaplin’s films enact a form of Bakhtinian carnivalization, with its ‘pathos of change’, which allows for a comment on human relationships under capitalism, characterised by alienation, solitude, and objectification (
Bakhtin 1984b, p. 11). The films play with extreme emotions, actively engaging the spectator: ‘[t]hey must either double up laughing or be very sad’ (
Benjamin 2008b, p. 333). In the intervals between the two poles, there emerge other hybrid forms of conceptualising and experiencing laughter.
Peter L. Berger, in his study on the comic, refers to Chaplin as the paragon of tragicomedy, a mode in which, momentarily, the comic overturns the tragic (
Berger 2014, p. 111). Note that the emphasis in this phrase is on the tragic. In
The Circus and other Tramp films, however, there are moments when the tragic is not suspended, but ‘absorbed into an absurd universe’, which is the territory of gallows or grotesque humour; when this ‘absorption’ is not pacific and takes the form of a clash, we are presented with instances of sLaughter (ibid, p. 110). As Jeffrey Vance observes, ‘[n]ear tragedy, terror and agony are transformed into comedy throughout the film’ (
Vance 1996, p. 195) and this can happen quite suddenly and violently, with a realistic seriousness that strikes a discordant tone in the narrative. The Tramp’s unwitting hilarity, which is maintained across different pictures and unfailingly, if inadvertently, leads to mayhem, turns our attention back to the uncanniness of laughter. When the Tramp volunteers to stand in for the tightrope walker and clumsily releases three monkeys from a trunk, his maladroitness culminates in a terrifying tightrope sequence that reaches its climax when the Tramp’s safety belt comes loose and he is viciously attacked by the escaped monkeys. This sequence provokes a synchronous mind/body revulsion and attraction that triggers a fleeting sensation, a ‘unique form of frisson’ that produces a ‘fibrillating, sympathetic vibration’ (
Dowell and Miller 2018, p. xxi), mixing awe and wonder. Slapstick, Ben Urish notes, pushes the limits of the human body, often in a somewhat ‘super-natural’ way, ‘solidifying the terrain’ where horror and humour collide (
Urish 2018, p. 106). Misch relates the comic horror in Chaplin to the position of the camera, suggesting that, in a medium or long shot, characters ‘giv[ing] or get[ting] punishment’ is funny, whereas a close-up would place the punches and screams within ear range and make visible ‘the bruises, the blood, the tangible toll on the fragile flesh’ (
Misch 2018, p. 75). The unruly monkeys in
The Circus certainly take a toll on ‘the fragile flesh’—sLaughter lives precisely in that interstice which momentarily accommodates the funny and the foul.
In Chaplin’s films, laughter—benign, grotesque, and tragic—works as a form of everyday resistance and social glue; it generates community between dispossessed men, women, and children. Mark Steven distinguishes between Chaplin’s shorts (1914–1917) and his feature films (1918–1923), all concentrating on industrial modernity, ‘urban squalor, and the obstinacy of human labour’ (
Steven 2017, p. 396), arguing that the latter foreground a move from ‘social indictment’ to ‘social lyricism’ (ibid, p. 395), which nonetheless does not detract from their political engagement (ibid, pp. 397–98). This idea of lyricism is likewise present in Philippe Soupault’s analysis of Chaplin, in which the author remarks upon ‘the undeniable superiority of Chaplin’s films’ attributed to ‘the fact that they are imbued with a poetry that everyone encounters in his life, admittedly without always being conscious of it’ (qtd. in
Benjamin 2008a, p. 335). Soupault and Benjamin both reify the socio-political aspects that subtend and reinforce the poetry, and which, they claim, are achieved through laughter. To Soupault, making people laugh ‘is the hardest thing to do’ and ‘socially also the most important’, to which Benjamin adds that ‘Chaplin appeals to both the most international and the most revolutionary emotion of the masses: their laughter’ (ibid, p. 337). This ‘revolutionary’ aspect, as the Tramp makes clear, is about active resistance; it is about engaging proactively with laughter in order to keep going while holding up a mirror to the follies and failings of contemporary societies.
Outsiderdom is one of the definitional characteristics of the tramp-clown, whose peripatetic condition and rebellious defiance of convention disrupt the social order, playing with dominant, industrial capitalist bourgeois values and corrupting expectations of social harmony and democratic stability. Marcelo Beré productively employs the concept of ‘misfitness’ to read the tramp-clown as an avatar of the human being that has failed to fit in in a given society or culture. Depicted as a harmless, naïf, and hopeless pauper, this endearing vagabond invites the audience to see the world from his underprivileged perspective. By insistently trying, but inevitably failing, to fit in, clowns, Beré observes, display and challenge the laws that govern our daily lives, posing a threat to those who follow the norms and adopt conventional patterned behaviours (
Beré 2020, pp. 4–5, 8, 15). The overturning of normative behaviours is clear in the ice-skating sequence from
The Rink (1916) or the roller-skating skills featured in
Modern Times (1936), which evince the expert talent required to fail. Misfitness manifests in highly skilled, virtuoso performances. In other words, the misfit body becomes comic through the exceptional mastery of physical performance. Failure requires work. ‘To be a clown, then’, Beré concludes, ‘is to develop the skills of the misfit body; to understand how failure works in terms of helping the comic body reveal the limits of the human body’ (ibid, p. 20). The humorous athleticism demonstrated in his performances earned Chaplin success and led critics to compare him with the great, classic clowns of yore, specifically Grimaldi (
Vance 1996, p. 197). Sara Lodge likewise uncovers in the Tramp films motifs common in Grimaldi routines (
Lodge 2020, p. 141). Chaplin’s body ‘is marginal in an absolute sense’ and he ‘remains indefinable and enigmatic’; his failures, moreover, reveal not only the limits of the human body, but the idea of contentment—that despite everything, ‘surviving itself is already a stunning victory’ (
Zucker 1954, p. 316).
In the same year that
The Circus was released, a far bleaker and more strikingly Romantic iteration of the melancholy clown replaces the Tramp’s sympathetic nonchalance and ultimate resignation to his circumstances. Gwynplaine (Conrad Veidt), in Leni’s
The Man Who Laughs, based on Victor Hugo’s social criticism novel,
L’Homme qui rit (1869), encapsulates the image of the stigmatised, working-class outcast who is shunned from society. Early in the film, we become privy to the main character’s misfortune: a band of ‘Comprachicos’ (nomadic child-buyers) permanently disfigured Gwynplaine when he was an infant, slashing open his mouth into a frightful rictus grin. Hugo underlines Gwynplaine’s low status even in relation to those on the lower rungs of the social ladder: ‘The mountebank is wanted in the streets, the jester at the Louvre. The first is called a Clown; the other a Fool’ (
Hugo 1869, pp. 24–25). In the film, it is the king’s fool who maliciously sells Gwynplaine to appease the king’s narcissism after the child’s father, a nobleman, refuses ‘to kiss [his] hand’. The lips, ‘a sensual part of the body’, when excessive ‘with a crooked or exaggerated smile’ recall the carnivalesque (
Conrich and Sedgwick 2017, pp. 97–98). Veidt’s juxtaposition of the ‘often-pained expression of his upper face, with a furrowed brow and downcast eyes’ (ibid, p. 102), and the ‘lugubrious mirth’ of ‘the sneering smile’ (
Hugo 1869, p. 298), is thoroughly uncanny and compelling. Realising that the mutilated, scarred visage causes ‘implacable hilarity’ in crowds that ‘nearly died with laughter’ (ibid, p. 298), Gwynplaine becomes a successful mountebank, a carnival freak, exhibiting his fixed, gruesome smile for profit in a travelling show. Laughter is de-signified in Gwynplaine’s pained visage, in which the emotion (of joy, happiness) has been severed from its typical physical manifestation—a broad smile. This disconnection, this incongruity offers a disenchanted view of laughter as unavoidable, inescapable, and imprisoning. In a touching scene early in the film, Leni cuts to a medium close-up of Gwynplaine’s face reflected in between two wooden panels framing a vanity mirror. As he closes the panels, avoiding his reflection, we see two images painted on them—the Greek masks of comedy and tragedy. Laughter and misery, humour and horror interlock.
‘The listless came to laugh, the melancholy came to laugh, evil consciences came to laugh’, Hugo writes (
Hugo 1869, p. 333). The author thus describes laughter as an antidote for despondency and depression and as an outlet for sadistic inclinations. It has the power to bring together the upper classes and the working-class populace, as well as all sorts of dispositions, generating what the Earl of Shaftesbury called a form of ‘
sensus communis’ (
Shaftesbury 1709). Communal spaces of shared laughter and spectacle, however, are not empowering in this context. They are not enabling, liberating sites in which difference is applauded and celebrated, and where the characters are allowed to be themselves. These are sites of sanctioned violence. The tragic-comic figure of Gwynplaine epitomises the harsh collision of horror and humour. Throughout, he is framed desperately trying to hide the lower half of his face, utilising scarves, books, his hands, and even Dea’s hair—all to the impatient clamour of ever bigger crowds calling out for ‘The Laughing Man’. Alone and helpless on the stage before the eager crowds, Gwynplaine bares his savage smile (the horrific outcome of a crime), which Leni juxtaposes to a mass of pitiless, mirthful faces. Gwynplaine’s facial difference and his performance as an ‘attraction’ are immediately, in themselves, prompts for laughter. sLaughter, we realise, encourages a reflexive stance on the part of the viewer. Gwynplaine’s resistive, disruptive, and ambivalent laughter affords the subaltern subject a degree of agency in tainting all his social interactions with the iconography of humour, thus destabilising order. The narrative critiques privilege and idleness but also the people’s complacency in indulging in laughter rather than revolution. Gwynplaine ultimately finds love and happiness with the sightless Dea (Mary Philbin), whom he had rescued as an infant from her dead mother’s arms. The closing shot of the ship sailing away, after the troupe is banned from England, is more hopeful than Hugo’s novel, which ends with Gwynplaine’s suicide following Dea’s death. In both works, the misfortunes of the sad clown can be summed up in the narrator’s rhetorical question: ‘But is laughter a synonym of joy?’ (
Hugo 1869, p. 295).
Brottman describes the film as ‘one of the most vivid and profound studies of human laughter ever written. Hugo, particularly adept at describing the function of laughter in social and crowd situations, points out that “a laugh is often a refusal” […] and that “men’s laughter sometimes exerts all its power to murder”’ (
Brottman [2004] 2012, p. 66).
6 Gwynplaine-as-clown, however, is not murderous; he remains a sympathetic victim over the course of the film, never weaponising his pain against others, enduring his fate quietly and exposing his body to communal ridicule for profit. Laughing, therefore, can bring people together, but it can also create cruel, insurmountable distance—not solely in terms of class and social status, but in moral and ethical terms. The laugh can indeed be a ‘refusal’—a refusal to accept the other, to allow them into the group and validate their experiences; it can be a refusal to come to terms with our own shortcomings; or it can be a refusal to keep quiet and condone discrimination. The linguistic peculiarities in Hugo’s association of ‘men’s laughter’ and murder are echoed in Ramsden’s question: ‘Is it coincidental that man’s laughter can be
manslaughter?’ (
Ramsden 2015, p. 147). From the 1940s, this association was heightened by the Joker’s diabolical grimace which, despite varying accounts by the three
Batman co-creators, was arguably inspired by Leni’s film. A complex descendant of the vile brutality of the Hanlon-Lees pantomimes, the Joker performs outside the bounds of the stage and the ring, carrying out ‘circus-like incursions into everyday life’ (
Jürgens 2014, p. 449) that rework pantomimic havoc.
Desperate laughter also features prominently in Brenon’s Laugh, Clown, Laugh (1928), in which Tito (Lon Chaney) falls for the woman he raised as his child. Pained by his inappropriate feelings, Tito, who performs as a clown named Flik, seeks treatment for his affliction and is diagnosed with ‘some sort of suppression… perhaps a hopeless love’. Unaware of who his patient is, the doctor guides Tito to his office’s balcony where, pointing at a billboard of Flik, he prescribes laughter as the cure for his depression, in a way recovering the idea of clowns as healing and of laughter as an antidote, a medicinal cure against individual malaise and social ills. A point-of-view shot of the billboard on the street below is followed by a medium shot of Tito’s sombre countenance, which stands in sharp contrast to the doctor’s overly enthusiastic laughing and gesturing as he recommends Tito attend one of the clown’s shows, calling Flik ‘a tonic for a tired world’. While the doctor’s body is lively and restless, taking off his monocle, turning to Tito and to the billboard, pointing, and leaning forwards, the clown stands still, his face pained with the realisation that his ‘cure’ is beyond reach. The camera cuts to a medium close-up of Tito, who solemnly declares, to the doctor’s surprise: ‘Flik can never make me laugh!’, adding after a dramatic pause and a deep sigh, ‘Because I am … Flik’. In his discussion of Grimaldi’s depressive state and the public speculation about his condition, Stott recounts a running joke in the 1820s that involves Grimaldi paying a visit to famous English surgeon John Abertheny. ‘Grimaldi, hoping to find a cure for his depression, asks Abertheny for advice, and the surgeon, unaware of his client’s identity, prescribes the diversions of “relaxation and amusement”:
‘But where shall I find what you require?’ said the patient.
‘In genial companionship’, was the reply; ‘perhaps sometimes at the theatre;—go and see Grimaldi’.
‘Alas!’ replied the patient, ‘that is of no avail to me; I am Grimaldi’.
The film mirrors the anecdote and, in both, laughter is believed to act as a psychological defence mechanism, which at least temporarily may shield performers from their own fears and anxieties (
Sena and de Oliveira 2021, p. 12), including the fear of death. Tito is nevertheless unable to overcome heartbreak and, one fateful night, sabotages his own dangerous stunt and falls off the highwire to his death.
Tito’s chilling demise brings forth the painfully striking and obvious relationship between laughter and horror that occurs in the circus. We can sketch, as Henry Thétard does in his 1947
La Merveilleuse histoire du cirque, an evocative ‘martyrologue’ of many deaths that occurred in the ring (
Thétard 1978, pp. 611–14). Thétard offers what he calls a ‘very incomplete’ catalogue of fatal accidents from 1842 to the mid-twentieth century (extended into the late 1970s in the 1978 edition) (ibid, p. 614), which remind audiences of the lengths to which some artists are willing to go, exposing their bodies to terrible strain and a potentially gruesome fate in the cause of their
métier, much like Grimaldi did, which caused him excruciating joint pain until the end of his days, placing him ‘on the brink of permanent disability’ and forcing him into early retirement (
Stott 2012, p. 12).
There is here a further overlap between Grimaldi and Tito. After the death of his wife, ‘[g]rief sent [Grimaldi] temporarily insane’ and, ‘[c]onvinced he would make an attempt on his own life, [his brother-in-law] kept a constant vigil’ (
Stott 2009, p. 101). With more or less intensity, the Grimaldi clown mourns a lost love: the Tramp eventually quits his advances and acts as the unlikely matchmaker for the woman he is infatuated with; Tito, in turn, takes to the ring and zips down a highwire on his head—death is his response to unrequited love. The film’s final intertitle—‘The comedy…is…ended!’—is a verbatim appropriation of the famous closing line of Ruggero Leoncavallo’s verismo opera,
Pagliacci (1892): ‘La commedia è finita!’.
3.2. The Deburau Strand
The melancholy clown’s evil turn had been a long time coming and Leoncavallo’s
Pagliacci firmly crystallised this murderous transition. In it, Canio, who heads a
commedia troupe in which he plays Pagliaccio, is consumed with jealousy and stabs his wife and her lover on stage during a performance. Stott calls Canio a ‘meta-clown’ that subverts the comic with ‘the barren nihilism of death’ (
Stott 2012, p. 4). One of the earliest cinematic depictions of a sadistic, Pagliacci-style mad clown appears in Sjöström’s
He Who Gets Slapped, a 1924 film in which the dishonest, wealthy Baron Regnard (Marc McDermott) becomes the patron of Paul Beaumont (Lon Chaney), a scientist on the verge of making an important break-through about the origins of humankind. Excited about Beaumont’s discoveries, the Baron, with the aid of his lover, Marie (Ruth King), who happens to be Beaumont’s wife, publicly takes credit for his work and, when confronted, promptly slaps him in the face in front of his senior academic peers at the Academy of Sciences, irremediably damaging his reputation.
After the unwarranted act, Sjöström intercuts medium shots of Beaumont’s incredulous face and demeanour with shots of the audience emphatically laughing at his humiliation. Staring up at the man he thought his friend, he first raises his hand in a reflective movement, his fingers stretching upwards towards his cheek, but only reaching as high as his chest. A reverse shot of the significantly taller Baron, looking down at and on him, seems to curtail movement and the comforting act of touch, so that Beaumont’s hand curls up into a fist and remains temporarily frozen, mid-air, stressing his perplexity. Slowly, almost mechanically, he turns his head to the gallery, where bodies contort with laughter. ‘Laughter–’, an intertitle reads, ‘the bitterest and most subtle death to hope’. This is followed by increasingly closer shots of the audience, intercut with Beaumont’s puzzled countenance. He then finally, gently, lowers his hand, underscoring his defeat as two seemingly disembodied, gloved hands seize his arms to escort him off stage. Later that day, he seeks solace in his wife, crying while telling her, ‘they laughed—laughed as if I were a clown’. Rather than consoling him, she gazes longingly at the Baron who at that point enters the room. Beaumont is stupefied, his body and facial expressions performing somewhat mechanical movements that exaggerate his astonishment. Marie calls her husband a fool (twice) and a clown and strikes him with the back of her hand. After his wife’s brazen betrayal, slapping and ignominy become a recurring thematic element. Five years later, we reencounter Beaumont, who has joined a circus and now performs as a masochistic clown called ‘HE who gets slapped’, endlessly and masochistically reliving his traumatic past—the cruel image of the upper-class academicians’ disparaging laughter now replaced with the escapist laughter of the circus crowd.
There is a substantial distance between the different types of laughter depicted in the film. There is the mocking, highbrow laughter of the Baron and the scientists, which is profoundly cruel and damaging. Laughter does not belong on the academic stage and its unexpectedness generates unsettling incongruity, which may bring with it the fleeting frisson of sLaughter—that clashing of existential or intellectual awareness and emotional or visceral startlement (
Urish 2018, pp. 109–10). This type of spontaneous, thunderous, and inappropriate laughter renders the characters impotent and embodies the idea of humour ‘as an expression of aggression’ (
Miller and Van Riper 2016, p. xiv). Individuals fear this humiliating laughter, for ‘[w]hat is embarrassing is typically comic to onlookers’ (
Billig 2005, p. 202). That is certainly the case for Beaumont, an aspect stressed later on by the film’s philosophical intertitles (
Florin 2013, p. 49): ‘What is it in human nature that makes people quick to laugh when someone else gets slapped […]?’. The academicians’ raucous indulgence in shameless laughter turns Beaumont into a clown figure, well before he joins the circus. This laughter is corrosive and destructive—a form of bullying unconcerned with social decorum that will prove fatal. We can establish a direct parallel here with Deburau and the remarks he reportedly made right after the fateful incident that resulted in Viélin’s death. The court found Deburau’s words utterly surprising in that they pointed to one of those fissures in the mask I discussed previously—a sense of humiliation that did not accord with his stage character. Deburau presumably stated that ‘he would not have struck Viélin if no one else had been present; he was provoked by the arrival of onlookers which caused him to feel humiliated and insulted’ (
Nye 2022, p. 86). This strikingly illustrates both the immense derisory power of laughter and the idea that Deburau was, in a way, performing for a crowd. Beaumont, in the film, experiences similarly hurtful explosions of laughter targeted at his honour and, like Deburau, reacts by violently attacking his aggressors.
Another type of laughter is the heartfelt laughter of the circus crowd that watches HE’s act—a clown act—and whose laughter is therefore appropriate and expected. The reason the film audience may experience it as cruel is because we are privy to HE’s personal circumstances and what laughter signifies to him (a brutal, career-ending betrayal). When we first see HE perform, his past and present are visually connected via editing. He is in the ring, acting before two audiences: dozens of clowns who are in the arena with him and the circus spectators (which include the Baron). As he falls from the stilts and faces the clowns, a dissolve replaces their smiling faces with those of the academicians looking stern, with arms crossed across their chests. Instead of just replaying Beaumont’s trauma, however, the image that follows cuts to a shot of the scientists laughing and wearing pointy clown hats. Beaumont’s memory seems to be trying to find a way of coping with the past, but he is alas ultimately unable to come to terms with his public humiliation. Another dissolve brings us back to the laughing clowns in the ring.
Finally, there is also HE’s laughter, which is, at first, sorrowful, resigned, and ‘a sign of discomfort’ (
Miller and Van Riper 2016, p. xiv). This is clear when HE spots the Baron in the audience, laughing yet again, as HE’s fellow performers take turns relentlessly slapping him. Towards the end of the film, his laughter becomes manic and vengeful. Throughout, it is a forced laughter that dispenses with the comic. Until almost the end of the film, this is the laughter of resistance—of quietly, but not passively, enduring daily abasement.
In the circus, Beaumont falls for a fellow performer, Consuelo (Norma Shearer), and eventually professes his love, but she assumes he is jesting and slaps him in a puzzling moment of life mimicking art. To her, this gesture tells us, Beaumont is only and always HE; he does not exist independent from the mask. He cares for her deeply though, and upon learning that her own father intends to force her to marry the despicable Baron who had plagiarised his work, Beaumont confronts him. Consuelo’s father intervenes, hits him in the head with his walking stick (another link to Deburau), and then fatally stabs him. The cane was, it turns out, a swordstick—a popular fashion and self-defence accessory for well-to-do men in the nineteenth century. Beaumont is nonetheless able to exact his revenge by ingeniously entrapping the Baron and Consuelo’s father in a room with one of the circus’s lions. It is here that HE’s laughter decisively shifts and becomes hysterical—a type of laughter ‘not based on amusement, but on psychological shock’ (
Urish 2018, p. 106). When both men have been mauled and killed by the lion, HE/Beaumont goes out into the ring to perform his routine one final time only to collapse and die in Consuelo’s arms. As with Deburau, emotion takes over and brings about murder. While Deburau was not in character when he struck that fatal blow, he was taunted
as Pierrot. In fact, during the trial, ‘the identities of Pierrot and of Deburau did not part company in the minds of the public in court’ and even ‘hearing Deburau’s voice did not lead them to disassociate the real Deburau from his stage role’ (
Nye 2022, p. 84). In Sjöström’s film, we can see this blurring of identities replayed in Consuelo’s slap—the clown and the man are one and the same. After Deburau’s acquittal, a journalist called his return to the Funambules ‘la rentrée de Debureau [
sic]’ (qtd. in
Nye 2022, p. 86), effectively mixing theatre and life, ‘person and persona, fact and fiction’: Pierrot ‘was a filter through which the real Deburau was viewed’ (
Nye 2022, p. 86). It is telling that Deburau’s theatrical image and reputation did not suffer at all with the charge of manslaughter and that, even though Deburau’s Pierrot ‘frequently kills’,
fin-de-siècle murder and macabre were not attached to the artist during his lifetime, such was his cultural currency (ibid, p. 87).
We can uncover in
He Who Gets Slapped the early traces of the evil clown—the maniacal psychopath who would plague cinema screens in later years. Beaumont remains nevertheless a somewhat sympathetic figure and a victim: a Romantic protagonist driven mad by years of physical and psychological abuse. A veiled social critique subtends the film, which sees the upper classes taking whatever they want (knowledge, women, lives) with no accountability—unless, that is, the underprivileged revolt. As in
The Circus, the ring once more stands out as a site of cruelty and outsiderdom. On this, Bo Florin explores in depth the film and its creative aesthetics, highlighting an often overlooked character, a seemingly non-diegetic ‘symbolic clown’, whose strange presence punctuates the film. He proposes that Sjöström offers a ‘film essay on the conditions of life on the globe’, implying, in this sense, ‘the more general analogy of a global circus; the circus: as metaphor for life itself’ (
Florin 2013, pp. 53–55).
Laughter, as depicted in the film, can perform a Bergsonian, corrective function, exposing the privilege and affectations of the upper classes and functioning as a way of countering unjust arrangements of power. The fear of embarrassment is also a powerful enforcer of ‘the codes of daily behaviour’ that protect hegemonic discourses, making people conform to avoid public shaming (
Billig 2005, p. 202). In its excessive carnivalesque theatricality, the logic of this laughter is not merely performative or oppositional, but it exposes tensions and ‘shared areas of anxiety and stress that only the laughter of topsy-turvydom [can] relieve’ (
Assael 2005, p. 107). Beaumont, crucially, did not experience these redeeming, healing properties of laughter. Laughter, in fact, was not purely, or even mainly, escapist: it was a means of enforcing hierarchies of high and low, of imposing order (in the sense that disordered laughter is contained in time and space and restricted to the performance). Assael posits laughter, and circus laughter in particular, as ambiguous and awkward and refers specifically to new etiquette guidelines in the eighteenth century, according to which ‘elite laughter’ deemed it impolite to laugh and thus make light of the misfortunes of others (ibid, p. 85). We can see how the circus audience laughing at HE blurs the lines of decency, oscillating between wholesome fun and
schadenfreude. ‘[N]either crude and barbarous nor essentially trivial and innocent’, the circus crowd’s laughter ‘shed[s] light on class relations and respectability’, exploring ‘how liberation and transgression were constructed’ (ibid, pp. 86–87). The dissolves discussed above articulate these transgressions visually. The combination of the carnivalesque and social realism unhinges a sense of moral, ethical, and aesthetic stability, displacing conventional myths of victimisation and questioning the lines between civilisation and barbarity, justice and wrongdoing, crime and punishment. Affects, then—shame, hatred, revenge—often become attached to laughter; yet when this happens, humour is inhibited, ‘for laughter has no greater foe than emotion’: ‘the comic demands something like a momentary anesthesia of the heart’ (
Bergson 1911, pp. 4–5). Laughter must thus shun both thought and emotion, its strength and affect intact only momentarily and mechanically.
Another precursor to the modern-day creepy killer clown hails from Lang’s 1928
Spione, which brings together the tropes of laughter, murder, suicide, the circus as a hideout, and clowning as front job and a way of eluding the law. Clown Nemo, it transpires, is Haghi (Rudolf Klein-Rogge)—a criminal mastermind intent on world domination who, when cornered by the German secret service in the middle of his act, leans slightly forward with short, violent laughs—another instance of hysterical laughter—raises a gun to his right temple, and unceremoniously pulls the trigger, committing suicide in front of a laughing audience. Just before his dead body hits the stage floor, the theatricality of the scene is highlighted with Nemo/Haghi’s last words: ‘Curtain!’ And the curtain promptly falls before an audience that, unaware that reality has overtaken the performance, erupts in applause. The delirious violence of this moment, in which humour and horror short-circuit (
Urish 2018, p. 110), once again draws the viewer’s attention to failure and ambiguity. In a film riddled with characters whose identities are constantly changing (Haghi, for instance, is an international spymaster, but also a bank director, secret double agent 719, and a clown in a variety show), it is telling that he performs under the stage name ‘Nemo’ which is Latin for ‘nobody’ (
Jelavich 2008, p. 593). Nemo’s theatrical on-stage death is reminiscent of the violence in
Pagliacci, and Lang taps into the disturbing potential of the clown as artifice or surface. Crucially, Haghi is not a proper clown—the character uses clowning as a convenient mask to shield his Machiavellian machinations. His cover as a clown permits him to deflect ‘society’s gaze with seemingly benign entertainment as a mode of social control’—as Nemo, he ‘participates in the production of mass distraction’ (
Dobryden 2015, pp. 89–90).
This superficial usage became central to cinematic clowns from the 1970s. The figure of the mad, murderous clown is, from that moment onwards, taken to new extremes (progressively losing its connections to Romanticism), and a universal type—the ‘evil clown’—is gradually established. From this decade, the clown persona loses most of its aura and is not frequently exploited beyond the idea of masking. Following the release of Martyn Burke’s The Clown Murders (1976), cruel, vicious clowns give rise to a new horror sub-genre fuelled, in 1978, by the arrest of serial killer John Wayne Gacy, who had worked as ‘Pogo the Clown’ at children’s parties. The evil clown thus crosses the boundary between fantasy and reality, exceeding the safety of the stage, the page, or the screen, and poses an actual threat to bodily integrity.
In the films I have explored as part of the Grimaldi and Deburau strands, the laughter that remains is not sanative, benign, or humorous, but pathetic, bittersweet, and sometimes fatal. Grimaldi’s demanding life, on and off-stage, was both ‘full of excitement and the thrill of laughter’ (
Stott 2009, p. 49) and bouts of intense despair and melancholia. The Tramp and Tito/Flik exemplify the two principal manifestations of Grimaldi’s legacy. The former incarnates the Clown’s masterful pratfalls and carefully choreographed chaos that delights the audience; the latter emphasises Grimaldi’s undue pain and lifelong mourning that led to an untimely death. Between the two, we have Gwynplaine, whose unforgettable laughter is absent yet always present, and who, despite his pain, keeps on performing. The ending of the film consists of a hurried escape but is nonetheless hopeful in terms of the clown’s personal, if not professional, life.
Turning our attention to Deburau, while his temper resulted in the cold-blooded murder of a young man, this was, by all accounts, an isolated incident and a tragic, unfortunate accident. The intersection of humour and horror had nonetheless provoked an unprecedented impact. Life and art coincided: Deburau and his misguided actions aligned with the violent stage antics of Pierrot, thus offering an archetype for the killer clown. Much like it happened with stage and literary pierrots at the
fin-de-siècle, cinematic clowns too increasingly lost their compassionate, sympathetic appeal, preserving mainly, or only, the mask and the dark playfulness characteristic of clown figures. This change, as noted, occurs when we can spot the cracks, the fissures, in the mask; when it becomes obvious that clowns ‘possess an identity beyond their role’, so that they are no longer ‘universalized types but individuals in costume and makeup’ (
Stott 2012, p. 4). It is therefore our access to the clown’s private life, generally marked by marginalisation, discrimination, ‘sexual rejection and romantic disappointment’, that mars our perception of his stage persona by creating a vivid counterpoint (ibid, p. 4). The real-world connection between extreme psychopathic behaviour and clowns irrevocably corrupted the latter with a markedly horrifying sadism which has carried over into the 2020s.