Showing posts with label russian. Show all posts
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Saturday, December 3, 2011

Anastasia: The Mystery of Anna


I remember receiving this two cassette length movie for an Easter present when I was 14 years old from my parents. Staring Amy Irving in the title role, the film follows the life of Anna Anderson, a woman who gained notoriety after claiming that she was the last Grand Duchess Anastasia Romanov. The movie originally came out in 1986, three years before I was born and before DNA testing was able to prove whether Anna Anderson was indeed a descendant of the Romanov's or an impostor. Testing later proved that she was genetically linked to a Polish factory worker and not the Grand Duchess.

The mystery and allure of the story of the Romanov family has captivated me since I was 9. At my public school’s book fair, I bought a copy of My Anastasia by Canadian author Sharon Stewart. To this day it still remains one of my favourite books; I must have read it at least 25 times as the dog-eared pages proves. This book tells the story of Dunia Ivanova, who runs away from her abusive father and through a twist of fate, encounters Gregori Rasputin. Rasputin has connections to the highest of powers in Russia, the palace of the Tsar and Tsarina. In turn Dunia meets all the grand Duchesses and becomes the protégé of Alexei, the heir to the throne. This rags to riches story enthralled my young mind and I didn’t realized until years later that it was a piece of historical fiction, and that the Romanov's had existed as the most powerful family in Russia for a couple of centuries.

The last of the Romanov family was comprised of Tsar Nicholas the Second, his wife Alexandra, their four daughters Olga, Tatiana, Marie and Anastasia, and their only son Alexei. Tsar Nicholas II was a timid man who never wanted to become emperor. He was a kind man but was not suited for politics. His wife Alexandra was a German princess before she married the Tsar, which was not well looked upon in later years because Germany and Russia were enemies during WWI. She was not well liked by the Russian people and was made the scapegoat of anything that went wrong, namely the genetic cause of the only heir’s ailment. Their youngest child and heir to the Russian throne Alexei was born with Hemophilia, a disease which prevents the clotting of blood and causes incredible discomfort and bruising. Only women can pass along this gene, and only men can be hemophiliacs. Alexandra, as a descendant of Queen Victoria, was responsible in the eyes of the Russian people for giving Alexei the disease.

It was imperative that this terrible secret be hidden from the public. The faith in the Tsar was already waning and the mob could not know that the heir to the throne had a life threatening disease. Any bump or bruise could trigger internal bleeding. Doctors were summoned to stop the bleeding but few knew anything about how to treat it. Gregori Rasputin was considered a holy man, and had made his way into the upper ranks of society. Despite his womanizing and alcoholic ways, he seemed to be the only one capable of stopping the bleeding. Because in the eyes of the Tsarina, Rasputin was the only one who could save her son’s life, he was a man to be trusted and kept close. He held ultimate power and became a dangerous player in the fate of the Romanovs. While the Tsar was on the front lines during WWI, the Tsarina was left alone to run the country. With Rasputin whispering things in her ear, she rarely denied him what he wanted. This fact sparked rumours of an affair between the Tsarina and the monk. Rasputin made the rulers of Russia his puppets. For those of you who haven’t heard the song “Ra Ra Rasputin” by Boney M, should have a listen: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TmjdZKfumEI It’s a Russian history lesson in a song!

The death of Rasputin is shrouded in legend and mystery. It is said that Rasputin warned that if anyone in the Romanov family should contribute to his death, the entire dynasty would fall within a year. This turned out to be the case. In multiple ways Rasputin was a major contributor to the fall of the Romanovs. He had many enemies in the Russian government who were not pleased that a man of the church could have so much influence. It has been claimed that he was poisoned, and shot several times, before being tossed in the river to drown.

Nearing the end of the war, Russia was a pot that was able to boil over. Nicholas II resigned the throne and the family was taken into captivity for their own protection. They were shepherded across the country, far from their lavish lifestyle at the imperial palace by the Red Army. On the morning of July 17, 1917 the family was awaken in the middle of the night, and ushered into the basement of the Ipatiev House – or the “House of Special Purpose”. They were told that they were going to have a family portrait taken and were arranged in two rows. Then without warning, firing squad-style, the soldiers of the Red Army open fired on the imperial family. They burned and buried the bodies in an attempt to remove all traces of evidence. They rewrote records and tried to erase the history of the family’s existence. This sparked the possibility that one or more of the Grand Duchesses may have survived the massacre and would thereby be entitled to the families inheritance. No surprise, this resulted in an onslaught of impostors claiming to be Anastasia Romanov, none of whom were real.

There is a great documentary that National Geographic did about the discovery of the remains, and the attempt to piece together the last days of the family: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3eAdBHwUr5w The story of the Romanovs remains one of mystery and tragedy. They were canonized as saints in 2000 by the Russian Orthodox Church, a lasting impression on their importance in Russian history.


Sunday, November 6, 2011

Black Swan


When I was six or seven my parents rented me The Swan Princess, which to this day remains one of my favourite movies despite being animated and rated G. My dear friend Daphne found me a copy on DVD at the local grocery store in our first year of university and I still have it in my possession. I was captivated by the love story of Odette and Derek and the evil sorcerer von Rothbart who was determined to keep the lovers apart, and to take control of the kingdom. The song “Far longer than forever” still brings chills and the characters of Jean-Bob the frog and Speed the turtle add an interesting spin on the classic story. Without being fully aware, Swan Lake would reappear several more times throughout my life. Funny how a children’s film can still resonate nearly 15 years later.

Very few people know this (not even my parents) but at the beginning of grade 9, I wanted to take ballet lessons. I was considerably thinner than I am now and had several friends who were all taking dance classes. Ballet was so elegant and emotionally moving that I wanted to try it. Even to this day, it’s on my bucket list to see Swan Lake performed live. It was also in grade 9 that I stumbled across my favourite female figure skater American Sasha Cohen on TV performing at Skate America. She was beautiful, inhumanly flexible in her spins and spirals and tended to skate to music by Tchaikovsky and other Russian composers. It was then that I heard the music of Swan Lake for the first time. It is largely due to her that I went out and purchased several Tchaikovsky CD’s. He still remains my favourite classical composer and has quite the remarkable personal life to go along with his talent.

I was a little reluctant to watch the film Black Swan directed by Darren Aronofsky which hit theatres less than a year ago. I have never been a big fan of horror/ suspense and from the trailers it was difficult to gauge how scary it would actually be. In actuality I wasn’t scared at all – the focus of the film is more about the dancing and the story of Swan Lake intertwined with Nina’s descent into psychosis than it is about scaring the hell out of the audience. I find psychology fascinating although I’ve never studied it in post-secondary. I absolutely loved the movie (props to Natalie Portman) and recognized multiple passages of the music that Sasha Cohen had skated to in her programs. It’s funny how Russia, ballet and figure skating are fit together like pieces of a puzzle.

I think I can safely say that figure skaters are responsible for me being a Russophile (lover of all things Russian). My favourite male figure skater (before his retirement) was Alexei Yagudin, gold medalist at the 2002 Salt Lake City Olympics (the same Olympics as the Jamie Sale and David Pelletier skating scandal for those Canadians out there). He was aesthetically gorgeous and had footwork sequences that just blew away the competition. His personality oozed onto the ice and myself (along with his thousands of female fans) were smitten. In the attempt to write him a letter in his native language, I took two Russian courses in university – one language course and one culture course. I have read works by Leo Tolstoy, Ivan Turgenev, Alexander Pushkin, Nicolai Gogol and Fyodor Dostoyevsky. For my entire 2nd year of studies I had the Russian alphabet taped into my wall and a practiced everyday so that I would not forget it. I still remember how to write my first name in Russian: Бритни.

The entire Russia world for centuries has remained a mystery to the west largely due to the linguistic barrier and there is this untapped wealth of culture that most people are unaware of. Russian is a beautiful language and has one of the sexiest accents in my humble opinion. Cyrillic is difficult to master (and I have since forgotten most of what I learned) but only has 33 characters, so when you compared it to Mandarin which has over 60000 – the task of learning it seems far less daunting. Russia has made it to the top 3 in the list of countries I would like to visit and hopefully when I’m done my studies and paid off my student loans, I can visit the land and people that have captivated me for several years.