Reflecting on the unique charm and boundless talent of a true titan of Russian film.
The Small Hall of the Central House of Writers in Moscow recently bore witness to a scene both solemn and telling: a lengthy queue of admirers and colleagues, quietly forming before the coffin of Alexander Mitta. It was a silent testament to a life lived fully, a career dedicated to art, and a personality that left an indelible mark on all who encountered it. Amidst this hushed reverence, veteran filmmaker Andrei Smirnov stepped forward, delivering a eulogy that transcended mere remembrance, painting a vivid portrait of a man whose presence was as profound as his cinematic output.
The Magnetism of Mitta: A Charm Unparalleled
Smirnov commenced his address with an observation that, while seemingly simple, held profound weight: “A crowd at the coffin of this man is normal.” It was not a statement of morbid curiosity, but an acknowledgment of Mitta`s inherent ability to draw people to him, even in his final repose. Smirnov recounted their shared days at the All-Russian State Institute of Cinematography (VGIK), an institution where, as he wryly noted, “the bustle in the corridor played a large role in shaping each of us.” These corridors, far from mere passageways, were an arena of informal competition, a proving ground for budding talents who, as Smirnov quipped, “didn`t yet know who would be Tarkovsky and who wouldn`t.”
“He hadn`t done anything yet, was merely a VGIK student — three years senior to me and Andron Konchalovsky — but we became acquainted very quickly.”
In this competitive crucible, Mitta`s reputation was singular. He was never overtly ingratiating, nor did he seek affection. Yet, “in almost any company, he became the center — primarily because he was a magnificent storyteller.” This innate charisma, a blend of wit and narrative prowess, distinguished him from his peers, a trait that Smirnov emphasized remained with him throughout his life, even as illness took its toll. Despite physical changes, “the face of an incredibly spiritual, talented person — talented in everything he touched” remained.
A Polymath of the Arts: Beyond the Director`s Chair
While celebrated for his filmmaking, Smirnov passionately elaborated on Mitta`s diverse talents, painting a picture of a true polymath. Mitta`s films were a canvas where actors “blossomed like flowers in a garden, playing the best roles of their lives.” This keen eye for talent and ability to nurture performance stands as a cornerstone of his cinematic legacy. Yet, his genius wasn`t confined to the silver screen.
Smirnov highlighted Mitta`s considerable skill as a visual artist: “He was also talented as an artist — he drew wonderfully.” More still, he was an author of note, penning “a magnificent book about cinema.” This treatise, according to Smirnov, served as a foundational text for many aspiring filmmakers, a testament to its clarity and insight. “How vividly it was written!” he exclaimed, underscoring the book`s enduring appeal and educational value.
The Human Behind the Art: Culture Without Ostentation
In a poignant personal reflection, Smirnov touched upon Mitta`s profound human qualities, particularly his enduring love for his wife, Liliya Mayorova. This devotion, coupled with his intellectual depth, defined him. Smirnov underscored that Mitta was a man of “high culture,” yet always carried himself “without ostentation.” He was naturally intelligent, charming, and organic in any setting, capable of navigating even the most challenging social situations with ease.
“For those who saw Mitta`s films and knew him personally, one of the most charming people on Earth is departing.”
The passing of Alexander Mitta, as Smirnov articulated, signifies “a huge loss for the entire Russian culture, first and foremost for cinematography.” He was more than a director; he was a guiding light, a mentor, and a magnetic personality who enriched the lives of those around him and the cinematic landscape he helped shape. His departure leaves a void, but his legacy — etched in film, art, literature, and the memories of those who loved him — will undoubtedly endure.
Smirnov concluded with a heartfelt address to his departed colleague: “Dear Sasha, what happiness that you lived near us, that we had the opportunity to hear you, to listen to your wonderful stories, to see how you behave and organically feel yourself even in the most difficult company. Always natural, charming, intelligent — because you were a man of high culture, but always without ostentation.”
Indeed, the crowd at Alexander Mitta`s farewell was not just an assembly of mourners, but a silent, eloquent tribute to a man whose life was a masterclass in charm, talent, and an unassuming dedication to art and humanity.
