Poetic Film Review: The Wheel (La Roue, 1923)

In the silence of the silver screen,
A tale of love and tragedy unseen.
"The Wheel" spins a tale of fate,
Of love that blooms but ends in hate.

Sisif, a father, torn apart,
By love for the daughter of his heart.
A train engineer, a man of pride,
His love for Norma he cannot hide.

But secrets buried deep within,
Can lead to heartache and to sin.
Betrayal, blackmail, love denied,
A father and son's hearts collide.

Amidst the Alps, the wheel does turn,
A symbol of life, of lessons learned.
Gance's epic, a masterpiece,
With symbolism that will never cease.

Patience required for this grand display,
For silent films demand it today.
But for those who dare to take a chance,
"The Wheel" will leave a lasting trance.

A film of beauty, love, and pain,
In silent halls, it will remain.
A classic of French cinema's lore,
"The Wheel" will spin forevermore.

(Note: The review in its original form can be read here.)

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