F. W. Murnau (1888–1931) made six or seven great or near-great films in his all-too-brief career. All save his last film were tightly controlled, studio-stylized works that (although they were beautiful and often moving) were thoroughly planned artifice. One might even use the contemporary expression “tight-assed“ in describing them. His final film, Tabu (1931), however, seems almost the complete antithesis. Tabu is one of cinema’s simplest, most lyrical and masterful expressions of a despairing romanticism succumbing to the realities of a world from which none of us can escape.
 
The original idea was for the film to be jointly made by Robert Flaherty and Murnau. Flaherty, the great ethnographic documentarian, had already met critical success with another Polynesian project, Moana (1926). Although Flaherty was a romantic in his own fashion, the two personalities did not mesh, and Flaherty somewhat bitterly sailed for home. Murnau, after the relative imprisonment of Weimar Berlin and mad Hollywood, loved Tahiti, Bora Bora, and the smaller islands. The informality and laxity of strictures on behavior (including sexual ones) seemed a kind of rebirth.
 
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