Let us begin at the simplest point.
What is a comic physiognomy? Where does a ridiculous
expression of the face come from? And what is,
in this case, the distinction between the comic and
the ugly? Thus stated, the question could scarcely
be answered in any other than an arbitrary fashion.
Simple though it may appear, it is, even now, too
subtle to allow of a direct attack. We should
have to begin with a definition of ugliness, and then
discover what addition the comic makes to it; now,
ugliness is not much easier to analyse than is beauty.
However, we will employ an artifice which will often
stand us in good stead. We will exaggerate the
problem, so to speak, by magnifying the effect to
the point of making the cause visible. Suppose,
then, we intensify ugliness to the point of deformity,
and study the transition from the deformed to the
ridiculous.
Now, certain deformities undoubtedly
possess over others the sorry privilege of causing
some persons to laugh; some hunchbacks, for instance,
will excite laughter. Without at this point entering
into useless details, we will simply ask the reader
to think of a number of deformities, and then to divide
them into two groups: on the one hand, those
which nature has directed towards the ridiculous; and
on the other, those which absolutely diverge from
it. No doubt he will hit upon the following law:
A deformity that may become comic is a deformity that
a normally built person, could successfully imitate.
Is it not, then, the case that the
hunchback suggests the appearance of a person who
holds himself badly? His back seems to have contracted
an ugly stoop. By a kind of physical obstinacy,
by rigidity, in a word, it persists in the habit it
has contracted. Try to see with your eyes alone.
Avoid reflection, and above all, do not reason.
Abandon all your prepossessions; seek to recapture
a fresh, direct and primitive impression. The
vision you will reacquire will be one of this kind.
You will have before you a man bent on cultivating
a certain rigid attitude—whose body, if
one may use the expression, is one vast grin.
Now, let us go back to the point we
wished to clear up. By toning down a deformity
that is laughable, we ought to obtain an ugliness
that is comic. A laughable expression of the face,
then, is one that will make us think of something
rigid and, so to speak, coagulated, in the wonted
mobility of the face. What we shall see will be
an ingrained twitching or a fixed grimace. It
may be objected that every habitual expression of
the face, even when graceful and beautiful, gives
us this same impression of something stereotyped?
Here an important distinction must be drawn. When
we speak of expressive beauty or even expressive ugliness,
when we say that a face possesses expression, we mean
expression that may be stable, but which we conjecture
to be mobile. It maintains, in the midst of its
fixity, a certain indecision in which are obscurely
portrayed all possible shades of the state of mind
it expresses, just as the sunny promise of a warm
day manifests itself in the haze of a spring morning.
But a comic expression of the face is one that promises
nothing more than it gives. It is a unique and
permanent grimace. One would say that the person’s
whole moral life has crystallised into this particular
cast of features. This is the reason why a face
is all the more comic, the more nearly it suggests
to us the idea of some simple mechanical action in
which its personality would for ever be absorbed.
Some faces seem to be always engaged in weeping, others
in laughing or whistling, others, again, in eternally
blowing an imaginary trumpet, and these are the most
comic faces of all. Here again is exemplified
the law according to which the more natural the explanation
of the cause, the more comic is the effect. Automatism,
inelasticity, habit that has been contracted and maintained,
are clearly the causes why a face makes us laugh.
But this effect gains in intensity when we are able
to connect these characteristics with some deep-seated
cause, a certain fundamental absentmindedness, as
though the soul had allowed itself to be fascinated
and hypnotised by the materiality of a simple action.
We shall now understand the comic
element in caricature. However regular we may
imagine a face to be, however harmonious its lines
and supple its movements, their adjustment is never
altogether perfect: there will always be discoverable
the signs of some impending bias, the vague suggestion
of a possible grimace, in short some favourite distortion
towards which nature seems to be particularly inclined.
The art of the caricaturist consists in detecting
this, at times, imperceptible tendency, and in rendering
it visible to all eyes by magnifying it. He makes
his models grimace, as they would do themselves if
they went to the end of their tether. Beneath
the skin-deep harmony of form, he divines the deep-seated
recalcitrance of matter. He realises disproportions
and deformations which must have existed in nature
as mere inclinations, but which have not succeeded
in coming to a head, being held in check by a higher
force. His art, which has a touch of the diabolical,
raises up the demon who had been overthrown by the
angel. Certainly, it is an art that exaggerates,
and yet the definition would be very far from complete
were exaggeration alone alleged to be its aim and
object, for there exist caricatures that are more
lifelike than portraits, caricatures in which the
exaggeration is scarcely noticeable, whilst, inversely,
it is quite possible to exaggerate to excess without
obtaining a real caricature. For exaggeration
to be comic, it must not appear as an aim, but rather
as a means that the artist is using in order to make
manifest to our eyes the distortions which he sees
in embryo. It is this process of distortion that
is of moment and interest. And that is precisely
why we shall look for it even in those elements of
the face that are incapable of movement, in the curve
of a nose or the shape of an ear. For, in our
eyes, form is always the outline of a movement.
The caricaturist who alters the size of a nose, but
respects its ground plan, lengthening it, for instance,
in the very direction in which it was being lengthened
by nature, is really making the nose indulge in a
grin. Henceforth we shall always look upon the
original as having determined to lengthen itself and
start grinning. In this sense, one might say
that Nature herself often meets with the successes
of a caricaturist. In the movement through which
she has slit that mouth, curtailed that chin and bulged
out that cheek, she would appear to have succeeded
in completing the intended grimace, thus outwitting
the restraining supervision of a more reasonable force.
In that case, the face we laugh at is, so to speak,
its own caricature.
To sum up, whatever be the doctrine
to which our reason assents, our imagination has a
very clear-cut philosophy of its own: in every
human form it sees the effort of a soul which is shaping
matter, a soul which is infinitely supple and perpetually
in motion, subject to no law of gravitation, for it
is not the earth that attracts it. This soul
imparts a portion of its winged lightness to the body
it animates: the immateriality which thus passes
into matter is what is called gracefulness. Matter,
however, is obstinate and resists. It draws to
itself the ever-alert activity of this higher principle,
would fain convert it to its own inertia and cause
it to revert to mere automatism. It would fain
immobilise the intelligently varied movements of the
body in stupidly contracted grooves, stereotype in
permanent grimaces the fleeting expressions of the
face, in short imprint on the whole person such an
attitude as to make it appear immersed and absorbed
in the materiality of some mechanical occupation instead
of ceaselessly renewing its vitality by keeping in
touch with a living ideal. Where matter thus succeeds
in dulling the outward life of the soul, in petrifying
its movements and thwarting its gracefulness, it achieves,
at the expense of the body, an effect that is comic.
If, then, at this point we wished to define the comic
by comparing it with its contrary, we should have to
contrast it with gracefulness even more than with beauty.
It partakes rather of the unsprightly than of the
unsightly, of RIGIDNESS rather than of ugliness.