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Kontroll

by James McNally on June 15, 2008

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Kontroll

Kontroll (2003, Director: Nimrod Antal): Set entirely within the sub­ter­ranean world of the Budapest subway system, this dir­ect­orial debut is a stylish pas­tiche of a number of dif­ferent genres. It fol­lows the exploits of a team of ticket inspectors headed by Bulcsu, a former archi­tect who ran away from the pres­sures of that life and is now essen­tially trapped under­ground. He even sleeps in the subway, flag­rantly dis­reg­arding the counsel of Petula Clark. His crew is the standard ragtag bunch, stock types who fill out com­edies from Budapest to Boston. There’s the Professor, a “lifer” who knows all the rules, written and unwritten, of the system. Tibor (Tibi) is the rookie, naive and just a bit stupid. Muki is the truly stupid one, a hulking sim­pleton with an unpre­dict­able temper but an equally unpre­dict­able case of nar­co­lepsy. Lastly, there’s Lecsó, a scruffy char­acter who looks like he should be on the other side of the law.

It’s a clever bit of comedy to set these guys up as if they were a group of cops, because that’s essen­tially what they are, except that they pursue per­pet­rators of vic­tim­less crimes. The subway appears to run on the honour system, but there’s no honour. Hardly anyone pays, and if the inspectors ask for a ticket, people just tell them they don’t have one. This par­tic­ular group of inspectors are almost com­pletely inef­fec­tual, but they don’t seem to care that much. They’re con­tent to swap stories and engage in macho con­tests like “railing,” where they race each other through the tun­nels just ahead of the last “express” train each night.

The film’s atmo­sphere is mostly just gritty until we find out that someone has been pushing people in front of trains. Although the mem­bers of our crew really aren’t inter­ested in cap­turing the killer, there’s a sense of the police pro­ced­ural that drives the nar­rative for­ward. Here the director’s style really takes advantage of the set­ting. Underground tun­nels in Budapest have a gothic creep­i­ness that New York’s or Toronto’s would never have, and I found myself thinking about vam­pires. In fact, it’s half-comical and half-frightening that our main char­acter Bulcsu seems to be bleeding in almost every scene. And he never sees day­light. Hmm…

Toward the end, the film takes a turn into psy­cho­lo­gical thriller ter­ritory, with mixed res­ults. It seemed like the dir­ector wasn’t quite sure what type of film he wanted to make, so he made all of them. It’s an under­stand­able weak­ness in a debut film, but Antal shows he can create some­thing both enter­taining and a bit artistic within some very tight constraints.

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7/10(7/10)

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Miss Universe 1929 – Lisl Goldarbeiter. A Queen in Wien

Miss Universe 1929 – Lisl Goldarbeiter. A Queen in Wien (Director: Péter Forgács, Austria/Netherlands/Hungary, 2006): The title isn’t the only thing unwieldy about this film. Based on the old photos and films of Maritz (Marci) Tanzer, the film attempts to trace Marci’s love for his cousin Lisl Goldarbeiter, “the most beau­tiful woman who ever lived,” and Austria’s first Miss Universe. The action takes place over the course of their life­times, encom­passing war and peace, Naziism and Communism, Austria and Hungary. There is a won­derful story in here, but I con­stantly found the way the film was con­structed mad­dening and annoying. Film clips appear out of sequence, are repeated, and are pur­posely cropped or panned in such a way as to draw atten­tion to the dir­ector. In addi­tion, the grating soundtrack kept pulling me out of the story rather than drawing me in. The decision to nar­rate the film in English was ill-advised, also, since some of the nar­ra­tion isn’t trans­lated cor­rectly. For example, I highly doubt that Marci Tanzer was “cap­tiv­ated as a pris­oner of war” by the Russian army.

Lisl was indeed a very beau­tiful woman, and Marci’s ded­ic­a­tion to her is touching. There is value in Marci’s old films as a social his­tory, and there is a good love story here. I just felt it wasn’t well-told.

5/10(5/10)

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