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Limbo

by James McNally on September 2, 2010

in Film Festivals

Limbo

Limbo (Director: Maria Sødahl): I was ini­tially attracted to this film because of its set­ting: a com­munity of expat oil engin­eers in 1970s Trinidad. But quite apart from exquisite art dir­ec­tion, Limbo fea­tures one of the strongest per­form­ances I’ve seen in quite a while. Sonia (Line Verndal) has delayed joining her hus­band Jo in Trinidad to care for her mother, who’s just had a stroke. But after six months, she packs up her two young chil­dren and leaves Norway for the Caribbean. Upon her arrival, she exper­i­ences much more than cul­ture shock. She dis­covers that her hus­band has been car­rying on an affair with a local woman in her absence. Despite his declar­a­tion that it was just a “fling” and that it is over, she can’t seem to trust him, or to settle into her new life.

She’s also not accus­tomed to having ser­vants make her meals and clean her house, and she seems unable to slip into the life of leisure that the other expat wives take for granted. Despite the fact that her husband’s friend has a Swedish wife, she seems unenthused by the other woman’s over­tures of friendship.

Jo’s efforts to win her trust back also fail, and when she backs out of a trip to Houston with him, he becomes sus­pi­cious. When the chil­dren con­vince her to accom­pany their gardener on an overnight trip to catch crabs, she goes along and even flirts with the man, but it’s revenge and not lust that drives her.

Before long, her dis­com­fort grows into a full-blown nervous break­down, and she checks her­self into a mon­as­tery to “rest.” With this time to clear her mind, she makes a decision about her future that upsets the equi­lib­rium her hus­band has been so des­perate to establish.

Though it might sound a bit like a soap opera on paper, in reality, the per­form­ances lift this con­sid­er­ably, turning it into a char­acter study of a woman trapped in cir­cum­stances seem­ingly beyond her con­trol. When she finally develops the strength to choose her own future, it coin­cides with a moment of tragedy that gives the film an ambiguous but somehow sat­is­fying conclusion.

Here is the Q&A with dir­ector Maria Sødahl and stars Line Verndal and Bryan Brown from after the screening.

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Duration: 16:33

8/10(8/10)

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Max Manus

by James McNally on April 2, 2010

in Theatrical Release

Max Manus

Max Manus (Directors: Joachim Rønning and Espen Sandberg): Here is a Norwegian film about a hero of that country’s World War 2 res­ist­ance move­ment that is as slick and pol­ished as any Hollywood block­buster. Unfortunately, it also has all the brains of a typ­ical Hollywood block­buster. Not sur­pris­ingly, this film has broken box office records in Norway, becoming the highest-grossing domestic film there since 1975. I think the real Max Manus deserved better.

As the film begins, Max Manus (Aksel Hennie) is an uneducated but pat­ri­otic young man who volun­teers to help the Finns repel an inva­sion from Stalin’s Russia in 1940. After being wounded in that con­flict, he returns home to find Norway occu­pied by the Nazis, and the King and his gov­ern­ment in exile in Britain. Gathering a group of young men around him determ­ined to resist the occu­pa­tion, they begin pub­lishing leaf­lets denoun­cing the Germans and their col­lab­or­ators. After being ambushed in his second-storey apart­ment by the author­ities, he jumps out the window and falls to the street injured. While in hos­pital being treated for his injuries, he is able to get mes­sages out to his friends, and soon escapes in spec­tac­ular fashion. After this, he is hustled out of the country even­tu­ally making his way to Scotland, where he joins the Norwegian Independent Company. Further training in sab­otage tech­niques follow, and in 1943 he para­chutes back into Norway with a small team of saboteurs. From then on, he determ­ines to do as much damage to the occupying forces as pos­sible, and he suc­ceeds in des­troying numerous German boats and ships in Oslo har­bour, including a huge trans­port ship called the Donau in 1945.

By all accounts, Manus was a brave and resourceful man, and is a national hero in Norway. After the war, he wrote two auto­bi­o­graph­ical books detailing his very real exploits. Why, then, does Max Manus
feel so arti­fi­cial? Succumbing to the usual pit­falls of the biopic, the film hur­ries through all the major events in his war­time career, a period of five years. In that time, Max fought both the Russians and the Germans, formed a strong bond with his group, espe­cially his best friend Gregers Gram, and fell in love with Tikken Lindebrække, who would later become his wife. The script sketches all of these things in, but fails to colour them in with details which would add emo­tional and his­tor­ical depth. The film seems primarily con­cerned with showing the spec­tacle of Manus’ acts of sab­otage, and here it mostly suc­ceeds. Two set pieces involving the mining of ships in the har­bour are well-directed, although it’s telling that there is a curious lack of pre­par­a­tion shown in the film.

Despite that, the char­ac­ters are all badly under­written, even Max who, des­pite a good per­form­ance from Aksel Hennie, still seems too arti­fi­cially heroic and one-dimensional to be a real person. His reck­less mach­ismo as his friends are cap­tured and killed seems false, and his romance with Tikken is hardly written at all. It’s hard to say who the film­makers are trying to reach with this film. Norwegians would likely know some of the out­lines of Max Manus’ life, so a more focussed film which zeroed in on, for instance, the destruc­tion of the Donau would have been far more inter­esting. But I sus­pect the film­makers were trying to reach an inter­na­tional audi­ence and so felt they needed to cover a lot more ground. Unfortunately, they’ve cre­ated nothing more than a shallow, melo­dra­matic and rather con­ven­tional war movie that bor­ders on hagi­o­graphy. I think that’s the worst kind of self-sabotage, and some­thing a truly inter­esting char­acter like Max Manus doesn’t deserve.

We’re noti­fied in an end title that after the war, Max Manus estab­lished a suc­cessful office supply com­pany, and the bathos of that detail alone punc­tures much of the myth­making of the pre­vious two hours.

Max Manus opens in Toronto, Vancouver and Halifax on April 2nd.

Official site of the film

6/10(6/10)

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Dead Snow (Død Snø)

by James McNally on October 5, 2009 · 2 comments

in DVD

Dead Snow (Død Snø)

Dead Snow (Død Snø) (Director: Tommy Wirkola): With a great tagline (“Ein! Zwei! DIE!”) and a win­ning concept (Nazi zom­bies!!), Dead Snow should have been a lot of fun. I’d missed it when it screened recently at the Toronto After Dark Film Festival and so was happy to catch up with it on DVD. The setup is pure cheesy horror cliché: a group of six med­ical stu­dents head up to the moun­tains for a weekend of drinking, skiiing, and maybe a little romance. But what they soon find out is that the site of their little weekend get­away was once a notorious Nazi out­post during the days of Germany’s occu­pa­tion of Norway. The expos­i­tion is help­fully provided by a creepy old man who hap­pens to drop by to ask for coffee. He tells them that many people were tor­tured and killed until the vil­la­gers rose up to drive the Nazis into the moun­tains, where they froze to death. He also tells them the Nazis had been hoarding gold toward the end of the war, and that it’s never been found.

His func­tion in the story over, he leaves and is soon dis­patched in his tent by an unknown assailant. Our rowdy group of friends soon dis­covers a chest in their cabin full of, you guessed it, Nazi gold. Meanwhile, the one guy who knows the area takes off on his snow­mobile to find his girl­friend, who had been skiiing over the moun­tains to join them but who hasn’t yet turned up. He soon comes upon the old man dead in his tent and begins to get a bad feeling. Back at the cabin, one of the girls hasn’t returned from the out­house, and before you know it, the cabin is under siege by undead German soldiers.

At this point, the film has been pre­dict­able but fun. Our first sight of the zom­bies in Nazi uni­forms is inter­esting, but the film itself quickly degen­er­ates into repet­itive scenes of run­ning away or hacking at the zom­bies with whatever imple­ments are avail­able. Our snow­mobiling friend is forever catching air on his machine, even when being chased by the undead, and the repe­ti­tion turns what could have been a unique take on the zombie film into a bore. The char­ac­ters are almost inter­change­able in their bland­ness and by the end, I wasn’t really keeping track of who’d been killed.

Although this could have been a bit more fun with a crowd, I’m sure it wouldn’t have made it a better film.

Official site of the film

5/10(5/10)

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Groundhoppers

by James McNally on June 21, 2007

in Documentaries,DVD

Groundhoppers

Groundhoppers (Director: Eivind Tolås, Norway, 2005): Thank good­ness for the internet. While reading about obsessive foot­ball (soccer) fans who attempt to visit as many foot­ball grounds as pos­sible, I came across the title of this Norwegian doc­u­mentary. I was able to get in touch with the film­maker and con­vince him to send me a copy to review. As far as I know, this film was broad­cast on Norwegian tele­vi­sion, and played a few film fest­ivals in Europe, but has never been seen in North America. But that’s ok, for the phe­nomenon of “ground­hop­ping” prob­ably wouldn’t make as much sense here.

Kjell Morten and Bjarte are two middle-aged brothers who spend all of their vaca­tions in England, attending foot­ball matches. Their goal is to visit all 92 grounds of the teams that com­prise the Football League. This includes the Premiership (20 teams), the Championship (24 teams) and Leagues One and Two (24 teams each), which together com­prise the top four tiers of English foot­ball. As you can ima­gine, “ground­hop­pers” are usu­ally men, usu­ally single, and have a cer­tain amount of time and dis­pos­able income at their command.

The two Norwegians have been at it for more than ten years, and are up to sixty-odd stadia vis­ited. Perhaps stadia is too grand a term, for some of the lower league clubs play in some very modest cir­cum­stances indeed. Basing them­selves in Rotherham, “one of Britain’s poorest cities” according to the film, they’ve adopted the local team, Rotherham United, nick­named the Millers as their home team away from home.

At home in Bergen, though, it’s all about SK Brann, and one of the film’s most charming moments comes watching the brothers as they wit­ness their team’s tri­umph in Norway’s own Cup Final.

All in all, this is a light-hearted look at a harm­less (if inex­plic­able to most) obses­sion. I think if I had the advant­ages of living in Europe (gen­erous vaca­tion allow­ances, short dis­tances, cheap trans­port­a­tion, and a wealth of foot­ball clubs), I’d be joining the boys in the stands.

I have attended foot­ball matches in three dif­ferent coun­tries, though: Canada, Uruguay, and Slovenia. Just a few hun­dred more to go…

More on Rotherham United FC (the Millers)
More on SK Brann
Groundtastic, a magazine devoted to foot­ball grounds
Football Grounds In Focus, The No.1 Groundhopping web­site ‘made for trav­el­lers by trav­el­lers’
Done The Lot — Fans who have vis­ited all 92 English Football League grounds

7/10(7/10)

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The Danish Poet
The Danish Poet

Tonight’s pro­gramme con­sisted of award-winning shorts released in 2006, and just watching them one after another led me to a few con­clu­sions about short films in gen­eral. To com­pare them to written works, they’re a bit like poems to a fea­ture film’s novel. And to com­pare to spoken word, they’re like jokes as opposed to sagas. With such a short amount of time, they need to make their points quickly, so there is often a high “clev­erness” factor and the end­ings often feel like the punch line of a joke. This can work well, but a film that stands out is one that doesn’t make these tropes so obvious. Here, in my order of enjoy­ment, are tonight’s selections:

  • The Danish Poet (Canada/Norway, 2006): With lovely nar­ra­tion from Liv Ullmann, this story felt the most organic and the least gim­micky. Even though there is a sort of punch­line “payoff” at the end, it’s tele­graphed early enough to set us down gently. The whim­sical anim­a­tion style and always-great use of anim­ated (but non-speaking) animals made this a worthy Oscar-winner this year. Check out the film’s web site. (9/10)
  • Dreams and Desires — Family Ties (UK, 2006): Another anim­ated short, this one clev­erly used anim­ated sketches to sim­u­late a wed­ding video filmed by the oddly cinephilic Beryl, a large woman of grand­moth­erly vin­tage. Her attempts to film the dis­astrous occa­sion in the styles of famous dir­ectors from Eistenstein to Riefenstahl, all the while keeping up a steady stream-of-consciousness nar­ra­tion, keeps this one rol­licking along, des­pite the nearly impen­et­rable accents. (9/10)
  • Tanghi Argentini (Belgium, 2006): This is a charming tale of an office drone who just might be an angel. André needs to learn to tango in two weeks so he can meet his Internet crush, so he turns to his col­league Frans to help teach him to dance. Will love bloom? (8/10)
  • Contact (Raak) (Netherlands, 2006): Three char­ac­ters paths cross again and again in this cleverly-edited short. There’s that word “clever” again. (7/10)
  • The Substitute (Il Supplente) (Italy, 2006): A class of high-school stu­dents is ter­ror­ized by a Scott Thompson (ex-Kids in the Hall) lookalike, who then gets his comeup­pance. Funny in an odd sort of way. (7/10)
  • Make A Wish (Atmenah) (USA, 2006): A straight­for­ward, almost documentary-like tale of a young girl who will go to any lengths to get a spe­cial birthday cake. Only it’s set in the West Bank. The film­making is pretty rudi­mentary and there’s a bit of a (tragic) punch­line at the end. (6/10)
  • Imagine This (Australia/Ireland, 2006): Sometimes a short should also be a “small.” Using found internet footage to make George W. Bush “sing” John Lennon’s “Imagine” was a pretty funny idea. But it really shouldn’t have made it off the YouTube site. (5/10)

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