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Eastern Promises
Directed by David Cronenberg. Now in Theaters
David Cronenberg has become a master of the dark. He’s
on a path provided by the visceral that goes beyond
fashionable filmic fear into nonnegotiable dread. There
we find Eastern Promises.
Anna Khitrova (Naomi Watts), a midwife at a London hospital,
receives a patient in the late stages of labor and badly
hemorrhaging. The wife dies, leaving a newborn girl
and a diary written in Russian — coincidentally
Anna’s heritage. Taking the chronicle home, hoping
to find some clue to the woman’s identity, she
asks her surly uncle to translate it. A business card
buried in its pages leads Anna to a Siberian restaurant.
The surprisingly accommodating proprietor, Semyon (Armin
Mueller-Stahl), denies any knowledge of the girl, but
still offers to translate the diary. Exuding an unctuous
paternalism, he suggests there’s no need for the
midwife to bother; he will take responsibility for the
matter.
This seems like decent advice, given the standard issue
dark suits, black cars, and a general lack of mirth
surrounding the establishment. One of the foot soldiers,
Nikolai Luzhin (Viggo Mortensen), a “chauffer”
whose stock ebony couture nonetheless sneaks a bit of
accessorized style, shows a special interest in Anna.
While wary of him, the danger as a whole still eludes
her antennae.
As the contents of the diary emerge, revealing the deceased
as a viciously abused sex slave, a prisoner of a crime
syndicate, everyone’s cards hit the table. Anna
wants the baby, the Russians want the diary.
The clever and suspenseful plot serves its real purpose
as a canvas for the increasingly potent brush of Cronenberg,
who brings by nuance and tone to the screen what Cormac
McCarthy brings to literature: characters who long ago
traded off their souls.
Eastern Promises is more refined than A
History of Violence, which is saying something;
the devices less evident, the lapses of tone almost
nonexistent. In this accomplishment Cronenberg must
share credit with Watts and Mortensen, both bringing
fine contributions.
Snow Cake
Directed by Marc Evans (2006). On DVD
The economy of movie making for wide audiences requires
the shorthand of stereotypes. Stepping outside of the
box requires courage for the filmmaker and audience,
a justified venture in the case of Snow Cake.
Alex (Alan Rickman), just released from prison and on
his way to pick up the pieces of his life, picks up
a hitchhiker instead. Headed east across Canada, the
roads are snowy and slick. Stopped at an intersection,
his car is hit by a truck gone out of control. The collision
upends Alex’s SUV. The passenger, a young woman
whom he had barely come to know, does not survive.
His lack of fault in the incident notwithstanding, he
feels a responsibility. The police assure him they are
notifying the family. They actually discourage him from
doing so. He persists, finds the address and arrives
at the door, introducing himself. Linda (Sigourney Weaver),
the mother of the deceased, shows little appreciation,
somewhat bemused by his efforts.
Linda’s mental condition, at first glance, resembles
a developmental delay. Her selective obsessions and
quirky intellect suggest an abnormality of a different
kind, which eventually reveals itself as autism. The
funeral and the events leading up to it prevent the
processing of grief in a way suiting her sensibilities.
The necessity to accommodate the superfluous and suffocating
gestures from the townspeople, which end with a gathering
at her house, prove unnerving. In the days leading to
the ceremony, Alex serves to assist her in the preparations.
There have been several notable films over the years
— Rain Man, Forrest Gump, and
I Am Sam come to mind — dealing with
the mentally challenged and their struggle to function
in society. None of those movies rise above the novelty
of the issue with the sophistication of Snow Cake.
Weaver’s Linda is a whole person, with a mind
capable of preferences and the ability to articulate
them. The drama transcends her peculiar cognitive process
and places it in context with the struggles that confront
us all, making for an entertaining and thought-provoking
offering.
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