George MacKay in 1917 |
But it hit me on the drive back from the theater tonight: that the two most technically innovative films that I've seen over the course of the past year or so, have each been about World War I. Maybe They Shall Not Grow Old will prove to have sparked a renaissance of interest in the Great War: an event that resonated harder than many might appreciate and indeed still resonates with us today (the ongoing morass in Iraq being but one example). World War I has long been overshadowed at the cinema by its bloodier sequel, and that is unfortunate.
Sam Mendes and his team have done their part in rectifying that (if such a thing can be said) with 1917. Shot and edited to be essentially one long continuous take, the film follows two young British soldiers (played by George MacKay and Dean-Charles Chapman) on the front lines in northern France, at the war's height in 1917. They have been tasked with crossing the strife-torn landscape with a message that could mean life or death for more than sixteen hundred of their fellow soldiers.
This is a brutal, brootal motion picture. 1917 is an almost merciless meandering through the fog of war. There are no clear edges or "episodic" flow in this movie. There is rarely time to recover from one horror only to be assaulted by another. And another. And another. This is war in all its horror, heartlessness and during at least one unforgettable moment, lack of honor. It is a magnificent traipse through the fallen world's garden of malevolence. It'll be a few days before I'm really "over" this one. No doubt the many who saw it during the same screening will be the same.
Will definitely recommend catching 1917 during its theatrical run. This is one of those movies that really does deserve getting beheld on the screen writ large and encompassing. Expect loads of awards for this one as the season plays out.
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