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Sarah's Key -- Film Review

20 Sep

Sarah's Key -- Film Review
By Kirk Honeycutt, September 18, 2010 07:30 ET

"Sarah's Key"

Bottom Line: A heartbreaking, wonderfully acted and superbly dramatized drama.

TORONTO -- Moving gracefully across the decades and people's hidden histories, Gilles Paquet-Brenner's "Sarah's Key" ("Elle s'appelait Sarah") relates a highly emotional yet unsentimental story about a Paris-based journalist digging into a Holocaust story that she discovers has a connection to her own family. The movie gathers momentum with a steady, assured pace, accumulating incidents, characters, secrets and lies until the rush of events is absolutely transfixing. Cinema can sometimes rival the novel in compulsive intensity and "Sarah's Key" is one such example.

Indeed the movie is based on a best-selling novel by journalist Tatiana de Rosney, which the director and Serge Joncour have beautifully adapted to the screen. As a kind of detective story delving into the darkest pages of 20th century French history, the film should enjoy considerable success throughout Europe. The film's smash Toronto debut certainly justifies the Weinstein Co.'s acquisition of the film last week.

The story gets told in two time frames. In present day, the remarkable Kristin Scott Thomas plays American-born journalist Julia Jarmond, who is working on a magazine story about the 1942 Paris roundups and deportations of thousands of Jewish families. An equally remarkable 10-year-old actress, Melusine Mayance, plays Sarah, whose family was among those deported to the camps.

Julia's husband, Bertrand Tezac (Frederic Pierrot), a brusque and somewhat arrogant businessman, is renovating his family's Marais-district flat as a new home for himself, his wife and their 11-year-old daughter. In her research, Julia discovers that Bertrand's family first took over the apartment when its Jewish occupants were dispossessed in that roundup.

In the parallel story, little Sarah hides her 4-year-old brother Thomas in a bedroom closet when the French police arrive. She promises to return but instead finds herself first with her parents in the atrocious Velodrome d'Hiver detention facility in Paris, then transported to a countryside camp. Desperate to rescue her brother, she manages to escape.

Back and forth the movie swings between the two time periods. Julia searches with increasing determination for scrap of information that will tell her what happened to Sarah and her family. Her surprising discoveries throw a new light on her current situation as a wife and mother forced to make crucial decisions about her future.

In uncovering the truths about the Tezac family, Julia uncovers ugly truths about her adopted country. But "Sarah's Key" puts human faces to tragedies that risk becoming abstractions when reduced to numbers of dead.

And the faces in this movie are remarkable. The most important one, of course, belongs to young Mayance. From innocence to terror and then sheer desperation, the youngster conveys all this with heartbreaking conviction.

In her journey she encounters a gruff farmer (that superb veteran actor Niels Arestrup), who most reluctantly comes to her aid. There are others too from a French policeman who shows kindness to a young girl who escapes with Sarah.

In Julia's story, Scott Thomas puts her character in a road to discovery in an absorbing performance. No scene, not even a moment, gets overplayed for all the natural melodrama. If young Sarah represents the film's heartbreak, then Scott Thomas' Julia represents the film's conviction that the truth must always come first.

In the contemporary sequences, Michel Duchaussoy nicely underplays her father-in-law, who is forced into a confession. As for others, to relate whom they play may be plot spoilers but Aidan Quinn, George Birt and Charlotte Poutrel all have memorable roles.

Perhaps the movie closest to this is "Sophie's Choice," where the ghosts of the Holocaust maintain haunt survivors long after the war and a woman must come to terms with unimaginable guilt. This is a poignant tale of two females confronted by the madness of history.

The production is superb with Francoise Dupertuis' production design and Eric Perron's costumes always convincing in both eras while Herve Schneid's editing makes the many transitions smooth as silk.

Venue: Toronto International Film Festival
Production companies: Hugo Productions/Studio 37/TF1 Droits Audiovisuels/France 2 Cinema
Cast: Kristin Scott Thomas, Melusine Mayance, Niels Arestrup, Frederic Pierrot, Michel Duchaussoy, Dominique Frot, Natasha Mashkevich, Gisele Casadesus, Aidan Quinn.
Director: Gilles Paquet-Brenner
Screenwriters: Serge Joncour, Gilles Paquet-Brenner
Based on the novel by: Tatiana de Rosnay
Producer: Stephane Marsil
Director of photography: Pascal Ridao
Production designer: Francoise Dupertuis
Music: Max Richter
Costume designer: Eric Perron
Editor: Herve Schneid
Sales: Kinology
No rating, 105 minutes

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Precious Life -- Film Review

10 Sep

Precious Life -- Film Review
By Stephen Farber, September 09, 2010 09:31 ET

"Precious Life"

Bottom Line: Magnificent documentary puts a human face on the Arab-Israeli conflict.

Telluride, Colo. -- Shlomi Eldar's documentary "Precious Life" examines a theme that also illuminated several dramatic features shown at this year's Telluride Film Festival: It focuses on people trying to make a positive difference in societies dominated by chaos and destruction.

The hero here is an Israeli doctor, Raz Somech, working to save the life of a Palestinian baby born without a normal immune system. Another hero is the filmmaker. Eldar is a journalist based in Israel, and in making this film, he surely hoped to build more understanding among people who have been at war for decades. If the film is widely seen, he just might succeed. It will be shown on HBO next year and also will stir audiences at film festivals around the world.

Eldar had covered the story of young Muhammad Abu Mustaffa for Israeli television, and with the help of producers Ehud Bleiberg and Yoav Ze'evi, he decided to expand his coverage into a feature documentary. The result is one of the most moving films of the past several years.

Muhammad was born in Gaza and transferred to the intensive care ward of an Israeli hospital. To survive, he needed a bone marrow transplant, but the family was unable to pay for the costly procedure. When Eldar broadcast the story, a Jewish donor contributed $50,000 and demanded anonymity. We learn that the donor had a son killed by the Palestinians, but rather than inflaming his hatred, this tragedy motivated him to search for rapport between the two warring factions. Even after the hospital received his donation, more problems arose. Muhammad's siblings did not provide a match for the operation, so Dr. Somech had to test several of his cousins still living in Gaza, and this meant bringing these people past the blockade into Israel.

As the film follows this medical cliffhanger, another obstacle erupts: War breaks out in Gaza, and the blockade is tightened. The film has as much tension as a good thriller and more honest emotion than most Hollywood tear-jerkers.

And it's suffused with moral intelligence. One of the most astonishing sections in the film is a debate between Eldar and the boy's mother, Raida. Despite the help she is getting from Israeli doctors, she expresses fierce anti-Israeli sentiments and also expresses a completely different philosophy from Eldar's. When he tells her that Jews believe life is precious, she counters that to Arabs, death is normal, and she would not be upset if Muhammad were to grow up to be a "martyr" to the cause. Although she later apologizes for her comments, they reflect a deep-seated anger that is hard to dismiss.

Another fascinating interlude occurs when we learn that Raida is pregnant again. (This is despite the fact that two previous children died of the immune disorder that threatens Muhammad.) Raida comments rather bitterly that women in her society do not have a lot of control over their own bodies.

All in all, the film is remarkably even-handed in presenting Israeli and Palestinian societies. Suspicions between the two sides will not be easy to overcome, but the people involved in this story offer a glimmer of hope. At the end, Eldar helps Raida to realize one of her dreams when he takes her to visit Jerusalem for the first time in her life. This film is a humanist document of the highest order. It earns the audience's tears without simplifying the underlying issues.

Venue: Telluride Film Festival
Director-director of photography: Shlomi Eldar
Producers: Ehud Bleiberg, Yoav Ze'evi
Music: Yehuda Poliker
Editor: Dror Reshef
No rating, 85 minutes

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Miral -- Film Review

03 Sep

Miral -- Film Review
By Deborah Young, September 02, 2010 07:39 ET

"Miral"

Bottom Line: A political film with a message of hope, on the obvious side.

VENICE -- Sure to excite curiosity thanks to the reputation of director Julian Schnabel ("The Diving Bell and the Butterfly") and its controversial topicality, "Miral" dramatically but unevenly explores the lives of four Palestinian women during the years of the Palestinian-Israeli conflict. Although too schematic and unfocused to garner much critical support, it has the kind of direct simplicity that could reach out to historically challenged audiences -- a category that includes most people -- and politically minded festival juries.

Inspired by the life of Palestinian-born, Western-based TV journalist Rula Jebreal, who penned the 2004 book and the screenplay, "Miral" is very much an artistic collaboration between the writer and Schnabel, a Jewish-American. The film is permeated by an American liberal sensibility and an urgency to acquaint viewers with the reality of Middle East conflict seen through Palestinian eyes. Here, the key words are "education" and "tolerance" as well as a need to defeat fanaticism on both sides.

A political film with a message can't help but feeling a trifle old-fashioned and uncool, especially when it takes several shortcuts to make it easier for viewers to connect. One is the choice, as in Schnabel's Cuba-set "Before Night Falls," to film in English: only a few dashes of Arabic and Hebrew flavor the dialogue in translation.

Also, most of the hard questions are glossed over or touched on ever so lightly: terrorism, the colonies on the West Bank, the Israeli army's wholesale destruction of Palestinian property. Rather than breaking ground, the film feels like a refresher course on the region's historical basics, but this back-to-school approach, which is fairly well done, could help widen the story's appeal even if it loses more sophisticated audiences.

The story begins when the narrator asserts, "I was born in 1973, but my story really begins in 1947," the year the state of Israel was declared, and the film starts back then during a Christmas party hosted by Vanessa Redgrave for Jerusalem's liberal international community.

Present is Hind Husseini (Hiam Abbass), a wealthy young woman who is shortly to open the doors of her family home to 55 orphans, left homeless by the war. Hind is convinced that the Palestinian women of tomorrow need a solid education, and her orphanage, Dar El-Tifl, becomes a school and haven for these girls, whose ranks soon swell to the hundreds.

There could be no more appropriate casting than the dignified, self-possessed Abbass, a leading Palestinian actress, to celebrate Husseini's noble vision and self-sacrifice. But there is little time for her to get a dramatic grip on Husseini the woman. Willem Dafoe, in a cameo as a goodhearted American officer who lends a helping hand, offers a whiff of a love interest, but their romance has no time to develop before the story of Nadia takes over.

Nadia (Yasmine Al Massri) is introduced as a teenager being raped by her father as her little sister looks on in terror. Running away from home, she becomes a belly-dancer and descends into alcoholism before a silly incident on a bus gets her thrown in prison. The short rape scene, and her unhappy career as a belly dancer summed up in a single painful shot of her gyrating waist are gems of understated filmmaking, the sort of banal tragedy that rings very true.

Nadia's sad-eyed cellmate is Fatima (Ruba Blal), a nurse-turned-terrorist, who has received three life sentences for putting a bomb in a theater. This is the closest the film ever gets to condemning terrorism, and a montage of faces of the innocent audience members intently watching Roman Polanski's "Repulsion" as the bomb ticks away is one of the film's most harrowing scenes.

But back to bad-girl Nadia, who miraculously finds a loving husband in a goodhearted Islamic leader (Alexander Siddig). Sadly, her psychological scars run too deep, and she plunges back into booze and loose living. She leaves behind a small daughter, Miral, whom the father is forced to place in Husseini's care.

It is only at this late point that the story finally settles down and focuses on Miral, now 17 (played by the distractingly attractive young Indian actress Freida Pinto of "Slumdog Millionaire".) Neither her love story with young PLO leader Hani (Omar Metwally) nor her dangerous involvement in the liberation movement during the first Intifada of 1987 -- which ends in a brief arrest and torture scene -- feels convincingly developed.

Instead, the closing scenes hurry on to illustrate other material, including the frowned-upon love affair between Miral's cousin and a Jewish girl (played by Schnabel's real-life daughter, Stella) and the Oslo peace talks, which inspire Miral to become a journalist.

Much to his credit, it is remarkable how Schnabel avoids all the high dramatic moments -- warfare, exploding bombs, dead children, hospital gore -- that are the bread and butter of many if not most international movies set in the Middle East. Even his measured use of newsreel footage avoids exploiting the grisly. Determined to close the film on a note of hope, Schnabel captures Israel Prime Minister Yitzhak Rabin's last moments on Earth but cuts just before the assassin's fatal bullet is fired.

In a film heavily dosed with musical commentary, Schnabel is listed as "music supervisor" to an eclectic, sometimes-improbable assortment of tunes, from Laurie Anderson to Ennio Morricone and Tom Waits.

Venue: Venice Film Festival (Competition)
Production: Pathe Production, ER Prods., Eagle Pictures, India Take One Prods.
Cast: Hiam Abbass, Freida Pinto, Yasmine Al Massri, Ruba Blal, Alexander Siddig, Omar Metwally, Stella Schnabel, Willem Dafoe, Vanessa Redgrave
Director: Julian Schnabel
Screenwriter/based on the novel "Miral" by: Rula Jebreal
Producer: Jon Kilik
Executive producers: Francois-Xavier Decraene, Sonia Raule
Co-producers: Jerome Seydoux, Sebastian Silva, Tarak Ben Ammar, Tabrez Noorani, Eran Riklis
Director of photography: Eric Gautier
Production designer: Yoel Herzberg
Costume designer: Walid Mawed
Editor: Juliette Welfling
Sales Agent: Pathe
No rating, 112 minutes

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