Efficient
and Effective
Jean-Jacques
Annaud begins his latest film, Enemy At the Gates, with a
vision of the 1942-43 siege of Stalingrad as hell on earth that
puts the opening sequence of Saving Private Ryan to shame--not
because it's necessarily more first-person visceral or true to historical
fact, but because it's framed in a far more compelling mixture of
story and character. We follow naive, provincial Red Army footsoldier
Vassili Zaitzev (Jude Law) straight off the train and into the heat
of battle, after a brief but dreadful river journey during which
his peers' main choice is to stay on board their boats and be shot
by German fighter planes or jump into the water and be shot by their
own commanders. On the "streets" of the chaotically demolished city,
meanwhile, political officers distributing an ever-diminishing supply
of rifles and bullet-clips constantly scream this not-exactly-encouraging
mantra: "The one with the rifle shoots. The one without the rifle
follows. When the one with the rifle is killed, the one behind him
picks up the rifle and shoots."
It'll
be ten more minutes before Vassili finally gets himself a rifle.
But when he does, we -- and he -- make an extraordinary discovery:
This little shepherd boy from the Urals is not just a helpless target,
but a potential predator of innate and deadly skill. He will spend
the rest of the battle in the Red Army's sniper division, picking
Germans off like the wolves he once poached as a boy -- and it's
his human-sized story, in all its emotional immediacy and moral
complexity, which will turn the epic canvas of one of World War
II's bloodiest campaigns into a surprisingly intimate drama of hunter-on-hunter
strategy, luck and sheer, desperate strength of will.
In
the course of this first engagement, Vassili hooks up with Danilov
(Joseph Fiennes), a political officer who immediately recognizes
the propaganda value of Vassili's triumph. So he builds Vassili
up as an instant legend, dangling tales of his exploits as a sniper
in front of their dispirited comrades. And it's this projected image
of Vassili -- not the often lonely, occasionally terrified real
person behind it -- which eventually causes the Nazis to set their
own hunter on the man hunting them. They send for their top sharpshooter,
aristocrat-turned-soldier Major Konig (Ed Harris), and give him
his orders: Get Vassili, no matter what the cost.
"It's
the very essence of class struggle," Danilov tells Vassili, his
eyes sparkling. But Vassili is becoming increasingly disenchanted
with being Danilov's pet project, especially when he suspects there's
no way he can possibly beat Konig. After all, as he tells fellow
sniper Tania (Rachel Weisz), "in the forest, the wolf lives for
three years, the donkey for nine." Whether noble or peasant, he
and Konig are wolves to Danilov and the educated, beautiful Tania's
donkeys--useless, except in one highly specific situation. And one
way or another, both of them can feel their alotted three years
coming to an end . . .
The
acting is uniformly wonderful, with special mention going to the
weary, elegant Harris, as well as to Bob Hoskins' brutal supporting
turn as Red Army damage control expert Nikita Kruschev. Law and
Fiennes, two thespians often -- rightly -- accused of coasting by
on their rather frightening good looks, hit a complex and flawless
series of notes, while Weisz proves particularly adept at simultaneously
suggesting charismatic innocence and angry sorrow; it's essential
that we understand why both these very different men could fall
in love with her simultaneously, and she pulls it off with aplomb.
Based
on William Craig's book, Annaud and co-screenwriter Alain Godard
have created a remarkably efficient and effective movie which uses
Vassili and Konig's near-mythic battle of wits to put history in
its proper context: Though issues of politics and philosophy are
touched upon, this is a film about the people inside the uniforms
-- a story of human beings under pressure, forced by circumstance
to make choices both impulsive and, on occasion, heroic. It's also
the new year's single most satisfying movie experience thus far.
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