FOUR FROM THE
ROTTERDAM FILM FEST
by Martijn ter Haar
Recycle
(Mahmoud al-Massad, The Netherlands/Jordan).
This
is a documentary about the daily life of Abu Amar, a Muslim fundamentalist
from Zarqa, which was also the hometown of Abu Musab al-Zarqawi, the
terrorist slain in Iraq by the U.S. in 2006. Abu Amar himself did fight
in Afghanistan, but he and his friends have no friendly words for Zarqawi,
who was not even religious until he saw the light and went for jihad
in Iraq. Abu Ammar has turned to the more studious kind of fundamentalism
and is planning to write a book on jihad. His problem is that his father
has taken his house and shop because of an argument, so Abu Amar has
to try to maintain his family (two wives, lots of children) by collecting
cardboard boxes for recycling. A scheme to bring cars to Baghdad becomes
a disaster, and after the Amman hotel bombings the Jordanian authorities
crack down on fundamentalists and lock up Abu Amar for four months (he
did not have anything to do with the bombings). After his release, he
is so desperate that he applies for an American visa.
Recycle
presents often intriguing insights into the life of orthodox Muslims
in the community of Zarqa, but unfortunately director Al-Massad made
two major mistakes The first is leaving the audience in the dark about
the reasons of Abu Amar's fight with his father, which is the reason
for his hardship and greatly influences the way he has to live. The
second is that we see Abu Amar, shaven and dressed in a suit and a tie
at the airport, which gives the impression that he has received his
visa for the U.S. Of course there is no way the U.S. will give a guy
like Abu Amar a visa, and at the Q&A with the director it turned
out that indeed he was not leaving for the U.S., but for Venezuela .
In this same Q&A the director also revealed that the fight with
the father was because Abu Amar married his cousin.
What On
Earth Have I Done Wrong?
(Doze Chen-zer Niu, Taiwan).
A
director of popular Taiwanese TV soaps and shows tries to make a serious
film, while hitting rock bottom due to the usual suspects of alcohol,
drugs and women. It's all very Less Than Zero, and because
everybody plays his or herself, it's also very meta. Which makes What
on Earth Have I Done Wrong? a typical case of "been there,
done that" hipster drama. However, because of solid, old-fashioned
craftmanship with regards to acting and editing, the film is still quite
watchable.
Let The Right
One In
(Tomas Alfredsson, Sweden).
This
one is a winner. It's Sweden in the seventies, it's winter, and twelve-year-old
Oskar is bullied at school. Fortunately there's Eli, the new girl next
door who comes out to play in the courtyard during the evenings. She
insists she's not a girl and cannot be Oskar's friend, but does give
helpful tips about how to deal with the bullies. One of the most memorable
first kisses in recent movie history is soon in the making, but meanwhile
the sleepy Swedish suburbs are disturbed by a series of brutal murders.
It's Fucking Amal meets Martin with some gore and
a Roald Dahl-style revenge on the bullies subplot thrown in for good
measure. Somehow it manages to work both as a sweet love story and as
a horror comedy at the same time. And it looks damn good too.
The Unseeable
(Wisit Sasanatieng, Thailand).
Here's
an old-fashioned haunted house movie from Thailand that also contains
a healthy dose of no-holds-barred melodrama. Most of the honor in this
regard goes to lead actress, scream queen, and gene pool lottery winner
Siraphan Wattanajinda, whose overacting keeps a steady pace with her
beauty. And that makes the movie bad. The other actors try their best,
but don't come close, with the one redeeming feature being the soundtrack.
The director realizes that visual effects are expensive, but sound effects
are much cheaper and at least as effective. So the soundtrack goes BOO!
every other minute at the level of a Motörhead concert for the
hearing impaired. All this makes it a fun film in a campy Hammer horror
sort of way. The locations are great too (best looking haunted house
ever) and Wattanajinda is in almost every scene.
©2008 Martijn ter Haar
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