Following
a German retreat from the front lines in France, British Gen. Erinmore (Colin
Firth) receives aerial intelligence that indicates that the Germans are laying
in wait to ambush the pursuing British forces. He dispatches two lance
corporals, Tom Blake (Dean-Charles Chapman) and Will Schofield (George MacKay)
to send word to the pursuers to call off their attack lest they lose more than
1,000 men, Blake’s brother among them. Though Blake is eager to help, Schofield
is hesitant. As they get closer to their objective, however, the way forward
becomes more and more perilous.
Basing the
film on his grandfather’s war stories, writer/director Sam Mendes has crafted
an ostensibly personal film that still manages to feel overly familiar. During
the past few decades, The Great War has not received nearly as much cinematic
attention as World War II, so this lack of novelty can, to an extent, be forgiven.
Even so, missions to relay news (Saving
Private Ryan) and following a few select soldiers as they hop from
dangerous situation to dangerous situation (Dunkirk)
have been shown before, and what 1917
offers thematically (war is hell, you fight for the person beside you, etc.) is
hardly revelatory.
Aesthetically,
however, 1917 is masterful. With very
few cuts, Roger Deakins’ cinematography is meant to evoke one long take, and
while that lends the film a distinctive fluidity, it is hardly the only
noteworthy aspect of the film’s style. Wreckage and carnage under blank
grey-white skies evoke sorrow while dark, claustrophobic entries into former
German-occupied buildings and trenches are shot like a horror movie. Add to
this the sinister awe of a city aflame at night, the pristine beauty of cherry
trees amid green hills, Thomas Newman’s foreboding score and sharp editing, and
1917 is powerful and immersive in a
way that belies its narrative simplicity.
The acting
isn’t quite as jaw-dropping, but it is far from a letdown. While Firth,
Benedict Cumberbatch, and Mark Strong have small roles as officers, Chapman and
especially MacKay carry this movie. The former’s affability contrasts with the
latter’s initial sourness though Schofield undergoes quite a turn as his mettle
is tested time and time again.
1917 might not have anything new to say
about war, but the technically dazzling way in which it says it rightly commands
an audience’s attention the whole way through.
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