Gandhi

1982 - Dir: Richard Attenborough - 3 hours 11 minutes

Shown at The FeckenOdeon on 29^th October, 2011

This is one of the last old-school epics ever made, a glorious visual treat featuring tens of thousands of extras (real people, not digital effects) and sumptuous Panavision cinematography. But a true epic is about more than just widescreen photography, it concerns itself with noble subjects too, and the life story of Mahatma Gandhi is one of the noblest of all. Richard Attenborough's treatment is openly reverential, but, given the saint-like character of his subject, it's hard to see how it could have been anything else. He doesn't flinch from the implication that the Mahatma was naïve to expect a unified India, for example, but instead lets Gandhi's actions speak for themselves. The outstanding achievement of this labour of love is that it tells the story of an avowed pacifist who never raised a hand in anger, of a man who never held high office, of a man who shied away from publicity, and turns it into three hours of utterly mesmerising cinema. Attenborough is quite justified in regarding this as his finest achievement. The director struggled for years to get financing for his huge but "non-commercial" project.

Various actors were considered for the all-important title role, but the actor who was finally chosen, Ben Kingsley, makes the role so completely his own that there is a genuine feeling that the spirit of Gandhi is on the screen. Kingsley's performance is powerful without being loud or histrionic; he is almost always quiet, observant, and soft-spoken on the screen, and yet his performance comes across with such might that we realise, afterward, that the sheer moral force of Gandhi must have been behind the words. Apart from all its other qualities, what makes this movie special is that it was obviously made by people who believed in it. What is important about this film is not that it serves as a history lesson (although it does) but that, at a time when the world is a confusing and depressing place, it reminds us that we are, after all, human, and thus capable of the most extraordinary and wonderful achievements, simply through the use of our imagination, our will, and our sense of right.

• 300,000 extras appeared in the funeral sequence. About 200,000 were volunteers and 94,560 were paid a small fee. The sequence was filmed on 31st Jan 1981, the 33rd anniversary of Gandhi's funeral. 11 crews shot over 20,000 feet of film, which was pared down to just over 2 minutes.
• Richard Attenborough and his wife Sheila Sim owned a share of the rights in Britain's longest-running play "The Mousetrap" which they sold to fund the production of this movie.
• Sir Ben Kingsley was born Krishna Pandit
  Bhanji in Snainton, North Yorkshire, England, the son of Anna Lyna Mary (née Goodman), an actress and model, and Rahimtulla Harji Bhanji, a medical doctor who came to the UK from Kenya. Sir Ben is now 68 and is currently filming “The Dictator” for release in 2012. He is a Quaker.
• Baron Attenborough of Richmond on Thames is now 87 and confined to a wheelchair. He appeared as an actor in 64 films and directed 12. His brother, David, is quoted as saying that he doesn’t think Dickie will be making any more films... for now.
  
  
  
  

I Served the King of England

2006 - Dir.: Jiri Menzel.

Shown in FeckenOdeon 2 on October 14th, 2011

Many of us first got to know the Czech director Jiri Menzel through his whimsical 1966 Oscar-winner "Closely Observed Trains." Veteran critic Roger Ebert looked up his review of the earlier film and found a sentence that also could apply to this movie: "If you're charged up emotionally, you'd better lie down for an hour or two before going to see it. It requires an audience at peace with itself." Don't assume, however, that Menzel's "I Served the King of England" is a snoozer; for that matter, don't assume it has anything to do with the King of England. It's a film filled with wicked satire and sex both joyful and pitiful. But Menzel doesn't pound home his points. He skips gracefully through them, like his hero. He takes the velvet-glove approach. Here is a film with a hatred of Nazis and a crafty condemnation of communist bureaucracy and cronyism. It seems to be a comic tale of the long and somewhat uneventful life of Jan Dite, who worked as a waiter, bought a hotel with stolen postage stamps and was jailed because he wasn't quick enough to figure out what the communists, when they came to power, really wanted from him.

Director Jiri Menzel, like the film’s hero is a survivor. He began his career in the false dawn of the Prague Spring. Unlike his contemporaries Ivan Passer and Milos Forman, he didn't move to the US following the Soviet invasion of 1968, and publicly dissociated himself from his pre-invasion films, including Closely Observed Trains. Now 70 he’s able once again to work freely as a senior figure in the Czech film industry and there's no one left to complain about the political subtext in his movie, or to try to censor the sex scenes. No one will doubt the skill and exuberance with which he continues to bring to his work. This film has a zest that belies the director's age. There is no sense here of a distinguished director striking a ponderous and introspective note at the twilight of his career. Visually, I Served the King… is lithe and imaginative. It uses music, montage and silent-movie conventions with wit and energy. In Common with most of Menzel’s movies, this is based on a novel by his close friend Bohumil Hrabal, who died in 1997.

• The scenes for the Hotel Pariz restaurant were filmed in the main restaurant in Prague's Obecni Dum (Civic House), just around the corner from the actual Hotel Pariz. Both restaurants were designed in the Art Nouveau style by artist Alphons Mucha, but the Obecni Dum restaurant is larger.
• Ivan Barnev, who plays Dite, is a Bulgarian television actor much loved for his performance in the soap “Priyatelite Me Narichat Chicho”. Showered with awards for this performance, he’s now shooting major feature films... in Bulgaria.