Ripped straight from the pages of his own 2007 novel, director Marc Dugain has created an ambitious, slow burning and incredibly uncomfortable portrait of life under state control in Joseph Stalin’s Russia.
Anna (Marina Hands) and her physicist husband, Vassilli (Edouard Baer) are trying desperately to conceive. However, whilst home life may be filled with the constant throws of marital passion, most of Anna’s time is consumed by her contrastingly distressing role within the local hospital. During a time when Jewish doctors were being forcibly expelled and seemingly innocent people disappearing without a word, tensions are at an all time high. With the accompanying paranoia leading to a less than happy work environment, Anna’s life couldn’t be any more fraught with fear and danger.
Anna’s beautiful appearance and popularity with the local
patients (due to the rumoured healing aura which radiates from her hands) has
made her the chosen target of this unrelenting mist of hatred which now
consumes the infirmary’s corridors. One day, to her terror, two officers
dressed in dark overcoats come looking for her at the surgery and insist she
accompanies them.
However, the car transporting Anna drives past the renowned
Moscow interrogation centre and she soon finds herself in a dimly lit,
ominously empty waiting room inside the Kremlin. After hours of patiently
waiting, it becomes apparent she is here to see Stalin. The renowned dictator
offers her a position she neither wants nor can refuse. It’s an incredibly
secretive position which involves working closely with the fascist Soviet
oppressor and, much to her dismay, means having to reject her old life –
including the husband she loves dearly – in a vain attempt to save not just him
but her whole family from certain death…
This intoxicating chamber piece manages to create an
atmosphere of fear and impending misery through dialogue and framing alone, in
what is truly an accomplished piece of drama with strong overtones of
historical importance neatly presented on a bed of highly original fiction.
By creating a fictitious world for his events to unfold,
director and writer Marc Dugain has managed to avoid the usual constraints
which normally surround historical epics, leaving him with free reign to
present his story without having to succumb to the rigorous facts and recorded
truths of the history books. An unyieldingly strict approach can often hinder
the enjoyment for those viewers unwilling to accept such a strong factual focus
in lieu of any added erroneousness strands otherwise injected to titillate
whilst driving the narrative forward. Anyone with even the remotest knowledge
of Russian history is aware of the monstrous events which Stalin implemented,
so having such a well established villain as the central antagonist means the
script can forgo the usual time consuming and arduous task of back-story
building, an element of storytelling which can often be detrimental to the
overall enjoyment of a film. Instead our focus is strongly set on Anna,
allowing us plenty of insight into this deeply tormented woman’s life, which
only enhances the extent of her emotionally exhausting journey.
Tremendously shot through a plethora of drained lifeless
colours, and against a backdrop of shadows, the film’s cinematography perfectly
reflects the atmosphere during this desolate time of oppression and anxiety.
The sympathetic use of framing perfectly captures the mood which encases the
film’s two central characters, allowing the actors to fully explore their roles
and thus creating a set of enormously accomplished performances which
ultimately carry the film.
Marina Hands is utterly mesmerising. Without having to say a
word, she manages to convey a wide range of emotions through subtle use of body
language alone. Her expressive face could convey even the darkest of burdens
with relative ease and is relied upon numerous times throughout this slow but
thoughtful film. However, it’s Andre Dussolier in the role of the repugnant
dictator who steals the show with his colossal on screen presence. Seeming like
the devil in a trench coat, Dussolier radiates a sinister demeanour that sends
an instant chill through your bones the moment he appears. The few attempts at
humour injected into this fierce leader’s lines come across with an
uncomfortable tone that’ll you’ll find yourself laughing at, not through
genuine amusement but an uncomfortable mix of fear and duty. Such a role could
easily have fallen into pantomime villainy, yet instead manages to convey the
human side behind the truly malevolent actions of one of the 20th century’s
most predominant figures.
However, a gripping script and strong performances cannot
carry a film alone. And whilst moments like Dussolier reading direct Stalin
quotes, such as “The death of one man is a tragedy. The death of a million is a
statistic,” is undoubtedly powerful stuff, An Ordinary Execution does suffer
from some weak direction. It’s clear that Dugain’s strength lies in his
wonderful ability to write genuinely immersive dialogue, but the film itself
has seemingly been created using very formulaic and workmen like techniques,
with none of the flare shown in the script being translated visually. As flaws
go, it’s hardly the most damning of criticisms; however, it does prevent the
film from transcending the genre of period drama into something more necessary,
ultimately leaving it in the no man’s land between high concept television and
engrossing cinema.
For the two central performances alone, An Ordinary
Execution should be classed as a must watch, with both leads pulling off
incredibly moving and intense portrayals that cry out for greater recognition.
Unfortunately, as a complete film, An Ordinary Execution fails to make the most
of it impressive acting talent and immaculately crafted script, which sadly
feels like a disappointing conclusion to an otherwise enthralling exploration
into this dark period of history.
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