Sunday, September 18, 2005

The Constant Gardener (Mereilles, 2005)

Another movie attempting to settle the great writer v. director question. Compare it to Hotel Rwandaa (George, 2005). While Mereilles (City of God), has visual flair to spare (and a suprising eye for composition and color, in spite of his shake-n-bake camera), it lacks a crucial element: screenwriter Jeffrey Caine (the loathesome "Rory O'Shea Was Here") never fully explains the conspiracy, something essential in a conspiracy thriller. It's something about big pharma, drug testing, and a worldwide plague of TB (what?), but nothing ever quite makes sense, as if the filmmakers, desperate to keep you on edge, fell off the cliff themselves. Rwandaa on the other hand never had anything but a medium close-up, but man, did the story rip your nuts out; people all around me were gasping in the theater during the scene when Cheadle rides over the bodies.

As a side note, we've been given two movies this year about African poverty but none about American poverty. Not to get political, but I just don't give a shit about Africa. I'm a left-wing jingoist; I realize that people in Africa are suffering from poor medicine, but guess what, America: so are people just a few miles to any side of you. Maybe we should try and save our fellow countrymen before the rest of the world. And that could start with the movies.

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