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The Man From London (2007)

Director: Bela Tarr

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From Time Out London

The stock noir constituents of nefarious criminal deeds, male existential malaise and bluesy chiaroscuro mise-en-scène comprise this violently brooding latest from Hungarian doyen of the slow-cooked metaphorical saga, Béla Tarr. The story centres on Maloin (Miroslav Krobot), a brusque railway switchman who appropriates a suitcase full of banknotes after he witnesses a bungled drop-off on the dockside beneath his watchtower, then, not knowing how to follow-up his criminal impulse, swiftly rejects his family and his morals. In tone, it reminds of Godard’s ‘Alphaville’ and Lynch’s ‘Blue Velvet’, especially the idea of innocence (such as it is) lost at the hands of reckless endeavour, and Tarr’s ingenious use of visual repetition brilliantly conveys how crushing, silent guilt slowly forces Maloin into a psychological corner.

Yet, there are problems: the choice of ‘straight’ source material – one of Belgian writer Georges Simenon’s lesser-known pulp crime novellas –instantly clasps a stranglehold on the film’s intentions, carelessly dividing viewer attention between a disposable criminal plot, and a broader discussion on themes of theft, murder, shame and voyeurism. Visually, too, we’re only allowed a diluted rendition of that now-legendary ‘Tarr touch’ – the magisterial, minutely orchestrated black-and-white creeping camerawork. The sound, so rich and mysterious in past work, is here limited to tapping hammers in the middle distance and groaning accordion dirges which do little to cover-up in this released version the clumsy French dubbing of its Hungarian and British cast (which includes Tilda Swinton).

Yet, although the film’s overall meaning remains open – perhaps, too open (after its Cannes premiere, for instance, one critic told me they thought it was a musical) – ‘The Man from London’ lacks the grandiose ‘cosmic’ intimations of the director’s past work, and though it contains many moments of sublime cinematic choreography, this is finally good Tarr, but not great Tarr.

Author: David Jenkins

Time Out London Issue 1999, Dec 11 - 17, 2008

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Posted on Jan 16 2010 15:56 Don't be fooled by the critics pretending this is a classy film with deep symbolic meaning. It's dull from beginning to end, the depth of the story justifies only a 10 minute short film and you'll be wishing it to end. Unless you're the type of person who thinks watching someone walk along a road for 5 minutes, or thinks actors should stare at walls for 5 minutes you'll not appreciate this film. Absolute waste of celuloid - easily in my top 3 worst films ever. Both people either side of me fell asleep.

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Patrick Quinn said...

Posted on Aug 24 2009 20:13 This is why critics should not be read.This is simply dull.Hope for toothache instead. Avoid any critic who has enjoyed this film.

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Anthony Kane Evans said...

Posted on Mar 30 2009 19:42 The plot is far too thin for Tarr to drape all his symbolism over. It makes the symbolism unbearably clunky.
The pace is, however, the real killer and I'm well versed in the films of Tarkovksy so there is nothing wrong with my stomach muscles.
There are lots of odd things in this film. LIke, it's in Hungarian - at least the version I saw - yet the police inspector and the main criminals are british yet also speak Hungarian. This aspect of the film didn't seem like it was too well worked out. Also, I felt Tilda Swinton was rather miscast as a Hungarian lower-class housewife. She just didn't look like a woman whose life must be one of drudgery.
The French film Jonas Mikas (in the above review) mentions is L'Homme de Londres (Fr. 43.Henri Decoin). Temptation Harbour was made a few years later (GB.47.Lance Comfort).

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Jonas Milk said...

Posted on Dec 11 2008 14:22 Far from being based on one of Simenon's 'lesser-known pulp crime novels', The Man from London is based on one of the author's most appreciated romans durs. Tremendously bleak, these are the books Simenon hoped he would be remembered for rather than his Maigret detective novels.
The Man from London has been filmed at least a couple of times before, in French during WWII, and also in the UK a few years later, as Temptation Harbour. Tarr's version is a particularly good match for the original book

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