Directed by:
Peter WeirCinematography:
Russell BoydComposer:
Burkhard von DallwitzCast:
Jim Sturgess, Colin Farrell, Ed Harris, Saoirse Ronan, Mark Strong, Alexandru Potocean, Gustaf Skarsgård, Sebastian Urzendowsky, Dragoș Bucur, Zahary Baharov (more)VOD (2)
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The film begins with Janusz, a Polish POW, being interrogated by a Soviet officer. Janusz refuses to admit his guilt. His wife is brought in to the room and forced to make a statement condemning Janusz. Janusz is sentenced to 20 years in the gulag. At the camp in Siberia, Janusz meets Mr Smith, an American; an actor named Khabarov; Valka, a hardened Russian criminal; Tomasz, who makes a living by sketching erotic drawings in exchange for food and clothes; Kazik, a Pole who suffers from night blindness; Voss, a Latvian priest; and Zoran, a Yugoslav accountant. Khabarov confides to Janusz that he has a plan for escaping. Khabarov's proposed route is south to Mongolia, passing Lake Baikal. Mr Smith tells Janusz that Khabarov is fantasising about his desire to escape in order to improve his own morale, and that, in his opinion, escape is impossible. Janusz maintains his resolve. (Entertainment One)
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What was missing in As Far as My Feet Will Carry Me was in this film. Characters one can relate to, spectacular shots of Russian, Mongolian, Indian and other nature (National Geographic is National Geographic), great music. Some of the scenes (the men chase away a pack of wolves from a carcass and then act just like them - crossing the desert...) are memorable, as are Colin Farrell's creations (I was staring). I was disappointed by the totally unused Mark Strong, the shamefully shortened Himalayan crossing and the whole rushed ending in general.
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I have a soft spot for Weir, but he’s off the mark here. Actually, I think that it wasn’t reasonable to even try to make a film like this, paradoxically, for the same (or rather, opposite) reason that made me doubt 127 Hours. Whereas in Boyle’s latest, there wasn’t enough story for a feature film, in The Way Back there is too much and it feels like a bunch of haphazardly cut sections of the story of a much longer film. I can’t say I had fun, or that I feel like watching the extended (complete) version. After those 133 minutes, I felt almost as exhausted as if I had made that trek, which, as someone who likes comfort, is not something I can appreciate.
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Sławomir Rawicz experienced something unimaginable, so I have no problem tolerating his fiction. The post-war generation needed many such stories to survive. After the first war, there was Anastasia, after the second The Way Back. The only problem I have is with the adaptation being too universal and with actors who are too famous. Colin Farrell and Ed Harris? Their faces are simply an obstacle to believable ordinary characters.
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Peter Weir light. The overall impression is not that powerful, but the film offers a lot of unforgettable
details. You will enjoy getting to know different characters and the importance of the positive synergy of
their natures and abilities for achieving a common goal – survival and freedom. The Way Back features a
well-chosen cast, subtle and intelligent humor, and a slow pace with just a few dramatic moments. Do
not expect big things. Watch and listen. You’ll be satisfied with having learned something, and the
characters will remain in your memory.
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A film of two meaning planes and two faces. The Way Back is about escaping Siberia (surprisingly), a physically devastating journey through Asia, through mountains, deserts and mountains again, to get to freedom. But it also deals, on a symbolic level, with a journey through the history of Central and Eastern Europe, a path to forgiveness. Uh, oh! Like Hollywood's attempts to stage the tragedy of the Holocaust, the first attempt to stage the horrors of the Gulag gives the impression of an explanatory and average staged theatre that aims to make the viewer who is unfamiliar with the facts to understand and feel. For obvious reasons, this trick can only work in an uninspired way and without any depth. In general, however, the further away the heroes are from the traumatic space of the Gulag, the more we learn about them, and the more Weir discusses their individual stories, the better and more cinematically convincing The Way Back is (the highlight is the Mariana scene in the desert, which was the only one in the film that really moved me with the sheer power of cinematic speech). On the other hand, the closer the heroes get to great history, the more constructed the film feels – it is a high school textbook of the crimes of communism for the uninitiated. It takes away a lot of energy and authenticity (unfortunately, this is also related to the very special choice of the dominant language variant and Ed Harris as the story mediator for American audiences). You can get used to it, but the aftertaste of artificial tragedy can't be completely gotten rid of. Like all similar films, this historical trauma is obscured by mandatory sentiment rather than being open to analysis and understanding... It gets points for the excellent (and only truly ambivalent) character of the thief Valek, famously played by Colin Farell.
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