Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Michael (2011)


When best of the year lists started appearing in late 2012, I noticed Markus Schleinzer’s Austrian film, Michael, pop up occasionally. Upon reading a brief plot synopsis, I was curious. I was curious to see how a movie about a man who keeps a 10-year-old boy locked in his basement could actually be something people wanted to watch. I was curious how such a seemingly difficult film was considered for the Cannes Palme d’Or. I was curious, but not entirely motivated. In short, I knew enough to know I didn’t want to go there. But one early morning last week, I decided to watch Michael and brave what lie ahead.

The film begins with Michael (Michael Fuith, perfect in his indifference) going about his evening normally – arriving home, unpacking groceries, preparing dinner, and so on. Michael clearly lives alone, and the fact that he slowly prepares dinner for two is revealing of many things. Aside from the obvious revelation that Michael has someone tucked away in his house, this pre-dinner sequence is evidence to how Schleinzer aims to tell his story. He lets a still camera, a modest actor, and a mundane routine do the talking. There’s a patience to Schleinzer’s work that casts the film under a great, foreboding spell.
Minutes later, we watch in terror as Michael descends into his soundproof basement, unlocks a large door and waits for young Wolfgang (David Rauchenberger, haunting in his acceptance) to exit a tiny room of hell. The two quietly eat together, Wolfgang asks politely if he can watch television later, and Michael stares at his food, carefully constructing his answer.

And that’s more or less how Michael goes. Arguments are rare, epiphanies are non-existent, cruelty is suggested (but never shown), and dread is ever present. When Michael leaves for work at his insurance job, he makes sure the metallic shades for his windows are drawn. When Michael attends a ski trip with his friends, he ensures Wolfgang has plenty of food. When they’re together, Wolfgang rarely puts up a fuss, because how long have his cries gone unheard?

Schleinzer is smart to reveal very little about his title character. There’s an ambiguity to Michael that, frankly, most American films get wrong. In Schleinzer’s world, there are no long monologues of prior abuse, or moments of tearful reflection. Instead, we’re forced to sit and watch a monster do monstrous things. Things that recent headliner Amanda Berry suffered through, and Natascha Kampusch (whose story is the basis for Michael) endured as well.
Sadly, I wish I could end this review on a high note. I wish I could praise Schleinzer for his daring film and Michael Haneke-like vision. But I feel there’s more.

I’m not going to give any of Michael away, but if the last five minutes of your movie paint an equally, if not more, intriguing picture than what has come before, perhaps that is something worth exploring. Don’t get me wrong, I appreciated the controlled effort of Michael, but I felt there was more story to be told. Also, I need to start being more critical of song choices during closing credits. The song that ends Michael is an obvious, financially beneficial choice. The track fittingly appears earlier in the film, which means the rights were already secured. But saving money should never lesson the impact of a film. The song is a wildly inappropriate choice to end such a bold, dark movie. It’s a shame Schleinzer didn’t stick with the restraint he so clearly possesses. Silence over the credits would’ve worked better. B+

10 comments:

  1. I can agree with this review. When I watched this movie several months ago all I knew about it was the subject matter and that Schleinzer had some affiliation with Haneke. I've rather enjoyed the Haneke films that I've seen so far, but this one definitely felt less brooding I guess (sense of dread yes, but it's dread that I felt was never all that resolved). It was alright though I had hoped for more.

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    1. Yup, I fully agree with you. It's good, well made and obvious of its influences, but I wanted more. But maybe that's also sort of a good thing...?

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  2. I was wondering if you'd ever review this one. I'd give it the same rating. It has good performances, but I think Schleinzer could've done more with this film. Moreover, Haneke probably would've handled this material better. Still, it's a missed opportunity at best, and not a total failure.

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    1. Yep, I agree. It really did feel like it could've kept going. I liked it, but didn't love it.

      Haneke could really do wonders with material like this.

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  3. I've seen this on Instant Netflix and I remember the reviews from Cannes, but I've never actually gotten around to seeing it. I'm curious, like you were, I just don't know if I could stomach it.

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    1. Know what sucks? They day I posted this review, Netflix took it off streaming. Bummer.

      Yeah, Michael is bad, but it could've been a whole hell of a lot worse. It's appropriately sensitive.

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  4. What I liked about "Michael" (and I loved "Michael") was its disinterest in being bold or daring or provocative. Yes, its main character is a pedophile, but the film almost suggests to nevermind that. What surprised and delighted me was how the film bypasses all moral posturing by treating Michael the character as the kind of doofus you'd see in a slapstick comedy. He's pathetic in addition to his monstrousness. It's not a morose dirge of a thing either. It's a colorful, fascinatingly constructed smirk of deviousness. Also, the kid gives one of the most mature performances by a young person I've ever seen.

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    1. GREAT comment. Really, I loved your insight here. That was definitely one of the things I appreciated most about this movie. I didn't get a chance to mention it in my review, but yeah, you are totally spot on.

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  5. This film - which I had never heard of previously - strikes me as the sort of thing that'd get a perfect rating if indeed Haneke had directed it. Nevertheless, it still looks excellent, and go Austrian cinema!

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    1. Yeah, I definitely think Haneke would've thrived with this material. But either way, this is a film you'd appreciate.

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