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Reviewers of modern Swedish films still
sometimes comment along the lines that "this is light-years away from Ingmar
Bergman", as if existential angst should be expected to be the hallmark
of all cinema from that country. In truth Bergman was something of a one-off,
and if his corpus of work had never existed we would not, I think, particularly
associate the Swedes with the anguished characters who populate his best-known
films and those of derivatives such as Liv Ullman’s recent Faithless.
Those of us who read about current cinema
(I don’t mean the gossip or the hype about whatever the week’s pointless
big-budget release happens to be) have read of, and perhaps seen, the work
of directors like Roy Andersson (Songs from the Second Floor) and
Lukas Moodysson (Show Me Love, Together). However, two virtually
unknown Swedish directors have been favoured with a British Film Institute
distribution for their first features, both made in 2000, both coincidentally
with a major character called Ali, and it is these which I wish to discuss.
The
New Country, which was incidentally co-written by Moodysson, is a social-issues
road movie directed with gusto by Geir Hansteen Jorgensen and which seriously
questions Sweden’s traditional image of a liberal society. The central
characters are two illegal immigrants, the middle-aged Iranian Mammoud,
and the African teenager Ali who dreams of winning an Olympic gold medal
for Sweden. After escaping from a police raid on the home of a woman whose
mission in life is to house refugees, Mammoud and Ali meet up with Louise,
an ageing Swedish beauty queen who herself wants to escape from a porn
photographer, and together they encounter a succession of bizarre characters,
including a gang of racists and an elderly married couple with a shared
unhealthy interest in young black boys. The film’s moving finale leaves
only Louise clearly unhappy.
At 128 minutes The New Country
is perhaps half-an-hour too long; some of the incidents seem to serve little
purpose, while the fast-cutting pop-video-style camerawork is not to my
taste. It is well-acted, particularly by Mike Almayehu as Ali. The film
is bitingly critical of the Swedish police attitudes towards asylum-seekers,
and if this portrayal is anything near the truth we shall all have to revise
our stereotypical ideas about that society.
Much
more satisfying in my view, indeed quite outstanding, is Before the
Storm, directed by Reza Parsa, who originally hails from Iran but has
lived in Sweden for many years. A tightly-plotted thriller which shows
how people can be trapped by their own past actions, the central character
is the Arab taxi-driver Ali, who has fully adapted to Swedish life, acquiring
along the way a Swedish wife Clara and two daughters. Gradually we learn
that he was once a terrorist in his original (unnamed) country, something
he has been trying to forget. Meanwhile 12-year-old Leo, son of a local
policewoman, also does something he wants to forget, as a result of suffering
at the hands of the school bully and following a conversation with Ali.
When Ali meets up with his past the two find themselves in their parallel
nightmarish situations, and with a plot involving a local arms manufacturer
and his invalid father the film builds up nicely to an almost Hitchcockian
suspense climax. The open ending leaves Ali, sitting in church after his
daughter’s confirmation, daydreaming about what might have been, and what
might indeed be in the days to come.
The
acting is excellent throughout, and I would particularly commend Emil Odepark
as the boy Leo, with his remarkable resemblance to the young Bertil Guve
who played the central character in Bergman’s Fanny and Alexander.
Parsa’s direction is unshowy and utterly mature for a man still in his
early 30s. The plot is slightly farfetched in parts, relying on coincidence
and on the unlikelihood that Clara has never suspected her husband’s violent
past. The film need not be seen as specific to Sweden, and could have been
set in any European country. It deservedly won the Grand Jury prize at
the San Sebastian Film Festival. Before the Storm could easily benefit
from a wider distribution than Swedish films are normally granted.
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