Lets start by saying
Charlotte Gray is a great film. From the opening shot of Charlotte
Gray travelling on a train through the lush British countryside you are
quickly drawn into a story of love, courage and drama set in World War
Two.
There are hundreds of
WWII movies but this one stands out because it has a female as the main
protagonist and it is more interested in how the war influences the lives
of ‘ordinary’ people rather than in the heroics of action men.
Charlotte
(Cate Blanchett) is parachuted into occupied France to act as a courier.
Her own agenda is to find her lover, an RAF pilot, who has been shot down
in the same region. She soon becomes involved with Julien (Billy Crudup)
a young idealistic Resistance fighter, and she is sheltered by his father
(Michael Gambon).
From
the time she lands in France there is a constant sense of danger, and her
mission soon goes off course. Her constantly moaning British contact is
untrustworthy, and she becomes entangled in the arguments between Julien
and his Father. More poignant is the sub-plot about the two Jewish boys
whose parents have been whisked away by the Nazis in the middle of the
night. By protecting them Julien is blackmailed into getting his Father
arrested. Then Julien and Charlotte have the pain of seeing the Father
and the boys being sent off in a train - no doubt to a Death Camp. The
letter read by Gambon to the boys is one of those Kleenex moments that
for me overshadows Charlotte’s love story.
Gillian Armstrong’s adaptation
of Sebastian Faulks best-selling novel shows a talent comparable to David
Lean or Steven Spielberg at their
best. Indeed, I was far more impressed by Charlotte Gray than Speilberg’s
Saving Private Ryan. Certainly Spielberg showed his ability to orchestrate
great battle sequences but the story is weak and, surprisingly for one
of his productions, you never get emotionally engaged with the characters
in the same manner as you do with Charlotte Gray.
Available to buy on video
or DVD from 7 October 2002.
Nigel
Watson