Film: The Book Thief (2013)
Stars: Sophie Nelisse, Geoffrey
Rush, Emily Watson, Ben Schnetzer, Nico Liersch
Director: Brian Percival
Oscar History: 1 nomination (Best Original Score)
Snap Judgment Ranking: 3/5
stars
I’ve never read the book.
There, I’ve said it, now just look away while I hide my shame. Don’t you feel this way sometimes when
there’s a movie made of a book that you clearly
should have read by now (The Help is
another recent example, as is Extremely
Loud and Incredibly Close).
It’s not like not reading Twilight
or even The Hunger Games-those
are for a certain cliques of teenage girls, and the rest of the world just
happened to enjoy them too. The Book Thief was a critical and
commercial smash, and is something we all should have read by now, considering
how long it’s been on the shelves of our local Target. But I haven’t, and while I own it and
part of me wanted to quickly read it before I wrote this review, I probably
won’t get to it until my annual Christmas book extravaganza (I celebrate
Christmas in a land with no internet or Blu-Ray players, so catching up on
reading is the best thing I can do at that time).
Anyway, since I hadn’t read the book, I didn’t know going into this
film what to expect, and while it was wildly predictable, I didn’t hate the
movie (I haven’t read the reviews yet, but considering the Rotten Tomatoes
score I’d imagine that they found it saccharine and schmaltzy). My gut reaction with these sorts of
stories is to roll my eyes-children who find adventure in the harshest of times
is a really, really tired narrative that has been done a thousand times, but
like all familiar stories, they can be revitalized when you have the write
combination of actors and characters.
(Spoilers Ahead) In this
way, the film succeeds, particularly when you look at the two parents of our
young heroine Liesel (Nelisse).
Both her adopted mother Rosa (Watson) and father Hans (Rush) fit neatly
into the archetypes of stereotypical adoptive parents (she’s stern, he’s
indulgent), but these are not performers that one tosses away lightly, and
while the film is far too cheerful and pristine for a War film (it looks like
most of the movie was shot within a Christmas card), Rush, and particularly
Watson find moments to anchor with gravitas and a little bit of hidden
depth. There’s a great scene with
Watson and Nelisse in her school where she pulls her out of class to tell her
that the Jewish man living with them (the gorgeous Ben Schnetzer) won’t die of
pneumonia. This moment gives
Watson a great scene to hold back when other actresses would have gone further,
fighting for more emotional pull when less is more.
The movie checkmarks all of the usual boxes when it comes to a World
War II film-the rise of Hitler, the persecution of Jews in hiding, the enormous
overreach of the Gestapo-but it never finds a new way to tell the story. Though I hadn’t read the story to know
what was originally in the book, I do know that it translates very well cinematically. There’s no scenes where I felt “ this
doesn’t make sense,” which is usually the hallmark of a bad translation. I will say, though, that not all of the
elements worked that were clear carry-overs from the novel, principally Death
as the narrator. I was speaking
with my dad (who has read the book)
and learned that it wasn’t always apparent in the novel that Death was the
narrator, which is clever in its own way, but doesn’t work onscreen. In particular, when Death, after the
bombing of the city, starts listing the people who have died as a result of
this destruction, I found everything about the scene very anticlimactic. I could see how this would be
brilliantly effective in the book (the way each sentence would pluck away a
character that you thought would live), but in the film it seems too melodic,
and doesn’t give you the same emotional impact.
I have maintained a pretty confident swagger regarding the film and
Oscar, and though the reviews have made me rethink that, I do think it has a
serious pair of chances with Academy favorites John Williams (the composer) and
Anna B. Sheppard (the costume designer).
Williams has been discussed here many times before, but it is
extraordinarily rare for him to miss out on a nomination, and this is his only
film this year that could potentially make the cut. The music has all of his trademark lush strings, and while
some may argue that it’s a bit safe, that’s what the Academy enjoys here, and
there’s no denying the artistry.
Plus, I think the Academy, if they see the film, will have the same
reaction as my aunt, who whispered as the first credits started to roll, “this
is beautiful music,” and then saw Williams’ name and said, “oh, well now that
makes sense.”
Sheppard received both of her previous Oscar nominations for Holocaust
films (Schindler’s List and The Pianist) and this year has a marked
lack of major period films (at least the periods Oscar usually goes for). Outside of The Great Gatsby, The Wolf of Wall Street, and 12 Years a Slave, I don’t see a really strong fourth and fifth nominee,
and the Costume branch is more than happy to go with a flop when they need to
do so.
Either way, I think this is a pleasant enough film to see with a loved
one, even if it adds little of substance.
What were your thoughts?
For those of you who loved the novel, what was your reaction? And do you think Sheppard or Williams
can sneak in and get this film into the OVP? Share in the comments!
No comments:
Post a Comment