Reviewed by Lamar Kukuk
7/28/07
For 5 months in 1965, US
Air Force pilot Dieter Dengler endured starvation and torture as a Laotian
prisoner of war. Then, for 23 days, he battled his way through the
jungle, sharing a single sole of a shoe with a fellow escapee and eating
things you do not want to think about eating to survive. I can't
imagine how he did it, but thanks to Werner Herzog's Rescue Dawn,
I can at least imagine what he endured. It's one of the great immersive
survival movies, and if it proves to be a little slow and to contain one
really misguided performance, it also achieves a level of punishing realism
one rarely experiences at the movies.
German immigrant Dengler
(Christian Bale) grew up watching Allied bombers pummel his home and somehow
ended up dreaming of joining them. He got his wish as an Air Force
pilot participating in the pre-Vietnam War bombing of Laos. On his
first mission, he's shot down and falls into enemy hands. After much
abuse, he's dragged to a makeshift prisoner of war camp with a few other
inmates including Duane Martin (Steve Zahn) and Eugene DeBruin (Jeremy
Davies). To the man they are broken and fearful, but Dieter doesn't
know the meaning of either word. From the moment he arrives, he's
plotting escape and slowly but surely wins everyone else over. But
a successful escape would only be the beginning. As Duane ominously
reminds him, it's not their little bamboo hut that prevents escape:
the jungle around them is the real prison.
For a movie with such a deliberate
pace, Rescue Dawn is short on characterization. We never learn
all that much about Dieter or his fellow prisoners. Instead, Herzog's
camera is content to sit back and observe, and that strategy pays big dividends
as one nasty detail after another piles up. The film makes no special
effort to spotlight the horrors of eating a bowl of worms when its' all
the prisoners' jailers will provide or the most horribly realistic leech
removal scene I've ever witnessed, and these moments are all the more ghastly
because of the even-handed approach. Adding an extra layer of realism
is the amazing weight loss the stars were willing to endure: watching
familiar faces like Bale and Zahn starved into human skeletons before our
eyes is truly shocking.
Even though Dieter doesn't
offer a lot of hooks to hang onto as a character, Bale plays him like he
doesn't notice. It's a unique and spunky performance in a role that
would have left many actors simply pouting and staring into the distance.
It's essential that we see a certain playfulness to the pre-torture Dieter
since the reserves of optimism that carried him through must have been
pretty much bottomless. Zahn surprises with previously unseen dramatic
depth: the prison camp experience has broken Duane, but he does absorb
enough of Dieter's courage to keep going. But there's a real misstep
in the third major role, with Davies playing the crazed Gene pretty much
100% as Charles Manson. It's a weird, distracting choice made even
stranger by my discovery upon checking his resume afterwards that Davies
PLAYED Manson just three years ago in a TV movie. Even without the
creepy resemblance, it's a shame that while Bale, Zahn and their other
costars are as loose and spontaneous as you'll ever see actors in a war
movie, Davies is all tics, showiness and “acting”.
I had some issues with the
falling action in the last few scenes. Even if every last thing that
happens in them is true, the brutal humanity of what's come before asks
for a more respectful wrap-up than the old-school military wackiness we
get. Again, I'm not sure Herzog feels like he needs to “set a tone”
and that when wacky characters are on screen, he lets them be wacky.
Toby Huss's pilot Spook is an ironic hoot early on when he mocks survival
training films Dieter will later wish he'd watched more closely, but his
reappearance at the end is most unwelcome.
Ironically, for all it'll
be discussed as an alternative to Summer Movie spectacle, what Rescue
Dawn does best is deliver a visceral experience. Like a Cast
Away with the good sense not to follow Tom Hanks home, it allows us
to sit comfortably beside our drink holder and vicariously experience what
it would take to survive in a place where no man should be able to.
And to discover that Dieter Dengler, who passed away in 2001, must have
been one hell of a guy. |