Werner Herzog’s Rescue Dawn had its world premiere at the Ryerson Theatre last night to a packed house.
The film is billed in the catalogue as the fictional accompaniment to Herzog’s 1997 documentary Little Dieter Needs to Fly (a film I’ve not seen). It could easily be the war-version update of Aguirre: Wrath of God as well. The story is very simple. Cocky US navy pilot (are they any other kind) Dieter Dengler is shot down on his first mission over Laos a few years before the outbreak of the Vietnam War. Surving the crash, but quickly captured, he is imprisoned in a Laotian POW camp with several other American military personal, some of whom have been there over 2 years. The fact that America is not officially at war, that the mission was secret, and that nobody is likely coming for them does not dampen Dieters enthusiasm, but rather spurs him on to engineer an escape (of both himself and fellow prisoners) from the camp and a cross-jungle trek to Thailand in hopes of a rescue.
Not aiming to be a typical war film, Rescue Dawn is more of a survival film: Survival of the body, yes, but more so survival of the soul under relentless conditions. There are the faintest of echoes to Sam Fuller’s The Big Red One in that regard. First, there is a visceral (and gorgeous) plane crash at the beginning of the film. There are 15 minutes of casually merciless torture of Dieter by his captors before the middle section of the banal repetition of the internment in the prison camp. Finally, last half of the film is hunted men clawing, grasping and crawling their way through punishing miles of jungle. Christian Bale is an intense actor, and brings all of his sizable skills to bear to give Dengler a grim-optimism, occasionally peppered with a charming smile, under one harrowing set of circumstances after another.
The middle section of the film is the weakest. While the ensemble of actors (including excellent performances from the always interesting Steve Zahn and always similar Jeremy Davies) is very good, the tension is diffuse compared to the opening and closing sections of the film. Like Aguirre, the Jungle is the both the prison and the executioner and Rescue Dawn shines by pushing forward, not standing still. However here, the film is more intimate than distancing, and strangely that makes Rescue Dawn the weaker film of the two. The final third of the film it is Zahn, not Bale that morphs his features into the craggy and haunted look of Herzog regular Klaus Kinski and it is in a word, uncanny.
Of interest in these anti-American times, especially from European filmmakers, is that Yankee heroism here is portrayed by surviving the war in body and spirit, not by killing a host of enemies. While being German Born, Dieter is all-American in mind and heart.
The set of circumstances of Rescue Dawn are small in scope by nature, and while the film is certainly an intense experience, it is in the end, a somewhat minor entry in the war film canon of films.
Herzog’s adopted mother had died that day, so he was understandably choked up during the Q&A after the film which did not offer much insight into either the film or how it was made.
I just caught this myself this morning and I'm fairly mixed on it. It'll succeed or fail for people depending on how much they buy into Bale's character and I didn't, really. He always felt like a 'type' to me more than a person, so I just didn't identify with him enough for the film to really work and it felt over long. Zahn's great in it, though, definitely one of the most under-appreciated and under-used actors of his generation.
Oh, yes, I wholehearted agree with that statement on Zahn, he is fantastic and not always cast properly, but always elevates what he is in. I thought Bale was beyond a type, he brings a real humanity to the role, if Dengler doesn't feel complete rounded, you only have 2 scenes in the film where he is not a prisoner of the jungle...so no context unless you've seen Herzog's previous doc.
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