Genre:
Drama/Suspense Thriller
Director: James Marsh
Cast: Gael Garcia Bernal, William Hurt, Pell
James, Paul Dano, Laura Helena Harring
RunTime: 1 hr 45 mins
Released By: Cathay-Keris Films
Rating: R21(Mature Content)
Opening Day: 18 January 2007
Synopsis:
In this powerful and dramatic thriller about betrayal and
bitter revenge, a handsome young US Marine called Elvis (GAEL
GARCIA BERNAL - The Motorcycle Diaries, Y Tu Mama Tambien,
Amores Perros) returns to his Preacher father's sleepy hometown
dreaming for some kind of reconciliation - having been abandoned
by the man as a child. Elvis walks through the world with
an effortless charm, and seems to be the very embodiment of
hope and enthusiasm. But now the Preacher (WILLIAM HURT -
The Village, A.I.) has a new family, and is in no mood to
confront his past mistakes, so he callously rejects Elvis
again - and this flippant act of cruelty sets off a course
of action from which the Preacher and his family may never
recover... Written by Milo Addica (Monster's Ball, Birth),
THE KING is a controversial tale of tragic retaliation and
twisted love.
Movie
Review:
The King referred to in the “The King” is by no
means a companion piece to Stephen Frears’s “The
Queen” but nestles into a more reserved and darkly enamouring
portrait of a humanistic animal that thrusts himself into
idyllic Americana, a bastard in all sense of the word.
“The
King” is unsettlingly aorist in its attempt to create
a monstrous human named Elvis (Gael Garcia Bernal) and only
hints at the rationale behind the shocking madness and chaos
that he brings upon the revered Reverend Sandow (William Hurt),
the well-liked minister of a church in Texas and his family.
It sets up a confrontation between the two Kings (the other
being Jesus of course) so delicately delivered that it tears
the misguided minister’s life apart as his sinful past
hangs ominously above him.
The
charismatically endowed Bernal uses that particular gift to
the fullest extent in his first English-speaking role. He
charms those around him with a smile on his face and a wide-eyed
naiveté that hides frightening intelligence and malevolence.
Straight out of the Navy, he makes his way and traces his
past to Corpus Christi to locate someone specific. When Elvis
does find the Reverend Sandow, he puts a face on the preacher’s
sordid past, one that the pastor left behind after he met
Christ. Both men come to a standstill as their feelings are
laid bare and wounded.
Too
mapped out to consider the film a character study of Bernal’s
Elvis Valderez, it’s more concerned with the effects
of an intruding figure into the strictly Christian family’s
existence. The virginal daughter’s sudden encroachment
into womanhood takes a twisted turn while a Bible-thumper
in training is given a rude shock about his devotion to his
faith. The pastoral patriarch finds no solace in his God as
the silent wife stands on the wayside but understands more
than anyone else realises. Even then, we’re left to
figure out the overtures and aftermath of the preceding and
proceeding actions of each character, each one phenomenally
acted upon. It’s a refreshing and brave venture that
strikes deep into the heart of those lauded all-American values,
revealing the shallow facades and decadence that lie beneath
a conceit of morality.
The
allusions to Biblical iconography are the focal point of the
film. The hypocrisies and delusions of Christian fundamentalism
are given the full work around by director James Marsh with
the co-scripting of Milo Addica whose most recognised works
in “Monster’s Ball” and “Birth”
share fleeting semblances with the characters in “The
King”. These are the characters that are so understated
and subtle in their motivations, and so removed from their
own reality that we become enthralled by their obsessions
and casuistries. The camera follows Elvis so languidly and
breezily that the red-state coastal city seems a natural locale
for this story’s Shakespearean portions of betrayal,
incest and bloodshed.
Movie Rating:
(Disturbing and turbulent with a great ensemble)
Review
by Justin Deimen
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