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- REVIEWS, Page 90CINEMAThe Third Man Scheme
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- By RICHARD CORLISS
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- TITLE: Zentropa
- DIRECTOR: Lars von Trier
- WRITERS: Lars von Trier and Niels Vorsel
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- THE BOTTOM LINE: The staid European cinema comes alive
- with an epic as big and mysterious as the Continent.
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- There is a new style in European cinema -- finally. For
- three decades, since Michelangelo Antonioni and Robert Bresson
- made anomie fashionable, European directors have dreamed -- or
- nightmared -- small. Their movies are dyspeptic miniatures:
- people sitting at a kitchen table, silent, sullen, waiting for
- the worst. Everybody, on both sides of the camera, has the
- glums. The camerabatic dazzle of, say, the French New Wave is
- now politically incorrect -- as if displaying any effervescence
- of imagination would betray a yearning for Hollywood's technical
- and narrative know-how. So the European cinema has aged like a
- movie star who retired decades ago. The question isn't even,
- "When did she die?" Instead it's, "Oh, is she still alive?"
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- Zentropa gives signs that the answer is yes. This
- existential melodrama was originally known as Europa, and Danish
- director Lars von Trier's ambition is that vast: Continent-wide.
- Set on a German train rumbling through the rubble of World War
- II -- but suggesting the recent chaos of post-communist Europe
- -- Zentropa plays like a hallucinogenic remake of The Third Man.
- A naive American, Leo (Jean-Marc Barr), walks into a web of
- political duplicity spun by a desperate provocateuse (Barbara
- Sukowa), a cynical Allied officer (Eddie Constantine) and lots
- of supporting sharks and werewolves. And where is Harry Lime,
- the charming, murderous third man? Everywhere. Everyone has
- something to prove or hide -- everyone but Leo. Which makes him,
- in the movie's seen-it-all eyes, the real villain. The elemental
- crime is to take no side, to do nothing.
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- Von Trier will never be nailed on that rap. He
- passionately promotes himself and European movies. At last
- year's Cannes festival, when this film lost out to the Hollywood
- comedy Barton Fink, Von Trier threw a snit fit, angrily claiming
- that his movie was bolder and better. He was right. Zentropa
- plunders the film vocabulary -- back projection and
- superimposition, black-and-white with shrieks of color -- to
- anchor its weirdness in classical technique. The legerdemain
- reminds you of the artificial nature of movies even as it draws
- you back to the era when pictures seduced the audience into a
- communal trance.
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- Like The Nasty Girl from Germany, Toto le Heros from
- Belgium and Delicatessen from France, Zentropa finds movie
- energy in spiritual malaise. These films take their cue from the
- dystopic visions of Blade Runner and Brazil -- pictures set in
- the future but cluttered with decor from the film noir past. The
- imagery possesses a kind of dour voluptuousness: bleak and busy.
- Their crammed, skewed compositions excite the eye. These movies
- won't push Lethal 3 off the multiplex screen; they can't compete
- with Hollywood product. And that is the happy point. They are
- appealingly strange -- different from the American behemoths
- but, unlike most examples of European cine-minimalism, not less.
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- Zentropa is the strangest. It has the overweening will to
- be a masterpiece and the verve nearly to carry it off. Big,
- enthralling and, frankly, nuts, Zentropa gives notice that
- European cinema is alive and kicking, one more time.
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