Showing posts with label Thirty Years' War. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thirty Years' War. Show all posts

Monday, April 2, 2018

Alatriste (2006)



                I finally got to see one of my great white whales.  “Alatriste” (also known as “Alatriste:  The Spanish Musketeer”) is a Spanish film based on the literary character Captain Diego Alatriste.  He is the main character in an ongoing series of novels by Arturo Perez-Reverte.  the author began the series after being appalled that his daughter’s history textbook had very little about Spain during its Golden Age of the 16th and 17th Century.  That is surprising since that period was the last time Spain was a consequential power.  I would have thought those centuries would have gotten a lot of coverage and the textbook would have ended with them.  Perez-Reverte decided not to go with the other obvious choice – a conquistador.  Instead, Alatriste is a musketeer fighting in the Dutch War of Independence (or the Eighty Years’ War, as the movie calls it).  The movie was directed by Agustin Diaz Yanes.  Yanes and Perez-Reverte co-wrote the screenplay and they must have been told there would be no sequel because they included incidents from the first five novels in the series and foreshadowed events from future novels.  The movie was the second most expensive movie in Spanish cinema history.  It underperformed at the box office.

                “Alatriste” is set in the 17th Century.  Spain is powerful.  King Philip IV rules a large empire that is supposed to include the Netherlands, Belgium, and Luxembourg.  The Dutch have been in revolt since 1568.  Diego Alatriste is a Spanish soldier fighting in Flanders in 1622.  He and his men are wading in a river with their muskets over their heads.  Diego blows on his match occasionally to keep it glowing.  They are conducting a camisado which is a tactic involving a night attack on a hopefully sleepy enemy position.  In this case, they are attacking a fort to spike the cannons.  The ensuing melee is intense with stabbings and musket fire.  It’s a great opening.  Very atmospheric.  Who are these guys?  What are they fighting about?  It turns out that Diego is a mercenary/assassin/soldier.  And an adventurer and ladies’ man.  And he wears the coolest hat in war movie history.

                “Alatriste” follows several arcs.  Diego is a father-figure for young Inigo.  Their relationship evolves into that of comrades-in-arms.  Diego has a romantic relationship with an actress named Maria.  It’s a roller coaster ride.  Inigo has his own romance with a femme fatale named Angelica.  And there is something going on between Diego and a man in black.  Malatesta is a Sicilian hit man (like every other Sicilian male in cinema).  He and Diego remind of Tuco and Blondie in “The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly”.   Another arc gets Diego entangled in political machinations.  The Inquisition makes an appearance.  Diego and Malatesta are sent to assassinate the Prince of Wales and the Duke of Buckingham.  Diego is sometimes a pawn, but he’s a dashing hero.  Actually, he’s an anti-hero, but with a conscience.

                The movie is episodic.  As the arcs play out, we get set pieces like the siege of Breda and the Battle of Rocroi.  There is also an intense scene involving robbing gold from a ship.  The action is graphic.  The movie has more stabbing than a slasher film.   Breda and Rocroi are rare movie coverage of the Thirty Years’ War.  At Breda, Diego endures the rain and mud in the trenches (they had them back then!).  And snipers!  He and his men are sent into a tunnel that reminds of “The Great Escape” without the rollers.  You don’t see medieval-style mining much.  The movie finishes strong with Rocroi.  We get to see the Spanish tercio (similar to a Greek phalanx) in action.  Pikemen and musketeers, plus a dose of cavalry.  Diego and Inigo use swords, of course. 

                “Alatriste” is an epic.  It even has the Hans Zimmer type music.  The sets are grand and two scenes are staged to resemble Velasquez paintings.  Nice touch!  Velasquez is mentioned in the movie.  And one of the characters is the poet Francisco de Quevedo.  This cat deserves a biopic of his own.   Look him up.  Alatriste deserved his, too.  And Viggo Mortensen was perfectly cast as him.  He is outstanding as the war and political weary protagonist.  The rest of the cast is average and the facial hair will make you wish they had hired the make-up artist from “Gettysburg”.  In fact, a little more facial hair variety might have helped in identifying the characters.  The ones that I could identify by face were well-developed.  Malatesta, for instance, is intriguing.  It was hard to tell whether I was supposed to hiss every time he hit the screen.  The two lead females are not prim.
 
                “Alatriste” is slow moving at times and the action scenes are high quality, but low quantity.  The movie tries to cover too much ground.  At one point it jumps ten years.  Overall, Diego goes from a swashbuckling lothario to a grizzled geezer.  His hat wears better than he does.  You’d age too if you had to deal with the Inquisition and regular Spanish politics.  Those politics involve dueling, naturally.  The sword play is realistic, not showy.  Hell, Diego even loses one.  The wounds and deaths are appropriately gritty.  The two battle scenes give the history fan a taste of what 17th Century warfare must have been like.  Where else are you going to see a rendition of the Battle of Rocroi?  That battle is recognized as one of the most important in history.  It marked the end of the dominance of the Spanish tercio and coincidentally the greatness of Spain.  While not a particularly accurate depiction, kudos for bringing it to the silver screen.

                The closest equivalent to “Alatriste” is “Barry Lyndon”.  Both are epics that mix sexual and political antics with a war scenario.  “Alatriste” is much better entertainment.  Both are too long, but it has some dynamic action scenes along with a more appealing main character.  Plus, Alatriste would kick Lyndon’s ass any day of the week.

GRADE  =  B+    

BATTLE OF ROCROI


Monday, July 18, 2016

FORGOTTEN GEM? The Last Valley (1970)




                “The Last Valley” is a movie set in the Thirty Years’ War.  It was written and directed by James Clavell and is based on the novel by J. B. Pick.  It was shot in Austria.  Although you would think the public was pining for a movie about the Thirty Years’ War, the movie was a flop.  It turns out that people did not care about a complex religious war in Germany in the 17th Century.  Go figure.

                A former teacher named Vogel (Omar Sharif) escapes from a hellish landscape of raping, looting, and murder to find refuge in an isolated village in a picturesque valley that is untouched by the war.  This paradise is about to be sullied with the arrival of a mercenary band led by “the Captain” (Michael Caine).  Vogel suggests they agree to a détente with the villagers.  When one of the men questions this wimpy attitude, the Captain stabs him – end of discussion.  The villagers know the alternative to sharing their village and themselves (if they are women) is worse than any alternatives so they make the best of the situation.  Talk about dysfunction.  Throw in the religious fanaticism and you get a gooey mess.  The movie is not content to explore the obvious Catholicism versus Protestantism angle of the war.  We get a fanatical priest and a witch!  Someone (or two) are headed for a burning at the stake. 

                All this fellowship must come to an end, however.  One of the mercenaries has a dispute with the Captain and returns to the valley with another crew.  There is a mediocre battle that features uncanny accuracy from muskets.  The village sides with their thugs over these unknown thugs.  When spring approaches, it’s time for the boys to get back to work.  There is a siege going on that promises looting and killing.  This live and let live stuff has gotten old.

                I have not read the book so I cannot compare it to the screenplay.  I would hope it makes more sense than the film.  Maybe that was intended because God knows the war made little sense.  You will not learn much about the war from the movie.  You do get the accurate impression that the war was a conflict between Protestants and Catholics.  You also learn that neither religion was in the right.  The ignorant peasants are full of religious ignorance and superstition.  The mercenary nature of the warfare is also highlighted.  And the nasty nature.  At least they are using authentic weaponry.  

                This is a pretty bleak movie.  None of the characters is likeable.  I think the Captain is supposed to grow on you and he does, like a fungus.  In fact, there are several schizophrenic characters.  It does not help that the acting is poor.  Caine and Sharif are solid, but the rest of the cast is weak.  They make up for this with being incredibly well-groomed for the 17th Century.

                In conclusion, this could have been a good movie on a war that deserves at least one decent film.  Unfortunately, the movie tries to do too much and throws in too many diverse characters.  The symbolism of the idyllic valley that is eventually poisoned by the reality of human nature is a bit trite.  Hammering the theme that all religion is bad is also trite.  It also tries too hard to be anti-war.  You don’t have to try hard if you are dealing with possibly the worst war in history.

GRADE  =  D