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The Winslow Boy (1998)
by Arthur Lazere
The Winslow Boy may as well have Oscars emblazoned
on its celluloid. Without question the best English language
film of 1999 to date, it is the one to beat, and it stands as
an instant classic. Never before have we heard an
audience of critics, those jaded and "show me" journalists,
burst into applause at the end of a film. And that, too, a
film with an exchange about talking to the press:
"What shall I say to them?"
"Whatever you say will have little bearing on what
they write."
David Mamet has taken a fresh look at Terence
Rattigan's stage play based on a true incident that occurred
in 1908. A 13 year old student was accused of a petty theft
and expelled from school, despite his protests of
innocence. The boy's father believed an injustice to be done and sought legal recourse in a case
that drew national attention. (Rattigan's play was made into a film in the late 1940s with an all
star cast including Robert Donat, Cedric Hardwicke, and Margaret Leighton.)
Any story based on righting a wrong, seeking fairness in an
unfair world, already has a certain edge in gaining an
audience's sympathy. Compound that basic premise with the
plot line of an ordinary citizen going up against the
intransigence of a self-protective establishment in a stratified,
hierarchical society still bound up in nineteenth century mores.
Then add intelligent characters, fully rounded characterizations,
and a first rate group of actors playing with subtlety and charm.
Throw in a Prince Charming for whom we can root to be won over by our delightfully
independent heroine. It all adds up to one terrific movie.
But it doesn't stop there, because Mamet is a man of ideas, not
formulas. His story reflects its period, a time when values and social
structure were changing rapidly, even before the acceleration of change
that was catalyzed by World War I. At its center, the boy's father is very
much the ruler of his family roost, stern, but imbued with a sense of
fairness that motivates him to fight a costly and draining battle on behalf
of his young son. Nigel Hawthorne's performance in this role is brilliant,
the articulation of his lines as one with the expressiveness of his
demeanor. You know he means it when he says, "A gramophone is out of
place in a civilized home!" You marvel with him at the vacuity of a
newspaper reporter whose main concern for her story is the fabric from which the draperies are
made. While he plays the formality and surface brusqueness of the patriarch, the underlying
gentleness and love for his family shines through.
His daughter and ally in the battle is a Suffragette, an agent of social change. When she goes to
Parliament to observe her brother's case being debated, she must sit in a separate women's
gallery. Rebecca Pidgeon is convincing, in her zeal both for legal justice for her brother and
social justice in a male dominated society. Her vulnerability to the standards for women of her
class and time is expressed in her concern for her unmarried state as she approaches 30, her
deteriorating relationship with her tradition-bound fianc�, and her willingness to seriously
consider the suit of his rival, the bumbling family lawyer.
Gemma Jones as the patient mother who wonders if her husband so
doggedly pursues the case for justice or for pride, Jeremy Northam as the
legal and romantic white knight, and Guy Edwards as the Winslow boy
are all just right in their roles. Mamet's script is wonderfully lean and
clear, with the occasional Mametisms to remind us who our writer is: "Of
course not. Of course not. Of course it is not a little case, nothing of the
sort."
The film has a dark visual palette, almost entirely interior settings, and
a hauntingly lovely musical score that underlines without being intrusive.
It is a remarkable accomplishment to bring a film like this to the
theaters, a film that can proclaim without seeming mawkish, "You shall not side with the great
against the powerless" and "It is easy to do justice. It is very hard to do right." In a market that
largely seems to prefer sci fi thrillers and gross out comedies, what a joy to have a civilized film
about people and ideas that is rooted in another time, yet seems utterly relevant for right now.
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