The
film centres on the character of Erik Ponti (Andreas Wilson)
who gets expelled from school for beating up his fellow students
and gets sent off to a boarding school where the senior boys
in the sixth form take it upon themselves to dish out cruel
punishment as and when they see fit - which is pretty much all
the time, as it happens. So that’s nice. Based on the
semi-autobiographical novel by Jan Guillou (surprisingly called
Ondskan) it was nominated for an Academy Award in 2003 for Best
Foreign Film. Not an obvious choice, I’ll admit, and rather
ironic on America’s part considering he was unable to
attend because the US Government has him listed as a terrorist
for his outspoken opinions on the US led War on Terror…sweet.
He’s shaping
up to have some pretty good credentials, methinks. From such
sterling stuff the film adaptation seems pretty tame in comparison.
Andreas Wilson puts in a marvellous performance, however, as
the put upon Erik and helps to convince us of the characters
predicament and his struggle against the oppressive stuck-up
bullies. Erik’s character has a rather cliché-ridden
troubled home life though (father-in-law beats him for any minor
backchat while mother ignores it by playing piano) but Wilson
brings him to life with all the macho posturing and sullen looks
that the role demands and a handsome fella he is, too. Perhaps
he is the long lost Scandinavian brother of Owen, Luke and Andrew
struggling for cash while his Hollywood brethren rake it in.
He’s a hero
almost too good to believe. When confronted by the council of
seniors he refuses to do as they say making him an outcast in
the school, albeit one whose championed by the sports teacher
and told to win the swimming races ‘for the lower classes’.
The sports teacher is, for me, a somewhat strange character.
He convinces Erik to beat the favoured senior at swimming, telling
him sport is democratic and that it will give the lower classes
the champion they need and then sort of leaves him to confront
the consequences alone. Not what Erik would’ve hoped for,
but he’s a strong lad and one with certain masochistic
tendencies. He seems to like getting hit – and hit a lot
– at one point letting someone stub a cigar out on his
chest (admirably, this is to protect the big wus that is his
roommate, Pierre) without so much as flinching. An act that
doesn’t go unnoticed by the bookish Pierre (Henrik Lundström)
who sees fit to comment on what a crazy thing that is to do.
But the subject of his masochism isn’t really broached
again, so we’re left to draw our own conclusions. There’s
also a certain homoerotic charge between him and Pierre that’s
never really fully divulged or explored…but maybe I’m
just reading too much into it.
Erik’s rebellious
tendencies are noted early on in the film. Before he leaves
for boarding school, we see Elvis pictures on his wall (young
snake-hipped Elvis) placing the story in a cultural and historical
context (we’re in the 50’s). Also when he first
arrives and meets Pierre they discuss Rebel Without A Cause
and its relative merits. Which also offers a neat little parallel
(read: Erik as Jimmy Dean and Pierre as Sal Mineo). This man’s
a rebel without a pause. Plus it’s also a nice little
metaphor for what was going on in Sweden at the time when the
old order of fascism (represented by the bullies and most of
the teachers) was beginning to be overcome by the democratic
values of the West or USA (Erik, his swimming teacher, Pierre).
And so onto the perpetrators,
the bullies, and an evil conniving bunch they are too. The leader
of this friendly lot is Otto Silverhielm (or Shitty-hielm as
Eric likes to call him) played to slimy perfection by Gustaf
Skarsgård. He truly is repulsive, all neo-nazi blond locks
and evil gazes and he gives Erik a veritable smorgasbord of
protracted and bloody beatings in the dining hall of all places.
His attitude is, perhaps, a little too evil which, sadly, undermines
the authenticity of the character. At one point he leaves Erik
out in the cold tied to some stakes after ordering some pupils
to pour scalding hot water over him. Slightly over the top,
don’t you think? He could certainly cut his way with the
best of the filmic bad guys. He’d give Saruman and Vada
a run for their money. Any lip from Vada and he’d be getting
a swift pang on the head with a butter knife…that’ll
learn ‘im!
It’s got some
confident directing from Mikael Håfström and some
fine performances from the young actors. The brooding good looks
of Andreas Wilson must surely mean Hollywood beckons (watch
out Owen!) and Henrik Lundström gives a fine performance
as Pierre, nerdish yet assured, and all the seniors give suitably
nasty turns as the vicious bullies. It’s not a bad film…really.
Unfortunately what lets it down is the predictable plot and
sometimes corny (read: unconvincing) resolutions. For example,
not wanting to ruin the story, the way that Erik deals with
his ‘evil’ father-in-law is a little too neat and
tidy and doesn’t add weight or credibility to the rest
of the tale. This is a shame, really, because the build-up to
the end is great stuff. Alas, I feel it’s a little overlong
as well, but I shall certainly be looking out for future films
from Mikael and I’ll expect to see Andreas in the Hollywood
remake (if he can fend off his siblings)…coming to a multiplex
near you soon.