Hunger (2008)
Country: GB/EIRE
Technical: col/2.35:1 96m
Director: Steve McQueen
Cast: Stuart Graham, Laine Megaw, Michael Fassbender
Synopsis:
The story of the Bobby Sands hunger strike seen first through the eyes of a prison warder, then from the perspective of other detainees and a catholic priest, and finally Sands himself.
Review:
A harrowing film, it adopts as closely as possible the stance of a third person narrator hovering over its participants. Setups are typically long so as to give full rein to the observationist aesthetic; the gaze on faeces and urine and the flesh and blood essence of the human condition is unflinching and will be hard to stomach for some. Paradoxically, as the protagonist slips nearer and nearer to death the images take on a more ravishing hue as he reminisces about his cross-country running in Donegal, although the crows hover implacably.
Country: GB/EIRE
Technical: col/2.35:1 96m
Director: Steve McQueen
Cast: Stuart Graham, Laine Megaw, Michael Fassbender
Synopsis:
The story of the Bobby Sands hunger strike seen first through the eyes of a prison warder, then from the perspective of other detainees and a catholic priest, and finally Sands himself.
Review:
A harrowing film, it adopts as closely as possible the stance of a third person narrator hovering over its participants. Setups are typically long so as to give full rein to the observationist aesthetic; the gaze on faeces and urine and the flesh and blood essence of the human condition is unflinching and will be hard to stomach for some. Paradoxically, as the protagonist slips nearer and nearer to death the images take on a more ravishing hue as he reminisces about his cross-country running in Donegal, although the crows hover implacably.
Country: GB/EIRE
Technical: col/2.35:1 96m
Director: Steve McQueen
Cast: Stuart Graham, Laine Megaw, Michael Fassbender
Synopsis:
The story of the Bobby Sands hunger strike seen first through the eyes of a prison warder, then from the perspective of other detainees and a catholic priest, and finally Sands himself.
Review:
A harrowing film, it adopts as closely as possible the stance of a third person narrator hovering over its participants. Setups are typically long so as to give full rein to the observationist aesthetic; the gaze on faeces and urine and the flesh and blood essence of the human condition is unflinching and will be hard to stomach for some. Paradoxically, as the protagonist slips nearer and nearer to death the images take on a more ravishing hue as he reminisces about his cross-country running in Donegal, although the crows hover implacably.