Thriller 'Blindness' Nails the Bleak Before Succumbing to the Sap

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Blindness nails the bleak before succumbing to the sap

 

Fernando Meirelles’ mostly harrowing adaptation of José Saramago’s international best-seller Blindness mixes the high-velocity pace and stylishness of the Brazilian director’s breakout City of God with the Portuguese author’s thinly metaphysical horror thriller. Unflinching at best and treacly at worst, the film unveils its apocalyptic scenario with visceral intensity, but lacks the emotional sophistication to rise above schadenfreude kicks.

Set in a gray, metallic, modern metropolis (actually São Paolo, later mixed in with Montevideo), the film opens with a man (Yusuke Iseya) in a car stopped at a traffic light who suddenly loses his vision. Another man (screenwriter Don McKellar), who drives him home and later steals his car, also falls prey to the mysterious “white blindness,” as does the first victim’s doctor (Mark Ruffalo). Soon, the entire human population finds itself engulfed in a milky sightlessness, save one: the doctor’s wife (Julianne Moore).

Meirelles, working with his Brazilian cinematographer, César Charlone, establishes the plague’s outbreak with visual flair, evoking the experience of the ivory blindness through blurry and brightly overexposed frames. The images are dreamily beautiful and attempt to give the viewer a palpable sense of the protagonists’ plight (which the novel evokes with its lack of punctuation and stream-of-consciousness prose). But the film doesn’t spend much time or attention probing the actual terror of the affliction or the cruel randomness with which it strikes. Curiously, it’s not the all-encompassing whiteout that freaks out the characters so much as the conflicts that arise between them.

Like Saramago, Meirelles doesn’t care about the medical or psychological specifics of blindness, nor is he interested in the fate of any one human, but rather humanity as a whole. The allegory works occasionally, as in the film’s artful attention to naked bodies of all shapes, sizes and ages. On the other hand, when the six or so characters we’ve met before all coincidentally show up in the same hospital room in the same large detention center, the theatrical setup awkwardly recalls any number of Twilight Zone episodes.

However, as the quarantine facility overcrowds with more bodies, waste and detritus, Blindness finds its compelling way. Muck and madness take over. The tension ratchets up another notch when a wild-eyed Gael García Bernal arrives as a self-christened “King” and takes control of the hospital’s food supply. When he and his gang eventually demand women in exchange for sustenance, the film reaches its apex of moral degradation and misanthropy.

From there, it’s all downhill. In the meandering third act, cleansing rains and precious resolutions wash away most of the trauma—this is a Miramax movie, after all. Even Children of Men, 2006’s exhilarating, similarly apocalyptic adventure, had a hopeful ending. For more trenchant Armageddon, there’s Michael Haneke’s Time of the Wolf; for more tongue-in-cheek, there’s Blindness scribe McKellar’s directorial debut, Last Night; adding to the pile-up, John Hillcoat’s adaptation of Cormac McCarthy’s post-apocalyptic The Road comes out in November. We just can’t get enough of this stuff.

Panned in Cannes, Blindness has since lost a reportedly ponderous voice-over spoken by Danny Glover, who appears as an old sage with a none-too-subtle eye patch—undoubtedly a wise move. Blindness is strongest when it’s not trying to say anything, but instead conveying the sheer desperation of its characters. Whether we’re watching Moore (excellent here in primal mode) commit an act of bloodthirsty vengeance with a pair of scissors or escape a horde of starving humans who can smell her stash of food, Blindness pulls the viewer into its nightmarish vision and dares us to watch how mankind—on the levels of both government and individual—fails to cope in times of chaos. And considering the current headlines, maybe that’s insightful enough.

 

Blindness was directed by Fernando Meirelles; written by Don McKellar, based on the novel by José Saramago. Opens Fri. Countywide.

 
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