Survival of the Fittest in "The Way Back"
There are few narratives more compelling than a survival story like director Peter Weir's new adventure yarn. The protagonists of The Way Back are a group of Soviet prisoners who escape the Gulag during World War II, trekking 4,000 miles from Siberia to Outer Mongolia, across the Gobi Desert, over the Great Wall, and through the Himalayas to freedom.
The source, Slavomir Rawicz's The Long Walk, was an international bestseller when published in 1956. Yeti sightings notwithstanding, it was considered a personal memoir for half a century until a BBC reporter established that Rawicz actually had been set free in a 1942 amnesty. Last year, another Polish World War II vet declared that The Long Walk was based on his story.
Ending in 1989 with the fall of Communism and thus positioned as a Cold War allegory, The Way Back remains a grueling trip — true story or not. After his wife is tortured into denouncing him, the young Polish officer Janusz (Jim Sturgess) is sent to an Arctic forced-labor camp where he immediately begins plotting his escape. The Gulag is a museum of cruelty run by tattooed thugs — one guy is casually killed for his sweater — but, as bad as humans are, nature is scarcely better. The indomitable Janusz helps knock out the prison generator during a snowstorm; along with six others, including Colin Farrell's tag-along — a cute li'l roughneck (added for the movie) with Stalin tattooed on his chest — he busts out into the howling blizzard.
The Way Back
The Way Back, starring Jim Sturgess, Colin Farrell, Ed Harris, and Saoirse Ronan. Directed by Peter Weir. Written by Keith R. Clarke and Peter Weir. Based on a novel by Slavomir Rawicz. 133 minutes. Rated PG-13.
The first night, one guy goes blind in the woods and winds up frozen solid. Thereafter, life is reduced to the essentials — digging for grubs, fighting the temptation to turn cannibal, battling wolves for scraps of meat.
The Way Back has no shortage of scenic splendor. What it lacks is drama. As undifferentiated as the escapees are, the movie is relatively uninvolving until they are joined by a gangly Polish girl (Saoirse Ronan, previously victimized in The Lovely Bones), also on the lam. Her presence precipitates the flowering of backstories and personalities, most successfully in the case of Ed Harris' crafty, lone-wolf American.
But this hardship drama is stolidly old-fashioned, more extreme travelogue than exercise in visceral horror. Rather than suffer for our sins, characters are resourceful if not triumphant paradigms of the human spirit. The Way Back makes its point. You won't complain about anything in your life after seeing this movie — at least for the next 15 minutes.
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