Winner of the Palme d’Or at the 2009 Cannes Film Festival, German filmmaker Michael Haneke’s latest is yet another look at the evil that men (and women and children) do.
Set in a small, pre-World War I German-Protestant village, The White Ribbon’s narrative is conveyed via the voice over of a now-aged former village schoolteacher who admits that the “strange events” about to unfurl might not reveal “the truth in every detail,” but that they “may cast a new light on some of the goings-on in this country.” In other words, what you are about to witness might be the seeds that led Germany to fall under the spell of ideological delusion, resulting in the fascist-driven turmoil that would plague Europe for the next 30 years.
Yet Haneke, ever the mind-fuck subversive, isn’t interested in delivering a straightforward sermon. The master manipulator instead unravels this damned village’s moral and psychological disintegration with unyielding restraint — only the first of the mysterious “events” actually appears on screen.
Haneke keeps both viewers and the story’s various pawns in a perpetual state of uncertainty, often sacrificing dramatic tension in the process. The ominous, chilly tone is accentuated by the use of vivid black-and-white cinematography, classically framed compositions and deliberate pacing. And while the unrecognizable cast does its best to inject life into the oblique proceedings, The White Ribbon is an oddly bloodless affair, one that only occasionally transcends Haneke’s ample formal gifts to deliver genuine emotional involvement. Grade: B
Opens Feb. 26. Check out theaters and show times, see more photos from the film and get theater details here.