Attack On Darfur Reviews
Directed by: Uwe Boll
R, 1 hr. 44 min.
Release Date: November 6, 2009
Here is a dramatised documentory film of a particular explanitory incedent of both attrocities and a more global view of a predicament for humanitarians to solve.
Not much characterization except some background suggesting brand-name on persons to get even an idea of different types or attitudes the cast would portray.
Our embellished acts to view drove home a boring if not frustraightingly tear jerky feeling of helplessness for the victims like this somwhere in the world, many times over, even at the same time.
Who is really to blame here and conclusive result must there be, this you can see for 'right freakin now' in your own hearts, what would you have done/chose to accept it. Outright this story is told (can't miss 'it') and the distruction of this viewpoint of record is a very known option posing vunerability to millions in safe moral contentment, be very aware of this fact.
And so alas we're not all a wealthy celeb able to adopt multitudes of babies, saving thier lives in doing so,.
I'll leave you with that notion of human rights inilation, not just an afternoons events at a gastly village confrontation of a gurilla warfare defensive 'desparate situation'.
Arab horsemen arrive. They are armed with AK47 and RPGs. They are lead by a handsome, well spoken, heartless Arab dressed entirely in black. Again, from central casting. I thought he might say 'No, Mr Bond, I expect you to die'. There follows 80 minutes of unremitting, graphic violence. Everyone is chased though the village, cornered, rounded up and shot or hacked to death with machetes, spears and wooden stakes. Women are raped, babies thrown on the grounded and shot or hacked. Blood, limbs and heads abound. The unremitting inevitability of death reminded me of Funny Games but without the art, style and direction. It is a sort of post modern Scarface meets 300 without the jokes. The blood, violence and gore continues, pointlessly for 80 minutes. There are 20 minutes at the end when 3 journos return only to be killed in the action.
All it produced in me was a rising anger against Boll for producing this nasty, sickening and harrowing piece of torture porn. If you want to know about Darfur read Wikipedia and then try and find a film that has a decent story line, character development, non gratuitous violence (ie finely judged and essential to the point and the narrative drive of the film) embedded in a developing plot. Also, try and find a film that doesn't press you with the disproportionate premis that Arab = bad and everyone else = good. I am not a Moslem.
I should also add it is filmed in the most annoying and jerky handheld quasi-documentary style. If the whole effort wasn't so awful I would say it was a work of 1st year film student fans of The Blair Witch Project and Cloverfield. There was no sense of perspective, proportion or judgment. This film was Bollocks (why hasn't this word hasn't been applied the director before). I dont know what the great actor David OHara was doing in it.
Do not wait. Do not go by the negative reviews on this website. See this film. Now.