Review - Beyond the Hills/Dupa Dealuri


Cristina Flutur (centre of picture) as the novice nun in Cristian Mungiu's Beyond the Hills

 

 
 
London Film Festival, 2012-10-14

 

The Romanian director Cristian Mungiu’s most well known film to date, 4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days, followed a pair of student girls in 1980s Bucharest into a grubby hotel where a back-street abortionist first took their money, then demanded extra payment on top, of a sexual kind. After he’d had his way, and then performed his grisly termination, the girls went down to the hotel restaurant, where the only food on offer was a plate of all-too-reminiscent offal, blood sausage and cold cuts of meat.

Roll end titles, and first up is a credit stating that the film was from the series “Tales from the Golden Age”. It’s this sort of stygian black humour that marked out Mungiu as a man to watch, a director in the Billy Wilder vein who clearly had no truck with the idea that in the old days, under Ceausescu, things were fun.

His latest film also follows two young women on a grim journey but this time his focus and intention are quite different.

It’s 2007 and a pair of girls who grew up together in a children’s home are reunited. Voichita (Cosmina Stratan) is visiting from Germany, where she’s being doing comparatively well paid barwork. She stays with Alina (Cristina Flutur), now a novice nun at a local monastery where attitudes to life and the world don’t appear to have changed much since medieval times.

If 4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days was a brilliant stone-faced comedy, this is something more ambitious still – an attempt to get into the mindset of people we don’t understand and then to explain their actions from their own perspective.

I say actions because something happens to one of the girls while she’s there, something rather horrible. But Mungiu’s concern is to keep our focus not on these two rather charming young women – whose almost animal attachment to each other says more about the way they were mistreated as children in the orphanage than any amount of flashbacks (there are none). Instead he wants us to see things through the eyes of the devout adherents of the simple strenuous life up on the mountain.

Powell and Pressburger did something almost similar in Black Narcissus in 1947, showing us from inside the nunnery how sexual frustration and its sublimation could bend a wimple way out of shape. Here it’s religious devotion itself that’s under consideration and the old Catholic idea that the life of the flesh isn’t just a pale echo of the life of the spirit but contrary to it. So a girl who’s been working as a barmaid… maybe a bit of dancing…?

In this attempt to lock into the religious mindset Mungiu is close in tone to the powerful German film Requiem, from 2006, which followed a psychologically frail girl through a series of harrowing exorcisms.

I’m trying to avoid spoilers though there’s more to this film than the plot itself. Eloquently collaged in terms of mood, of slow static-camera shots, it’s a beautifully cogent representation of a world other than the one most of us inhabit. In spite of the fact that it’s 2007, Mungiu manages to place us in the minds of people who, to all intents and purposes, live in the past – there is no 21st century insistence on civil rights, democracy or personal liberty.

It’s an ambitious thing to try to pull off and Mungiu gets most of the way there. But he has two problems. First, all that beautiful painting of details, the constructing of an unfamiliar world that really does need building for us, it’s the enemy of gripping drama. Second, he kind of cheats when it comes to the actual nub of the film – who did what to whom, and did they realise exactly what they were about? As in The Reader where we were never told just how much of a Nazi Kate Winslet’s character was – that way lies the death of sympathy for our “hero” – Mungiu does something similar here, withholding information that will let us decide if the right thing has or has not been done.

I’m bending over backwards to stay out of spoiler territory, probably to the point where I’m making things totally confused and obscure. What I’m trying to say is that the director, surely one of the very best in Europe today, does eventually grind himself to a halt. But it’s a hell of a halt, and a hell of film. At 30 minutes shorter it would probably be a masterpiece.

© Steve Morrissey 2012

 

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imdb poster Beyond the Hills/Dupa Dealuri
Dupa dealuri (2012)
Run time: 150 min
Rating: 7.5
Genres: Drama
Director: Cristian Mungiu
Writers: Cristian Mungiu, Tatiana Niculescu Bran
Stars: Cosmina Stratan, Cristina Flutur, Valeriu Andriuta
Trivia: The friendship between two young women who grew up in the same orphanage; one has found refuge at a convent in Romania and refuses to leave with her friend, who now lives in Germany.
Storyline Alina and Voichita have been friends since their orphanage days. And they have been lovers since they became sexually mature. But despite their oath of mutual fidelity, Alina, who could not bear poverty any more, emigrated to Germany where she became a barmaid. Now she just could not take the estrangement from Voichita and today she is back to Moldavia with a view to taking Voichita along with her to Germany. The only trouble is that in the meantime her girlfriend has betrayed her in falling in love with… God! Voichita indeed now lives in a convent where she plans to make vows. The priest agrees, if somewhat reluctantly, to accommodate Alina before their (hypothetical) departure. He sees all too well that not only is the young woman materialistic but hostile and troublesome as well… Written by Guy Bellinger
Plot Keywords: convent, romania, priest, lesbian, orthodox
Box Office Opening Weekend: $14,622 (USA) (8 March 2013)
Gross: $109,248 (USA) (19 April 2013)