04 June 2011

Che Part One – Steven Soderbergh (2010)


Directors that make historical films face a unique challenge: how to overcome the problem that the film’s events are pre-determined? For instance, it wouldn’t have made sense for James Cameron to release Titanic telling people: You’ll have to wait and see how it ends! since that much is obvious. Instead, I think directors have two choices. First, to present their protagonists as agents of historical change ala Marx, sweeping obstacles aside. Or second, struggling to reach destinies that, since it’s a historical film, everyone knows are coming. Both approaches, I think, have downsides. 

The former risks turning the characters into supermen, less individuals struggling to reach their goals, than people fated to change things. The latter, meanwhile, risks patronising the audience, asking them to pretend that an ending everyone knows is coming in fact isn’t. In Titanic, James Cameron sidesteps this problem by turning turning the ship’s sinking into a backdrop for romantic mush. In Inglorious Bastards meanwhile, Quentin Tarantino plays a joke on his audience, ending his film with the massacre of the Nazi elite. Both films, for me at least, avoid the problem of historical subjects.

Steven Soderbergh’s Che Part One, meanwhile, is perhaps the best film I’ve seen of late that takes a real stab at overcoming this issue. To do this, Soderbergh makes the inevitable course of his film a tenet of his protagonist’s character. Che behaves like a man driving fate. He might tend a soldier’s wounds, or lead resistance against incumbent dictator Fulgencio Batista, but in each moment he appears sure of himself. It’s an interesting trick because, for me at least, it turns Che from a film about How does he take Cuba? to a film about Tell us more about the character of this man. (This is kinda explicit from the title, I admit.) Soderbergh assumes that his audience knows Che’s accomplishments, and aims to shed light on this man that could do such things. In short, it’s less about the destination, than the journey, maaan. 

For instance, there’s almost no banal chit-chat in this film. The purpose driving Che defines each conversation. This demonstrates astonishing strength of purpose,  but is also a little alienating. Che appears not to have a private self, or just the ghost of one. Furthermore, Che’s belief in himself as an agent of historical change, though justified, makes him appear egotistical. He talks to other people, in particular the US journalists and senators he meets, as though they’re not there. It’s as though his purpose abstracts him from the rest of the species.

To be honest, this a film I struggled to sit through, at least until I’d figured out Soderbergh’s aim. Having done so though, I’m looking forward a lot to seeing the second half, and recommend others check out the first part too. Hurrah!