All those war epics the big movie studios are rushing into release are certainly meant to reflect the present national mood, and if We Were Soldiers or Behind Enemy Lines or Black Hawk Down also happens to strike it rich, that will be fine with the box-office bean-counters. It was only a matter of time--three months, to be exact--until the New Patriotism started generating new military fantasies at the multiplex. Old-fashioned American commerce never hides in a cave.
Compared with the glut of star-studded, high-priced Hollywood mayhem, Jan Sverák's Dark Blue World is bound to seem almost quaint. This rather quiet (and modestly budgeted) World War II movie by the Czechoslovakian father-and-son team that gave us the 1996 art-house hit Kolya tells the story of Czech pilots who flew Spitfires for the Royal Air Force in the Battle of Britain in such a carefully measured way that any overheated Jerry Bruckheimer fans in the house might find themselves nodding off. But unbridled frenzy is not the only gauge of a good combat picture. Whatever Dark Blue World lacks in pyrotechnics it makes up for with richly drawn characters, high drama and pointed historical ironies. Pearl Harbor should have been so well-furnished.
Director Jan Sverák and his father, screenwriter Zdenek Sverák, are not blind to the attractions of romantic melodrama--they've even installed a two-flyboys-and-one-girl love triangle of their own--but the main thrust of the film lies elsewhere, in the powerfully tragic tale of Czechoslovakia itself. On this side of the Atlantic we could probably do with a thumbnail recap: Adolf Hitler threatened the Czechs with annihilation in early 1939, and Czech President Emil Hacha caved in to his demands. On March 15, Bohemia and Moravia became a German "protectorate," and the Nazis established a puppet government in Slovakia. When the Third Reich was defeated, the Russians flooded in. Except for a brief respite in 1968, hard-core communists ruled Czechoslovakia from 1948 until the U.S.S.R.'s demise. The filmmakers give us a bitter taste of both the Nazi and Red regimes and take pains to remind us that one form of totalitarianism is no less cruel than another.
Not long after we meet the film's heroes--a dashing officer-pilot named Frantisek Sláma (Ondrej Vetchy) and his baby-faced protégé Karel Vojtisek (Krystof Hádek)--the strutting Germans take over their airfield where they train. "I know how you must feel," the head Luftwaffe man scoffs. "A German officer would put a bullet in his head." Instead, Frantisek, Karel and some of their comrades-in-arms slip off to England to exact revenge. A fifth of the fighter pilots who helped defend England in 1940 were foreigners--among them Americans, Canadians, Poles and Czechs--and the Sveráks ably portray not only their heroism but their innocence and bewildering sense of dislocation. For the Czechs, English language lessons are agonizing enough. Waiting for a seat in a Spitfire under the skeptical eye of their British squadron commander (Charles Dance) is worse.
Eventually, though, the expatriate pilots find themselves in the blue dawn mists over the English Channel, a sky teeming with Messerschmitts and sudden death. The World War II sequences, aloft and aground, are expertly conceived, revealing the bravery and fear of men in battle as well as their youthful hungers. Shot down over the countryside, young Karel has a brief encounter with a beautiful Englishwoman named Susan (Tara Fitzgerald), finds himself smitten by first love, then infuriated when his mentor, Frantisek, later becomes involved with the woman. The love triangle tests the limits of friendship and loyalty. Meanwhile, the other pilots in the squadron are appropriately various--from an elegant pianist named Machaty (Oldrich Kaiser), complete with pencil-line mustache and cigarette holder, to moon-faced Mrtvy (David Novotny), who's so scared before every sortie he throws up.
In standard American war movies, such characters have long since become both beloved and shopworn. In Dark Blue World they take on an added poignancy because of what befell Czechoslovakia's RAF pilots after the war: The communist regime that supplanted the Nazis proved so paranoid about Western influence it declared these heroes "enemies of the state" and threw them in jail. Dark Blue World's gloomy second narrative, interspersed with the dangerous yet hopeful war sequences, shows Frantisek in a filthy forced labor camp in 1950, starved and abused by his captors. As if the irony needed any intensification, his cellmate while he's in the infirmary is a captured German doctor named Blaschke (Hans-Jörg Assmann), who was once a member of the SS. It was not until 1991, a final screen title informs us, that the Czech government recognized the former RAF volunteers for their war service.
In the Academy Award-winning Kolya, the Sveráks helped cut Czech filmmaking loose from its old Soviet shackles with a subtle social fable about a skirt-chasing Prague musician who, against his will, finds himself beguiled by a Russian orphan boy. In its scathing look at a postwar prison, Dark Blue World is more overtly political but just as emotional. Let's hope it signals a completely liberated future for films from Czechoslovakia and Eastern Europe.
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