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World Trade Center / WTC / USA / 2006

Moviegoers have had a love-hate relationship with Oliver Stone for some time. Many of his films have been heralded as ingenious glimpses into the world of the Average American socially and morally displaced by war, culture, tragedy, or biting independence…or as exploitative self-aggrandizements weighed down by a dangerous and all-too-obvious liberal bias. His last few films, including a suspiciously exalting documentary about Fidel Castro, led fans and critics alike to begin heralding his decline.

A gut-wrenching and emotionally draining film that explores, as we’re told in the end, the goodness and solidarity of the American people, Oliver Stone’s World Trade Center is unrestrained in its depiction of September 11. Though there’s been a serious discussion as to whether or not Stone’s film is appropriate—is this for preservation, acclaim, glorification, ego?—it will nevertheless leave you shaken.

Much of the film’s wonder comes from the reinvention of its cast and crew. World Trade Center assumes almost no similarities to Stone’s other films, both in style and substance; there isn’t a single controversial moment. Nicolas Cage disappears into John McLoughlin rather than imbuing an authentic character with his customary traits. And while Cage, Michael Pena, and Maria Bello are brilliant, the crowning performance is Viola Davis’ fleeting role as a grief-stricken mother. Though her character has no name, her one-minute performance embodies every hard sentiment and expectant sensation associated with 9/11.

Though the film has its flaws—the flashbacks are at times a bit overdone, and some of the graphics are erroneous—Stone hasn’t offered a work this genuine for years.

by Adam Balz | Source: 35MM Theatrical Print
16 Aug 2006 12:03 AM | Submit Comment