Sunday – lunch in Clapham at Heather M’s place, Claudia A accompanying me. Then straight to Angel to see ‘The Reader’ at the Vue cinema, with Shanthi S.<\/p>\n
Once it becomes clear that the film is entirely made up of English actors playing German characters, who speak to each other in English – but with a German accent, I just can’t\u00c2\u00a0 get on with it.<\/p>\n
With me, it’s purely the choice of accent that grates, rather than the usage of English. Had Kate Winslet and co spoke in BBC RP – that so-called ‘non-accent English’ – which is really Southern English-posh (but not too posh), I’d have no problem. RP is the convention I’m used to: RP is The British Drama Accent. If you choose convention, you have to follow through with it. But English with a German accent – to represent Germans speaking to other Germans – seems an attempt to have one’s strudel and eat it.<\/p>\n
On top of which, the lines they speak sound like German In Translation – stilted, stagey, and too ominously aware of the gravity of the subject matter. It’s a tale connected to the Holocaust, so one hardly expects a bundle of laughs. But just a tiny twist more realism is needed – a little roughening up, a little less polish.<\/p>\n
I think of ‘Conspiracy’, the TV movie where Kenneth Branagh and others play various top Nazis at a secret conference, deciding upon the Final Solution. They use BBC RP with a touch of the vernacular and everyday. They chat, in other words. As they would have.<\/p>\n
At one point a character says, ‘Do the Jews believe in hell?’ and Branagh replies, ‘They do now. We provide it.’ He tosses this chilling line out casually, lightly, with the fake-matey smirk of an unloved office manager. And it works brilliantly. People who made history didn’t declaim in a ‘Making History’ tone, not when they were just speaking to each other behind closed doors.<\/p>\n
Bruno Ganz pops up in ‘The Reader’ too, recalling ‘Downfall’, the German film where he played Hitler. Again, another WW2 film where people in conversation actually converse rather than declaim.<\/p>\n
The other convention that irks me is the question of characters aging. When we first see her in the 1950s, Ms Winslet – playing a thirtysomething – frolics with a teenage boy. Then it moves to the 60s, where he’s in his twenties, and she’s in her forties. Cue slight aging make-up for Kate, and college clothes for the young man. Come the 1970s and 1980s, she gets the full old lady make-up, while the young man… turns into Ralph Fiennes.<\/p>\n
Again, it’s the inconsistency of dramatic convention that risks dividing the audience into those who don’t see these things as distractions, and those who can’t think of anything else.<\/p>\n
Why didn’t they age the young male actor as well? Or replace Ms W with an older actress?<\/p>\n
I’ve seen ‘Iris’. I know that if you leave Kate Winslet alone long enough, she turns into Judi Dench.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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