Review: MEEK'S CUTOFF; Show-Stealing Michelle Williams In Often Terminally Dull Western Drama
rating: 2
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(Rob's Venice review re-posted as Meek's Cutoff is released in the U.K. from today) Today saw the premiere of another American film in competition: a sort of lo-fi Western, directed by Kelly Reichardt (Wendy and Lucy), called Meeks Cutoff. The film follows three wagons of settlers moving west across the Oregon Trail in 1845, led by the unreliable and potentially dangerous Stephen Meek (based on a historical figure). Soon they capture an Indian, dividing the small and Puritanical party. Do they kill him? Will he be their undoing? One lady opines that they should get rid of him on the grounds that he isn't wearing enough clothing, also saying "they don't think like us, and that's a noted fact." What follows is a sparse film of long walks and little dialogue. We witness the hardships endured by those early pioneers as simple tasks, like finding water and moving a wagon safely downhill, take hours and back-breaking effort. This certainly feels authentic and manages to avoid Dances With Wolves/Avatar/Pocahontas cliché in its depiction of the two intersecting worlds. Even as one character comes to want to understand the Indian, he remain unknowable and perhaps even dangerous. Here it also becomes text about semiotics and of the fear caused by the absence of meaning, as time and time again the indian's carvings and chants are feared to have an underlying sinister intent. Perhaps he is signalling to potential rescuers? There is no fireside chat in which names are exchanged and bonds are established. Neither party is forced to rethink their evil ways. It's not that sort of film.