'Stalingrad' (R)

 

Experience all the gore and pain of the "bloodiest battle in history" in 3D.

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By Roger Moore | McClatchy-Tribune News Service

Stalingrad is a huge, old-fashioned combat spectacle, a war story told on a vast scale and shown on vast IMAX movie screens, in 3D no less.

It’s Russian — oh so very Russian, an epic of The Great Patriotic War that mixes vivid, blood and guts combat with chest-thumping patriotism and pathos.

And unfortunately, it’s more than a little clumsy, from its absurd framing device to the simple head count of the cast of “fathers” who saved a young woman, and the world, during the “bloodiest battle in history.” In late 1942, Soviet reinforcements cross the Volga River and storm, literally, through a wall of fire to seize an apartment building on the front lines. They rescue a young rape victim (Mariya Smolnikova) and struggle to protect her from the Germans, led by a mournful, war-weary captain (Thomas Kretschmann), who are on the brink of throwing the Soviets out of the city.

Comrade Kapitan Gromov, played by an emotional Colin Farrell look-alike (Pyotr Fyodorov) worries that his tiny band will be too busy saving Katya to save Mother Russia. But in the symbolism of the cinema, she is both girl-victim and Mother Russia — traumatized by war, clinging to vestiges of civilization in her parents’ art and piano-filled apartment, hell-bent on hanging on and having her revenge.

Director Fedor Bondarchuk (the fine Afghan war thriller 9th Company was his) stages the room-to-room, hand-to-hand fighting with a brutal, bloody brio. The thoroughly ruined sets, from the riverfront with its improvised rafts floating troops across, to the everything-is-burned-bombed-and-broken apartment blocks, put us inside the battle. But this film was plainly built for the Putin-esque Soviet — sorry, Russian — market. Every excess has an old fashioned hint of Soviet era propaganda about it. As interesting as it might be to get a whiff of how the Russians see themselves and their history, Bondarchuk keeps finding ways to turn off overseas audiences.

Landing Kretschmann, whose big break was saving The Pianist at the end of Roman Polanski’s WWII film, meant building his character up, giving him a Russian “comfort woman” (Yanina Studilina) whom he holds hostage because she’s a dead ringer for his dead wife and treats as his lover-confessor — even though they don’t speak each other’s language.

Convincing digital dive bombers attack and missiles fired from German “Moaning Minnie” launchers streak through the smoke-filled skies. Jews are murdered, and back-talking Soviet sailors are summarily executed. Every so often, for the sake of a plot device, a soldier of this side or that one yells “Freeze” (in Russian or German, with English subtitles) rather than carrying on the killing spree, just so we have the hint of a foes taking prisoners and debating, face to face.

It’s a movie every bit as bloated as the biggest movies Bondarchuk’s dad made, in his heyday. In detail and combat spectacle, Stalingrad is hard to beat. And whatever its failings, one can’t help but be curious about a story as connected to national identity as this one, a film that like today’s Russia, feels more Soviet than Russian.

Cast: Pyotr Fyodorov, Mariya Smolnikova, Thomas Kretschmann, Yanina Studilina, Dmitri Kochkin, Dmitri Lysenkov.
Director: Fedor Bondarchuk.
Screenwriters: Sergey Snezhkin, Ilya Tilkin
A Columbia Pictures release. Running time: 131 minutes. In Russian with English subtitles. War violence, gore. In IMAX 3D only. In Miami-Dade: Aventura, Sunset Place, Dolphin; in Broward: Sawgrass.

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