69 Minutes of 86 Days': Film Review | Dubai 2017

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Egil Haaskjold Larsen's prize-winning doc concentrates on a three-year-old Syrian young lady advancing toward Sweden with her worker family.

In the tempest of movies, anecdotal and nonfictional, investigating the present settler emergency in Europe, Egil Haaskjold Larsen's narrative 69 Minutes of 86 Days (69 minutter av 86 dager) is genuinely a champion. It's one of the works that most emphatically brings home the physical and mental hardships of migration — regardless of whether Larsen doesn't demonstrate the unsafe ocean voyage that went before the principal shot. The film has effectively won prizes at Hot Docs, Nordic, Sheffield and CPX:DOX, and the celebration prepare hints at no backing off.

In his component coordinating introduction, Norwegian cinematographer Larsen settles on two winning decisions. The first is to make a three-year-old young lady the hero; her lively magnetism offers a radical new point of view on the unsafe voyage a Syrian family faces as they advance from the questionable shores of Greece to a chilly safe house in Sweden.

The second is his decision of expressive thoroughness: no voiceovers, no meetings and basically no exchange. What requirement for critique, when we know the story by heart? The camera skims alongside the group, once in a while ceasing to analyze any points of interest as it rapidly turns and container, as if it was another scared displaced person on edge not to be abandoned. In the greater part of the shots, the camera is kept low, at the eye level of a little tyke, as meager Lean Kanjo step by step becomes the overwhelming focus.

Early scenes smoothly present the flight of the evacuees. Like the bread pieces deserted by Hansel and Gretel to discover their way back through the backwoods (however these voyagers will never remember their strides), a trail of surrendered life coats, garments and rucksacks dab an icy, evening time shoreline. A since quite a while ago, broadened following shot pushes on through the undergrowth to grinding melodic notes until the point that it finds the wellspring of these disposed of items: a gathering of exiles, for the most part Syrians, on their approach to Europe.

From left, 'Jane,' 'Faces Places,' 'Kedi'

Enthusiastically, they are met by neighborhood volunteers who appropriate water, dry garments and covers, helping them to achieve an improvised camp of little tents close to an island port. There they are easily boarded onto a business ship watercraft and taken to territory Greece, where their voyage goes up against less benevolent tones as they cross fringes into Macedonia, Hungary and Germany. No titles give areas (however there are dialect hints, signs, tags). One envisions the outcasts have as dubious a thought as the group of onlookers as to where they may be, crowded through checkpoints and stacked onto transports bound north.

The brilliant spot in this bad dream is minimal Lean. Careless in regards to the troubles of the trek, she never loses her grin or amiableness as she is passed from the arms of her young guardians to her uncle and different individuals from her more distant family. She's a Shirley Temple of a kid who draws in with everything and everybody around her — playing with a modest bunch of rocks, imparting a candy to her newborn child sister, talking her take off to her tired uncle as he rests on a transport.

A few times she appears nearly getting lost; at that point a natural hand comes to down to her. In spite of snapshots of anticipation and every one of the hardships the family faces in the film's 70-minute running time, there is a rainbow sitting tight for them in the passionate finale. Strange for the class, it offers seek after a brighter future as Lean grows up, finishing the story on an appreciated peppy note.

The non-liberal altering squanders no time, accelerating as the conclusion approaches. Subtly underlining the voyage is the fine cello and piano score by Bugge Wesseltoft and Audun Sandvik.

Generation organization: Sant and Usant

Chief, screenwriter, executive of photography: Egil Haaskjold Larsen

Maker: Tone Grottejord-Glenne

Music: Bugge Wesseltoft, Audun Sandvik

Editors: Egil Haaskjold Larsen, Victor Kossakovsky

Scene: Dubai Film Festival (Arabian Nights)

Deals: Taskovski Films

70 minutes

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