Tuesday 25 October 2011

Heretical Review: Contagion

I think a lot of people will be disappointed by this film, and I'll be disappointed in turn if they are, because it doesn't do what it could have done, and for that it should be praised.

Not as sensational as its tagline.
Present day Hong Kong and Gwyneth Paltrow is returning to the US after a business trip, leaving a viral trail as she touches glasses, pays by card, and opens doors. Every instance of contact is lingered on by the camera, giving you a vision of the inevitable. She is patient zero, and she's bringing the contagion home. Over the next hour and a half we watch the ripple effect caused by human interaction, social convention and genuinely felt inevitability.

With a name like 'Contagion' you could be forgiven for thinking that everything this film has to offer has been done before. The end of the world? An unstoppable, inescapable, horrific disease that spreads rapidly and kills painfully? Seen it before. You might expect it to have a lot in common with a zombie pandemic, with I Am Legend and Dead Island and you'd be wrong.

This is not a survivor tale, any more than it's about Americans sticking it to nature. It's not about humanity banding together in its darkest hour, it's not about sensationalising, or personalising, or rationalising tragedy.

A concept is taken, a 'what if', and it is examined – under a microscope. What if this happened, what if it really happened? Contagion tells that story, or stories to be precise. Because there is no one tale here, no one perspective. Many story-tellers will find the angle. Journalists are trained to do it, writers are born to do it. Take a concept, and tell it from a view point, from an angle that has meaning. Sometimes when you do this, you can lose sight of the big picture. Of course, that might be the idea. Titanic: take a grand event, and bore down to one story among thousands. Humanise it, sensationalise it. We can still find stories to spin out of that tragedy today, such as the initial premise of Downton Abbey – an heir lost at sea, and all the political and dynastic wranglings that then must follow.

Contagion is able to tell a weave of stories, from a panorama of angles, almost none of which crossover, and still maintain a coherent chronological narrative around a core theme – the contagion. In doing so it creates more of a docurama than it does a movie. This certainly isn't a Hollywood blockbuster. This isn't special effects and Michael Bay and George A Romero. It's entertainment, yes, but, for most of the film, that seems secondary. The pacing is more in tune with an Attenborough nature show. If you listen very carefully, you can almost hear him describing the trials and tribulations of the characters as they struggle to survive in an inhospitable habitat.

It brings to the fore every aspect of humanity when faced with mortality. Altruism is mixed in equal measure with opportunism, professionalism with paranoia, and loyalty with imperfection.

It resists the urge, repeatedly, to deteriorate into a B-movie horror-fest, tempering its drama and rooting itself thoroughly in a believable and recognisable reality. It deserves a lot of respect for keeping its path steady, and doing what a lot of films won't dare to do. Despite its tag line, it didn't pander to our innate fears. It was almost objective. Contagion: This is what happens. Live with it. Deal with it. It's not hopeless... It's just futile.

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