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was made by the BBC! If an American channel had got hold of it, we'd have
ended up with a 'disease of the week' tearjerker, where the handsome young
man, cut down in his prime, fights all the odds to battle his way back
to a semi-normal existence and the respect and love of his dear ones and
colleagues. (My apologies for being rude about American TV.)
Tumbledown is completely unsentimental, powerfully moving, horrifying, uplifting, aggressive, angry, rude, heart rending, exhilarating, funny, and non-partisan. Ultimately, it is as much about the stupidity of the whole Falklands war exercise as it is about Captain Robert Lawrence (and he is absolutely at the centre of the piece). I was shocked at the last line Colin gets to say, even though, in any other context, that line would be absolutely innocuous. (I'm being vague on purpose on the assumption that you don't want spoilers, but I'll be as specific as you like if you want me to be. I assume it's safe to talk about the basic storyline, since you must know what the thing is about in general, yes?) Woods is very clear eyed about his characters,
and never lets us get too close to any one point of view. There is a wonderful
moment near the end when a young woman (played by Emma Thompson's sister
Sophie) completely turns around our view of a scene involving Colin (this
is becoming torturous, trying not to give things away, but she is *not*
romantically involved with his character!) by her comments about his behaviour
to another character. We move in and out of sympathy with Colin, with the
British army, with the soldiers and friends and family around Colin, with
the hospital system. Whenever you think you know what stance the film is
taking, it is as likely as not to do a sharp turn, and pull out the rug
from under you. Wonderful stuff.
See Colin weep (a lot), swear, engage in daft
young man pranks, laugh, get drunk, kill an enemy, pick fights, hug male
friends, er - sing (sort of) as he leads a troop run, wear a silly bearskin
tall soldier's hat with aplomb, go through physical and mental agony with
half his brain hanging out, take a crap whilst being cheered on by a roomful
of soldiers, kiss a girl, drive a sportscar, learn to walk again, smoke
a lot, and just generally be utterly brilliant.
Barbara Leigh-Hunt plays his mother, and does a fine job. Hmm, what was that line in the Making of P&P book, when he said he walked into the first rehearsal and didn't know a soul? Actor's exaggeration? or perhaps she wasn't actually there that day . In terms of his looks, it was obviously made around 1988 (which is the date at the end of the film). It is fascinating, because in some scenes, he looks like post-Tilly Colin, and in others, he looks closer to pre-Tilly Valmont. The final shot, a long held close up of his beautiful face, is particularly Valmont-like. (This is a kind of 'part 2', when I was asked to describe the film in more detail. i think it went off list to a few individuals.) Tumbledown: One thing I should say is that Americans might have some trouble with the soundtrack. I had a hard job understanding some of what they say, and I'm English, so I know the 'slang'. Still, it's worth listening closely! As I said, the whole film is a marvellous
collage. It opens with Colin (Robert Lawrence) and his friend Hugh driving
fast in an open sports car down a wonderful English country lane. Colin
is driving, and they are both having a good time. There is stirring music
laid over the soundtrack, but they are actually listening to rock. They
could be any two happy, healthy, horny well off young men on a joy ride.
They arrive in a pretty village, at what turns out (I think) to be the
home of Hugh's parents. And when Colin gets out of the car, suddenly we
see there is something different about him. His left leg is stiff and awkward.
Then after a while, we notice that his left arm doesn't function. But he
isn't at all sorry for himself. He is bright and breezy and positive, maybe
even a bit obnoxious.
There are other intercut scenes of Colin doing his soldier's training, Colin getting drunk, Colin and his girlfriend, Colin's last night before heading to the Falklands, Colin and his soldier friends, Colin and his parents, and lots of scenes of Colin in a variety of hospitals, having his operations, recovering at different stages. It's so complex, I'd have to lay it all out for you to really give you the idea. And all the time, we keep cutting back to Colin & Hugh visiting Hugh's family, and telling them the story of Colin's injury. In a completely unsentimental, unheroic way. In fact, Hugh appears almost pissed off with Colin, bored by having to go through the same anecdotes over and over again. They clash on who said what, and what exactly happened. Often, we then cut to the reality of the scene they are talking about. Colin's crapping scene takes place in a kind of hospital bunk room with other wounded soldiers. They could even be on a troop ship coming home, I'm a bit hazy from only seeing it once so far. Anyway, Colin is pretty well immobilised, what with being paralysed down his entire left side, and a look of intense pleasure and concentration comes over his face, and he announces that he is about to have his first bowel movement for ages since the injury (well, he says he's going to have his first crap), and an orderly rushes a bed pan to him, and he manages to lift up his hips so he can get it positioned, and then all the other soldiers in the room cheer him on.
There are so many wonderful sequences! One
that struck me forcefully is one where one of the men Colin is responsible
for in the Falklands has some kind of fit and falls down in the mud. Colin
spots him, rushes over, and starts giving the kiss of life. Others rush
to his aid. They all get filthy, trying to revive this boy, and drag him
to cover. He keeps on stopping breathing, and Colin keeps giving him the
kiss of life. At one point, he kicks the boy violently in the back, and
that starts him breathing again. And then the boy suddenly vomits, right
in Colin's mouth. It's not pretty, but it is real, and unheroic. Colin
just swears at him, treats it as just one of those things, and carries
on.
At one point, he's being interviewed by an army psychologist, and they discuss what it feels like to kill a man. Colin talks about an enemy he bayonetted in the Falklands - perhaps his last act before he gets cut down. We have quite a cold, clinical discussion here. Then the psychologist asks whether he got sexually aroused by the killing. All these twisting, turning viewpoints and comments are wonderful! The comment I mentioned by Emma Thompson's sister is just another twist to the point of view of the narrative. She's Hugh's sister, and has been hiding out in her room, so as not to meet Colin and Hugh, and when they leave, she expresses relief, because she is bored and repelled by what they do and talk about. Heroism is just slaughtered all the way through this film. Finally, we see fully what happened to Colin
in the Falklands - the actual scene he described earlier where he kills
the man - and you can't help being a little shocked and repelled at the
madness and pointlessness of war (and especially this war) that is raised
by this act. Then he grabs two rifles (this had also been talked about
earlier, by Colin and Hugh, and separately by Colin's father, who laughs
at the thought of his son running around like John Wayne in True Grit),
and charges up a hill, And then it cuts to another scene we have seen earlier, with a gorgeous, sombre young Colin, post-recovery, not in uniform, watching a parade. And he lifts his panama hat to the unseen soldiers that pass. And we come to an extreme close up of his beautiful face. And that's the end. Phew!
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