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Such a frustrating disappointment

A Disappointing Continuation

Very interesting film. Was caught on the premise when seeing the trailer but unsure as to what the outcome would be for the showing. As it turns out, it was a very good film.

This is a coming of age storyline that you've seen in one form or another for decades. It takes a truly unique voice to make yet another one worth watching.

The opening titles give the clue. All the finance has come from one state funded quango or another. This means one thing only: Every money making production company on earth has passed on the script. With good reason. It's lame. The photography and locations are lovely but the locations are nonsense. The act on which the plot depends happens in a port of arrival to NZ. The rest of the action, which is in a day's walk of said port is in the mountains and fjords of the SW S Island. That is impossible. Then we come to casting. My first impression was, Why cast Ray Winstone as a Boer if he can't get within a mile of the accent? After about 20 minutes the answer is clear. Nobody else would do it. It's one of the weakest scripts I've ever suffered. Perhaps Ray doesn't gamble as responsibly as he would have us believe.

Perhaps I wasn't in the right mood but I just couldn't enjoy this film no matter how hard I tried. I felt this movie had all the artistic merit of a NZ tourism commercial. When I read about the cast and story I was ready to get down to business because if Ray Winstone is in a film I'm ready to at least give it the time of day. By about the half hour mark I was beginning to question Ray's involvement. Temuera Morrison is an actor who can display rather marvelous psychotic abilities, but his acting range is rather limited beyond that, and that was a big let down for me. I found him more and more annoying as the film progressed.Overall I just couldn't get into The Tracker, it's greatest crime in my opinion is that it is a very ordinary film. If it was indeed cut down to a 40 second NZ tourism commercial, it may very well have been a success.

Telling a story about the inherent contradictions in both indigenous and colonial cultures and their practices is hardly an easy aim which all too often ends up recklessly spinning off into unfair stereotyping or outright cliché - either quick to villainize colonialists as imperialists who have no sense of moral uprightness and cast the repressed indigenous peoples of some region as morally perfect peoples living in a utopian integration with nature ... or the other way: the way conquerers often told the story lauding the good empire and denigrating the savages. This movie commits neither error. It explores the stereotypes and the moral highs and lows of both groups.I don't think I've seen a more probing and honest film about this sort of subject since Last of the Mohicans (Michael Mann). Though the production quality and budget are not near what they are in a Mann film, there is something actually brilliant about how this film is done WITHOUT the loads of cash which would typically ensure a production like this to be at very minimum, eye-candy watchable. It is a far greater accomplishment and leaves me bewildered why Ian Sharp and Nicholas van Pallandt aren't getting more credit than seems to be showing up here at IMDb.Maori of New Zealand and bushmen of South Africa (though not directly represented in the film) comprise indigenous groups which have had extensive experience with British colonization for a couple centuries and form a layer of history beneath all of the action taking place in this film. The protagonist, Arjan van Dieder (Ray Winstone), plays a similar sort to his role in Cold Mountain as a man with a tough shell from a poisoned and violent past yet with a softer underbelly that could be at times vulnerable to coaxing. Keremea (Temuera Morrison) is the counterpoint to the protagonist (and nearly a second protagonist). The actor plays a Maori which is fitting enough since he IS one. The two actors play perfectly off one another's grit and tenderness.There is one scene I would like to spoil though because the writing/direction is utterly impeccable. At the peak of the film there is a "discovery" which borders on psychologically cathartic and metaphysically salvific: at the cave/fire the fugitive & the tracker share a moment of sorrow separated in time and space but united where the solution to the fated, irresolvable moral entanglement is actually creatively worked out inside. This scene is incredibly powerful and proves this film to be written in a uniquely philosophical way meant to address the role of risk (to the point of self-sacrifice) and creativity (to the point of self- mutilation) when dealing with what seem to be insoluble ethical knots.The scenery throughout the whole film is itself a character and would've been worthwhile without the incredible story-telling!

I saw Tracker at a preview screening a few days back and wasn't sure what to expect - The idea of Ray Winstone attempting a South African Accent in particular made me nervous. And it does get off to a slowish start. But...As soon as the chase is underway the film really opens out. Moments of genuine threat, tension and some really quite crunchy violence are counterbalanced by a pervading air of melancholy - hunter and hunted have both lost everything - and an increasing dramatic weight to the story as they find common ground whilst engaged in a high risk game of cat and mouse.It's not the most psychologically complicated movie in the world, basically being a boys own action film, but it's made well, with obvious love and attention to detail plus two towering central performances from the leads. And it has a heart. By the time the film reached it's climax I was properly choked up and genuinely on the edge of my seat.And Ray did a good job with the accent after all.