Movie Review, “1945,” Directed by Ferenc Török. 91 minutes
I like to accuse my intellectual friends of only liking black-and-white movies in obscure dialects. They’d be sure to like “1945,” but almost anybody who likes good movies would, too.
It’s deceptively simple: Two tight-lipped Jewish guys come into a small Hungarian village immediately after World War II.
Can you imagine that? The all-gentile townspeople can. They have been dreading this coming every moment since their own participation in the holocaust.
I like filmmakers who understand their powerful medium and use it expertly. They don’t necessarily have to have wide screen, technicolor, computer graphics, or a cast of thousands to draw us moviegoers in and change us through art. This is a very sparse movie, like a tiny and innocent looking stick of dynamite.
The best movie comparison I could make is to “High Noon.” It’s not a cowboy movie, but the pacing and the tension it creates are similar. If you liked High Noon, you’d probably like “1945,” and who doesn’t like High Noon?
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