Cult Cinema: Essential Killing (2010) - Reviewed

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While actor-director Vincent Gallo has had his share of ups and downs in the film industry.  From his critically acclaimed rise with his quirky romantic comedy Buffalo ’66 to his much reviled but subsequently reappraised The Brown Bunny, Gallo garnered the reputation for being a difficult personality with even more difficult film work as his creative outlet.  Sometime in between all of that in an effort to boost his then-flailing reputation, Gallo started taking on riskier roles for directors such as Claire Denis, Francis Ford Coppola and most recently legendary Polish maestro Jerzy Skolimowski.

 
Which brings us to Skolimowski’s 2010 pure action thriller Essential Killing, a “kind of” war film stripped bare of its sociopolitical leanings and alliances, offering up a nonjudgmental character study of a man backed into a corner using his every means to survive just a few more minutes.  The story is an exceedingly simple one: Gallo plays mute Arabic Taliban soldier Mohammed who kills three U.S. soldiers in the desert mounds of Afghanistan.  Upon capture and imprisonment inside a secret prison replete with waterboarding, Mohammed is passed around military personnel before being transported with other prisoners to Poland when a car accident on icy roads capsizes the car and provides a window of escape for Mohammed.  The remainder of the film is a relentless pursuit and physical endurance test that gets increasingly suffocating and overwhelming. 
 
An astonishing feat of physical acting for Gallo and predating Leonardo DiCaprio’s Oscar winning endurances on Iñárritu’s The Revenant by five years, Skolimowski’s reunion with The Shout producer Jeremy Thomas and first collaboration with Gallo is one of the greatest action films of the 2010s few if any American filmgoers have actually seen.  Outside of Roger Ebert’s endorsement, Gallo winning the Best Actor award alongside Skolimowski’s Special Jury Prize win at the Venice Film Festival, like most of Skolimowski’s uncompromising works the film slipped under the radar.  Watching the film is every bit of a relentless experiential experimental journey through sight, sound and key editing as you’d expect from the Polish maestro.

 
Shot on location in Israel, Poland and Norway in the winter by The Mill and the Cross cinematographer Adam Sikora, Essential Killing utilizes the director’s interspersal of handheld photography, wide shots and a tendency towards Dutch angles.  The soundtrack by eventual EO composer Paweł Mykietyn is a freeform avant-garde atonal soundscape veering between nebulous fear and a poignant sense of doom, as though we’re pursuing a character not aiming for a positive ending.  

Though Gallo doesn’t utter one word of dialogue and side-characters English/Polish dialogue is incidental at best, Essential Killing is like a new kind of silent filmmaking where the imagery and sound design is navigating us through the story.  While Skolimowski provides scattershot flashbacks to Mohammed’s life before finding himself a fugitive, Essential Killing keeps things vague enough for us to fill in the blanks ourselves.  Mostly you feel for Gallo’s character after awhile regardless of your leanings, simply pitting a man against the elements in a fierce wordless battle for survival.

Like most of Skolimowski’s works, Essential Killing is the kind of film you have to surrender yourself to and go along with its labyrinthine journey into hard and heavy wooded areas in the dead of freezing cold winter.  Arguably an even harder watch than the aforementioned The Revenant with just a bit more daring in some areas (an encounter with a woman and her baby will shock a few viewers), Essential Killing might be the quintessential Gallo performance suffering physically and mentally for his art.  


A film that must’ve been painstaking to make let alone watch, Jerzy Skolimowski’s short but sweet action adventure survival epic is one of the very best examples of the endurance film on the globe.  Besides being a continuation of the director’s ingenious streak of cinematic and artistic grandeur, Skolimowski’s film serves as something of a redemption piece for Vincent Gallo.  Whether you still like Gallo or not after the film remains to be seen, but you will come away with a new measure of respect for the man and the risks he took for this one-of-a-kind actioner.

--Andrew Kotwicki