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Ratcatcher

***

Cinema Releases - November 12, 1999

Rated on a 4-star scale. UK/France. Written and directed by Lynne Ramsay. Starring William Eadie, Tommy Flanagan, Mandy Matthews, Michelle Stewart, Lynne Ramsay Jr, Leanne Mullen.


The boy wanders onto a bus and steps off at the end of the line -- not only to a place he's never been, but to a world he never imagined. A building site sits in the middle of nowhere, every facet of every house sparkling with newness. Through the window there is awesome, timeless countryside. It's a far cry from the surroundings he's previously known.

This incredible scene is pivotal in Lynne Ramsay's "Ratcatcher". It was the moment when I realised what the movie was about, began to care for the characters who were trying to break free and agonised about those who didn't know there was anything to break free into. The movie takes place in the slums of Glasgow during the mid-1970s' dustmen's strike. The aforementioned boy, our hero James (William Eadie), is learning that he can't take being a victim of the poverty trap for much longer. Nobody should have to put up with an environment of lice-ridden tenements, rats and dead dogs, where tacky period wallpaper disintegrates from too many dishevelled items being thrown, and too many cheap cigarettes smoked.

James and his pseudo-friends hang around by a canal, deal with family problems and experiment with the escapism of sex, violence, booze and tobacco. Few of these things are much help. One lad is fascinated by rats, who may live risky lives and carry disease, but at least have an advantage over humans in being able to scurry to another habitat whenever they want. A fantasy sequence in the movie shows rodents flying to the moon, and colonising it.

Apart from that, "Ratcatcher" is all kitchen-sink realism. The setting, in terms of both time and place, is incredibly important, as its atmosphere is one writer-director Ramsay clearly knows inside out. There is not a shred of production design or photography that lets us know we're watching a 1990s film set, and the actors, who Ramsay hand-picked over the course of several months, also have seemingly genuine faces, mannerisms, interactions. We feel that these are actual people in this horrific rut. We can't help but care.

Until the ending. The final moments of "Ratcatcher" not only don't ring true, but are fundamentally indecipherable. Ramsay intercuts between two surreal conclusions -- one positive, one negative -- but which is real and which is imagined? Actually, either way is irrelevant, because the close comes twenty minutes too early, and the story has been left with more loose ends than a tassel-ridden cowboy jacket.

I'm recommending the picture nonetheless, as a convincing argument for the school of thought that cinema should strive for technical realism. I remember a time when the world was like this movie shows it -- before proleterian neighbourhoods were swamped by shell suits, mobile phones, Playstations and child molesters. Things were more real back then. "Ratcatcher" serves as a reminder that they weren't necessarily all that much better.

COPYRIGHT© 1999 Ian Waldron-Mantgani


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