Germans come to terms with Nazi evil in this spellbinding tale of inter-generational lovers. Searingly honest in its depiction of human weakness, the movie raises profound questions about how so many Germans participated in large scale evil within the heart of the civilized world.
The story’s power stems from a teenage boy learning about his nation’s heinous past by discovering that his carnal tutor was part of the Nazi war crime machine. His discovery of this shameful aspect of his people’s identity personifies how post-war Germany haltingly faced up to its past.
The movie has lately come under criticism for being too sympathetic to the Nazi criminal at the heart of the story. Guilty. However, an anti-hero remains a proven plot device for drawing audiences into a difficult story, from which they might just learn a few things. Here The Reader succeeds.
Bottom Line – The Reader teaches while it transfixes.
Now as masterful a movie actress as has ever bestrode the silver screen, Kate Winslet displays uncanny command of her visage. There are scenes where her precise eyes are the primary instrument of her emotional communication, words unneeded.
Unlike Meryl Streep, one of her few peers, this great Kate gravitates to roles suffused with sex and anger, as if her standard contract is the opposite of most actresses – requiring that she perform extensively in the nude, taking care to engage in explicit sex along the way. Has any serious actress ever been so sexually open as this Golden Globe winner? 1
She far outshines her costars and supporting players. Young German David Kross – her lover as a boy – and Ralph Fiennes – the same character as a grown man – are fine if forgettable.
The ever elegant Lena Olin graces the movie in a bit part that nonetheless leaves a lasting impression.
1 A quick postscript on Winslet’s Golden Globe award: nice trick getting her nominated for Supporting Actress, since the part of the camp guard/older lover most assuredly is a lead role.
Stately in its construction, the movie reveals the desires then the history of the characters, deftly drawing the viewer into the story along the way.
The torrid affair between grown woman and teen boy provides plenty of edginess, while the descriptions of concentration camp horrors retain the power to shock the senses.
What is it about Germans that led them to serve as concentration camp guards? While hardly the first or last race to engage in ethnic cleansing, the movie suggests a duality of spirit to which Germans are prone. On one hand, Hanna the former concentration camp guard displays an impressive hunger for literature and music, the beauty of which can reduce her to tears. OTOH, she seems devoid of empathy, encountering others as empty vessels with whom she interacts but doesn’t see as fellow humans.
No doubt traumatized and perverted by her experiences as camp guard, fugitive and lifelong illiterate, Hanna is hardly representative of her race. And as the Holocaust so brutally reinforced, a race is made up of individuals, each with strengths and weaknesses, racial similarities and unique differences. Still, it is not going out on a limb to accept The Reader’s assertion that when presented with organized evil, many ordinary Germans found it second nature to go along.
This left me impressed with how post-Nazi Germany has faced down the failings of their culture, however imperfectly they have gone about it. Moral courage like that serves as the best insurance that they’ll never again shame their nation or wound humanity as their forebears did.