Few feature-directorial debuts can astound so greatly and at the same time puzzle so much in a sense of the macabre. The Element of Crime relishes, bathes in the unusual in cinematographic technique, while giving new meaning to a science-fiction 'neo-noir'. The plot seems simple enough: man on a case to hunt down a killer, and using a code called the 'Element of Crime' to get into the headspace of the killer, follows a list of 'trailing' of the killer to get to him step-by-step. The cop, Fisher, is so wrapped up in the case that it starts to bleed into the rest of the environment around him, a barren landscape with criminals all over the place and a architectural sense of madness (anarchy, we're told, rules over freedom in this unnamed city).
It is simple enough, and at times von Trier gives us information to keep to where it's going. But it's strangely a hard story to follow because of how much the director is fond much more of the technique at his disposal. This is an experiment that makes Alphaville look comfy. It's slow camera movements, sometimes echoing (if not outright ripping off) the sense of the calm, meditative movement of Tarkovsky's Stalker. And some of the movements and manner of speaking of the characters just go off the wall. Nothing is of the usual here, and the actors perform their lines, while very well, sometimes in a trance. Other times we get the narration, of sorts, between Fisher and his former boss or other back in Cairo. It is a story that does dig into the mystery, and we can follow it with some engagement, but that's not fully, I think, von Trier's intention.
What he does, as a precursor of his future work, is to get us in a state of mind. Some will want to walk away from it, and I don't blame you if you do. Element of Crime confronts the viewer without doing a talk-to-the-camera moment. It's about the tone and look of the piece, its sepia decay, a view of Europe that is about as hopeful as an orphan bonfire. And yet it is incredibly compelling in how von Trier gets us, as a filmmaker, interesting in what happens in this world. It's got a confounding beauty and horrific wonder about it, an expressionist going through a somber melody that is far from 'entertaining', but carries an artistic pulse that is frighteningly alive. That it also carries the guts of a hardboiled film-noir always lurking in the shadows marks it as a hybrid. Perhaps it's like a fever dream of one of those stories or movies where an anti-hero is fully transformed and made damned.
The Element of Crime made me weirded out at certain points, and horrified by some of the extremes shown (i.e. the death of a horse, a constantly rotating camera around Fisher in manic pain, a glass breaking in a shot that seems to be from another one). Certain times I almost didn't know whether I loved it or hated it. By the end, after stewing about it for a while, I realized I was in the middle. It's a film I'll want to return to, and I'll be curious to see my own response to it - a rich film of dark, even mortifying shades.
It is simple enough, and at times von Trier gives us information to keep to where it's going. But it's strangely a hard story to follow because of how much the director is fond much more of the technique at his disposal. This is an experiment that makes Alphaville look comfy. It's slow camera movements, sometimes echoing (if not outright ripping off) the sense of the calm, meditative movement of Tarkovsky's Stalker. And some of the movements and manner of speaking of the characters just go off the wall. Nothing is of the usual here, and the actors perform their lines, while very well, sometimes in a trance. Other times we get the narration, of sorts, between Fisher and his former boss or other back in Cairo. It is a story that does dig into the mystery, and we can follow it with some engagement, but that's not fully, I think, von Trier's intention.
What he does, as a precursor of his future work, is to get us in a state of mind. Some will want to walk away from it, and I don't blame you if you do. Element of Crime confronts the viewer without doing a talk-to-the-camera moment. It's about the tone and look of the piece, its sepia decay, a view of Europe that is about as hopeful as an orphan bonfire. And yet it is incredibly compelling in how von Trier gets us, as a filmmaker, interesting in what happens in this world. It's got a confounding beauty and horrific wonder about it, an expressionist going through a somber melody that is far from 'entertaining', but carries an artistic pulse that is frighteningly alive. That it also carries the guts of a hardboiled film-noir always lurking in the shadows marks it as a hybrid. Perhaps it's like a fever dream of one of those stories or movies where an anti-hero is fully transformed and made damned.
The Element of Crime made me weirded out at certain points, and horrified by some of the extremes shown (i.e. the death of a horse, a constantly rotating camera around Fisher in manic pain, a glass breaking in a shot that seems to be from another one). Certain times I almost didn't know whether I loved it or hated it. By the end, after stewing about it for a while, I realized I was in the middle. It's a film I'll want to return to, and I'll be curious to see my own response to it - a rich film of dark, even mortifying shades.