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Captures an era obsessed with individual achievements, 8 April 2005
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Author:
johnjredington from Ireland
Beginning with the race to find Dr. Livingstone and ending with the
first man on the moon, the century from 1870 to 1970 was obsessed by
milestones in individual achievement. Advances in technology and
scientific knowledge allowed mankind to attempt feats previously
thought impossible and the advent of speedy and reliable transport
opened up new worlds to the general population.
Competing against each other in an emerging market for mass
communication, the popular newspapers recorded these phenomena and
stoked up interest in their own country's successes in order prove
their imperialist superiority.
The era peaked between 1948 and 1960. This was also the height of the
Cold War when international affairs were dominated by the nuclear
stalemate between the opposing blocs and was just after the Second
World War when secondary powers like Britain and France also believed
that they were serious players on the world stage. However, as most
countries had had enough recent experience of blasting each other to
bits, jingoism had to find another outlet and the press and the new
medium of television obliged by coming up with their headline heroes.
One by one, the barriers fell. Yeager broke the sound barrier, Hillery
and Tenzing conquered Everest just in time for the coronation, Gagarin
flew into orbit, Roger Maris slugged his 60 homers and Brazil, inspired
by 17 year old Pelé, assembled the most awesome soccer team ever for
the 1958 World Cup. The longer it took to reach the milestone, the
greater the mystique and, when all around was crashing down, the
stubborn resistances of the four-minute mile became an object of
fascination, first of all to athletes and coaches, and then to the
media moguls and the general public.
If there ever was an opportunity to rewrite history, this surely was
one. Mile running had reached a new level during the war when, in
neutral Sweden, Gunder Haag and Arne Andersen had sliced the record six
or seven times between them. But, when Haag departed the scene amid
allegations of professionalism after hitting 4 minutes 1.4 seconds in
1945, his mark stood for another eight years.
This is the period in which The Four Minute Mile is set. Not only was
there an easily-understood summit to be reached but repeated failure to
do so had fostered a belief that man had finally found the limit to his
abilities. And this was also a time when track and field was governed
by the original Olympic ethos of strictly amateur participation and
dominated, particularly in middle-distance running, by gentlemen
athletes. The film does capture these themes effectively, showing the
difference between the Old World Corinthian ideals of Roger Bannister,
New World interlopers John Landy and Wes Santee and Denis Johansson's
Scandinavian passion for the sport. Hovering in the background are the
coaches, the eccentric Percy Cerruti and the scientifically rigorous
Fritz Stämpfl, as well as the news-hounds and the blazered toffs of the
governing bodies.
Period is also faithfully represented through the shoestring facilities
which would amaze modern athletes (e.g. the barrack-room accommodation
at the Empire Games in Vancouver or Bannister's difficulties in getting
a track to race on in London). And even though budget probably
prevented the a more comprehensive recreation of events like the 1952
Olympic Games, the use of television, newsreel and radio commentary is
effective.
The acting and scripting, however, is patchy. Richard Huw's portrayal
of Bannister is superb, and the mixture of drive, Oxford University
elitism, English understatement, shy awkwardness, private torment on
the road to perfection, unquestioning belief in British superiority and
guilt at any infraction of his sense of "fair play" resurrects a type
of character that once dominated sport but has been extinct for over a
generation. If you want to understand what the mindset of those public
officials imbued with a sense of duty who ran many Western European
countries during the first half of the 20th century, you could do worse
than study this performance.
However, apart from Michael York's capture of Stämpfl's polite pre-war
Viennese geniality, the other characters fail to make a strong enough
impression of their own. Sure, some like Adrian Rawlins as Chris
Chataway and Robert Burbage as Chris Brasher who, as Bannister's pace
setters, are foils anyway but the real conflicts of the story could
have been better developed by more forceful roles for Landy (Nique
Needles) and Santee (John Philbin).
Overall, an excellent sense of time, place and circumstances and, had
the supporting roles increased the depth of the plot, it could have
been one of the greatest sporting movies ever.
2 out of 2 people found the following review useful:
Not "Chariots of Fire 2", but not bad, 15 June 2007
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Author:
pawebster from England
This TV production has a good story to tell, and a good cast to tell
it. It is packed with talented actors. Adrian Rawlins is excellent as
Chris Chataway and looks quite like him, too. Robert Burbage (Whatever
happened to this actor?) is also good as Chris Brasher. Nique Needles
practically steals the film as Landy.
I'm very unsure about Richard Huw. There are two problems. One is that
he does not seem like an athlete (unlike Landy and Santee) and the
other is that, as so often in his roles, he appears simply too glum for
much of the time. (See the 2005 version, Four Minutes, for a much
happier portrayal of Roger Bannister).
The film is very handicapped by its low-budget approach to the topic of
running and running tracks. In places it resorts to closeups and
poor-quality newsreel footage to get round its limitations as best it
can.
One extreme example of this cheapness is when Landy stands admiring the
running track in Helsinki - supposedly much better than those in
Australia. Does the camera show this great track? Forget it. All we see
is a shot of the ground at Landy's feet.
It is a big shame that the makers could not even properly reconstruct
what should have been the key event of the film: Bannister's
four-minute mile. Note the scene in the changing room with Bannister,
Chataway and Brasher. While Roger is complaining that it's too blowy,
we never see any sign at all of windy weather. Then they look out of
the window and we see the flag on the tower of Iffley church hanging
limply, whereupon they declare that the wind has dropped. But we never
saw the flag do anything else but hang limply!
The film-makers, incredibly, put far more effort into filming Landy
becoming the SECOND man to run the four-minute mile a few weeks after
Bannister's achievement. For that they engaged a large number of extras
to populate the grandstand and showed practically the whole race.The
scriptwriter was an Australian...
Despite the cheapness when it comes to the actual running alluded to in
the title of the film, a lot of money seems to have been wasted showing
us a platform and train at Paddington Station in the fifties and a
period airliner painted with the words Finnish Airlines.
There is also some bad dialogue - the corny type in which characters
lecture each other with information they undoubtedly already know, for
the benefit of the viewers.
However, despite its serious faults, it is well worth seeing - as is
the newer version "Four Minutes".
0 out of 1 people found the following review useful:
ordinary movie, great subject., 7 August 1999
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Author:
tmp
This movie is carried on its subject matter. It follows the attempts of a number of athletes, mainly John Landy and Roger Bannister, to break the elusive four minute mile barrier. To run the mile in under four minutes.There are few sporting goals left today that are aspired to as much as this was. Interesting movie if only for documentary's sake
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