Pascali's Island (1988)

User Rating:

6.9/10   

Director:

James Dearden

Writers:

James Dearden (screenplay)
Barry Unsworth (novel)

Release Date:

August 1988 (USA)

Genre:

Drama

Plot:

1908: Pascali, a spy for the Sultan, sends reports to Istanbul that nobody reads. His suspicions are roused when a British archeologist appears...

Plot Keywords:

Archeologist | Spy | Island | Englishman | 1900s

Awards:

1 nomination

Cast

Ben Kingsley	...	Basil Pascali
Charles Dance	...	Anthony Bowles
Kevork Malikyan	...	Mardosian
George Murcell	...	Herr Gesing
Helen Mirren	...	Lydia Neuman
Nadim Sawalha	...	Pasha
Stefan Gryff	...	Izzet Effendi
Vernon Dobtcheff	...	Pariente
Sheila Allen	...	Mrs. Marchant
T.P. McKenna	...	Dr. Hogan
Danielle Allen	...	Mrs. Hogan
Nick Burnell	...	Chaudan
Giorgos Oikonomou	...	Greek Rebel
Alistair Campbell	...	Captain
Ali Abatsis	...	Boy in Bath

Runtime:

104 min | Germany:103 min

Country:

UK

Language:

English

Color:

Color (Metrocolor)

Aspect Ratio:

1.75 : 1

Certification:

Australia:M | UK:15 | Sweden:15 | USA:PG-13 | West Germany:12

Filming Locations:

Rhodes, Greece

Company:

Channel Four Films

Soundtrack:

Der Hirt auf dem Felsen

Beautifully rendered

This has been a favorite film of mine for years, for many reasons. The setting is a heartbreakingly beautiful island in the Mediterranean, a distant part of the dying Ottoman Empire. The photography by Roger Deakins is superbly understated. While its quite spare, lacking the over-detailed lighting of, say, a Merchant Ivory period-production, it is undeniably soaked with the warmth and specificity of place, very much an Orientalist painting (rather like the book). There is an immediacy to the look and feel of the film which adds to its historical integrity.

The casting is brilliant; all the characters appear sculpturally archetypal. Ben Kingsley is superb as Pascali, inhabiting the doomed, lonely, character completely. His emotional monologue/prayer to the sultan near the beginning and which ends the film are intoned like music. Helen Mirren is perfect as Pascali's friend, muse and as his unattainable virtue, the source of his fevered longing. Charles Dance (who always appears larger than life, even on film) is excellent as the archeological con-man who stumbles over something pure and is trapped by it. Steffan Gryff wields an immortal, cunning profile and along with Nadim Sawalha as the Pasha, behave and look like the Ottoman Empire's corruption made flesh.

The story is a seductive mix; a gorgeous setting blended with serious melancholy, punctuated by a minor adventure and all informed by a clear respect for history. Its a small story (as emotionally guarded stories invariably feel) but its a terrific film.

Pascali has watched, spied and reported his whole life for masters who are doubtless unaware of his existence at all. As this is slowly dawning on him he is suddenly swept up in an minor intrigue which crystalizes all of his wishes and hopes. He sees a chance for personal renewal, but to achieve it he has to overcome instincts developed from a lifetime of deceit in a petty, corrupt outpost of a dying empire.

Recommended highly.