In the film's prologue we learn that this story
couldn't be told for 28 years. Perhaps one reason is
that American's wouldn't be ready to watch it. 1961,
Mikhail Polenin (Liam Neeson) and Alexei Vostrikov
(Harrison Ford) captain Russia's first nuclear
submarine. With a cold war to win and perhaps a
planet to preserve, we watch and root for the
Soviets. "Enemy at
the Gates" also successfully captured
American sympathies for the supposed enemy. I
applaud these films. Perhaps greater insight into the
humanity of the enemy will reduce any one country's
interests in controlling and or killing them. In any
event, peace is certainly less expensive and less
dangerous too. Okay, enough peace talk - back to the
picture.
Generally speaking, the film commands the screen
fairly well, despite the now cliché nuclear
launch drill opening and even despite a rather
floundering climax. Liam and Ford are powerful
complements.
Not interested in the many shortcomings of the
ill-prepared K-19, Moscow needs the sub to dive, rise
and launch its cargo so that the Americans won't feel
over-confident in the stockpile race.
Mikhail (Neeson) puts the crew (which he refers to
as family) above the mission. Alexei's (Ford's)
unwavering allegiance to the state above all, brings
the ship and crew over and over again into harm's
way, "We deliver or we drown!" Though it would have
been easy, the script steers a much more interesting
course than simply pitting Mikhail against Alexei.
Their interaction is much more complex and fluid
throughout the tension. The less than spectacular
computer effects leave the real drama to that
tension. Further, the radiation scenes are quite
gripping; they choked me up until my throat ached.
While a cheesy love story is only hinted at, mostly,
this is a boat full of men. Some strong resolution,
then a cool little epilogue that goes a little
long.
All in all, impressive and powerful, but lacking
that special something to make it a must see.
For interiors, ten submarine compartments were
built. And since the actual K-19 lies in a Russian
ship graveyard, poisonous and decaying, a smaller
Russian sub then on display at St. Petersburg,
Florida was used. Producer Sighvatsson says, "It
became very confusing, when I told people on the
phone I was in St. Petersburg, they never knew if I
was in Florida ... or Russia."
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