My lecturer is obsessed. But lazy long takes, shaky camera work and plots with holes in just don’t do it for me.
I understand the theory behind realism, and I love the theory, but the finished product just doesn’t capture my attention. And it’s not as if I’ve been watching shitty realism films, one is by the Dardenne brothers, and the other by Haneke (who is actually Austrian).
Realism films attempt to capture social and political reality, and the grunge of everyday life, unlike the glamour of most films. But Cache (2005, Haneke) only emphasises the arrogance of the lead protagonist, and raises questions such as why are we given no clue as to who sends the tape, and what the mother’s suspected affair has anything to with the progression of the film; is this why the son disappears and if not, why is it mentioned?
(Opening Still from Cache)*
Most importantly though, it attempts to leave us hanging, and it in fact does, but with no hints. Majid kills himself, and his son maintains no knowledge of the tapes. An ambiguous scene at the end is Georges’ son and Majid’s son talking and laughing outside the former’s high school, leading us to wonder if Georges’ has anything to do with it. Other than that, we are given nothing, and take nothing from this puffed up film, other than a vague morality lesson of childhood mistakes following you, a creepy big brother feel, and slight dash of a reflection of humanity.
(Flashback Still from Cache)**
Maybe I’m just not mature or cultured enough to appreciate this film, but all-in-all I’m very much at odds with Rotten Tomatoes rating of Cache.