The Flight of the Eagle (1982). In 1897 Swedish engineer S. A. Andrée with 2 colleagues prepares to fly over the North Pole in his balloon "Eagle".
The cinematography of this is so staggeringly haunting that it feels seared into my memory already - not just in the profound shots of North Pole isolation, but in the energy and life of the Sweden that the three men have left behind in their search for adventure and legacy. Overall, the film takes a minute to get going, but once it does, it feels relentless in the way these sorts of movies should, with just the right tinge of horror to sell the - - well - - horror of the situation. It's pretty great. 8/10.
One aspect of English romantic movement was to equate suffering with achievement. There was virtue in doing things hard way.
Roland Huntford "The last place on Earth". Well, spot on, Mr. Huntford, these ideas shine through the Scott's writings all the way. Though this brand of stupidity is not exclusive to British romantic movement, Polish romanticism was rife with that (with quite sad outcome for many people).
I find "The last place..." a fascinating read. Got completely absorbed with Amundsen's backstory, though I know it well, but Huntford knows how to tell a story. He is merciless though, both to Scott and to crumbling British Empire of Scott's era.
The tv series, based on Huntford's book, that premiered in the eighties was actually what introduced me to the stories of Scott and Amundsen when I was what... seven? And quite coincidentally )or maybe not) the scene that stuck in my memory for years was The Soldier, leaving the tent for the last time. Pity the actor who played Oates, Richard Morant, was so bland and uncharismatic, but I love Sverre Anker Ousdal as Amundsen (he was also great as Knut Frankel in Ingenjör Andrées luftfärd, a Swedish movie about the catastrophical polar balloon expedition by Andree), Martin Shaw as Scott, Sylvester McCoy as Birdie, Max von Sydow as Nansen (played Andree in the Ingenjör Andrées luftfärd, was absolutely delightful), Bill Nighy as Meares and last but not least Hugh Grant as Cherry.
Reparto: Helge Jordal, Sverre Anker Ousdal, Hans Ola Sørlie, Kjersti Holmen, Vidar Sandem, Nils Johnson, Jon Eikemo, Johan Sverre Myhre, Jan Hårstad, Holger Vistisen, Erik Øksnes, Bjørg Telstad, John Ausland, Jarl E. Goli, Tor Stokke
Stellan Skarsgård in Insomnia (Erik Skjoldbjærg, 1997)
Cast: Stellan Skarsgård, Maria Mathiesen, Sverre Anker Ousdal, Gisken Armand, Bjørn Floberg, Marianne O. Ulrichsen. Screenplay: Nikolaj Frobenius, Erik Skjoldbjærg. Cinematography: Erling Thurmann-Andersen. Production design: Eli Bø. Film editing: Håkon Øverås. Music: Geir Jenssen.
The original Norwegian version of a film remade by Christopher Nolan in 2002, Insomnia had some Nolanesque twists from the beginning. Stellan Skarsgård plays Jonas Engström, a cop who used to be with the Swedish police and still carries the gun he was issued then, a fact that will play a key role in the plot as Engström becomes involved in helping his fellow policemen in the Norwegian force investigate the murder of a young woman. Suffice it to say that the insomnia Engström suffers comes from a guilty conscience that only gets guiltier as the investigation proceeds.
I liked the Nolan remake of this film - and especially the inspired casting of Robin Williams - but I’m partial to the original with Stellan Skarsgard, which is a stark and original work by Erik Skjoldbjærg. One of the films that helped to define the entire Scandi Noir genre.