I'm Not Scared (2003)
This is just slightly offbeat enough it might grab you good. And the main character, a 10 year old boy, is really effective—believable, compelling, complex. That the movie isn't a masterwork might not matter—it has parts, and aspects, that are really strong.
The concept is basic—some back country thugs have gotten themselves into a kidnapping, and they aren't really quite good enough at the task to follow through. So the child is captive in a hole in the ground. That's weird and awful enough to get your attention. And it comes to light slowly, as the main character stumbles on this fact and then tries to befriend the captive boy without the kidnappers finding out.
Which of course isn't going to happen. The movie really gets intense in the last half hour. Before that it is slow to the point of too slow for my taste—lots of scenes of the kinds playing in the dry loneliness of some part of Italy made of wheat fields and little else. It's set in the late 1970s, so there is no real technology involved—no cell phones, no computers. Just an old television that the group gathers around for the news once a night.
The plot actually isn't what carries the movie, though I'm sure it's necessary as a vehicle for some. What works best is the whole situation—the simple folk with big ideas about the world in this beautiful but utterly isolated (and unnamed) place. If you tire of endless scenes of the kids running or biking through the great landscape, you realize the director didn't quite have much else to work with. A better sense of the kid's family, beyond the kind of rough clichés presented, would have given the movie needed depth.
As it is, it's strangely simple, and yet the simplicity is what matters, and what made like it as much as I did.
This is just slightly offbeat enough it might grab you good. And the main character, a 10 year old boy, is really effective—believable, compelling, complex. That the movie isn't a masterwork might not matter—it has parts, and aspects, that are really strong.
The concept is basic—some back country thugs have gotten themselves into a kidnapping, and they aren't really quite good enough at the task to follow through. So the child is captive in a hole in the ground. That's weird and awful enough to get your attention. And it comes to light slowly, as the main character stumbles on this fact and then tries to befriend the captive boy without the kidnappers finding out.
Which of course isn't going to happen. The movie really gets intense in the last half hour. Before that it is slow to the point of too slow for my taste—lots of scenes of the kinds playing in the dry loneliness of some part of Italy made of wheat fields and little else. It's set in the late 1970s, so there is no real technology involved—no cell phones, no computers. Just an old television that the group gathers around for the news once a night.
The plot actually isn't what carries the movie, though I'm sure it's necessary as a vehicle for some. What works best is the whole situation—the simple folk with big ideas about the world in this beautiful but utterly isolated (and unnamed) place. If you tire of endless scenes of the kids running or biking through the great landscape, you realize the director didn't quite have much else to work with. A better sense of the kid's family, beyond the kind of rough clichés presented, would have given the movie needed depth.
As it is, it's strangely simple, and yet the simplicity is what matters, and what made like it as much as I did.