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Aug. 26, 2005

Africa, seen in close-up

Movie mixes greed and compassionate character.
KATHARINE HAMER EDITOR

Novelist John Le Carré is perhaps best-known for a series of thrillers set during the Cold War. For The Constant Gardener, published in 2001, he drew on a different sort of political intrigue: the machinations of big business, in the form of multinational pharmaceutical companies. The book has now been turned into a powerful film, starring Rachel Weisz and Ralph Fiennes and directed by City of God’s Fernando Mireilles.

Opening in theatres Aug. 31, the romantic thriller tells the story of a quiet British diplomat, Justin Quayle (Fiennes), and his impassioned activist wife Tessa (Weisz), who is found brutally murdered in a remote part of Kenya during the film’s opening scenes. Justin refuses to believe that his wife was killed by her companion, Dr. Arnold Bluhm (Hubert Koundé) – and launches a fevered transcontinental search for the truth about Tessa’s death and what she tried to accomplish during her short life. What he uncovers is a conspiracy far greater than he could possibly have imagined, involving some of his closest colleagues. Among them are British High Commission lackey Sandy Woodrow (Danny Huston), a man divided by genuine feeling for his friends and an overweening desire for luxury and a chance to climb the greasy pole.

The choice of Mireilles as director was an inspired one. His cinematic style is both understated and vivid. With long-time collaborator César Charlone behind the camera, he has produced a feature that deliberately contrasts the cool, rainy greys and greens of Europe and the dusty red deserts of East Africa. There are scenes shot at vertiginous angles; others filled with chaos and sound; still others where the silence is such that the audience can almost hear itself breathe. Much of the filming was done using locals as extras and with natural sound and light.

“It felt like reportage,” said Weisz, of the process, “or like guerrilla filmmaking.”

There is a sense of omen throughout the film – the source of which is kept well-hidden as the drama unfolds.

“I thought you knew everything,” Weisz’s character says to a British secret agent, trying to glean information. “Only God knows everything,” the agent retorts, “and he works for Mossad.”

The storyline – which involves the testing of unpredictable drugs on an unsuspecting and desperately poor African populace – will likely cause indignation and head-nodding among anti-globalization activists and conspiracy theorists. It’s also enormously timely, given the regular media coverage of attempts to procure generic, low-cost drugs for Third World countries laboring under staggering infection rates for AIDS, tuberculosis and other horrific diseases.

And yet this is a love story as much as anything else – and its leading players are entirely believable in their portrayal of passion. Fiennes – as in many of his previous movies, including The English Patient and The End of the Affair, mines a pained, rather stilted Englishman to consummate effect. As Justin, his response to the suggestion that his wife was having an affair is to crush cactus leaves slowly between his fingers. As Tessa, Weisz, in contrast, lights up the screen with a ferocity and dogged dedication to her mission – demanding that her husband drive a local family 40 kilometres home even as she herself is recovering from a hospital stay. To Tessa, it’s worth it even to help one person.

It is only after Tessa’s death that Justin begins to question his own role in the universe – and in the organization he so loyally serves. He has been not only a devoted fosterer of plant life, but a “constant gardener” in his unwavering sense of duty.

There is a symmetry and a righteousness in the film’s outcome – one that is achieved with well-crafted subtlety and leaves viewers in contemplation long after the lights have gone up. Justin Quayle comes to understand fully his wife’s seemingly overidealized stance – and in the process, loses the ability to remain a mere bystander.

As Maimonides said, “He who saves one life is as if he saved an entire world.”

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