Saving Ciphers: “Argo” (2012)

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    There has been so much hoopla constructed around Ben Affleck’s “Argo”. most of it concentrated on the meaningless and continuously distasteful circus that is the Hollywood Awards Season- the seemingly year-round orgy of masturbatory, unmerited self-congratulation -with much of this attention based upon the premise that the director-star has been unilaterally snubbed in the proper acknowledgement of his genius argoOSby that convenient piñata of the culturally clueless, the Motion Picture Academy of Arts and Sciences, that proper response to and calm consideration of the genuine merits or deficiencies of the film have been effectively obscured by the popular media.

     This is a shame as the film is a welcome throwback to that most abused of contemporary movie genres- the political thriller -currently the dumping ground of generic plot lines choked with a mind-numbing quantity of unstoppable “rogue” assassins, soldiers, spies and Tom Cruise creating explosive, noisome and mind-numbingly identical catastrophic mayhem all in the service of “covert” operations. (More than a few Hollywood screenwriters truly are in need of a dictionary to properly define that term.) It is also refreshing that “Argo” is mercifully founded in solid historical facts and thus is a refreshing exception to the current slavishness to increasingly predictable movie thriller formulas that, ironically, tend to thrill less with every new rendition of the same worn genre tropes overused to the point of creative exhaustion.

    Or so one is led to believe.

    “Argo” relates the story of the so-called “Canadian Caper” in which six members of the U.S. Embassy in Tehran were forced to flee a revolutionary-fed mob which stormed the grounds and took most of the diplomatic personnel hostage, the fugitive six making their ARGOway to safe, secretive hiding ground, first with the British and soon after in divided quarters in the residences of Canadian diplomats, including that of Ambassador Ken Taylor. The bulk of the film depicts the passage of time with the increasingly fiery atmosphere of revolutionary fervor sweeping across much of Iran while the CIA works to find a plan to safely extricate the six without endangering the fate of the remainder of those held hostage in secreted locations, led by agency exfiltration expert Tony Mendez who formulates a plan to put together a fictitious SF movie project- named “Argo” -in which the fugitive six might be spirited out of Iran masquerading as the key members of the film’s crew.

    There is no denying that the film is technically proficient, made with a dogged propulsive energy which keeps the imponderables of the plot at bay during its running time, but unfortunately, the movie does not fare well under even cursory post-viewing scrutiny; a situation that might have been unnecessary had not the filmmakers conceded to the most elementary of film thriller clichés; the last-second razor’s edge escapes overlapping in such quantity in the final half hour that the film barely escapes self-parody, though it does manage to relinquish all hints of credibility.

    Being that the film rather casually abandons historic fact in the service of obvious and tiresome Hollywood thriller devices, “Argo” degenerates from potentially instructive historic docudrama to mere commercial thriller; the type of film which ultimately succeeds or fails on the visceral grip it induces on the viewer and under these terms the film admittedly manages a great deal of tension, especially during the opening scenes depicting the events of Nov. 4, 1979 when the revolutionary protesters in Tehran overran 0Argo4the U.S. Embassy while the staff inside is frantically attempting to shred and incinerate rooms full of confidential documents. This chilling sequence is particularly well staged by Affleck, foregoing the fashionable headache inducing jittery camera work so prevalent with contemporary directors who mistake vertigo for suspense; though Rodrigo Prieto’s camera is constantly on the move, it’s in the service of accentuating the frenzied panic of the sequence, not to obscure those actions through artificial  (and meaningless) spasmodic aesthetics.

    The craftsmanship brought to the production maintains a satisfying level of  dramatic tension in both the Iranian and Langley (CIA headquarters) sequences, but then something peculiar happens which unravels much of the focus of the film and damagingly alters the tone of the story, and that is the introduction of Hollywood as a major player which spends equal time in engaging in intrusive narcissistic self-absorbed “insider” color commentary as in focusing on the intelligence work at hand. While the falsification of a film project and the participation of make-up icon John Chambers are not in question,0Argo1 the appearance of producer Lester Siegel is, as he is a fabrication of the imagination; a supposedly humorous bellwether to the (current) filmmakers’ assumption of the public’s less-than-stellar opinion of the American film industry and a sounding board of borscht belt-level schtick, reducing the eventual participation of the Hollywood principals to seem as if they were equal halves of a roadshow production of “The Sunshine Boys”. Self-congratulatory quips gently poking at the Hollywood hands that feed the filmmakers while simultaneously applauding the very same industry for its resourcefulness and patriotic commitment is not a particularly laudatory excuse for the upending of the deserved historical balance when one considers that many of the most essential people involved in the real story have been erased and ignored; most importantly Canadian diplomat John Sheardown.

    By undercutting an even reasonable fidelity to historical facts, Affleck’s film becomes a confused study in contradictions. Why, for instance, open the film with a documentary, historical prologue of the timeline of events which precipitated the political tensions depicted in the film if the intention of the narrative is a straight fictionalization? (The fact that there are many factual errors even in this background recounting presents its own set of problems.) If the intention of the film is, for once, to portray the CIA as the saviors of an untenable international crisis, then why start your film pointing out that they are responsible for planting the seeds leading directly to that very crisis? (Perhaps for the same reason the characters constantly mock Hollywood, yet the audience is expected to applaud the same movie crowd as instrumental in being an international savior.) If the movie is intended, not as a representation of real events, but a fiction based on fact, then why end the film with a series of title cards indicating the fates of the individual characters and then show comparative photos of the actors and their real-life counterparts?

     Chris Terrio’s screenplay is an model example of Hollywood revisionism defined by the act of reduction. (The film is an ironic representation of the axiom stated in John Ford’s prescient “The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance”: “When the legend becomes fact, print the legend.”) When discarded elements of the real-life events are far more dramatic than their refashioned narrative doppelgangers; what is the logic for such a radical level of editorial fictionalization? Again, the predominant question arises (as if did with James Cameron’s disastrously misconceived “Titanic”): why spend the enormously protracted effort and substantial financial investment to develop and produce a factually based film which filmmakers then feel lacks a sufficiently compelling story without radical alterations that will betray the original material? Surely there was more in the original story than an opportunity for exhaustive padding with the most rudimentary of overused commercial thriller devices.

    Worse yet, is Terrio’s complete inattention to personal detail. The film makes the fatal mistake of never separating the hostages as individuals, making an empathy outside of nationalistic origins impossible; which has the unfortunate effect of creating a very jingoistic tone to the film, in which factual fictionalization within the script is specifically designed to argo2create blatant cultural distortions by which the filmmakers might create greater excitement in inciting the audience to respond negatively to, not merely the dangerous radical antagonists, but an entire people.   By the end of the film, the six diplomats remain ciphers (as does, disgracefully, Ambassador Taylor, who in his heroic capacity is literally reduced to the visible importance of a  hotel bellhop) as do their Iranian counterparts; the modern equivalent of  primitive cinema heroes and villains- one almost expects the appearance of struggling heroines tied to railroad tracks by mustache twirling baddies, so simplistic is the cultural view in the film. By the almost invisible character definitions in the script, all Americans are good, all Iranians pop-eyed, murderous zealots. This is expressed quite openly in a sequence involving the entire phoney film crew taking a stroll through a public bazaar on the pretext of strengthening their cover story by engaging in scouting filming locations; the result of this excursion of which is a riotous explosion of hatred by every citizen in the immediate surroundings. The sequence is frightening and intense, but also fictitious, a shameless invention used only to demonstrate how bloodthirsty the entire population is, though dramatically it undercuts the credibility of the story and Mendez’ competence; just why would he needlessly publicly expose the diplomats to a violent population whose only purpose (as dramatized) is to seek out and kill Americans?

    This cloddish level of conceptual thinking extends to undercutting the realism which Affleck energetically achieves in his mise-en-scene, though Terrio and Affleck’s insistence on capitulating to low-level spy movie machinations- force feeding the story with preposterously conceived hair-breadth perils  -ultimately violates any possibility of narrative logic; at one point, ruinously depicting Mendez as an irresponsible imbecile when he insists on moving forward with the exfiltration despite being informed that the mission has been cancelled. Just how he expects the diplomats to escape and survive without tickets or contacts is a mystery answerable only that it is yet another cheap, manipulative feint the film enthusiastically embraces as Affleck betrays his own subject for the chance at a slam-bang action finale. Nor does Ken Taylor escape contemptuous alteration by, during a tense period. threatening to close the embassy and effectively abandoning the six diplomats to the wolves; an unthinkable notion, insultingly attributed to the real-life hero of the story, but consistent with the foolhardy method in which the filmmakers abuse history in the service of momentary narrative screw tightening.

     Ben Affleck performance is competent enough- finally abandoning the cloying air of self-satisfaction that has dogged most of his previous work -in the central role of CIA exfiltration expert Tony Mendez, managing to handle the covert intelligence facets of the role with a convincing, stubborn and committed edge, though Affleck fails to delineate the character outside of his 0Argo3professional functions, rendering the sequences of Mendez as both father and husband ill-defined and therefore needless distractions to the primary narrative line. With John Goodman, there exists a different though interesting situation; an intensely likable actor,  as John Chambers, Goodman is appealingly gregarious, as is his specialty, but he brings nothing to the role we haven’t seen in a dozen recent interpretations by him, as if each role finds definition in the same behavioral and reactive buttons that entertain the viewer but ultimately fail to illuminate the character beyond surface pleasures. Alan Arkin as fictitious film producer Lester Siegel fares worse; this once vital actor- in the late 60’s to early 70’s, one of the best reasons to go to the movies -has succumbed to narcoleptic strolling through roles, never raising the level of his role above that of curmudgeonly smart-aleck, a major disappointment since he has the most latitude in interpreting his role as the character of Lester Siegel is a complete invention of the screenwriter.

    Is this intended as legitimate docudrama or spy movie tomfoolery? There is room for both in the cinema, but the method of the filmmakers seems intent on blurring the distinction in an attempt to satisfying the visceral appetite for both while equally cheating on historical nourishment for the mind. As a filmmaker, Ben Affleck is well adorned in the Hollywood fashion of empty sledgehammer thrills for their own sake, but as a creative artist yearning for profundity and touched with finesse, this director still wears no clothes.movie

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8 Responses to Saving Ciphers: “Argo” (2012)

  1. ghostof82 says:

    I was always wary of the premise and hype around this movie, your review seems to confirm my fears were founded. Seems it was targeting Oscar from the start.

    • I believe you’re right about that. The marketing surrounding the film certainly seemed more interesting in boosting Affleck’s career as someone to be taken seriously than in crediting the true-life heroes of the story, which the director often was positively gymnastic in his avoidance of their proper acknowledgement. I suspect “Argo” will suffer the fate of many films whose popularity was generated mainly by frenzied award season subterfuge and will slide into a mediocre oblivion in years to come.

  2. Argo was so intense I barely had a hair left in my head after pulling it out. But after reading your very astute and thought-provoking review, I realized I had been manipulated into a fine rage against an entire people, and drawn into unlikely scenarios. All the hype about the film being true to actual events left me confused about the same scene you pointed out – the one where Affleck takes the crew unnecessarily into the teeth of the dragon, which would have exposed their unfamiliarity with their film personas.and exposed them to unwanted danger. Which it did in order to pump up the suspense. I also highly doubted the “in the nick of time” sequences at the end. I am looking forward to seeing the upcoming documentary mentioned by another of your readers so I can finally separate fact from fiction. Great review.

    Oh, and by the way. At the risk of appearing sheltered, another thing I can’t believe is the blizzard of four-letter F words flying around in a diplomatic setting. I mean, I understand the intensity of the situation, but in the 70s you were more likely to hear the S four-letter word under extreme conditions.. Is this another example of Hollywood putting its own amoral words in the mouths of people from 40 years ago? Back in the 70s, believe it or not, there was still such a thing as “ladies present”, and I only ever heard it while living on base — and then only if I happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time..I still live in a society where the indiscriminate and unbridled use of such language is obnoxious and highly offensive. If its purpose is to shock, it is overused, overrated, and therefore totally repugnant.

    • Sorry to hear about your Affleck induced hair loss. Might I suggest wearing a football helmet next time, for added protection? (Forgive me. It’s the failed Las Vegas stand-up comic that I never wanted to be in me.) Anyway, generally I try not to be such a slave to demanding historical accuracy in films (there would be nothing left to see), considering it’s usually a lost cause anyway, but in the case of “Argo” I was struck (as in “Titanic”) of a creative arrogance which thought itself more clever than real-life events, and then the unmitigated self-congratulation with which the film makers awarded themselves despite the same falsification. Thanks for the comments on the subject, which are always welcome and interesting. Another point, you raised was the language, of which the descending level of coarseness in popular culture is something that should addressed and fairly quickly. Even in “Lincoln”, certain words emerged, quite unnecessarily, giving the scenes an immediate anachronistic feel, given the literacy of the rest of the script. (To think of a similar occurrence in a film such as “1776” would be unthinkable.)I agree, in social situations rank obscenity still retains the power to annoy and shock, so I wonder what is the presumed filter to tolerate such uncreative limitations of expression when we go to a film? In a review, several weeks ago, I was stumped over making a quotation from a film which contained an obscenity and thought long and hard about it’s appropriateness until finally reaching the conclusion that the quote was necessary to make my point, but I’m still not happy about that as I would hope that language might always elevate without undo offense. I think your point was finely raised.

  3. Cliff Burns says:

    I agree with your expert dissection of the film.

    Affleck and his producers tried to play both sides against the middle and end up with a film that is far more Hollywood than fact. Canadian ambassador in Iran Ken Taylor has ridiculed the movie, pointing out that, in actuality, Affleck’s character spent less than 2 days in Iran…he also deplored the facile depiction of the Iranian people.

    Every time I see the tag “based on a true story” stuck onto a movie I tend to avoid it–usually the “facts” are distorted, reality hardly represented. You’d think in the case of a “true story” as exciting as this, producers would work harder to make things right. The historical events upon which “Argo” was based didn’t require embellishment; Affleck needed a hero to suit his limited acting and directing skills, so he manufactured one. Too bad he lacks the talent to depict the real story, it would have made a great picture.

    Never fear, however, a documentary is in the works. perhaps those folks will do it right…

    • Cliff, as usual, I thank you for your comments. The frustration I feel in seeing history falsified without purpose never ceases to annoy. That true-life heroics are bastardized in the service of standard Hollywood “thriller” formula is self-defeating; not only denying the audience an instructive lesson in history and in failing to relate genuine acts of moral courage and self-sacrifice- the real ingredients of heroism, not Ben Affleck staring dumbly at an adoring line of fawning Red Carpet Award worshippers -but also in masquerading the true facts of the incident- infinitely more interesting and useful in understanding the tenuous world situation even today -that might stimulate further reading into the events, instead of guiding misguided admirers of the film to learn more about Affleck in US magazine. I look forward to the documentary you mention with great interest.

  4. greercn says:

    I loved this movie. It compresses and alters some of the truth – the six Americans spent some time with the Italians and the Swiss before they went to the Canadians – but I had so much fun watching it that it was hours later that I thought about how much was changed for the sake of the movie. I did feel I had a sense of the individuals, but there are so many people here that yours is a valid criticism. I enjoyed reading your review!

    • Were it released as a straightforward thriller, I think the film would have been more effective (though not completely) but what disturbed me about the film is the hubris with which director Affleck promoted the film as a “true” story when, in fact, the true story was far more interesting and compelling. It’s the same principle that applied to Cameron’s “Titanic”. If the story is so compelling, why the need to add your own spin on it, which devalues the events and insults the actual participants? Fidelity to history need not be absolute, but neither should film makers rush to concessions toward entirely unnecessary fictionalizations that reduce lessons in true-life heroism and only expose the film maker’s own discomfort in dealing with subjects far outside of their comfort zone without the use of standard Hollywood formulas.

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