The Bridge on the River Kwai
Directed by: David Lean
Written by: Pierre Boulle (novel), Carl Foreman and Michael Wilson (screenplay)
Starring: Alec Guinness, William Holden, Jack Hawkins, Sessue Hayakawa, James Donald
I usually save movie reviews for my other blog, but this fits in thematically with Memorial Day (and also with a cross blog debate on the best war movies), so here we go.
Set in a Japanese prisoner of war camp in Burma during World War II, it follows a battle of wills between Japanese camp commander Colonel Saito (Sessue Hayakawa), who must use prisoner labor to build the titular railway bridge, and newly arrived British Colonel Nicholson (Alec Guinness), the stiff upper lip, by-the-book commander to end all stiff upper lip, by-the-book commanders. Saito needs his bridge built by mid-May or he’ll have to commit suicide. Nicholson insists that he will only cooperate if the entire operation is done by the book (with him commanding his troops and officers exempt from manual labor, as per the Geneva convention).
The battle of wills between the two men makes up the core of the first half of the movie. Saito theoretically holds all the cards, but Nicholson will not give an inch. Saito threatens to machine gun the allied officers for disobeying, leaves them standing to fry in the sun all day, then confines them to a punishment hut and Nicholson to a hot box for days on end, all to no avail. Meanwhile, bridge construction falls further and further behind schedule.
Saito eventually has Nicholson pulled from the hot box, barely able to walk, on the raw edge of consciousness, and plies him with food and scotch, only to have Nicholson refuse him yet again.
In the end, both men get their demands, and all it costs them is everything. Saito gets a much better bridge built, but is absolutely emasculated in the process. There’s a dinner party where Nicholson tells Saito the Japanese have done everything wrong and the bridge must be rebuilt in a new location, in the process getting all his demands met and subtly demonstrating that he, not Saito, is the one calling the shots.
There is a secondary plot that follows William Holden as American officer Shears, who manages to escape the camp, and then is recruited by British Major Warden (Jack Hawkins) to help a commando squad travel across the jungle to blow up the bridge. That part of the movie is solid as well, and is what drives the film’s climax.
One surprise is just how funny The Bridge on the River Kwai is, in a very low-key, black comedy way. Saito’s blank-eyed helplessness in the face of his ongoing humiliation is a constant source of amusement, and many of the meetings between Nicholson and Saito are darkly hilarious. Supposedly Lean didn’t want Guinness’ portrayal to have that comic edge, but in many ways it really makes the movie.
Guinness gives an Oscar-winning performance for the ages as Nicholson, a stubborn, decent, blinkered officer who does the wrong thing (aiding an enemy’s war effort) for all the right reasons. He’s a tragic figure who’s more right than wrong, successfully standing up for his men but trapped by his own adherence to regulation. Hayakawa isn’t nearly on that level (there were probably a dozen Japanese actors who could have turned in a more nuanced performance at the time), but he’s good enough. Holden and Hawkins turn in solid performances, and the rest of the cast is filled with great British character actors.
It’s a war film with barely any combat, a two-and-a-half hour film that never seems to drag, and remains not only a great war film, but a great film period, winner of seven Oscars, including Best Director, Best Screenplay and Best Picture, and currently sits at 167 on the IMDB Top 250 list.
Back in the dim mists of time, I also read the Pierre Boulle novel the film was based on, and it’s worth reading on its own. One bit left out was that one of the commandos was a former bridge engineer who had redesigned a single truss over and over again until he had reduced the amount of steel used by half, which gave him ample motivation to want to blow up a bridge….
Tags: Alec Guinness, David Lean, Military, movie review, movies, World War II
I visited this bridge. Nothing like what appeared in the film, very sturdy steel railway affair that was bombed several times. The movie is at best a bad joke that tries to make the Japanese who destroyed a far larger British Army, appear as bungling idiots. The Japanese were very capable, very accomplished monsters. They recruited perhaps 50,000 or more civilians to work on the “death” railway from Malaysia, Indonesia, etc, most of these fools didn’t survive. Allied POWs as well fared badly, but this was toned down in the film. A far better depiction of the lot of POWs in the hands of the Japanese is King Rat.
The film is vastly entertaining, a model of what Hollywood used to be capable of but sadly cannot produce today. The actors are uniformly outstanding and stand in stark contrast to the nancy boys and steroid kings we see today.
For those of you who haven’t clicked the link above, I commend the IMFV trivia to your attention.
Sir Laurence Olivier was no dumbass.
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