The Way Back

I have a soft spot for Weir, but he’s off the mark here. Actually, I think that it wasn’t reasonable to even try to make a film like this, paradoxically, for the same (or rather, opposite) reason that made me doubt 127 Hours. Whereas in Boyle’s latest, there wasn’t enough story for a feature film, in The Way Back  there is too much and it feels like a bunch of haphazardly cut sections of the story of a much longer film. I can’t say I had fun, or that I feel like watching the extended (complete) version. After those 133 minutes, I felt almost as exhausted as if I had made that trek, which, as someone who likes comfort, is not something I can appreciate. (04/21/2011)

Back from Siberia. Let’s go, they said. And so they walked and walked... However, Weir didn’t realize that without a good screenplay this wouldn’t gain much pace as a drama and that it probably just shuffle along. See, this is an unworthy substitute for Seven Years in Tibet and As Far as My Feet Will Carry Me (even more so since it’s made up, however Papillon showed that isn’t always necessarily bad). Otherwise, it’s too bad that those two adaptations escaped him (doubly so, because then they wouldn’t have been badly-made movies). And nobody knows how to draw you in like Peter Weir. It felt like I was tramping that interminable trail myself (meant in a good way), I felt what the characters felt at every moment, I was there. So from my point of view enjoyed and endured, and therefore it’s outstanding. (04/14/2011)

Nothing but a few above-average scenes that touch the heart. Otherwise, this film is too polished and cinematic, which shouldn't be surprising considering it was directed by a film classic and a person who rarely goes against the tide. Peter Weir is undoubtedly a great director, but his conservative style didn’t resonate with me here. He knows how to set up a good game, with an attractive thematic approach and a stellar cast, but he didn't completely captivate me. Without the crazy Colin Farrell and the raw Ed Harris, The Way Back would be nothing more than an average adventure film, where everything is as it should be, and the plot can be essentially predicted. The dream sequences are completely out of place. What I want is either a gritty, uncompromising film, or something that I can philosophise to. Having both doesn't work. (06/04/2011)

What was missing in As Far as My Feet Will Carry Me was in this film. Characters one can relate to, spectacular shots of Russian, Mongolian, Indian and other nature (National Geographic is National Geographic), great music. Some of the scenes (the men chase away a pack of wolves from a carcass and then act just like them - crossing the desert...) are memorable, as are Colin Farrell's creations (I was staring). I was disappointed by the totally unused Mark Strong, the shamefully shortened Himalayan crossing and the whole rushed ending in general. (08/25/2011)

Sławomir Rawicz experienced something unimaginable, so I have no problem tolerating his fiction. The post-war generation needed many such stories to survive. After the first war, there was Anastasia, after the second The Way Back. The only problem I have is with the adaptation being too universal and with actors who are too famous. Colin Farrell and Ed Harris? Their faces are simply an obstacle to believable ordinary characters. (01/17/2023)