There are moments of
sharp, brittle, deadpan humour in Austrian filmmaker Ulrich Seidl’s powerful, bleak,
ironic and relentlessly downbeat film Import/Export;
three scenes were especially reminiscent of the palette & tone in Roy
Andersson’s fabulous ‘Grandeur of
Existence Trilogy’ – a man trying in futility to kick-start a bike, two men
silently shadow-boxing in a cramped room, a woman dancing with an old man to a
melancholic tune in an empty basement hall. The movie’s two key protagonists
are social outsiders who make complementary journeys in the parallel narratives
– Olga (Ekateryna Rak), a single mother residing in a monstrous apartment block
in crumbling post-Communist Ukraine, who scrapes her living as a nurse and an
inept webcam sex worker, takes the difficult decision to leave behind her kid and
relocate to Vienna with the hope of a better life – only to experience arbitrary
discrimination, hostility and despair, initially as a housemaid and thereafter,
in the film’s most deeply poignant sections, as a janitor in a geriatric
hospital; Pauli (Paul Hofmann), on the other hand, is a gauche Austrian guy indebted
to practically everyone, who, upon losing his job as a security guard upon
being humiliated by a gang of hooligans, and then not making anything out of a
series of sadly funny motivational sessions, joins his greasy stepfather (Michael
Thomas) in a trip to Ukraine to sell outdated candy and arcade gaming machines,
only to experience the nadir of the latter’s grotesqueness. The film, shot in static
shots and a spare style that gave it a stark look, provided a
disconcerting view on the sordidness of being compelled to follow
the money trail – be it as a dispossessed immigrant or an aimless drifter.
Director: Ulrich Seidl
Genre: Drama/Social Satire/Black Comedy
Language: German/Russian/Slovak
Country: Austria
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