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Venice Film Review: ‘Moffie’

South African auteur Oliver Hermanus makes his masterpiece with this brutal but radiant story of young gay desire on the Angolan war front.

Director:
Oliver Hermanus
With:
Kai Luke Brummer, Ryan de Villiers, Matthew Vey, Stefan Vermaak, Hilton Pelser

1 hour 44 minutes

The Afrikaans word “moffie” is South Africa’s answer to “faggot”: an anti-gay slur used liberally and illiberally across the country’s tangle of languages, in casual playground teasing or brutal bigoted assault alike. If it sounds ineffectively soft and silly on the tongue, trust that it can land with the targeted force of a bullet. We inevitably hear it a lot, hurled with equal viciousness and exuberance, in “Moffie,” the piercing, perfectly formed new film from Oliver Hermanus — in which a closeted, terrified teenager is conscripted and sent to war on the Angolan border in 1981. Each time the word is spoken, it burrows a little deeper under the skin: Anyone who grew up gay in pre-millennial South Africa may need to dig their nails into their armrest to get through what is both a shiver-delicate exploration of unspoken desire and a scarringly brilliant anatomy of white South African masculinity.

Following three fine features of steadily increasing ambition, “Moffie” is Hermanus’ masterpiece in the true sense of the term: the film that consolidates all the promise and preoccupations of his previous work into one quite stunning feat of formal and narrative artistry, establishing him quite plainly as South Africa’s most vital contemporary filmmaker. That it’s premiering in Venice’s Orizzonti sidebar rather than the main Competition — where Hermanus’ last film, the impressive but flawed “The Endless River,” played to mixed notices in 2015 — feels like a major oversight. No matter: “Moffie” still looks set to be the filmmaker’s most broadly acclaimed and exhibited film to date, with LGBT-oriented distributors and festival programmers sure to lead all takers.

This is Hermanus’ second gay-themed drama, following 2011’s vivid, profoundly upsetting “Beauty,” and the two films prove complementary in a variety of ways, both exposing the violent homophobia prevalent in the country’s heavily patriarchal white Afrikaans population. They come at it from different angles, however. Where “Beauty” centered on a self-loathing gay Afrikaner trapped by his own society, “Moffie” examines prejudice from the stunned, stifled perspective of an English-descended soldier learning to adapt or die in his Afrikaner-ruled barracks. While most films set in the Apartheid era focus on the crucial black-white divide, Hermanus and Jack Sidey’s perceptive, economical script — adapted from an autobiographical 2006 novel by André Carl van der Merwe — articulates with unusual nuance and specificity the raging English-Afrikaans conflict within the country’s formerly ruling race.

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18-year-old Nicholas van der Swart (Kai Luke Brummer) may have an Afrikaans last name — a resented imposition, courtesy of his stepfather — but the fine-featured, well-spoken lad risks sticking out like a sore, pink thumb when, like all white boys his age, he’s drafted into two years of compulsory military service. His family puts a brave, bluff face on it, throwing him a send-off party that pretends this is a man-making rite of passage: No one is keen to mention that he’s in fact being groomed for the dangerous, futile, long-running South African Border War, spun by the Apartheid government as a mission of anti-communist protection.

Only Nicholas’ meek birth father seems attuned to his terror, solemnly presenting him with a stack of pornographic girlie magazines “for ammunition” — a gesture that becomes more poignantly obvious as the boy is plunged headfirst into a shouting, sweating nightmare realm of boys playing roughly at manhood. It’s not clear whether the reserved, introverted Nicholas has yet resolved his own sexuality. Still, he knows enough to hide a part of himself from the viciously bullying horde of mostly Afrikaans men, led by the supremely sadistic Sergeant Brand (Hilton Pelser), that he faces in basic training. What ensues is a literal assault course of abuse, humiliation and physical exhaustion, in which any boy who briefly wavers or steps out of line — or, in one case, is shown to have the faintest scar of an ear piercing — is labeled a “moffie,” as if no greater failing could be imagined of a man.

More effeminate recruits are weeded out for special torture; Nicholas, who is at least tall and physically nimble, stoically gets by as much as any of the English — uniformly derided as lily-livered liberals by their Afrikaner peers — can in this environment. But when a silent mutual understanding flickers between him and rebellious squad member Stassen (Ryan de Villiers), gradually growing into deeper, desperate affection, it becomes that much harder to keep his head down. Hermanus and cinematographer Jamie D. Ramsay observe throngs of worn young bodies in motion with something of the tactile, sensually tilted gaze that Claire Denis applied to “Beau Travail”; in the film’s wittiest scene, off-duty soldiers play volleyball in a scene that expressly parallels the equivalent match in “Top Gun,” correcting its famously winking subtext to more overt, unembarrassed homoeroticism.

Often, the camera in “Moffie” seems to be looking on behalf of our protagonist, shooting even desolate natural landscapes in warm shades of skin, candidly expressing curiosity and desire where he dare not. A single, heart-stopping flashback to Nicholas’ childhood shows us why and how he has learned to avert his eyes, as an innocent, unconscious glance in a public-pool shower stall unleashes a grotesque explosion of masculine insecurity and aggression. Unlike the often hushed, humidly dreamlike style Hermanus employs for scenes at the front, he shoots this flare of trauma with buzzing war-zone kineticism — an exquisitely placed reminder that for gay or nascently gay men in a hostile society, everyday life is one minefield after another.

Just about every shot, every cut, every music cue in “Moffie” is aesthetically considered and thematically connective, yet the film never feels overdetermined or airless: Vast, tacit emotion swims to the surface throughout, up to a coda of such suspended, silently symphonic yearning, it fair takes your breath away. Hermanus’ young ensemble plays it with sensitivity and skill, but this is a director’s triumph first and foremost: a dogs-of-war hellride of “Full Metal Jacket” intensity, a queer coming-of-age meditation with something of “Moonlight’s” salt-on-skin tenderness, and a scorching evocation of South Africa’s Border War shame with no major precedent in a national cinema still working through its blind spots. “Moffie” achieves some hard grace in under two hours: Never has the titular slur borne such beauty.

Venice Film Review: 'Moffie'

Reviewed at Working Title screening room, London, Aug. 21, 2019. (In Venice Film Festival — Orizzonti.) Running time: 104 MIN.

Production: (South Africa-U.K.) A Portobello Prods. production in association with Penzance Films. (International sales: Portobello Film Sales, Copenhagen.) Producers: Eric Abraham, Jack Sidey. Executive producer: Philip Prettejohn. Co-producers: Theresa Ryan-Van-Graan, Lamees Albertus, Genevieve Hofmeyr.

Crew: Director: Oliver Hermanus. Screenplay: Hermanus, Jack Sidey, adapted from the novel by André Carl van de Merwe. Camera (color): Jamie D. Ramsay. Editors: Alain Dessauvage, George Hanmer. Music: Braam du Toit.

With: Kai Luke Brummer, Ryan de Villiers, Matthew Vey, Stefan Vermaak, Hilton Pelser, Wynand Ferreira, Rikus Terblanche, Shaun Chad Smit, Hendrik Nieuwoudt. (Afrikaans, English dialogue)

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