Film: United 93

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28 April 2006 13:02


Just trying to prepare myself to see this. The reviews definitely encourage me to.


Raw Courage

'United 93' Is a Gripping, Sensitive Portrayal of Terror Victims' Brave Final Act

By Ann Hornaday
Washington Post Staff Writer
Friday, April 28, 2006; Page C01

It's difficult to fathom why anyone would want to relive the events of Sept. 11, 2001. For those of us who lost friends and loved ones that day, who were in New York and Washington and experienced the tragedy firsthand, that grievous morning is never far from consciousness. When nothing more than a fine summer day and a bluebird sky can bring it all back, who needs the movies?

But the movies, for better and for worse, are part of our cultural grammar, part of our need to impose narrative sense on that which defies both narrative and sense. There are some filmgoers who will see "United 93" out of morbid voyeurism, some looking for meaning and catharsis, others simply to bear witness to sacrifice. (On this level, "United 93" could well become a secular phenomenon on par with "The Passion of the Christ.") Whether they are rubberneckers, pilgrims or patriots, those who choose to see "United 93" will be rewarded with a film that resists pandering to them or any other constituency. Tough, compassionate, devoid of false sentiment or cheap spectacle, "United 93" approaches its otherwise questionable enterprise—the reenactment, some might say exploitation, of a gruesome mass murder—with unflinching tact, control and aesthetic rigor. Considering the perversities of a world in which "United 93" will be listed on the multiplex marquee with "Scary Movie 4," we're surpassingly fortunate that this is the movie we got.

BELOW: Passengers prepare to fight back against the hijackers of United Flight 93, a story that director Paul Greengrass tells with exquisite dignity. (By Jonathan Olley—Universal Studios)

To the extent that "United 93" succeeds, when it could so easily and miserably have failed, all credit is due to writer-director Paul Greengrass, a filmmaker of superb technical skill and, more important to the subject at hand, moral seriousness. As he did in his breakout 2002 film "Bloody Sunday," about the ill-fated civil rights march in Derry, Ireland, in 1972—and, like the classic 1966 film "The Battle of Algiers," which seems to be his chief inspiration for both films—here Greengrass proves to be a filmmaker of humility, courage, precision and maturity.

And, like the earlier film, he tells the story of a day that changed the world simply by starting at the beginning. Four Muslim men pray in a hotel room, preparing to catch a flight at the Newark airport; meanwhile, pilots, flight attendants, passengers and air traffic controllers make their workaday way to their own appointments with destiny.

In Newark, small talk about kids, vacations, the thunderstorm last night. At the Federal Aviation Administration command center in Herndon, operations manager Ben Sliney shows up for his first day of work. At the Northeast Air Defense Sector in Upstate New York, Maj. Kevin Nasypany starts up some simulations against a fictional Russian incursion. The 37 passengers and seven crew members aboard Flight 93 to San Francisco wait patiently during its takeoff delay, sleeping, chatting, taking breakfast orders. Who can forget that 9/11 was just another day, until it wasn't. (In the film's most shattering scene, one reminiscent of the famous cafe sequence in "The Battle of Algiers," hijacker Ziad Jarrah, impeccably played by Khalid Abdalla, sits in the airport's waiting area with the people he's about to kill; is that ambivalence that plays across his face, or merely apprehension?)

Artfully intercutting between scenes at the airport, on the plane, at air traffic towers throughout the Eastern Seaboard and Midwest and at the air defense headquarters, Greengrass creates a taut, unnerving tick-tock of the four planes and their fates, mostly through the eyes of the air traffic controllers and Sliney (who like many of his colleagues plays himself in the film). With his characteristic control of tone and pacing, Greengrass takes viewers on the terrible, swift journey from routine to flat-out horror, though in hindsight, that journey was anything but swift. More than heroism or history, "United 93" is about the agonizingly slow dawning of reality, as the people onscreen flail through a slough of their own assumptions and complacencies to finally punch through the awful surface.

Using Sliney and the other air traffic controllers as the audience's surrogates was a stroke of genius on Greengrass's part, as was his choice to cast an outstanding ensemble of unknown character actors in the film; one need only contemplate a title card reading "Matthew McConaughey as Todd Beamer" to realize how easily "United 93" could have gone very, very wrong. Indeed although Beamer, like every other passenger on the flight, is portrayed in an unnamed but thoroughly specific performance (in his case by an actor named David Alan Basche), his signature tagline from the day—"Let's roll"—is thankfully underplayed. In fact, the only discernible nod to dramatic exigencies is the film's penultimate scene of Beamer and his fellow passengers storming the plane's cockpit; most analysts have concluded that they never breached the door.

But that's a meaningless detail compared with everything that "United 93" gets right—the dailiness, the dread and, most important, the steadfast refusal to lead viewers by the nose through what will surely be myriad complicated emotions. (Because of United 93's probable target of the White House or the Capitol, for many people reading this particular newspaper the chief emotion will likely be gratitude.)

Ambivalence seems to be a painfully inadequate, mewling response to the courage of United 93's passengers who, according to Hemingway's definition of the term, acted not in fearlessness but despite their fear. This is a film that demands a different vocabulary, one that conveys both misgivings about our need for these fetishistic cinematic rituals, and admiration for the discipline and dignity with which an artist has brought the incomprehensible into lucid and uncompromising focus.

"United 93" is a great movie, and I hated every minute of it.

United 93 (111 minutes, at area theaters) is rated R for profanity and intense sequences of terror and violence.


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28 April 2006 19:36

I saw Discovery channel’s show about flight 93.
I cried for a good while afterwards.
I doubt I’ll be going to see this.

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28 April 2006 22:32


Maybe that was more than enough then, Nyracasso. Sounds pretty rough :(. I hadn’t really been planning to go anytime soon, but come 10:30 tonight I found myself hopping into the jeep to make the last showing. At the end, 1am, I was the last one in the theater (I’m an end-credits junkie), and was just a wreck. I needed a hug so bad, but decided not to freak out the usher on my way out :?.

The production was extremely well done, played straight and simple, nearly documentary-style, with no frills, or ‘acting’ or melodrama. The film score was extremely subtle.

The story offered a lot by way of perspective from the flight control and military people, which I wasn’t familiar with. One thing can be said for certain:  the irony of faith was demonstrated quite effectively (more on that below). Also made clear was how out of touch our Top Dog seemed to be that morning. . .  but of course we know it was story hour in Florida, far more critical . . .

It also showed how oblivious we were as a nation before that morning. You can hear it clearly in the dialogue. It was so odd remembering, via this movie, that there was ever a time when we drifted through our days without  this Islamic threat looming in the back of our collective minds.

If you’ll be going, you might consider going sooner rather than later, if only because I heard that 10% of the first three days gross profit will go towards a memorial.

***** Warning: Spoilers Below *****



Silly to worry about spoilage when we all know what happened that day. Still, if you prefer to get it all firsthand, skip reading.

I really should have brought a friend. Even as the lights were dimming my heart was beginning to hammer. I was like a five-year-old in my seat, couldn’t be still. But after it got going, it was like being strapped in to one of the airline seats, where all you can do is grip the armrests and stare straight ahead.

There’s something that sinks in as all the mundane preliminaries of that day play out, quite awhile before the first impact at the Towers. It gets more alarming as you catch snippets of each of the passenger’s lives, knowing these are actors, but that each represents a real person. The anticipation was just excruciating—boarding and getting seated, chatting to each other, enjoying their breakfast service, doing crossword puzzles . . . you know, just normal stuff on a normal morning flight.

The scene I referred to regarding faith had me shaking my head in wonderment. The camera passes over several passengers as they mutter the Our Father in anguish, and then shifts to the terrorist pilots muttering their own version, also in anguish. All through the movie you’re seeing the air traffic controllers, helpless to intervene, calling out to God in various ways. It was so surreal, from my newly adjusted POV.

Maybe the most poignant flash of scenes came near the end. Everyone, without fail, once they got ahold of a loved one or a loved one’s answering machine, said, “I love you” or “Tell them I love them”. 


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29 April 2006 04:39

Everyone that I have heard who saw it seems to say that they had heart palpitations when seeing this film. I am not sure I can go through that while stuck in a crowded movie theater. I may have to wait until video, or until the end of its run when I get half the theater to myself. I’ll need to spread out and get comfortable.

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16 May 2006 21:49

Thanks Mia.  I hadn’t planned on seeing this.  Now I think that I have to do it.


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27 May 2006 05:32

I haven’t decided if I want to see this or not.

I do have to say that if anybody could pull something like this off, without making it seem exploitative or dishonorable to the memories of the people who died it would be Paul Greengrass.

His Bloody Sunday was an amazing recreation of that event and I’d expect nothing less when he deals with this one.

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28 May 2006 12:09

I thought I would never see this film, fearing that it was propaganda to stoke the fires for the war on Iraq.

Then I too read reviews, and even more persuasive was the discussion of the film I heard in the podcast “Cinecast.”  (which is now called “Filmspotting.”  I highly recommend it if you are into film).

So I went to see it. 

It is harrowing, but I was glad I saw it.  It’s amazing how it makes you feel like you’re inside that plane while not passing judgment on anything.  It just observes.

An excellent piece of filmmaking.