5 reviews
Let's face, "The White Pyramid" does contain some manifest implausibilities. We are led to believe that Wallander (Rolf Lassgård) manages to foil a plot to kill Nelson Mandela at the Nobel Prize awards in Oslo on his own without the help of the Norwegian police, the majority of whom stand aside while he climbs up a high tower, takes on a ruthless Russian killer (Jesper Christensen), pursues him down to ground level, then steals a diplomatic car to chase the killer through the countryside before running him over. Although murdering the killer in cold blood, Wallander escapes censure by the Norwegian authorities as he returns home to Sweden to a party organized by his father.
On the way to this climax, however, Pelle Berglund makes some important observations about South Africa in the post-apartheid era. He contrasts the rich European areas of Cape Town with the townships where the chief of police John September (Basil Appollis) resides, thereby proving that governmental reform doesn't necessarily lead to societal change. Although Wallander receives assistance from one of September's black associates, it's clear that the police inspector isn't really welcome in that part of town. The white head of the security services (Gideon De Wet) who follows Wallander to the townships, refuses to go any further for fear of his personal safety.
In Sweden Wallander encounters hired killer Mabasha (Tshamano Sebe), another black South African. While the killer has a checkered history, it's clear that he has been ruthlessly exploited by the whites, who set him up as a patsy to advance their own personal scheme of restoring apartheid. Mabasha knows what they have done to him, yet seems powerless to intervene.
The political chaos of South Africa parallels the personal chaos of Wallander's life. He gets on well with his daughter (Charlotte Sieling), yet it's clear that he's frightened of any close personal engagement. Whenever a scene of intimacy takes place, the sound of intrusive opera music can be heard in the background, showing Wallander's need for some kind of aural distraction, especially when alone with a member of the opposite sex. This represents the thematic antithesis of someone like Britain's Inspector Morse, who used classical music to help him solve cases.
Rolf Lassgård dominates the proceedings, both physically and emotionally. We understand his love for the job, but understand what a risk it represents to his health, especially when he wolfs down a pizza or swigs a beer. No one, it seems, can prevent him sliding down the slippery slope towards a heart attack.
On the way to this climax, however, Pelle Berglund makes some important observations about South Africa in the post-apartheid era. He contrasts the rich European areas of Cape Town with the townships where the chief of police John September (Basil Appollis) resides, thereby proving that governmental reform doesn't necessarily lead to societal change. Although Wallander receives assistance from one of September's black associates, it's clear that the police inspector isn't really welcome in that part of town. The white head of the security services (Gideon De Wet) who follows Wallander to the townships, refuses to go any further for fear of his personal safety.
In Sweden Wallander encounters hired killer Mabasha (Tshamano Sebe), another black South African. While the killer has a checkered history, it's clear that he has been ruthlessly exploited by the whites, who set him up as a patsy to advance their own personal scheme of restoring apartheid. Mabasha knows what they have done to him, yet seems powerless to intervene.
The political chaos of South Africa parallels the personal chaos of Wallander's life. He gets on well with his daughter (Charlotte Sieling), yet it's clear that he's frightened of any close personal engagement. Whenever a scene of intimacy takes place, the sound of intrusive opera music can be heard in the background, showing Wallander's need for some kind of aural distraction, especially when alone with a member of the opposite sex. This represents the thematic antithesis of someone like Britain's Inspector Morse, who used classical music to help him solve cases.
Rolf Lassgård dominates the proceedings, both physically and emotionally. We understand his love for the job, but understand what a risk it represents to his health, especially when he wolfs down a pizza or swigs a beer. No one, it seems, can prevent him sliding down the slippery slope towards a heart attack.
- l_rawjalaurence
- Aug 31, 2015
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there is lot to be said for Swedish made for TV film from the 90s. this particular one is certainly doomed by a rather good novel which it is based on. the screen writing follows the novel rather loosely but still tries to incorporate all the locations and characters of the original source and that is where this film does not work. i am not sure if there was a lot of material shot that ended on the cutting room floor or if the script is actually the choice. either way - it makes the plot complicated and not so very straight without adding excitement. some good writing has gone into this but maybe it would have been better to remove it even further from the novel. the editing especially lacks in craftsmanship. performances are rather good, however. one does get the impression though, that filming partly in cape town seemed to be a nice option for everybody. since Mankell is a very! famous author in scandinavia, one cannot help thinking that the team was under the impression that everything they produce is going to be a success.
Well, I said just "boring" to avoid to be censored.
As said, it can heal you from disliking Hollywood movies. They have at least some kind of casual entertainment. Which seems (after you saw that movie) not so easy.
There was hard to find some piece of logic there. Maybe the biggest hit was when someone (who? and why?) killed the very bad guy, the policeman come and smiling offered himself to help that it seems like a suicide. It seemed that no-one was interested any further for this case.
It was amazing seeing how Wallander are sweating in Capetown and begging for cool blower... while the others go with overcoat on the streets. Accidentally I knew how the weather is in Capetown and it is not especially hot even in the Summer. But this should be Africa and even South, so, it should be hot, isn't it?
It was so boring that I was interested if something gonna happen. At the very end (maybe) I switched it off.
As said, it can heal you from disliking Hollywood movies. They have at least some kind of casual entertainment. Which seems (after you saw that movie) not so easy.
There was hard to find some piece of logic there. Maybe the biggest hit was when someone (who? and why?) killed the very bad guy, the policeman come and smiling offered himself to help that it seems like a suicide. It seemed that no-one was interested any further for this case.
It was amazing seeing how Wallander are sweating in Capetown and begging for cool blower... while the others go with overcoat on the streets. Accidentally I knew how the weather is in Capetown and it is not especially hot even in the Summer. But this should be Africa and even South, so, it should be hot, isn't it?
It was so boring that I was interested if something gonna happen. At the very end (maybe) I switched it off.