Every couple years, Hollywood grafts itself to some cause célèbre
with an almost religious fervor. What with the publicity surrounding
Seven Years In Tibet, the upcoming release of Martin Scorsese's
Kundun and Steven Seagal being anointed as a high holy
man, I think we can safely peg down "Tibet" as this
year's cause.
For those who don't know, Tibet was savagely annexed by China
in 1959. The 14th Dalai Lama fled to India as uprisings were being
crushed and borders were being closed. According to reports by
the International Campaign for Tibet, more than 6,000 monasteries
and temples have been destroyed, and some 1.2 million Tibetans
have died under Chinese oppression. Tibet's greatest enemy, though,
may have been its strict isolationist policy. When China ran roughshod
over the Himalayan nation back in the 1950s, the world took no
notice. Today, the Tibetan people are trying to reverse that trend
by becoming as high-profile as possible. You're more likely to
see the now 62-year-old Dalai Lama shaking hands with Richard
Gere or Sharon Stone at some Hollywood party than leading chants
in a monastery.
The first cresting wave in this rising tide of entertainment industry-based
political consciousness belongs to the film Seven Years In
Tibet. It is directed by Frenchman Jean-Jacques Annaud, stars
Hollywood pretty-boy Brad Pitt and is based on the best-selling
novel by Heinrich Harrer. Harrer's novel is an autobiographical
story about the Austrian mountain climber's escape from an Indian
POW camp during WWII, his flight to Tibet and his eventual seven-year
friendship with the young Dalai Lama. Unfortunately for the filmmakers,
Harrer admitted several months ago to being a member of Hitler's
SS. Though Harrer insists that he only joined to further his freedom
to climb mountains, the revelation could have been a public-relations
nightmare for Sony, who produced the film version of Seven
Years. Filmmakers quickly added a bit of narration in which
Harrer cursorily denounces his Nazi past. Ultimately, it makes
little difference since the film bears only a passing resemblance
to Harrer's autobiography anyway.
In the film, Harrer (Pitt) is an arrogant, bull-headed man ditching
his pregnant wife back in Austria so he can go climb a mountain
in the Himalayas. While he is gone, war breaks out, and he is
tossed into a British POW camp in northern India. He eventually
escapes with the help of another German climber, Peter Aufschnaiter
(British actor David Thewlis). During their arduous trek across
the Himalayas, the two become grudging friends. Eventually, the
duo ends up in the forbidden city of Lhasa, home of the 14th reincarnation
of the Tibetan spiritual leader, the Dalai Lama. Aufschnaiter
falls in love with a Tibetan woman (something that did not happen
in real life), and Harrer pals up with the prepubescent Dalai
Lama.
Director Jean-Jacques Annaud has always been interested in portraying
the primal, natural world in his films (like Quest for Fire,
The Bear and, to a lesser extent, The Name of the Rose).
For the first half of Seven Years In Tibet, Annaud concentrates
on Harrer's triumph over his surroundings (the Himalayas, the
prison camp, the xenophobic environs of Tibet). These early scenes,
although rife with the grandeur of nature, may seem emotionally
chilly. They are an effective setup, though, for the film's more
"humanistic" second half. It's up to Pitt to carry the
film for a while and, while he's hardly a great actor, he does
pull off the vain, glory-hogging aspects of his character (but
he's even worse at faking an Austrian accent than he was at faking
an Irish one in The Devil's Own).
Once our "hero" arrives in the holy city of Lhasa, the
film begins its more political phase. Through Harrer's western
eyes, we witness the beauty, simplicity and eventual destruction
of Tibet. Fortunately, the script doesn't force us to swallow
a huge spiritual awakening on the part of Harrer (the real Harrer
booked it out of Tibet with fourteen pack animals full of gold,
jewelry and other treasures). Instead, we get some wonderful interplay
between Harrer and a voraciously curious young Dalai Lama (14-year-old
Jamyang Jamtsho Wangchuk, who captures the Dalai Lama's intelligence,
humor and compassion with almost scary accuracy). Through his
tutoring of the Dalai Lama, Harrer comes to grips with his humanity,
his past and his long-lost son. When Harrer's transformation does
come, it is a simple shift from selfishness to awareness.
Perhaps by simply doing what it does best, Hollywood really can
help the people of Tibet. A well-made, emotionally affecting film
like Seven Years in Tibet is sure to increase awareness.
And, as this film says, awareness is the first step.