Country: Syria
Title: The Dupes
/ Al-Makhdu’un (1973)
Three Palestinian men are compelled by circumstances to seek
work abroad, attempting to illegally cross the sweltering desert border
between Iraq and Kuwait without visas.
Abou Keiss, displaced and dispossessed, is a middle-aged man with a wife and child. He dreams of his homeland, the orchard he owned there and his best friend, killed in the war. He does not want to leave, but he’s broke, living in half a shared room and knows his village has no future.
Abou Keiss, displaced and dispossessed, is a middle-aged man with a wife and child. He dreams of his homeland, the orchard he owned there and his best friend, killed in the war. He does not want to leave, but he’s broke, living in half a shared room and knows his village has no future.
Marouane is the second
child of a large family. His older brother went to Kuwait to find work, but
eventually stopped sending money home. Marouane’s father, tired and miserable,
shirks financial responsibility too, divorcing his wife and moving in with a disreputable
one-legged woman.
Assad is in his twenties, a resistance fighter lying low
until he can be smuggled across the border by a friend of his father’s.
After
all three men are tricked by malicious smugglers, they encounter Abou
Kheizarane, a truck driver. He agrees to take them over the border, but they
must promise to sit inside the truck’s iron water tank, an airless broiling
casket, during the two dangerous checkpoints.
The Dupes is closely based on Ghassan Kanafani’s novella Men in the
Sun, and it manages to capture the author’s shifting perspectives,
stream-of-conscious flow and aggressively-nonlinear style. Egyptian director
Tewfik Saleh’s untethered camerawork is so sinuous it can be disconcerting: it contemplates sunbeams lancing through an olive grove, follows only the feet of two men
talking, picks out a face in a wall of cacti.
Added to that, Saleh’s cerebral editing jumps us into flashbacks with little fanfare, triggered by images or
words whose importance we may only learn later on. Theses flashbacks are key to
understanding not just the psychology of the characters, but the myriad of
personal and social problems faced by Palestinian refugees in general. Saleh’s
three men are an interesting cross-section; completely different in
personality, age and circumstances, but united by a shared goal. One of my
favorite elements is that the driver, Abou Kheizarane, who we can’t help but
mistrust from the first moment he’s introduced. He also gets a flashback. We find out that Kheizarane stepped on a landmine during the war and lost his manhood. Now he cares for
little except money, but as he bonds with the exiles we come to understand that
he, too, is one of the ‘dupes’ of the title. It is through his eyes that we
experience the film’s feverishly tense climax as he tries to clear his transit paperwork
before his passengers suffocate.
Kanafani was assassinated by the Israeli Mossad
shortly before the movie was released and, ironically, shortly after it was released the
Arab world banned it due to its criticism of government corruption and callousness
(best exemplified during a montage rhythmically cut to an angry speech as a
shill tries to convince Abou Keiss that he owes no loyalty to his leaders). So
it should come as little surprise that few people have seen the film, yet it
remains one of the most powerful and incisive works of Arab modernism.
Major Directors:
Omar Amiralay
2 comments:
Woah, this sounds intense but intriguing. Where does the funding for a film like this come from?
I don't know. Especially since Syria just doesn't make that many films. The few others I've seen are documentaries including an interesting trilogy by Omar Amiralay about Tabqa Dam. In the first film, made in 1974, he celebrates the construction of the dam and the changes it brings, but by 2003 when he made the last documentary, its obvious that the dam was poorly built due to corruption and has had a devastating effect. Its interesting to see his opinions change over the course of several decades.
Anyway, The Dupes is amazing. Structurally and stylistically way ahead of its time especially for the region. I also highly recommend the book, which I own if you want to borrow it.
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