Red Riding: In the Year of Our Lord 1974

2009

Crime / Drama

39
Rotten Tomatoes Critics - Fresh 100%
Rotten Tomatoes Audience - Upright 77%
IMDb Rating 7.1

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Andrew Garfield as Eddie Dunford
David Morrissey as Maurice Jobson
John Henshaw as Bill Hadley
Anthony Flanagan as Barry Gannon
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Reviewed by tyler-and-jack 10 / 10

Let this wolf at your door.

Wow. Just . . . . wow! This is quite possibly the finest drama I have EVER seen on British TV in years and years and years, possibly even the finest drama ever. But before I begin the review let me just say that you really need to see all 3 parts of the trilogy to get the most from the overall tapestry.

When a little girl's body turns up (with swan wings stitched into her back) in Yorkshire all eyes turn to the police force to apprehend the killer as swiftly as possible. Unofrtunately, the police seem to be too busy lining their own pockets and framing other people to find any real justice. After a life of relative inadequacy (and I know THAT feeling), a returning local lad (played by Andrew Garfield) decides to dig a little deeper but it's not long before he's in way over his head with more victims linked to the crime and more suspects that may well seem "untouchable".

Okay, it may still feel like a TV production but if it does then it's certainly one with the best production values. Cinematic in many ways that could, hopefully, make you forget that you're watching a small-screen opus.

The cast list, as is the case with the entire trilogy, is a dream one. You may not know all of the names but, trust me, these people are great actors firing on all cylinders. Peter Mullan (always great), David Morrisey (so good that he made me forget all about the travesty he was in with Sharon Stone), Sean Bean, Warren Clarke, Eddie Marsan, Rebecca Hall and Sean Harris (again, is he EVER bad??) are just some of my favourites from this outing.

The subject matter certainly doesn't make for comfortable viewing and there were times when even a lifelong horror fan such as myself began to wince and worry about what was yet to come. In many ways I feel that this actually did trip into horror territory but with a very real, unsafe horror that encroaches on our reality more often than any of us would like it to. The helplessness of child victims and the helplessness of those left in the hands of corrupt authorities/guardians ensures that you won't have an easy viewing experience. But you will have a damn worthwhile one.

See this if you like: Zodiac, The Woodsman, L.A. Confidential.

Reviewed by Simon_Says_Movies 6 / 10

Everyone has demons...

Don't let the 1974 fool you, this year merely indicates the time period in which this British crime drama is set. The first film of a trilogy, 1974 sets up the desolate Yorkshire town which has again been struck with the grizzly and brutal murder of a young girl. This makes her merely an entry in string of disappearances over the previous decade. Despite atmosphere thick enough to ski upon, this movie fails to offer much compelling and is a tough slog not only due to its grimy nature but also its convoluted narrative.

What begin with an investigation into a young girls disappearance, gives way to a murder, then to police corruption and bureaucratic cover-ups. Dropped squarely in the center is amateur journalist Eddie Dunford (Andre Garfield) whose combination of determination and coyness take him down a dark road. I will not even delve into the plot more than I have, as not only is it too complex to adequately lay out, but I am still trying to sort it all out myself.

While the performances are uniformly good, the characters are thoroughly unlikeable. Even our protagonist Eddie has a smarmy quality to him that makes it difficult for a real connection to be achieved. This is so with much of Red Riding: 1974, we are kept at arms length; never able to engage with any of the players nor the grief and depression the town is experiencing. Such is amplified further by the engrained ugliness at every corner which inhibits any discernible depth; everyone has demons, everything is wrong and nobody is happy. Thus, the instances of violence are muted by the grimness by which it is surrounded.

If you are really hankering for a dark tragic crime film starring Andrew Garfield, check out Boy-A; a supremely better and more resonant film. The highlight of the film for me was seeing Sean Bean again. His presence in films is an iota of what it should be and he gives one of the films best performances. Not having yet seen the following two instalments of this series I can not say with confidence this film will not be elevated when viewed in context. At this point, what I can say with confidence is Red Riding: 1974 was not an enjoyable experience. Perhaps, then, it was a success in its own right.

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Reviewed by miloc 8 / 10

The landscape of the soul

It is 1974. Our protagonist, young and hip, has shaggy hair, sideburns, and a slick leather jacket. Asked about his suit at his father's funeral: "Carnaby's," he admits. "Oh, ay," says one mourner, with a hint of added dismay.

He's been in the South, you see. American viewers with a limited perception of the UK may, at the beginning of Channel Four's remarkable Red Riding trilogy, have little understanding of what difference that makes. They will soon learn. "This is the North," says one of the terrifying policemen who populate this film's haunted Yorkshire. "Where we do what we want."

Red Riding: In the Year of Our Lord 1974 begins under lowering skies. A girl of ten has vanished. A young and callow crime reporter Eddie Dunford (Andrew Garfield) gets clued in by a conspiracy-minded colleague that the vanishing resembles two previous cases within a close range. Eager to make his mark, he senses opportunity, and in excitement at the idea that a serial murderer might be at work he blurts, "Let's keep our fingers crossed."

As the story deepens, however, so does the character. The grief of the victims' families needles him; he begins a relationship with one girl's heartsick mother (Rebecca Hall). Picking apart the story that emerges, he is drawn into the orbit of a wealthy developer (Sean Bean) with an unwholesome degree of influence in Yorkshire and its power structure. The perpetrator of the crimes is unquestionably psychopathic -- he stitches "angels' wings" into his victims' backs. Yet, in the film's most disturbing element, the police department itself functions as a psychopath, achieving its desires through brutalization, torture, and even possibly murder.

Caught in a conscienceless land, Dunford's own conscience, in reaction, grows, and what began as mere ambition transforms into a perhaps doomed lust for the truth. If this sounds like a conventional trope of the genre, it is -- plotwise much of what happens here is conventional. But Red Riding makes the narrative fresh by treating it not just as a story of crime and justice but as one of the soul, and its environs. When Dunford begs the mother to escape with him from the prevailing madness, he tells her, "In the South the sun shines." What he's telling her is that the sickness is inseparable from the place. Yorkshire is filmed (with gorgeous gloom) as a cloud-shrouded ruin, an economic disaster site in which financial power trumps morality. Starting out fresh-faced, vain, and cocky, Dunford will, by the end of his journey, be considerably the worse for wear. Looking at the landscape around him, we think, how could he not be?

Red Riding 1974 is not flawless -- some scenes feel repetitive and the bleakness can be overwhelming. But it compels you forward, it stays with you, and it genuinely rattles the spirit. This is not easy viewing, but in approaching the continuing saga, it promises hard- earned reward.

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