+ another review of The Hurricane by Cynthia Fuchs
The Fury and the Fog of The Hurricane
Hurricane. One word, one name, one man. One man whom I and probably most of my generation had never heard prior to seeing The Hurricane. His name is remembered, however, by members of his generation, most notably, celebrities Bob Dylan (whose song, "The Story of Hurricane" provides a musical motif in this film), actress Ellen Burstyn (who campaigned in the '60s for Hurricane's release from prison), and Norman Jewison, director of the new film about 1966 welterweight boxing champion, Ruben "Hurricane" Carter.
The Hurricane is about Carter's unjust, 22-year incarceration,
for murders he did not commit. The film is, overall, genuinely
moving and powerful, thanks to an extraordinary performance by
Denzel Washington in the title role. He lost weight and worked
out for the role and, onscreen, miraculously ages 30 years,
portraying the boxer from his prime at 20, to his release from
prison at age 50. Jewison, who funkdafied the New Testament in
Jesus Christ Superstar, goes light on the sap and gives us some
insightful moments, impeccably staged boxing scenes (shot in
black and white), and effective achronological editing. The
Hurricane manages to leave the audience misty, but still
thinking, when it finally ends (after two and a half hours).
And yet this film is not without its problems. Though The
Hurricane is a good example of standard Hollywood filmmaking
done well, it tends to get reductive, with some fairly obvious
symbolism (lots of heavy prison doors slamming shut in front of
the camera) and some really good guys pitted against really bad
guys. Where the film goes more obviously wrong is in its weak
characterizations of several key players, and the disappearance
of others whose presence would have lent the film more emotional
depth. There are also some vague subplots and asides which,
while ultimately connected to the main story, never really add up
to much.
The Hurricane begins with a series of short scenes,
chronologically shuffled, that give us clues about the story
about to unfold. The black and white scenes of Hurricane's
fights are reminiscent of that prototypical boxer's drama,
Raging Bull, and those showing him in prison are tightly
framed, claustrophobic enough to make us feel as if we were
locked up with him. About a half hour into the film which has
so far focused on Ruben and promised an intriguing mystery we
meet some new, seemingly unrelated characters, who will become
protagonists.
With the title "7 years later," we see Lesra, a young, black,
high school student from Brooklyn, purchasing Hurricane's
autobiography which we also witness Ruben writing and
smuggling out of prison at a used book sale in Toronto. Lesra
is accompanied by Sam (Liev Shreiber) and Terry (John Hannah),
two thirds of his surrogate Canadian family, which also includes
Lisa (Deborah Kara Unger). We learn that the three Canadians
have adopted Lesra and taught him to read. While all four
characters become central to the action, their introduction is
somewhat awkward and distracting in the wake of the intense
scenes from Hurricane's life that precede it. We hardly ever
know anything about the Canadians except their names, and that
they are in the seemingly lucrative (they are able to support
Lesra, and all soon travel to New Jersey and live in a hotel for
many months) business of fixing up old houses and selling them.
Both Lesra and Hurricane become the wards of these "good white
people" who want to help American black males in trouble, why, we
don't know (except that they appear to function as cathartic
exorcisms of liberal white guilt). Then the film moves back to
Ruben Carter, through a series of flashbacks motivated by his
voice over as he writes, and Lesra, years later, reads, his
autobiography, we see how he became "the Hurricane." After a
sequence showing Carter's rough childhood and the events that led
up to his early incarceration in a juvenile facility, we meet the
villain, a sleazy bastard of a cop name Della Pesca, played with
perfect sliminess by Dan Hedaya of Dick fame. This cop
torments Ruben for the rest of his life, forcing him to return to
prison again and again, and pinning the bogus murder rap on him,
which sends him up for three consecutive life sentences.
Again, here we have a character so central to the action, yet so
sketchily drawn, that his all-consuming "badness" seems as
nebulous and implausible as the Canadians' "goodness." Della
Pesca's motivation for his life's mission to "get" the Hurricane
is little more than abstract racism and political machination,
manifested as a personal grudge. Although it appears that Della
Pesca and his cohorts in the New Jersey state courts benefited
from the ruination of Carter's life and career, just how they
benefited, we never know. We do know that this story is based on
fact, and there is nothing new about a man being hounded by the
law simply because he is black and successful. However, this
cop is just not believable. He becomes more of a type a
stand-in for institutionalized hate and bigotry than a real
human adversary.
Della Pesca seems to pop up at every stage in Hurricane's life to
screw him as things are getting good. This is most infuriating
when Hurricane meets his future wife Mae Thelma (Debbi Morgan) in
a bar, upon returning from his stint in the Army. He accompanies
her home, at which point, Della Pesca show up and hauls Ruben
away to prison because he had escaped from the juvenile facility
years earlier, and, as the surly cop puts it, "you still owe me
time." Ruben is eventually released, marries Mae Thelma, and
becomes the champ. However, Della Pesca is not finished with him
nailing him for a triple homicide, despite much evidence to
the contrary and Ruben spends another 22 years of his life in
prison before finally getting a federal appeal, with the help of
Lesra and the selfless Canadians.
Strangely, after a very powerful scene with Ruben and Mae Thelma
visiting him in prison again carried by Washington, amazing in
this film she promises to never give up on him, and then
promptly disappears from the film, never to be seen again except
in a title at the end that verifies
that she, and their child, still exist. Stranger still is the
way that the three Canadians, who became Lesra's surrogate
family, also become Hurricane's, displacing his wife and child
and becoming the only effectual means of liberating him from
prison, giving him the strength to "do the time," meanwhile. All
of the black families (Lesra's and Hurricane's) in the film are
complete failures, and it is up to the altruism of caring whites
to look after the Lesra and the champ.
With all of the film's vague characters, it does manage some very
affecting scenes, such as that of Ruben in solitary confinement,
in which he confronts various aspects of his personality. The
Hurricane is an emotionally engaging film, mainly because of
Denzel Washington's award-worthy performance. This film will
ultimately serve to introduce a new generation to a man who
inspired many during the '60s and will hopefully inspire those
viewers to learn more about the life of Ruben "Hurricane" Carter
than this cursory drama, for all its tender moments, provides.