El tren

Ideologically old-world but formalistically progressive, The Train can be seen as bridge between the era of epic war movies of previous years and the action-adventure flicks in a war setting that came in later years. From the former category, The Train takes a stellar ensemble cast, as well as a sombre ethos and grand moral questions, which form the film’s backbone. From the latter category, it can be said that emphasis is placed on the action scenes and spectacle. But none of the films that came later (whether we take the Clint Eastwood movies or a bunch of Italian genre flicks as examples) can match The Train in this respect. Frankenheimer stages captivating sequences in which he uses precise compositions with multiple planes where he constantly makes the presence of the characters felt within that grand action. The most important thing here is the breathtaking moments when the actors are present at or directly involved in dangerous feats in close proximity to passing trains, crashing locomotives and exploding railway stations. As pointed out by Christopher McQuarrie, who holds the film up as a reference work for the new Mission: Impossible, in a number of scenes it is amazing how they managed to do this in an era before digital effects and how many sequences give the viewer the feeling of being close to the action, because everything is simply captured in the camera as it happens instead of using optical effects and rear projections. Also, in many of the suspenseful passages, the filmmakers take care to set the action in what are clearly actual places, which are used thoroughly to dramatic effect in the given sequences. As a result, the one or two scenes shot in a studio or in modified interiors inevitably seem out of place. (16.07.2023)

Un trabajo cinematográfico de primera, cuya precisión me recordó a Valkiria de Singer (y conexión temática). Una película de suspense cautivadora, que está a un paso por delante del espectador gracias al inteligente guión, que intensifica muy bien la tensión, no escatima en numerosas y efectivas explosiones para su época, y cuenta principalmente con un villano lujosamente escrito e interpretado por Scofield. En su caso, la intransigencia y la arrogancia nazi se encuentran con su debilidad por el arte, en concreto por los cuadros que quiere trasladar en tren desde París a Alemania, que -según sus palabras- un «trozo de carne» representado por el héroe popular Lancaster, por lo que él ni siquiera sabe por qué está luchando. . John Woo debe amar esta película. La quinta estrella le escapa solo por los pelos. (19.02.2011)

No idyll with romantically whistling train, merrily chuffing though the glorious French landscape, but a reality of deafening iron monsters spouting steam and oil at the end of occupation. Basically the very best and most suspenseful way of paying respect to the memory of the French railroad Resistance. Apart from one detail. The character played by Paul Scofield. Such a crudely negative character stands out like a blot on the landscape in this movie. You would expect him to torture his prisoners and laugh crazy Huron laughter while doing so. But in fact, all the characters are really “gray", and only he is clearly black-and-white, although the motivation side is convincing. He would have fitted in well in a naively delivered movie, but here he just spoils the aura of convincingness. (15.01.2010)

To the last screw of a railway sleeper, it is film craft that knows well that tar, sweat, and steam are best highlighted in black and white. It’s hard to say how it would have turned out if, after three days in France, train conductor Lancaster hadn’t been caught by Arthur Penn, thrown off the train, and John Frankenheimer hadn’t taken over as director. Would there have been even more digressions into the controversial barter trade (how many human lives for one Cézanne)? Would the authentically gripping action and oiled railway pornography have received as much attention? Some might argue that the resistance plan relied too much on the naivety of retreating Nazis, but that person probably doesn’t realize that in love (of art) and war, everything is allowed. (14.12.2022)

Riveting - that's the word that best describes The Train. Frankenheimer's ornate action ride doesn't look like a 64-year-old film at all, and in this day and age of digital effects and shaky cameras, it has absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. Don't believe me? When you see a locomotive "race" with a spitfire, one perfect crash or the chilling finale of "I need your trucks", you'll change your mind. The great atmosphere is aided by the tough-as-nails Lancaster, the art-loving Colonel Scofield, the black-and-white picture, Jarre's music, the often imaginative camera positions... Basically everything. I like trains, I like those guy movies from the Second World War and their taciturn heroes, I like Germans who think, who are even likeable and don't just look like stupid sausage-eaters who can be run over by a five-year-old... Five stars. (10.10.2010)