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The Death of Stalin movie review: the great dictator

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MaryAnn’s quick take…
Audacious, outrageous, bleakly funny. Not since Charlie Chaplin sent up Hitler and invited us to laugh at terrible reality has there been a movie like this.tweet
I’m “biast” (pro): love Armando Iannucci’s work
I’m “biast” (con): nothing
I have not read the source material
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Presenting… Monty Python’s production of George Orwell’s 1984. Or damn close to it. So The Death of Stalin is akin to Terry Gilliam’s Brazil, then? Well, sort of. (I definitely scribbled “Brazil” in my notes while watching.) But Brazil was fiction; clearly inspired by actual totalitarian regimes, but entirely fictional. Stalin, however, is based on terrible reality. Perhaps not since Charlie Chaplin’s 1940 satire The Great Dictator has a filmmaker taken on such awful personalities and events and attempted to make us laugh about it all. Except in 1940, the atrocious extent of Hitler’s crimes was not yet known. So has there ever been a film quite like this?

It’s Monty Python’s production of George Orwell’s 1984. Or damn close to it.

The audacity of writer-director Armando Iannucci is, therefore, astonishing. Even more miraculous is that Stalin works as a comedy. It’s outrageously funny in ways that sometimes make you feel like you shouldn’t be laughing, but you can’t stop.tweet Perhaps if anyone could pull this off, it’s Iannucci, who has previously given us the television comedy of Veep and The Thick of It (which spawned the uproarious film In the Loop), both of which send up contemporary political shenanigans in, respectively, Washington DC and Whitehall. But, again: those are fictional. And comparatively light next to the dark, bleak maneuverings of Cold War-era Soviet muckety-mucks, men responsible for, among other things, mass murder of their own citizens.

Stalin was dead, to begin with...

Stalin was dead, to begin with…tweet

Muckety-mucks, though. That’s why Stalin succeeds: without minimizing the despotic horrors these men were responsible for, Iannucci holds them up for ridicule, shows them off as terrified weasels jockeying for position, for personal gain, simultaneously puffed up with authority and too scared to do anything with it lest it enrage their boss, and cause them to catch a bullet in the brain. It’s the worst humanity can do… as junior high school with guns. (That’s depressing, but also a really insightful way to appreciate that people who do evil aren’t monsters, just regular people. Which is also scary as hell.) The whole opening chunk of Stalin covers how paralyzed into inaction the dictator’s inner circle is when they discover him lying facedown on the floor of his office, having had, apparently, a stroke. What if he dies? Worse: What if he lives, and is upset over how they did or did not react? And after he does die — not a spoiler: it’s in the title, as well as the history books — who gets to succeed him? This is a story in which, for long stretches, nothing is happening, and it’s nevertheless momentous.

Iannucci holds up Stalin’s inner circle for ridicule: it’s junior high school, with guns.

Iannucci is working from the graphic novel by Fabien Nury and Thierry Robin, so the gall is not all his. But the cheek to cast Steve Buscemi (Hotel Transylvania 2, Grown Ups 2) to play up his own weirdo-trickster onscreen persona as Nikita Khrushchev? My God; that’s all Iannucci’s. Or Jeffrey Tambor (The Accountant, Trolls) as Georgy Malenkov, a close associate of Stalin’s, the man who carried out Stalin’s political purges? There’s almost something Dick Shawn–as–Hitler in Springtime for Hitler in Tambor’s foppish fastidiousness. Or Jason Isaacs (A Cure for Wellness, Fury) giving military honcho Georgy Zhukov an over-the-top Yorkshire accent and a bumptious sense of humor?That is pure Monty Python, and it’s brilliantly funny. There’s even an actual Python here: Michael Palin (Absolutely Anything, Arthur Christmas) as diplomat Vyacheslav Molotov. (Ironically, Palin plays it pretty straight.)

Not Dr. Evil, but close enough...

Not Dr. Evil, but close enough…tweet

Above all, it is the absurdity of totalitarianism that is mocked, that one man could instill such terror in so many people, and often over such petty issues. Here we see Stalin, in his last public act before his stroke, ordering a recording of a Mozart concert he’s just listened to live on the radio, and the reaction in the studio is both perfectly reasonable and petrifyingly outrageous: they’ll just perform it again and record it. Except the conductor is so panicked that he passes out, and the revolutionary-minded star pianist (Olga Kurylenko: A Perfect Day, The Water Diviner) flat-out refuses. Oh, and half the audience has already left. How Paddy Considine’s (The Girl with All the Gifts, Miss You Already) producer, Comrade Andryev, rustles up a new conductor becomes a nervewracking illustration of the capriciousness of fate under such rule, of the stress of awaiting that ominous late-night knock on the door. The practicality with which Andryev pulls the whole thing off is a bitterly comic testament to how people survived such everyday tyranny.tweet

It’s so tempting, with a film like this, to try to connect it to the current deplorable state of politics, which includes a frightening swing to the far right. I wish it were easier to dismiss such a temptation. But with a capricious narcissist in the White House and, just yesterday, a British MP demanding that universities turn over the names of professors lecturing on Brexit, and what they’re teaching, it’s not easy at all. Better laugh while we can.

Click here for my ranking of this and 2017’s other theatrical releases.

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The Death of Stalin (2017) | directed by Armando Iannucci
US/Can release: Mar 09 2018
UK/Ire release: Oct 20 2017

MPAA: rated R for language throughout, violence and some sexual references
BBFC: rated 15 (very strong language, brief strong violence)

viewed at a private screening with an audience of critics

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  • AG

    Holy cats, I am now dying to see this. Wonder what the odds are of a US release, maybe around the holidays? Heck, I saw The Inner Circle on Christmas Day 1991; seems downright thematic…

  • David_Conner

    So looking forward to the US release! Between this and Comrade Detective on Amazon prime, it’s a banner year for Commie comedy!

  • Apparently IFC is set to release this in the US next March. IFC means it’ll be a tiny release, though. :-(

  • LaSargenta

    Everyone in the family is looking forward to this.
    Urgh. March.
    What a wait.

  • Tonio Kruger

    If I were more cynical, I’d be tempted to call this an obvious sequel to Trumbo. But fortunately I’m not that cynical–at least not yet I’m not.

  • March is here, and let me tell you, it is worth it. This movie makes genocide, gulags, random murder, child rape, high-level paranoia, backstabbing and paralyzing incompetence, all hilarious. I don’t know how Iannucci pulled it off, but he did. The dialogue and one-liners are blistering. Great movie.

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