The Bang Bang Club (2010)
(On TV, July 2020) Quantum physics suggests that there’s no such thing as an observer without effect, but you don’t need to get quite that small to see the principle applied to journalists—and even more so combat zone photojournalists risking life and sanity to capture images of terrible things. It’s a ripe terrain for a film, and The Bang Bang Club does at least grasp the basics of the assignment. Ryan Phillippe and Taylor Kitsch both turn in unusually dramatic performances as two of four photographers covering the end of the apartheid era in 1990–1994, and the violence that accompanied the time. The film credibly (if Hollywoodly) portrays the camaraderie and toil between conflict photo-correspondents— a band of brothers in difficult situations, unable to do anything except witness. It’s clear from the get-go that, despite a few scenes, this is not going to be a fun film. As the conflicts and ethical dilemmas and questions of guilt at being passive observers start to weigh on the characters, the film becomes heavier to take in. Writer-director Steven Silver captures a few striking moments and images, and finds a way to dramatize events effectively, but somehow can’t quite extract the full potential out of what it has at its disposal. The famous photo sequence, for instance, does underline the same point long after it has been made, blurring its effectiveness. This is very dramatic, very visual, very cinematic material and yet The Bang Bang Club can’t quite do more than the average in showing how the observer himself can be the most affected by what they see.