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My experiences of this film were initially formed by its status as my girlfriend's preference for our jaunt to the picture house over my own (Young Victoria), a resulting mental crisis over masculinity and modernity and a startling revelation that I seem to have drifted so far into maturity or tedium (depending on your interpretation) that a quasi-historical romance appeals more than a quotable cock-cult bio flick with hefty lashings of violence. When did this happen?

Fortunately the film was a much clever affair than the ‘ain’t being a bloke tough and beating people up cool’ formula than I was worried would be deployed. Whilst I can’t help worrying that a largely humanistic portrayal of this most disturbed of individuals may create enough sympathetic sentiment to provoke tragic imitation amongst imbalanced or immature audience members, the film seemed to keep a reasonable distance from its main subject, although occasionally dropping its guard and becoming overly friendly.

It is entirely disparaging about the prison system; familiar territory to both film and television but not redundantly covered. What can a system based on justice, punishment and rehabilitation do to a man in possession of a wilder, alien and occasionally convincing morality, unfazed by castigation and entirely indifferent to society, save for a desperate, lifelong desire to be remembered? This is the question, answered disastrously by the British penal system and pondered enthusiastically and occasionally slightly self-righteously by Refn’s film, that keeps you up talking after seeing the film; not the scenes of violence or occasional forays into glamorisation that have made the headlines.

Well, that, and an overwhelming desire to be built like a bick shirt house. Despite my initial preferences for Young Victoria, I’m still it seems some way from immunity from the big screen’s exaltation of the simple, outright honesty of violence. Here it is contrasted with the lonely superciliousness of the warden, the desperate conformity of his warm, petty-bourgeois parents, the vulgarity of those committing romantic betrayal and the discomforting mannerisms of wanton sexual non-conformity heightened here visually by the tawdriness of the 80s and usually comes up the unenviable victor. There is a genuine gracefulness to Bronson’s character, both emotionally and physically, best expressed in the sheer elegance of his mid-bout taunting during the brutish confrontations of his bare-knuckle days and the occasional warmth displayed to his family, prison mates and in his momentary romances.

I would have liked to have known about his relationship with his son, though, and can’t help but be suspicious about why it would pass virtually unmentioned. I was similarly apprehensive of the depiction of the mentally ill although not in a sufficiently experienced position to cry unfair. Hardy is masterful in his depiction; not just in the striking resemblance to Bronson but for the subtlety of a performance which could have easily relied on crude impersonation and caricature. Whilst the moral or sociological benefit of the film’s humanisation, or perhaps de-demonisation, of Bronson may be questioned, it is luminously achieved.

Broson (2009)

An interesting piece of work in its own write, a decided art house feel lends an almost documentary feel to this otherwise rather flat title.

Those who have read the book and are looking for a deep insight into the man himself

Will be disappointed, however the events are shown skillfully within the time allowed

but the reason behind the actions taken are not explored full enough to allow

The viewer to fully understand the mind set of Bronson.

There are for example some references made to roof top protests but no explanation of

The purpose for them or forces that have driven this man to such extremes

leaving a feeling of having missed the relevance of what must have been

one of Bronson’s most publicized protests

I can only hope that this film will encourage viewers to go further and

Seek out more information into the man, his reasoning and his art (which was not covered as fully as it deserves)