The Pale Blue Eye is Netflix‘s next seriously big-budget film and stars a solid cast arranged around English actors Christian Bale and Harry Melling. It concerns a murder at West Point Military Academy in the 1830s, right about the time Edgar Allan Poe (the writer and famous depressed person) was in attendance.
You can almost take it as given that anything featuring Bale as a lead is worth watching. This applies to everything from Nolan’s Dark Knight trilogy and the film version of Bret Easton Ellis’ American Psycho. Even Equilibrium, the film that introduced the world to the gun kata and killed Sean Bean (again), is worth your time, if only for the cool factor. But The Pale Blue Eye, written and directed by Scott Cooper and wonderfully filmed by cinematographer Masanobu Takayanagi, only rarely approaches the realm of ‘popular’ moviemaking.
Life is pain
The result is a film that has more in common with Poe’s own stories — The Murders in the Rue Morgue in particular — than the book this movie is based on. It’s a detective tale at its heart, despite alluding to ghosts, devil worship, and death and despair throughout. It doesn’t just stop at a single murder, either. There’s a mysterious journal, understated conflict between investigator and investigated (over a woman, oddly), and further deaths for Landor and Poe that point towards an eventual resolution.
Shades of grey
But it wouldn’t have worked without the excellent visual presentations, courtesy of Takayanagi, that characterise the film’s entire runtime. It’s worth watching just for the excellent use of drab environments intersected with detailed examinations of human interaction. It’s not quite gothic — despite Poe and Lea Marquis (Boynton) meeting up in a graveyard like a proto-Goth couple — but it’s splendidly atmospheric all the same. The visual and auditory impression of constant cold and literal (and physical) isolation gives the film’s end — satisfying but somewhat plodding — enough impetus to get through to the final conclusion for all concerned.
Looking through a pale blue eye
Eventually, you’ll find yourself playing detective alongside Bale and Melling (check Melling’s filmography out when you get a chance). You’ll very probably find yourself pointing in the wrong direction when the reveal finally comes. You’ll almost certainly have had the wrong end of the stick by the end of this one’s two-hour runtime. Could it have been better executed? Perhaps. But the disillusioned investigator with his hunched and slightly creepy poet friend lurking in the background will reward at least one viewing.
Excellent performances all round from the mostly English cast make this detective story with supernatural overtones one that you should involve yourself in rather than casually watch. It's not a serious story, by any means, but all of its elements work together. Neglect any of them and you may find your attention wandering from this semi-gothic tale of murder and mutilation.