Review: Control

by Irma Arkus

I know that we exclusively focus on all things sci-fi, but I’ve been having an internal debate about this for days, and finally decided to jot down a review of Corbijn’s new film, Control, and my excuse is that a) our listeners are intelligent enough to like more than a single genre of film and b) we do play great music, and many of you even bother asking what was featured on the show. So here we go:

Ratings: 5 buddha, 3 monkeys

Control has thus far been venerated by critics, and I must join their choir. Directed by Anton Corbijn, and based on sorrowful suicide of Ian Curtis, lead singer of Joy Division, Control is shot entirely in black and white, and contains some of the most beautiful and meticulously thought out photography ever created for a feature film.

Love of subject spurs Corbijn to create something visually and emotionally authentic, as he successfully approaches the dystopic nature of Ian Curtis’ surroundings and the nihilistic nature of his art. To that added is the fascination with physical presence of Sam Riley as Ian Curtis, whose features are a cross between Wilhelm van Gloeden’s and Egon Schiele’s subjects of obsession, making Control verge on artistic homoerotica.

And that is perhaps what separates Corbijn from the rest of filmmakers. He not only adores his subject matter to a point of painful obsession, but he manages to seduce his audience to fall in love with it too. All of it: the music, the characters, the setting, and that captivating demise of the hero.

This is a rare and precious film. One that you, and everyone you know should see.