By MICHAEL SMITH World Scene Writer
In “The Revenant,” Leonardo DiCaprio plays Hugh Glass, a real-life man of the frontier who is attacked by a grizzly bear.
It appears to be a real grizzly, a mama bear with her two cubs nearby.
It appears that its razor-sharp claws nearly rip out DiCaprio’s throat, and it appears that it bites one of the world’s most famous people in the back and then lifts him off the ground to shake him violently, as if he were a rag doll.
It is one of those movie scenes that you never forget, the kind that leaves you muttering, “How did they do that?”
It’s so visceral that you may grab the arm of the stranger seated next to you.
But such fear will be balanced by the look of the film, a natural-lighting wonder with scenery so beautiful you may swoon.
“The Revenant” is so visual and violent that you may think it’s “Dances With Wolves” meets Martin Scorsese but with a surprising amount of grace.
Oscar-winning “Birdman” director Alejandro Gonzalez Inarritu takes flight again in his follow-up that should win DiCaprio his first acting Academy Award as he summons all of his physical talents.
There’s the bear attack. And being buried alive. And falling off a cliff. And more.
DiCaprio communicates his pain, his fear and more to the audience through grunts and groans and his eyes especially, in a performance with maybe a dozen lines of dialogue in English.
“The Revenant” is one of the great survival tales you will ever see, telling the story of an 1820s military scout who’s abandoned near death, which the filmmakers use as the base for an epic-scale morality play about one man’s passion for revenge — frontier-justice style.
Set in post-Louisiana Purchase Montana and South Dakota, there’s an odd assortment of players in the area, in addition to Pawnee Indians, as well as Arikara, with this tribe referred to as the “Ree,” a slang term.
Glass is a scout who is employed, along with his Pawnee son, with a quasi-military group of fur trappers under the authority of Capt. Henry (Domhnall Gleeson), a strong leader but burdened with a malcontent presence created by greedy pelt-collector John Fitzgerald (Tom Hardy).
Also in the area is a similar French contingent that’s partnering with one of the tribes, led by a chief in search of his abducted daughter.
Savagery is everywhere in this place where human life is lost in great numbers, like in an early Indian attack that is startling, choreographed on a giant scale with a rain of deadly arrows.
The Indians are referred to as “savages.” The white men are generally far more savage, and betrayal runs rampant.
This is especially true of Fitzgerald, who is left in charge of burying Glass when he dies, because he surely won’t survive that bear attack, they figure.
But he does, crawling across snowbound South Dakota on his belly until he’s able to walk again, eating roots or anything else edible, and thirsting for vengeance.
While the film becomes a series of dangerous encounters among Glass’ journey to find his betrayers, as he fights off infection and faces natural dangers along the trail, there is also great beauty everywhere in watching “The Revenant.”
The director works again with cinematographer Emmanuel Lubezki (the Oscar-winner two years running for “Birdman” and “Gravity”), and they work in natural light only for this hypnotically gorgeous tale among nature in its rawest form of undisturbed rivers, steep mountainsides and buffalo running free.
There is also a serene splendor to be found in Glass’ delusions, seen as images of the man’s long-dead Indian wife lovingly haunting him, as well as hearing his son repeat her voice in his ear: “… the wind cannot defeat a tree with strong roots,” a calling that keeps him alive and motivated.
“The Revenant” is a hauntingly beautiful film in so many ways, with DiCaprio so powerful playing a man who is essentially a ghost with a mantra: If you can breathe, you can fight.
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