Pan's Labyrinth review by The Grim Ringler
I have been an unabashed fan of director Guillermo Del Toro since he hit the scene with his first film Cronos. The man had an immediate and distinct style and told stories that took what we knew and turned it on its head. With each film he’s gotten better and better and with Pan he’s created a film that has captured both the acclaim of fans and of the critics. Here we have a story that is as deep and thoughtful as it is fantastic, and in Del Toro, we fans of horror and dark fantasy have a filmmaker who is on par with writer Clive Barker when it comes to bringing speculative fictions to life.
It’s the end of the Spanish Civil War and the forces of rebellion have been
quelled but not finished off. A young girl and her pregnant mother are making
their way through the wilds of Spain to be with the mother’s new husband, a
military officer bent on crushing the resistance that remain in the surrounding
hills. The girl’s father was killed during the war and her mother re-married
and became pregnant with the baby of the officer, a man she hates, and it is
only the love and devotion she has for her mother that keeps her in check
around her step-father. The girl retreats into the world of her books in order
to get away from the awful war and what it has done to her family, and the
reality of living with her new father pushes her nose deeper into them. Upon
arriving to her new home though she discovers a mysterious and ancient
labyrinth that lies just on the border of her family’s property. The house and
the land are filled with military machinery and men, her step-father readying
things to destroy the last of the local resistance, but here, in this
labyrinth, the young girl finds an escape. Within the labyrinth is a faun, a
thing that is part man and part animal, who has been waiting for the return of
a magical princess from a forgotten kingdom and, upon seeing the girl, he
believes she is indeed the lost princess.
Passionate and engaging, this is a rare adult fantasy that will pull at both the mind and heart. The truth of what everything means is left to some debate, and I am glad for that. You can argue the film at least two ways but in the end, both versions still sing of a touching and tragic film about the power of imagination and the horror of war. In this film only imagination and the magic it holds can escape the machinery of war, but even there the shadows of death linger. Pan creates its own mythology and populates it with people and places that seem as if we have known them since childhood. As fantastical as the world of the faun is though, the real world is just as brutal, the girl’s step-father meting out his own form of justice in the most gruesome of ways. He, like every character here, is all too conscious of death and because of that is so obsessed with the birth of what he knows must be a son that his wife becomes little more than an incubator. His name, he insists, must live on.
The power of the film comes in the acting and Del Toro is a master at using special effects to strengthen not overpower his film. The girl is the key to everything and its her character that holds the audience in the spell of the film. Her love for her mother is equaled only by her hate for her new father and she is willing to do whatever it takes to escape him. The faun is very true to the mythical roots of the creature, selling hope and promising happiness but never quite revealing all that he knows. The renegades are genuine people here, willing to die for their beliefs even as all hope fades.
Many will carp that they don’t like foreign films but this is a story that could only be told in this language. You cannot tell a tale of revolution in a foreign land and then paste English atop it. It’s silly. The subtitles will distract you from some of the stunning visuals on display but within minutes you’ll be able to see both words and images and will fall into this world completely.
Del Toro has captured the essence of what it is to be a child given to dreams and fantasies. Yes, there is war, but the world outside of a child is nothing to the world within, and the worlds only they can see and believe in. And in the end its that belief in something greater, be it religion, one’s self, or even a world of dark fantasy, that keeps hope alive for the girl and the viewer. This is fantasy film which we are not used to seeing – it is dark, it is violent, it is cruel, but at all times it is honest but above all else it believes, as the girl does, in a better world – wherever it may lie.
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