“Hanna”: A ruthless, arty “Sucker Punch”
The unearthly Saoirse Ronan plays a feral killer in Joe Wright's "Hanna," a delirious fairy-tale/action mashup
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When we first see Hanna, the eponymous feral killer played by Irish teenage sensation Saoirse Ronan, she’s partway through a hunt that will end with the death of a magnificent male reindeer. You could call it a hackneyed scene or an archetypal one — we’re meant to see that Hanna respects the deer as an equal, and that in her Arctic furs and her ferocious, androgynous beauty she’s almost a wild animal herself — but either way English director Joe Wright delivers it with such bravado it pretty much works. Sometimes the symbol-hammer clangs more obviously than that. In the piecemeal library that Hanna’s cryptic, Teutonic father (Eric Bana) has used to educate her in their way-off-the-grid Finnish cabin, Hanna is drawn to extremes and anomalies: The blue whale, largest animal ever to live on our planet; supernovas, the universe’s most powerful cosmic events.
With the unearthly Ronan at its center, Cate Blanchett in marvelously tailored fembot suits and a slippery Southern accent playing the CIA villain (or rather, playing Tilda Swinton playing the CIA villain) and a get-this-party-started electro-dance soundtrack by the Chemical Brothers, “Hanna” is being positioned in the marketplace as a cooler, art-schoolier answer to Zack Snyder’s “Sucker Punch.” It’s the thinking man’s chick-action flick (and whether that makes it less nerdy, more nerdy or just nerdy in a different way is a subjective question). It’s also undeniably exciting to watch, for most of its running time — and most consumers may not object to the fact that Wright’s skill with actors and his architectural, art-historical eye for composition (the cinematographer is Alwin H. Kuchler) don’t entirely conceal the fact that he has nothing to say.
“Hanna” is an undeniably ambitious film, after its 21st-century mashup fashion. Yes, it’s a heavy-handed allegory or fairy tale about a weaponized human being, raised in the wild and then unleashed against the security superstate as an avenging angel. It’s got meticulous old-school action sequences, modeled on Bruce Lee movies or ’70s spy films: A battle royal in the Berlin U-Bahn, a hotel-room shootout, a chase among the containers in a shipyard. It’s got a tangled “Alias”-meets-”Frankenstein” plot about the relationship between Hanna, her ex-CIA agent dad, Erik (Bana), the slinky and sinister Marissa (Blanchett) and Hanna’s long-dead mother, Johanna (Vicky Krieps), seen only in flashbacks. It’s got a trio of sadistic Eurotrash assassins in a not-so-new Range Rover who seem to have escaped from a never-completed, mid-’80s Jean-Jacques Beineix film. It’s got a hippie-dippie English family on holiday in Morocco and Spain, whose overly knowing, would-be-slutty daughter (the hilarious Jessica Barden) becomes Hanna’s guide to a world she knows nothing about, having never seen electric light, let alone a computer or a television.




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