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This Adventure/Drama movie stars one of my favorite actors, Willem Dafoe. Dafoe has played a variety of roles over the years, with one of my favorites being Paul Smecker in The Boondock Saints (2000). Now this part as the hunter, Martin David, is also one of my favorites. He is a mercenary sent to hunt down what is believed to be the last remaining of a long thought extinct species Tasmanian Tiger.

During his hunt, he stays with a family in a remote area where the Tiger has supposedly been sited. The two kids there are brilliantly played by kid actors I've never seen before. The drugged out mom, grieving for a long missing husband, who the kids still think is coming home, is played by another actress I've only seen once, in The Windtalkers (2002). She handles the role well, only hinting at attraction for the mysterious hunter masquerading as a scientist.

Sam Neill plays a local guide who seems a little too interested in the status quo. Neill is perfect for this role and handles it astutely.

As they story unfolds, the main characters all become interesting, and are mostly sympathetic if not down right liked. The interplay of the supposedly aloof mercenary, the family he begins to form attachments with, and the usual crowd of locals who only complicate matters, makes for a very appealing story. Things get a lot more tense when Dafoe's employers become impatient with his apparent lack of progress.

Adding to the mood is some very cleverly chosen Springsteen music, along with some classical pieces; classical seems to be common in Dafoe movies.

If you like a film with some heart and nothing blowing up every few minutes, this is definitely a good movie to watch, one that I will probably see again sometime.

For me, this is Willem Dafoe's best film. The whole movie belongs to him: he's in virtually every scene, and the abstract, spare nature of the script allows the director to focus his camera on the star's craggy features, capturing the look and spirit of a haunted but determined man who must do the right thing despite the odds stacked against him.

Admittedly, THE HUNTER isn't for all tastes: it's slow indeed, and the essential narrative has a few plot holes and unbelievable bits here and there. But I loved it to bits. The atmosphere building is spot on, and rural Tasmania is brought to life in a wonderful way. The likes of Sam Neill and Dan Wyllie may play stereotypes, but they're entertaining ones, and Frances O'Connor is excellent as a damaged character.

Much of the running time consists of Dafoe stalking through a deserted landscape, and these scenes are exquisitely beautiful with some of the best cinematography I've seen in an Australian movie. The ending is inevitable but tragic nonetheless. A fantastic film overall.

After seeing this film listed on a couple "Top Films of the Year," highlighted especially for the magnificent cinematography, and feeling in the mood for a brumal, wintry film, I decided to check it out. I was expecting a visually pleasing film with perhaps a mediocre plot; this expectation reinforced by the fact that I've never been overly impressed by Willem Dafoe (though I always saw more potential than his projects tend to drawl out). Well, sometimes your expectations are completely shattered.

For the life of me, I cannot understand why this film has not received much more praise than it has. Is it visually stunning? Absolutely. The epic scenes of the Tasmanian wilderness, the almost visceral portrayal of encroaching winter, and the sounds that accompany all of this (elevated even higher by the beautiful, soaring musical score by Matteo Zingales), more than met the high expectations I came to this film with. But this all comes, not as the film's great strength, but as part of a package equally impressive nearly across the board.

The Hunter is easy to write off as a successful but simple story, and this would not be inaccurate. But, it is simple only insofar as there is a subtle but deep complexity woven throughout, and to a degree that is hard for any film to achieve. The themes that find a perfectly balanced pitch within this movie are as broad as modern life itself. It touches on environmental issues, family crisis, understated romance, political thriller, and a man's struggle with his own recalcitrant character. And it is all of this without being too much or too little of any of it.

The political relevance is what really amazed me, and I'm equally amazed at how little attention that gets in most reviews. The film is at its core, though almost without any of the typical obnoxious overstatement, a look at the length to which an avaristic corporation (one very much a part of the military-industrial-government complex) will go to get what it wants - the ways it will ruin lives that get in its way without a second thought. It's a military biotech company called Red Leaf in The Hunter, desperate to procure what may very will be the last living Tasmanian Tiger for ownership rights to its DNA. But you could replace Red Leaf with Monsanto or Haliburton or any number of the powerful corporations that have disproportionate influence over world affairs, and you would quickly see the relevance of this plot.

But this is no conspiracy theory film, either - and this is what makes it so wonderful. Red Leaf is there throughout the film, usually concealed subtly behind the backdrop of a much more personal story, but there are no over-exaggerated bad guys in this. Everyone involved in the unfolding story on the ground - our protagonist Martin (Willem Dafoe), his suspicious caretaker Jack Mindy (Sam Neill), the Armstrong family and their eco-warrior friends trying to protect the local wildlife, the loggers with whom they are fighting - is caught somewhere between good and evil. They are all in their own minds justified in what they do and stand for, and all are, to some varying degree, "caught in the middle" of complex world affairs.

There is also tragedy in this film on multiple levels. The driving mimetic object of desire in The Hunter is the elusive Tasmanian Tiger, long declared extinct, but around which rumors of sightings routinely surface, though are never verified. Martin's search for this creature at the behest of Red Leaf is a compelling story in itself, and by the time it reaches its conclusion, you are as invested as he. And then there is the family Martin is lodged with against his will. This is a story in itself, woven seamlessly into the larger tapestry of the movie, and it's through this element that we see Martin transformed from a rugged loner to increasingly affectionate and nuanced man. It's also through this element that we find the touching human spark and our comic relief, most often in the form of an outspoken but joyful little girl and a silent, complex little boy. And of course, there is the struggle of more abstract forces mentioned above: corporate greed, political interests, environmental degradation, economic necessity. All of these well developed elements of the film bring with them their own hopes and tragedies, and by the end, you're not quite sure which has moved you most. It's a broad vista that this film ultimately brings you to, and it is well worth the patient journey it takes you on to get there.

This has been a lengthy review (and I could easily double it's word count), but I want to be somewhat thorough on a film that has so far been much underrated and appreciated. It deserves drawing out all the ways in which it succeeds, for they are many. Please, give The Hunter a viewing. Let the subtle complexity reveal itself like fine red wine.

And to wrap this up: Bravo Dafoe!

Willem Dafoe plays a mysterious loner hired to find the Tasmanian Tiger, which is considered extinct. The film co-stars two wonderful kids and the Tasmanian back-country, extraordinarily beautiful.

What's great about this movie is that in addition to telling an excellent story, it is beautifully filmed and, as a bonus, sent my wife and me to the Internet to look up Tasmania and the Tasmanian Tiger, which indeed is considered the most recently extinct animal. So we learned something too! As for the story, sure you can carp and say it's too far-fetched, or too sentimental, or has holes in it (what story doesn't). But it hangs together quite well and is not only multi-faceted but refreshingly unpredictable.

And the wonderful Silence. Few actors can work in silence as well as Willem Dafoe. This may be his strongest-ever performance, his expressive face being his best feature. Many scenes are told in silence, or rather with only the sounds of the back-country and the excellent movie score.

Dafoe triumphs in a movie that is, after all, ultimately about his well-drawn character. After all, it is called "The Hunter."

As a dramatic representation of corporate greed and its lasting impression on all species this film is a somber yet thought provoking look at what we have become. Simple in form, well shot, patiently directed and delicately scored The Hunter is a film you want to recommend but you feel that people may not view it in the way you did.

Slow and steady the film unfolds to its final sequences in a methodical and somewhat predictable way, nevertheless you don't find yourself reaching for the remote. Not necessarily a film to watch often as it leaves you feeling disheartened, but beautiful in its own right. Leaves you thinking about it for some time; an internal debate as to which option you would have selected and countering those thoughts with the idea that there never was an option in the first place.

Worth a viewing; just be sure you are in an environment where you can focus and see it for what it is because the director has placed a great majority of the move "between the lines" and you will miss aspects if you stop to converse midway through.