Movie Review: ‘Theeb’

One of the inevitabilities surrounding the Jordanian film Theeb are its comparisons to David Lean’s formative 1961 epic, Lawrence of Arabia. This is a mostly sound comparison, both films feature Ottoman railways, Bedouin desert guides, a blonde English officer and tribal conflicts in the First World War’s Middle Eastern theatre. The resounding similarities aside, Theeb is actually a remarkably different film, indifferent to David Lean’s western romanticism and outsider perspective. Theeb instead opts for the perspective a young boy, whose weaning outlook on the surrounding environment isn’t affected by prejudice or pessimism but rather an innocent, developing curiosity.

Theeb is not what you would call a traditional anti-war film; it’s not persuasive or overtly political, that’s primarily because the film is told through the perspective of a child. Theeb, the title character, is a spectator in this movie. His world is defined by a thirst for knowledge, stemming from his isolated and modest Bedouin homestead. Because of this, the film is deceptively simple. The plot wanders and observes without making any informed judgement, but its emphasis on a child’s curiosity is what makes the film introspective. It’s more nuanced in its perception of history and absolutely compelling in its dramatic composition.

Theeb’s director, Naji Abu Nowar, has cited classic John Ford westerns as well as Akira Kurosawa as his primary influences. This is an apt comparison, considerably more than David Lean, as both Ford and Kurosawa reflect cultural histories in a similarly engaging fashion. Appropriately, Nowar’s action-western elements are muted to preserve a more atmospheric quality, to maybe pay homage to the beauty but also the unpredictability of the Bedouin landscape and, more unnervingly, the unpredictable people residing within it.

The film’s initial premise is ultimately sold by its mystery. It follows Theeb as he, his older brother and another Bedouin pilgrim lead a British officer to an ancient Roman well, acting as a specific rendezvous point with an unknown party. What begins to shape the narrative are not big dramatic reveals or plot twists, but a much more pronounced contextualization of history through character drama. Theeb doesn’t care too much about the primary conflict, it certainly doesn’t go out of its way to understand the geopolitical implications involved or the what they might mean for the world stage.

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Theeb is more interested in the specifics, who are the ones suffering, how have they become embroiled in such conflict? Theeb, a child with no such predilection toward politics, no concept of warfare, is essentially thrust into a world where savage behaviour not only exists, but it’s required to survive. This is proven at the film’s conclusion, a gritty and powerful revelation, where justice is not defined by morality, but by matching one’s savagery with your own, “the strong eat the weak.”

The young, addled protagonist melds into a narrative which rattles a branch of modern history. But at its core, Theeb remains a hushed, sullen parable that’s bleak and often violent, but also nurturing in its approval of social mores and cultural ethics. And for all the ugliness Theeb depicts, the film still resigns itself to the unmatched curiosity of its child protagonist who, beyond his naivety and eagerness, sees a world worth living, despite its ugliness.

The humanistic and intriguing Theeb is a debut feature, which is startling. It certainly doesn’t resemble one. It’s a film loaded with period detail, interpreted through character interaction. It’s a rare war film which makes no presumptions on the morality of its characters without first taking the time to get to know them. Theeb is a brilliant historical drama, thoughtful in its interpretation of history, utterly captivating in its qualities as a fictional narrative. Theeb has the appeal of classic Hollywood cinema, a thrilling gunblazing western of sorts. More importantly, however, is how Theeb embodies the nuanced, intelligent craftsmanship of a fledgling auteur.

Rating: 9/10

Gary is a twenty-two year old Canadian who partakes in all sorts of sedentary past times (reading, video games, etc.), his favourite of these is watching movies. His love for the cinema runs deep and he is constantly trying to find new ways to engage and approach films (because films are constantly trying to find new ways to engage and approach people). He does this mainly through film criticism, which he sees as both a hobby and a crucial link between movies and those who want to understand them a little more.