Some of the best films centre around entirely plausible events. Berlin Syndrome is one of those films.
This film caught my attention when I saw a trailer leading up to it’s release however after seeing that trailer, I didn’t really see much else about it. Fast-forward a few months and good ol’ Netflix has come to my rescue.
At the heart of Berlin Syndrome is Clare (Teresa Palmer), an Australian photo-journalist who partakes in a holiday romance with Andi (Max Riemelt), but who wakes up in his apartment the next morning unable to leave.
This is a film with many plus points. First of all, I thought the two main performances were terrific. Both were really authentic-feeling and came together as one element that contributed wonderfully to the rest of the film. I thought Teresa Palmer’s performance was great – you got to witness near enough every emotion known to man whilst watching her. It was also nice to her survive based more or less all on her own wits.
Of course, we all know by now that I have a soft spot fo the bad guys in most films, so it’s inevitable that I spend time gushing about Max Riemelt’s performance. He made Andi so complex, but ultimately made it very clear what sort of mentality he was in. Long story short, he was a psychopath, and anyone who reads these blog posts regularly, if such a person exists, will know exactly how I feel about that.
Another big plus point of this film is how intense it is. Yes, it is slow burner, but I think even the most impatient will stay the journey with it because of how it played with tension. Right from the start of the film, you know two things are going to happen – Clare is going to get kidnapped and she is going to get out. But everything that happens in between, and how it happens, is a mystery. Berlin Syndrome thrives on this, and so does the viewer, who goes from scene to scene without really knowing how things are going to play out.
I thought the hints that were dotted throughout the story as to Andi came to be how he is here were a nice touch. But what I thought was the best thing about it was the fact that these possible explanations were never thrown in your face. In fact, this is a point that just came to me as an afterthought when writing this review, which I guess proves the subtlety.
There you have it then, my take on Berlin Syndrome. For me, the film’s a real winner. You have two brilliant performances and tension by the bucket load in a story, that in all seriousness, could happen very easily, which only adds to the experience as you’re watching it. Definitely worth a watch if you ask me.