I think it’s safe to say that most everyone knows the story of Ghengis Khan, at least vaguely. Mongol has the ambitious goal of erasing that vagueness and sharing the Great Khan’s life story with a worldwide audience. (Or at least the audience fortunate enough to live near select theaters.)
I was lucky enough to catch it this afternoon, and I walked away surprised and impressed. Granted, the beginning was a little slow and perhaps repetitive, but it’s quickly forgotten with the rising action in the latter part of the movie. Mongol holds historical accuracy close to its heart, and I’m glad they didn’t sacrifice it. The early parts of Temujin’s life are incredible (especially if one compares the average modern nine-year-old’s experiences), and important to show, even if it means the beginning drags a little.
The battle scenes were fantastic. They left me with more of an emotional impression than a lot of Hollywood blockbusters I could name. (Alexander, I’m looking at you.) Cinematographers Sergey Trofimov and Rogier Stoffers found that perfect line between the extremes of overblown, try-hard cheese and underwhelming action in their battles.
It was filmed on location in China, Mongolia, and Kazakhstan. I’ve always been in love with the endless grasslands there, so perhaps I’m a little biased, but the film is beautiful to behold. I can’t imagine how many horse wranglers they needed on the sets.
But even the most gorgeous scenery alone can’t make a film, so I’m happy to say that the characters and the actors who played them did so admirably. The dynamics between Temujin and his wife, and his “brother” and later nemesis are subtle, but splendid. The Mongolian dialogue was a treat for curious ears, as well, not to mention the morin khuur music and the throat-singing. (Again, I’m biased towards those things, but even if you’re not already smitten with the sound, it’s certainly a refreshing and appropriate soundtrack.)
I’m crossing my fingers that the entire planned trilogy is made and released soon, because the first one ends with Khan poised to sweep through Asia and show Europe his stuff, setting things up for a sequel even more impressive than this fantastic first.
