Swirling and shuddering to convey a sense of manic escalation akin to whatever’s raging within, the look of “Surge” works in tandem with its chaotic soundscape to assault and overwhelm. That “Surge” never clarifies what’s compelled Joseph to careen around the city like a malignant pinball is also in line with its visceral, vertiginous style Stuart Bentley's guerilla-like handheld cinematography traps you uncomfortably close to, but never inside, the character’s headspace. Whishaw is best known these days as the gadget-savvy Q to Daniel Craig’s 007, and as the voice of cuddly Paddington Bear the actor’s mesmeric, vein-bursting work in “Surge” rather more recalls his breakout turn in Tom Tykwer’s masterpiece “ Perfume: The Story of a Murderer.” As there, Whishaw is eerily inscrutable in “Surge,” evincing little save the addictive raw energy of the impulses possessing and propelling him. Yet, held close to Joseph as we are, his leaps in logic feel almost reasonable-in a quasi-intuitive, one-plus-one-equals-11 sort of way. But from there, the character moves with the delirious abandon of a man on a vision quest, though he’s clearly heading nowhere near enlightenment.
Smiling as he chicken-scratches out a demand note to slide to the bank clerk, Joseph stands there awkwardly as they read it over, apologizing as he stuffs stacks into his pockets and legs it outside. Karia films this escalation with a matter-of-factness that borders on the surreal. Determined to fix said colleague’s TV, he goes to the store to buy an HDMI cable, only for a machine to eat his card, at which point he decides to procure the necessary cash by bluffing his way through a bank robbery up the street. But as Joseph tears up every social contract he encounters, “Surge” gets grim. Initially, his transgressions are small: he runs out on his parents, jumps the turnstile at a train station, and swings by to see a pretty colleague ( Jasmine Jobson) who’d called in sick. Psychological pressure mounting, Joseph bites through a glass, slashing his mouth on the shards from there, all bets are off.Īcting on impulse, Joseph is soon roaming the city streets, testing the limits of acceptable behavior. You could cut the air of misery around their dinner table with a knife it becomes downright unbreathable once Joseph mentions he took a carrot cake into work and his mother brings out an identical one, tearfully imploring her son to blow out its candles. The naked hostility of his seething father ( Ian Gelder) and meek badgering of his distraught mother (a shattering Ellie Haddington) make it clear that Joseph is more a cause for consternation than joy.
Joseph’s fuse was surely lit long before the wretched birthday gathering put on by his parents, framed as a last straw of sorts. It’s no surprise when he loses it one day and walks off the job. Herding passengers, cattle-like, through a procession of cold, industrial structures, Joseph at one point terrorizes an elderly man (Bogdan Kominowski) who doesn’t speak English and can’t interpret the partial strip-search he’s subjected to as anything other than a violation.īeing on either end of such a dehumanizing interaction would be enough to make someone snap, and Joseph does this high-anxiety work daily.
We first meet Joseph at his day job in airport security scenes during a shift at Stansted are chillingly precise in capturing the nightmarish, drone-like experience of modern air travel.
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