Kundun
****
out of ****

More
than anything else, Martin Scorsese’s Kundun is
a celebration of culture, heritage, and the human spirit. Perhaps
it is easy to criticize its failure to connect with its protagonist—the
14th Dalai Lama—but the arm’s length that is maintained
from him eventually comes across as a gesture of awe and respect
rather than bad filmmaking. This film is about such respect and
dignity, as it displays the life of the Dalai Lama from childhood
to adulthood, and his struggles along the way to stop Mao’s
China from marching into peaceful Tibet and overthrowing its government.
Scorsese’s
approach here is a sharp contrast to this work in The
Last Temptation of Christ, but because they both deal
with religious subject matter, comparisons can be made. Last
Temptation peered into the mind of a being both fully divine
and fully man and his attempt to maintain equilibrium between
the two roles in order to complete his mission as the Messiah.
In Kundun, the Dalai Lama experiences a similar challenge:
As a boy, he is told that he is the 14th incarnation of Lord Buddha,
reincarnated once again to be the leader to Tibet. Curiously,
Scorsese does not dwell much on the boy’s own surprise or
struggles with realizing his identity; unlike the Christ of Last
Temptation, the Dalai Lama needs no identity confirmations
from God. Kundun and his family simply accept the monks and officials’
insistence that he is indeed who they think he is, and the film
continues on without dwelling much on his own internal conflicts.
As an adult, there is only one line that suggests that the Dalai
Lama has a few doubts regarding his identity, but it is in passing
and quickly overcome. After all, with the Chinese marching into
Tibet and demanding a takeover, the Dalai Lama doesn’t have
time to question, only to act.
I
think Scorsese chose a more objective approach with Kundun
because of the different natures of Christ and Buddha, and because
of his own nature. The point of Christ’s entire mission
was his perfect divinity; as the Divine-made-flesh, his mission
is to die on the cross as the “unblemished Lamb of God”
for the sins of mankind, and his struggle to overcome temptation
and remain sinless was crucial to his earthly visit. In addition,
he had to convince others of his identity along the way, so that
the world would recognize the importance of his sacrifice. The
Dalai Lama, on the other hand, must govern a nation that fully
believes in his divinity, and he faces less introspection because
he is allowed to make mistakes as he learns how to lead along
the way.
More
to the point, as a Christian, Scorsese was interested in Last
Temptation in exploring the nature of the deity that he believes
in. The questions that he asked and the speculations that he made
were a sign of respect, so that he could better understand his
faith. When dealing with Kundun, Scorsese is operating
with a clean slate—his objectivity is one of respect as
an outsider looking in. Therefore, instead of focusing on the
nature of the Dalai Lama, a job that could only fairly be done
by a practicing Buddhist, Scorsese’s approach is to present
him as the rest of the unbelieving world sees him. In doing so,
Scorsese strives to celebrate the Dalai Lama’s life, times,
and people.
On
that level, Kundun is one of the greatest film biographies
ever made. Scorsese sheds his traditional approach to storytelling
here (gritty characters, dark filters, internal struggles, American
actors) in an attempt to better understand a culture that is not
his own, and to present it in a balanced, applicable manner to
fellow outsiders. Painstaking detail is given to the Dalai Lama’s
world, and literally every inch of the screen breathes with color,
life, and vivid imagery. These devices successfully transplant
us into 1930s-50s Tibet with complete conviction and assurance
of its story and its protagonist.
I
think what I like best about Kundun is Scorsese’s
quiet, awed approach to the Dalai Lama. In the hands of a lesser
director, this film certainly could have been a typical, wildly
stylized epic with a score that swept at the right time, slow
motion shots of war, and big stars in all of the main roles. Yet
Scorsese avoids the temptation of making a larger-than-life film—his
“epic” would eventually be the superb Gangs of
New York in 2002—and keeps things very small and internal,
setting up most of the key moments as quiet, introspective reflections
in the main characters. In fact, a cast of all amateurs was eventually
decided upon, and other than being a group of very talented actors,
the casting works well to give a Western audience a completely
foreign environment. Instead of spotting the familiar faces, we
are instead taken aback by what it happening to the people on
screen.
As
a deeply introspective, thoughtful film by an outsider looking
into a foreign culture, Kundun never strikes a wrong
note, though there were several details that I felt stood out
above the others: The score, by Philip Glass, is haunting and
appropriate, fusing Buddhist chants and traditions with Western
orchestration. The ongoing images of Tibetian sand art as a metaphor
for the lost, Tibetan culture is also striking and poignant. The
art is created by mixing sand of various colors on a canvas, and
at first we see faceless hands pouring the sand and creating beautiful
designs. As Mao slowly takes over Tibet through political pressure
and military force, the same hands destroy the painstaking art.
The
scenes featuring the eccentric soothsayer and the quiet moments
between Dalai Lama and his advisors as he frets over what to do
about Mao are also well acted and very respectful; as a result,
Kundun ultimately plays like a love letter to a culture
that Scorsese longs to understand better, and one that he respects
immensely. The audience is consequently given a similar longing
through Scorsese’s beautiful portrait.
When
Scorsese first announced that he was going to make a film about
the Dalai Lama, it was met with a surge of controversy from Buddhist
and Asian communities, who questioned an American’s right
to make a film about someone else’s culture and religion.
I am reminded of Spike Lee’s insistence that only a black
man could have made the bio of Malcolm X, a claim that
he probably proved in the effectiveness of his said film. Controversy
notwithstanding (he was probably used to it after The Last
Temptation of Christ), Scorsese believed in the project and
made the film, and thus became banned from ever entering Tibet.
Yet I cannot deny the effectiveness of Kundun, and its
perspective remains a respectful one. Artists are historians after
all, and as historians, they should transcend their own culture
in an effort to paint a broad horizon of life and world views.
Kundun is Scorsese’s own personal exploration into
another culture as both an artist and a historian, and if he has
angered one culture with this picture, he has certainly enlightened
his own.
Cast:
Tenzin Thuthob Tsarong: Dalai Lama (Adult)
Gyurme Tethong: Dalai Lama (Aged 10)
Tulku Jamyang Kunga Tenzin: Dalai Lama (Aged 5)
Tenzin Yeshi Paichang: Dalai Lama (Aged 2)
Robert Lin: Chairman Mao
Tencho Gyalpo: Dalai Lama's Mother
Tsewang Migyur Khangsar: Dalai Lama's Father
A film by Touchstone Pictures. Directed by Martin Scorsese. Written
by Melissa Mathison. Rated PG-13 for a few brief images of violence.
Running time: 128 minutes. Original United States theatrical release
date: December 25, 1997.