The Fifth Estate

The bullet points of WikiLeaks’ rise and fall are dutifully covered, but the movie bites off more than it can chew.

Usually, movies derived from current or recent events take
one of two courses: to reveal, or speculate about, the background story we
don’t know, or to provide insight into the actions of familiar real-life
figures. Writer Peter Morgan is particularly adept at this, as he has shown in
such screenplays as The Queen and Frost/Nixon. Sorry to say, The Fifth Estate falls short in both areas.

Back in 2010, I read an absorbing, in-depth profile of
Julian Assange in We Steal Secrets: The
Story of WikiLeaks,
which covered much of the same territory while bringing
events up to date. I hoped that an ambitious, intelligent Hollywood feature would
further illuminate the story in some way, but it doesn’t. Instead, Josh
Singer’s screenplay attempts to humanize the headline-making saga by focusing
on the relationship between the elusive, Australian-born Assange (played by
Benedict Cumberbatch) and his German colleague Daniel Domscheit-Berg (Daniel
Brühl).

The bullet points of WikiLeaks’ rise and fall are dutifully
covered, with particular attention paid to the dynamics of its links to the
conventional press. But the movie bites off more than it can chew, trying to explore
both the personal story of Assange and Domscheit-Berg and the ever-growing
impact of their revelations—along with the pressing questions of ethical
boundary lines.

The movie even (unwisely) tries to dramatize the other side
of the story by eavesdropping on Washington insiders, played by Laura Linney
and Stanley Tucci.

On the one hand it’s all too much, and at the same time, not
enough. To reduce the smear campaign against Assange, and the subsequent sex
allegations, to a couple of throwaway lines of dialogue, is preposterous.

If you know nothing at all about Julian Assange and his
operation, I  suppose The Fifth Estate will serve as a
barely-adequate introduction, but I would urge anyone with a modicum of
interest to read up on the subject or check out Gibney’s documentary instead.

P.S. Just in case we haven’t been paying attention, the film
offers a climactic scene in which David Thewlis, as a Guardian editor, recites a term-paper-like summation of the story,
pointing out the pros and cons of WikiLeaks in the world of journalism. It is
the clunkiest piece of exposition I’ve encountered in any movie of recent
memory. 

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Comments

Michael O'Rourke

Mr Maltin, you completely and embarrassingly misrepresent a stunning achievement in filmmaking. You are so inside the hype of Hollywood, you are buried by it. Wake up.

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