The Ghost Writer is a smart thriller with a notable cast, a perfect setting and a cleverly suspenseful score to match. As the story unfolds, the tension grows and the anticipation becomes engrossingly spine-tingling. A film like this needs an extravagantly gratifying finale, especially with a 128-minute runtime and so few answers until the very end. Unfortunately, the setup is so interesting and the mystery so baffling that when the big reveal is finally dumped on the audience, the impact is less than compelling. Uncommon for director Roman Polanski, the conclusion can’t live up to the nail-biting initial acts.
Perhaps the fault lies in the complex political environment. The film wastes no time at all setting up an uneasy feeling, a foreshadowing of intricate cover-ups, secret agendas and shocking conspiracies. Shady pasts, a high security prison-like, isolated compound (“This place is Shangri-La in reverse!”), the International Criminal Court’s war crime investigation, the media’s influences and the suspected murder of the Ghost’s predecessor all create a steadily building mystery that’s begging to be solved. Conspiracy seems unavoidable when politics are involved, and the film doesn’t mind the many finger-pointing references to real-life politicians. While the story is intriguing, the significance of the climax is lost amongst the failed attempts to build Lang into a believable monster, or to properly condemn his political actions or the embroilment of supporting characters. The effect of their troubled lives doesn’t morally burden the Ghost to the point that the audience will support his action or inaction. Likely the most prominent interest in The Ghost Writer will be for the controversy Polanski has gotten himself into in his personal life.
- The Massie Twins
Polanski just can't seem to shake the whole under-age rape thing. That was 30 years ago for pete's sake.