By Jake Howell jake.howell@utoronto.ca

Countdown To Cannes: Alex Van Warmerdam

ALEX VAN WARMERDAM

Background: Dutch; born in North Holland, Netherlands, 1952.

Known for / style: Abel (1986), The Northerners (1992), Little Tony (1998); black comedies, acting in his own films, casting his wife (Dutch actress Annet Malherbe), working in theater and fine art.

Notable accolades: The majority of van Warmerdam’s trophy wins originate from the Nederlands Film Festival, which understandably treats the local with higher regard. But van Warmerdam has done okay outside his home country, winning Best Young Film at the 1992 European Film Awards for The Northerners. On the prestige circuit, Venice awarded van Warmerdam a FIPRESCI prize for 1996’s De jurk, and the Europa Cinemas Label for 2009’s The Last Days of Emma Blank.

Film he’s bringing to Cannes: Borgman, a thriller following the title character, who may be the Devil incarnate. He joins a neighborhood and disturbs the status quo. Jan Bijvoet stars as Borgman, with van Warmerdam and his wife tagging along in supporting roles.

Previous Cannes appearances:  Van Warmerdam’s only Cannes debut is Little Tony, which played Un Certain Regard in 1998.

Could it win the Palme? First things first: have you seen the trailer? I mean, wow. Borgman looks absolutely smashing, the kind of film that comes out of nowhere and surprises even the most prepared of festivalgoers. While the cast of Borgman is more or less unknown (save for van Warmerdam and his wife Annet), it shouldn’t  matter if the film delivers what the mysterious teaser promises. Besides, as I mentioned above, van Warmerdam’s The Last Days of Emma Blank won the Europa Cinemas Label, an award given to gems unearthed in a “discovery” program. I can envision a similar situation when Borgman unspools—it won’t be much of a personal discovery, given the international attention all Competition films receive, but if there’s a festival notorious for dark horse wins, it’s Cannes.

Why you should care: There hasn’t been a Dutch film selected for the Competition since 1975. That means in just under a month, van Warmerdam’s little film will have defeated a four-decade-long dry spell since Jos Stelling’s Mariken van Nieumeghen at the 28th Cannes Film Festival (we’re on the cusp of the 66th, folks). There’s something to this Borgman business that’s got festival director Thierry Frémaux eager to program the film, and I’m determined to find out why.

If you want to watch the man at work, van Warmerdam posted a cute behind-the-scenes video on the set of Borgman. (It’s in Dutch without subtitles.)

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