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While theres never a moment of overt violence in Azor, a river of blood courses beneath every impeccably composed frame.
Published 7 hours ago on May 2, 2021
By Keith Watson
Andreas Fontanas Azor begins with a flurry of names. Farrell, Keys, Bijou, Tatoski, Dante, and Lacrosteguy are all dropped within the first few scenes before weve met any of the people to whom these names belong. This flood of proper nouns is pregnant with mystery and wholly appropriate to the films milieu: the rarified world of early-80s Argentinas elite, among whom certain family names carry a weight equivalent to titles like president or general. Into this world steps a Swiss financier (Fabrizio Rongione) whose own status-denoting patronymic, Yvan De Wiel, is representative of a venerable private bank that bears his familys name. Yvan, with his wife Inés (Stéphanie Cléau) in tow, has been dispatched to Argentina to check in on the firms rich and powerful clients after Keys, the companys previous man in Buenos Aires, has suddenly and mysteriously disappeared.
As he networks with wealthy land owners, powerful businessmen, and a well-connected bishop (Pablo Torre Nilson), Yvan cautiously investigates the disappearance of his partner, gradually discovering that Keyss exuberant methods and political dabbling have ruffled some feathers within Argentine high society. Yvan, however, is ultimately less interested in finding Keys than he is in preserving the banks business, which faces some stiff competition from vulgar public banks like Credit Suisse. Genteel, quietly charming, and eminently discreet, Yvan insinuates himself into Buenos Airess aristocracy with ease though not without effort. Unflappable in public, Yvan is quietly racked with self-doubt, afraid that hes an inferior businessman to Keys and that, with one false move, he could sully his familys good name. Inés, even more unwilling to lose the couples upper-crust status than her husband, suggests a subtle Lady Macbeth type, goading Yvan into action with little digs at his ego that she knows will only serve to harden his resolve. Your father was right, she tells him. Fear makes you mediocre.
Meanwhile, as this bourgeois clique plays its power-and-money games, average Argentinians are suffering the pangs and paroxysms of the Dirty War, in which leftists and political dissidents are being targeted by the countrys military junta. When they first arrive in the country, Yvan and Inés witness the effects of the repression firsthand as a seemingly arbitrary arrest of a student by military police blocks traffic on the way to their hotel. The Dirty War has even started to turn its sights on the ruling class, disappearing the politically engaged daughter of one of Yvans clients. As Nilsons bishop ominously puts it to Yvan, Argentina is in the midst of a purification phase during which parasites must be eradicated. For the most part, however, the military government isnt an antagonist to Yvan but a potential partner, one whose murderousness may in fact open up an attractive new revenue stream.
We come to understand that Yvan and, by extension, his clients well-cultivated air of refinement masks a savage indifference to the brutality being waged against the people of Argentina, and Fontana brilliantly mirrors this banality of evil theme in the films very form. With its elegantly restrained cinematography, exquisitely understated performances, and quietly sumptuous production design, Azor embodies the same well-mannered urbanity as Yvan himself. Set almost exclusively in comfortably furnished hotels, fancy country estates, and well-lacquered private clubs, the film takes place in a world far removed from the sociopolitical tension gripping the country. And yet, while theres never a moment of overt violence in Azor, a river of blood courses beneath every impeccably composed frame.
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