“THE HUNT” My rating: B+ (Now showing at the Tivoli)
115 minutes | MPAA rating: R
Is Mads Mikkelsen is our greatest living movie actor, the Olivier of our era?
Exhibit A is the melancholy Dane’s latest film, “The Hunt.”
In it Mikkelsen portrays an average guy accused of a horrible crime – child molestation – and caught up in a Kafkaesque situation in which he cannot prove that the crime didn’t happen, all the while being driven further away from the community he calls home.
Directed by Thomas Vinterberg, one of the founders of the austere Dogme 95 avant-garde filmmaking movement, this tale is so excruciating that it takes a bravura central performance to make it bearable.
Naturally, Mikkelsen delivers.
Of course there are plenty of other impressive Mikkelson perfs to be sampled: the bloodthirsty Viking berserker in Nicholas Winding Refn’s “Valhalla Rising,” the suave but majorly disturbed villain of the Bond flick “Casino Royale,” an idealistic aid worker caught up in a corrupt rich family in “After the Wedding,” or the psycho/cannibal/psychiatrist title character of the current NBC series “Hannibal.”
Whatever the project, Mikkelsen lifts everything around him.
Here he plays Lucas, a teacher in a small Danish town who is putting his lonely life back together after several setbacks.
He used to teach at a middle school, but he was downsized. Now he’s employed by a kindergarten where he’s beloved by staff and kids (the latter group uses him like a human jungle gym).
His ex-wife has had custody of their teenage son and until recently would allow the boy to visit Lucas only every other weekend. Now young Marcus (Lasse Fogelstrom) has made such a fuss that Lucas’ ex agrees to let him live with his father.
And Lucas’ love life has improved, thanks to Nadja (Alexandra Rapaport), a cook at the school.
Job. Child. Woman. Everything is looking up.
At least until little Klara (Annika Wedderkopp), the four-year-old daughter of Lucas’ lifelong best friend, gets mad at him and tells another teacher that she has seen Lucas’ erect penis. (How, you wonder, does a child even know such stuff? She glimpsed a porn website on her older brother’s computer tablet.)
And at that point it all starts falling apart for poor Lucas.










