At first glance, a
synopsis of The Cup - a Bhutanese comedy about Tibetan Buddhist soccer fanatics
sounds like the ultimate in concept gone wrong, something that might have resulted
from a peyote-fueled game of Mad-Libs in a late-night film school brainstorming session.
But, remarkably, the film is an improbable fusion of uncommon components that somehow
comes together in very satisfying fashion. It's a peaceful and disarming tale that
illuminates the Buddhist beliefs it also gently chides.
Two young boys, Palden (Kunzang
Nyima)and Nyima (Pema Tshundup) have escaped from Tibet to arrive at a Buddhist
monastery-in-exile nestled in the Himalayan foothills and receive their ordination. They
may have entered the monastic life, but they're also still teenagers - they cut up during
prayer sessions and smuggle magazines with swim-suited women into their quarters. They're
especially intent on following the 1998 World Cup soccer finals, so they join forces with
another initiate, 14-year-old Orgyen (Jamyang Lodro). He's also a huge fan - under his
robes, he wears a hand-made Brazil jersey inscribed with Reynaldo's famous #9. After
curfew, this covert group sneaks into town to watch the games on TV at a local tavern,
much to the consternation of their Abbot (Lama Chonjor, a real-life Abbotof
Chokling Monastery). The monastery's Disciplinarian, or "Geko" (Orgyen Tobgyal),
thinks that if the boys are allowed to watch the final match (he describes it to the Abbot
as "a fight - two nations fighting for a ball") between France and Brazil, their
attention will turn back to their religious studies in earnest. He convinces the Abbot to
allow Orgyen to arrange for rental of a television and satellite dish, and the conflict
between the spiritual and the secular begins.
The story moves quite slowly,
it's almost an hour before the quest to obtain the TV gear begins. But writer-director
Khyentse Norbu uses the languid tempo to effectively bring us into the unhurried cadence
of monastic life, showing the benefits of living at a much slower pace. Humor is abundant,
all of the wry and thoughtful variety - no car chases or pratfalls here. In a touching
scene, the power goes out during the big game and the monks amuse themselves in the
interim with a candlelight hand shadow show. Director of photography Paul Warren gives the
film a warm and attractive look despite the technical challenge of shooting in 16mm
enlarged to 35mm.
The cast of The Cup was
mainly drawn from members of the Chokling Monastery. None had any previous acting
experience and most could not understand Norbu's script, which was written in English.
Scenes were translated and learned just before shooting. As a result, most of the
performances are about what can be expected from amateurs appearing on camera for the
first time. Most dialog exchanges dont flow particularly smoothly, but within the
film's leisurely pace these seams disappear. Orgyen Tobgyal as Geko and Jamyang Lodro as
Orgyen are both particularly engaging. Interestingly enough, they are father and son.
Norbu has strong religious
connections; he's a Bhutanese high lama who spent most of his life in Tibetan Buddhist
monasteries and was once a Geko himself. His filmmaking experience began when he worked as
an apprentice for Bernardo Bertolucci on Little Buddha. For this, his first
full-length feature, many decisions were made using the ancient Tibetan Buddhist
divination system of mo - from his film stock and casting choices to the selection
of a the starting date-for shooting. When murky clouds and power blackouts posed serious
threats to the production schedule, he conducted ritual prayers to clear the skies and
stabilize electrical currents.
By the conclusion of the film the
audience is left with the overwhelming feeling that perhaps being on time for that next
7:00A.M. meeting isnt the most important thing in the world. Contemplative and
introspective, The Cup is a glacier of a film moving unhurriedly but with
great power and force. Anyone accustomed to a steady diet of John Woo and MTV may find it
too sluggish, but those willing to accept its placid pace will find it a rewarding
journey.
- Bob Aulert