A Most Wanted Man (2014 Sundance review)

The typical critical clichés used to praise thrillers are overused expressions like “pulse-pounding” or “a white-knuckle ride.” The superb A Most Wanted Man can’t be described with those adjectives, but that’s because director Anton Corbijn’s film is colder and more cerebral—and yet, when the film reaches its final stretches, it’s extraordinarily gripping. The film’s confident tonal control is a compliment to Corbijn’s skill, but it’s also recognition of Philip Seymour Hoffman’s wonderfully controlled central performance. You don’t realize how stunning the whole experience really was until it’s over.
Based on a John le Carré novel, A Most Wanted Man takes its time to tell its tale, focusing first on character and atmosphere before turning to plot. Living in Hamburg, Gunter (Hoffman) works for a branch of German intelligence that’s essentially unauthorized, tasked with hunting down possible Islamic terrorists and trying to ascertain possible homeland plots. Something happened years ago to Gunter when he ran a station out of Beirut—something we don’t learn about and which he doesn’t want to discuss—but the memory of that unspecified failure still galls him.
His latest tip leads him to Issa Karpov (Grigoriy Dobrygin), a man of Chechen and Russian heritage living in Germany. Due to receive a rich inheritance from his father, Issa is suspected of being a jihadist by international watchdogs, but Gunter isn’t convinced. His team intercepts Issa’s lawyer, Annabel (Rachel McAdams), who’s trying to help keep him in Hamburg legally. (She fears what will happen to him if he’s sent home, where Russian federal officers viciously tortured him.) Gunter coerces her into being his mole—he wants to see if Issa will donate his money to Faisal Abdullah (Homayoun Ershadi), a respected Muslim scholar who, Gunter believes, has connections to terrorist groups. To Gunter’s mind, Issa is immaterial: He wants to take down the major players.
Working from a script by Andrew Bovell, Corbijn works in a similar vein to his underrated George Clooney thriller, The American. In that film, the excitement of the world of assassins and spies was intentionally undercut by the director’s interest in the isolation and spiritual anguish of his main character. But if The American could be accused of being too self-consciously chilly, luxuriating in its own anomie, A Most Wanted Man does a better job juggling plot mechanics and character study.