Michael Haneke does not make 'easy' films. '71 Fragments of a Chronology of Chance', like the majority of his oeuvre, is uncomfortable, often emotionally draining and requires the viewer to engage and think through what they are seeing; instead of passively watching it. It is not a 'fun' film in any traditional sense of the world, but it is spellbinding, startling, original and hugely powerful. Haneke's 71 fragments are glimpses of lives, from a penniless Romanian orphan who has migrated to Vienna illegally, a troubled student, and a married couple watching the health of their daughter slowly drain away. This is a film which gives a harsh, yet compelling and realistic view of the psychological damage the modern world has on people. Unemotional newsreaders play out on monitors, with footage of real events - from the Northern Irish 'troubles', to the 'ethnic cleansing' of the Balkans, the news of the time Haneke's film was shot, in 1993/94. This footage comes between staged news footage (meant to look authentic), of those in the film, like the Romanian orphan, who is troubled, eloquent and frighteningly adult. He has seen his friends die, he has seen young girls go "on the game" as he puts it, and he is shown alone in a metropolis (in one of the non-news footage or staged news footage vignettes, which make up about 2/3 of the film), where he is laughed at by a passing driver, for eating an apple from a rubbish bin. This is incredibly moving and honest filmmaking, but even as a seasoned cynic, I found it hard to stomach.
I can't really find fault with '71 Fragments...', though that's not to say it's for everyone. The film is slow-paced, minimalist, and even for seasoned buffs of world cinema, sometimes hard to follow; due to the briefness of most of the 'fragments', and the multitude of characters. It is also not a film for the perennial optimist. The television buzzes in the home of a financially poor old man, who looks sadly on at the news around him, as his daughter fobs him off. And perhaps, despite all the superb minimalist camerawork, excellent plotting, and dialogue, this is the most startling and impressive thing about Haneke's film. He refuses to shy away from the miserable depths of human psychology, bringing them together fantastically for a chilling and poignant finale, which will live long in the memory. For anyone looking for a deep, moving and unblikingly truthful evocation of the human condition in the modern world, I couldn't recommend Haneke's '71 Fragments...' highly enough.