The Defector

While making "The Defector", the director obviously went out of his way to produce a decent contemporary spy movie, containing an intricate plot, suspenseful action, beautiful scenery (lots of nice German locations – both city and countryside – and characteristic locals), tin loads of extras and an unexpected ending. Up to a point, he succeeded in his mission. The movie is certainly enjoyable enough to watch. Unfortunately there are also some drawbacks causing it not to exceed the level of decent mediocrity. I suppose the problem is in the direction, for the leading actors are top-quality performers and the plot and scene setting are lifelike enough. In my experience, the dialogues are very clear – so clear, in fact, that they tend to lose the sort of grim realism and shadiness that might have added to the overall mood expected from this movie genre. The scenes are framed in such a way the viewer is in no doubt what is going on, but is not sucked in at the same time. From what we see, we understand it's all very serious business, but it just doesn't feel that way. The mental torture session in the specially prepared hotel room is gruesome, but it does not send shivers up our spines. The same thing goes for some other scenes in which Bower (Clift) is grilled by the Stasi. The slight caricature qualities of some of the additional characters (uniformed guards, labourers, Frieda Hoffman's (Macha Méril) flat mates) plus the occasionally corny traditional music are not helpful in this respect (the alienating sci-fi music in the torture scene is different – I suppose this was composed by Serge Gainsbourg – the rest seems miles away from his style). I do appreciate the ending of "The Defector", which leaves room for speculation (= did this happen by accident or on purpose?), but again, I was not as much in awe as I felt I should have been. In short, "The Defector" meets the mark, but could have done without a certain degree of directional awkwardness.

This is a very poor film but a very interesting story. Montgomery Clift looks worn and torn in this intelligent thriller that was to be his last film at only 45. Hardy Kruger makes an equally interesting character but more convincing for his vitality. They both find themselves pawns in a political game, both are involuntarily recruited, and they both have some difficulty winding their way out of it. Towards the end of the film it gets finally exciting like a real thriller, but you have to wait long for it. Fortunately a beautiful young lady also gets involved, and she is let alone by the bullies.

The main asset of the film is actually the delightful music by Serge Gainsbourg, which every time it tunes in gives some relief to a rather bleak and sordid story. It is in character very much like "Funeral in Berlin" of almost the same year but more sophisticated and interesting, while the Harry Palmer case is much more attractive as a film. Much of the flaws of the film are due to very poor direction - the directior has difficulties in bringing his actors to life. You must not be that formal and stiff, callous and expressionless in a film that involves great nervous strain, a love affair, brainwash ordeals and an escape for your life. Although the story is good and of great interest, the director fails to bring it sufficiently alive on screen to make it engaging.

The Defector is an exciting Cold War film. It reminds me of Gregory Peck's The Chairman. Unfortunately this film is out of print. It seems that any films that deal with the Cold War are curiously going out of print or disappearing. If you get a chance see The Defector.

The Defector is the final screen appearance of the great Montgomery Clift. It is a decent enough performance, but barely matches the high standards of his earlier performances.

The film itself is typical '60s Cold War stuff, with a complex plot and lots of cloak and dagger treachery. Clift plays a scientist who is blackmailed into working as a spy behind the Iron Curtain. His cover is dangerously thin from the beginning, but by the end it has been blown wide open and he has to flee for his life. Indeed, the film only really comes to life during that final half hour or so. The build up is mildly intriguing, but not sufficiently so to make this a great film. The location photography helps to give the film a sense of authenticity, if nothing else.

I wouldn't recommend The Defector to anyone other than spy afficianados or fans of Montgomery Clift.

I really enjoyed this gem. I gave it a go despite the mixed reviews, in part because I was interested in Clift's performance. I'm glad I did. I've reached a certain point in life: I cannot finish watching movies I feel are mediocre, and even those movies I decide to watch often put me to sleep. This movie is well beyond mediocre, and I was wide awake for all of it.

The Defector has the feel of other cold-war spy flicks of the era: dry, dark, and pessimistic (words that also describe Clift's performance). It's filmed in color but feels as though it should have been b/w: gray is better suited to these movies. Of course, there are touches of warmth and beauty, including a love affair and the self-sacrifice of good people to a higher cause. I thought the ending interesting: I won't give it away but keep an eye out for what I believe to be a telling glance between Roddy McDowell and another man. I almost missed it....