Alexandra
Aleksandr Sokurov's anti-war drama Alexandra opens with a curious
image and spends 90 minutes squeezing it for all it's worth. Galina
Vishnevskaya plays a rounded, matronly old grandmother who hops a troop train
to the Chechen front to visit her grandson Vasily Shevstov, an officer. On a
dusty railroad car full of hardened young men and cold iron weaponry,
Vishnevskaya's soft form and wizened face stand out, almost comically. But as
Sokurov piles on the incongruity—like when Vishnevskaya unpacks jars of
preserves and removes her paste jewelry amid cramped gray barracks—the
quintessential Russian image of the babushka looks pointedly out of place. It's
Sokurov's way of saying that whatever's going on in Chechnya, it doesn't fit
who Russians really are.