It's interesting that a film that's dealing with a story that is so ingrained in American culture has ended up with a Chilean director behind the camera. It's probably to the films strength that Pablo Larrain has an almost healthy detachment from the story that allows him to approach it without any preconceived notions of who Jackie Kennedy was. Larrain and screenwrirter Noah Oppenheim's approach to the film mainly centres around an interview that Jackie (Natalie Portman) does with a journalist (Billy Cruddup) a few weeks after JFK's funeral in an attempt to set the record straight. The dynamic in the interview is really well constructed by Oppenheim and really well played by Cruddup and Portman. There is a power play between them throughout, but Jackie has final say on what goes to print so even at her most vulnerable she is still in charge. In one brilliant moment she recounts the details of what happened on that day, slowly breaking down as she does, then pauses, composes herself and informs the journalist that none of that will be printed.
Interspersed between the interview segments are flashbacks to the day of the assassination and the aftermath leading up to the state funeral. As well as reconstructions of a famous TV tour that Jackie gave around The White House. Though the recreation of these segments seem quite obscure at first, they're there to remind you of the artifice surrounding Jackie Kennedy, how as the first first lady of the TV age her entire personality was a construct, Portman is playing someone playing a part.
Lorrain's style is so unique to this particular type of film. He nearly always seems to frame the characters in extreme close ups, its impressionist in its style and combined with Mica Levi's exceptional score there are tenets of horror to the drama in the aftermath of the assassination, it feels like a psychological horror in large parts more than a historical biopic, as we see Jackie wandering ghost like through the corridors of the White House in becomes mildly haunting.
For a film that is so heavily focused on its lead character it needs a strong central performance, and it has a brilliant one in Portman. It takes a while for the performance to settle into the film, it feels so mannered and arch that it's an awkward watch at first, when you begin to understand that it's all about playing a part then you begin to understand the depth and strength of the performance. There are also moments of genuine warmth to her as well, the moment when she has to inform her young children of what has happened is genuinely heart wrenching. There are a decent spattering of supporting performances also. Peter Sarsgaard probably gets the second largest amount of screen time after Portman as JFK's brother Bobby, he ably manages to capture the disappointment of what will never be and the panic at what legacy might be left behind. John Hurt crops up as a priest who Jackie turns to for counsel and Richard E Grant is really unrecognisable as a loyal White House confidante.
Larrain should be lauded for his sensitivity of dealing with the actual event itself. The impressionist style he employs means we view the event in a collection of abstract ways throughout various revisits to the moment, then only after the film has earned it does it depict the actual horror of the event in what is a sincerely upsetting moment. Footage of the incident has existed for so many years that when it does come it reclaims it from history and draws it back to the emotional pain of the incident, reminding you that whilst a country lost its President, in that car, a wife sat covered in her husbands blood as she watched him die, because of what proceeds this moment it provides a whole new level of melancholia to the event.
Larrain has done something that few would have expected, he gave the biopic fresh life and a real sense of style. This isn't just a great depiction of a historical figures life, this is a really fine piece of art. It feels like a necessary film for the current political climate that we find ourselves in. Many may find comfort in the words of John Hurts priest, "the darkness might never end, but it won't always be so dense".
(5 Stars)



















