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Not related to Iraqy Freedom: [EMAIL PROTECTED] /-------------------- advertisement -----------------------\ Explore more of Starbucks at Starbucks.com. http://www.starbucks.com/default.asp?ci=1015 \----------------------------------------------------------/ Amid the Luxury, Immigrants in Peril July 18, 2003 By ELVIS MITCHELL With "Who Wants to Be a Millionaire," the writer Steven Knight conjured up a television show with a rugged punch of a title. It encouraged the worst in contestants, daring them to keep their wits about them while competing in a Dutch-oven environment for the possibility of walking home with up to seven figures in newly disposable income. By contrast, Mr. Knight's script for "Dirty Pretty Things" a swift, tangy drama with an equally terse title, pits London's illegal immigrants against the alluring hope of propriety. There's no lifeline that's a phone call away, either. The immigrants are expendable manpower in the war to man the mops, kitchens and bottom-drawer duties of the world of luxury hotels, where they are unnoticed by the public and underpaid and overworked by their employers. This understated and sure film, which opens today in New York and Los Angeles, is set in a world of survivors, a forgotten group of people struggling to bring in enough income so that they don't become disposable. One of them - the Nigerian Okwe (Chiwetel Ejiofor), who drives a cab and also works as a hotel porter under the large thumb of a smooth-operating night manager named Sneaky (Sergi Lopez) - seems to be as haunted as he is obsessed. Portraying Okwe's plight could help to absolve Mr. Knight of the flame-out success of "Millionaire," which placed a planet-sized karmic debt on the writer's shoulders for sparking the reality show glut. This movie is just the opportunity for Mr. Knight to square that account. It is an urban horror story rendered with grim intelligence by the man with the right tools for the job: the British director Stephen Frears. Okwe, red-eyed and cruising on minimal energy because he works double shifts, is a doctor on the run from his homeland. The movie doesn't elaborate on the troubles that have sent him so far from home; all we really know is that he has left a wife and a daughter behind, and part of his pain comes from pining for them. That lingering misery is what keeps him safely on the couch of his Turkish roommate, the virginal Senay (Audrey Tautou), refusing to act on the magnetism that keeps her gazing at him adoringly. He's capable of loyalty to the rest of his ad hoc family: Guo Yi (Benedict Wong), a mortuary attendant, and Juliette (Sophie Okonedo), the dangerously close-to-clich�, lovable hooker. The actress's clever portrayal brings shading and warmth to an otherwise stereotyped part. "Dirty Pretty Things" suggests a demented sequel to Paul Mazursky's "Moscow on the Hudson" a dog-eared fairy tale in which industry and hard work could deliver refugees from evil, or at least into the middle classes. In "Dirty Pretty Things," diligence is not its own reward. The decent have to fight the treacherous undertow of their employers, as well as opportunistic and predatory immigration agents. The tactful, adroit Mr. Frears, whose credits include "The Grifters" "High Fidelity" and "Dangerous Liaisons" doesn't overemphasize the acrid, fetid atmosphere of hard-working immigrants clambering from one job to the next to stay alive. The spartan, bleary-eyed plainness of the urban landscape of immigrant London makes the film all the more arresting. Mr. Frears's low-key curiosity toward what drives outsiders is a crucial element that lubricates the tough, noir melodramatics of the narrative engine. (It's good to see Mr. Frears reunited with the immensely gifted cinematographer Chris Menges, who adds a funereal grace to the film.) As businesslike as the immigrants who work several jobs to stay afloat, "Dirty Pretty Things" grows grimier and more compelling as it builds a head of steam. The movie gets into gear when Okwe, summoned to clean up a blood-drenched hotel suite, fishes an unusual clog out of the room's toilet: a human heart. Eventually he finds a criminal ring that uses immigrants for body parts; they're organ meat in a butcher's window. And unlike the B-picture hysteria of films from the last few years like "The Harvest" (1993) that tried to wring drama from this idea yet underdramatized the surrounding circumstances, "Dirty Pretty Things" plays it straight and cool. And though it has its share of earnest moments, the movie doesn't sink to gaudy moralizing. Mr. Knight's climactic story-beat achieves its purpose with a minimum of fuss, abetted by the elegant thoughtfulness of Mr. Frears and the no-nonsense charisma of Mr. Ejiofor. After watching Mr. Frears ply his refined skills in mainstream studio fare, it's enthralling to see him employ that jazziness to spark his ticking impatience with injustice. This is a return to the dancing sympathy that suffused Mr. Frears's "My Beautiful Laundrette" (1985). This film has a conquering spirit. The dankness is replaced by an optimistic blast of sunlight at the end, a contrast to the earlier lighting dimmed with human misery. Mr. Frears blasts away the blight, though he doesn't have to work to restore Okwe's dignity. It shines through from the start. "Dirty Pretty Things" is rated R (Under 17 requires accompanying parent or adult guardian). It has strong language, drug use, bloody illegal surgery and even more unsettling violence. DIRTY PRETTY THINGS Directed by Stephen Frears; written by Steven Knight; director of photography, Chris Menges; edited by Mick Audsley; music by Nathan Larson; production designer, Hugo Luczyc-Wyhowski; produced by Tracey Seaward and Robert Jones; released by Miramax Films and BBC Films. Running time: 97 minutes. This film is rated R. WITH: Audrey Tautou (Senay), Chiwetel Ejiofor (Okwe), Sergi Lopez (Sneaky), Sophie Okonedo (Juliette) and Benedict Wong (Guo Yi). http://www.nytimes.com/2003/07/18/movies/18DIRT.html?ex=1059538052&ei=1&en=213157eac0465301 --------------------------------- Get Home Delivery of The New York Times Newspaper. Imagine reading The New York Times any time & anywhere you like! Leisurely catch up on events & expand your horizons. Enjoy now for 50% off Home Delivery! 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