There’s nothing wrong with filmic acrobatics when portraying a certain theme or phenomenon. As long as there’s coherence on some level or another. As long as you don’t get the feeling that there’s a whole smorgasbord being neglected in favour of asides a bit too lengthy or too far astray. Although Austrian documentarist Fritz Ofner sticks dutifully to the brand Glock in each and every departure, this mode of operation isn’t totally convincing. It’s as if he said: «We set out to shoot some footage about this Austrian gun, and this is what we got. Here’s a gun. This is where it was invented. Here’s a man in a war zone caressing it like a pet. Here’s another man in another semi-war zone praising it and the songs about it. Here’s a police chief concerned about the lack of Glocks …»
Glocks, Glocks and more Glocks
Glock, Glock, Glock. No question of what has been Ofner’s word of the day when making this film. Still, the result indicates that he might not have been too conscious of exactly what kind of film he set out to make. At worst Weapon of Choice looks like something Werner Herzog left out to dry (which would be quite an accomplishment, come to think of it). If this particular gun, and nothing but this gun, is the sole centre of attention, you could basically drop a camera at random anywhere in the populated parts of the world and have police and thieves comment on the treasured piece. Which, bluntly speaking, is what the film looks like. A bunch of short stories tossed together with the word «Glock» as the only common factor. This is not to say the film doesn’t have its moments.
«You could drop a camera at random anywhere in the populated world and have police and thieves comment on the treasured gun.»
As opposed to the narrative, which, as mentioned, comes across as pretty sharp angled in its twists and turns, Weapon of Choice has a straightforward, even docile style. All the participants seem to enjoy the filmmaker’s full attention and are given all the film time they require. This lends it an honest, innocent charm that shouldn’t be dismissed.
Your gun is your friend
We are introduced to the iconic item in a war zone, where an unidentified man indulges in affection for the gun: «We are like friends,» he says, stroking it, …
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