In the Fade, German director Fatih Akinā€™s new drama about tragedy, xenophobia, and weaponized grief, is split into three parts. First is ā€œFamily,ā€ focusing on Katja (Diane Kruger), her Turkish immigrant husband Nuri (Numan Acar), and their adorable son Rocco (Rafael Santana). They live in a sleek, comfortable home and operate their own business in Hamburg, but their domestic bliss is annihilated when a targeted nail bomb kills Nuri and Rocco.

When sheā€™s called in for questioning, Katja suspects itā€™s the work of neo-Nazisā€”she saw another German woman leave her bike unlocked outside Nuriā€™s office on the day of the attack. But investigators ignore her and speculate, based on Nuriā€™s Kurdish roots and drug-dealing past, that he had a connection to the Turkish mafia.

One of Akinā€™s greatest accomplishments with In the Fade is how he forces viewers to bear witness to Katjaā€™s raw, inescapable pain. Few things are more brutal than watching a mother shop for a tiny casket, sob in her dead sonā€™s bunk bed, or stare at someone elseā€™s baby with bitter longing. Itā€™s almost too much, but you have to watch, even as Katja turns to hard drugs and nearly gives in to hopelessness.

In ā€œJustice,ā€ Katjaā€™s heartbreak sharpens into rage. This segment is a courtroom procedural thatā€™s too prescriptive, with cookie-cutter villains and a seemingly ludicrous outcome. But Kruger carries the film through its lowest pointā€”Katja seethes as she sits across from the couple who murdered her family and remains stoic as her ability to perceive reality is publicly questioned.


Even though Katjaā€™s foray into vigilante justice feels fantastical, the underlying narrative is grounded in reality: Nazis still exist, and theyā€™re still killing innocent people in the name of white supremacy.


Things start to spin out of control in the filmā€™s final chapter, ā€œThe Sea.ā€ Itā€™s here that In the Fade morphs from legal drama to tooth-grinding international thriller, and Katja moves from bereaved widow to hell-bent avenger. Itā€™s exciting but jarring, and the jerky genre shifts arenā€™t as graceful as Akin likely hoped. Katjaā€™s actions are unpredictable, and up until the filmā€™s final seconds, itā€™s unclear whether sheā€™ll choose mercy or revenge.

Throughout the film, Akinā€”himself of Turkish heritageā€”masterfully depicts the nationalism and racism of modern-day Germany and its historical ties to the Third Reich. The first two parts of In the Fade were inspired by a 2013 trial in Munich against neo-Nazi terrorists who murdered several people of Turkish and Greek descentā€”a trial that is still ongoing, more than a decade since the killings took place, with a verdict due sometime this year.

Even though Katjaā€™s foray into vigilante justice feels fantastical (and a little reminiscent of Kill Bill), the underlying narrative is grounded in reality: Nazis still exist, and theyā€™re still killing innocent people in the name of white supremacy. Although Kruger is fierce and magnetic as Katja, itā€™s interesting to consider how the story mightā€™ve been different if Nuriā€™s wife were also of Turkish descent rather than a native German.

In the Fade won the 2018 Golden Globe for Best Foreign Language Film, and the praise itā€™s earned is well deserved; itā€™s a gripping, relevant film about coping with tragedy, the pitch-black void it creates, and the desire to seek revenge in its wake. Plus, the visuals are magnificentā€”especially shots of shadows cast on rainy nights, the sapphire waters of the Greek coastline, and blood dissolving in bathwaterā€”as is its score, which was written by Queens of the Stone Age frontman and certified douchebag Josh Homme (the English title is one of the bandā€™s songs).

The filmā€™s conclusion is mystifying, thoughā€”itā€™s unclear if thereā€™s any intended moral to the story, or if the ending is simply meant to make us wonder what weā€™d do in Katjaā€™s position. Either way, In the Fade will continue gnawing at you long after itā€™s over.