I am afraid I have to admit, I am in the demographic this film is targeting. It felt a little odd being in a theater with so many old people, and then I realized, I'm one of them. So often I see myself as an old guy when talking to my students or other bloggers on a podcast. It is entirely possible that if I post this as a Lambscore, there will only be my review. The youngest star in this movie is sixty-five, so the crowd that craves "The Avengers" and "Deadpool", is well under half that age. This kind of film is counter-programming for the summer. Once in a while, the mature audience likes to be thought of as relevant enough to cater do, and movies like this result. It looks like this will be a successful venture for Paramount Studios, which could use a hit. The screening I attended was packed, and I think I may have been the youngest person in the audience.
Book Club focuses on four women who were friends in college and have stayed in touch with one another in large part to their shared club. They have all reached the stage in life where maybe their romantic life might seem behind them, but they don't seem particularly excited to leave sex behind them. Each one of course has a slightly different problem. Eighteen years after a divorce, one character has gone through the longest dry spell, while another is a serial one night stand as a way of seeming to be in charge but not risking abandonment. A third member has lost a husband a year earlier and is being smothered by her adult children, and the fourth is married but her recently retired husband seems content to retire from bedroom duty as well. Into their life drops a little mommy porn, as they select "Fifty Shades of Grey" as the next months book. Awkwardness, romance and comedy ensue.
The laughter this movie delivers is a result of the character of the women. Jane Fonda is the independent loner who has never been married and prefers to be in control, except she still seems to carry a torch for the man who did ask her to marry him. It is a little odd that Don Johnson plays the long lost love of her life when he is the father of the woman playing the main character in the films made from the Fifty Shades series. The rekindling of their life is the least comedic of the stories, but it seems to have the most heart. Mary Steenburgen is married to Craig T. Nelson again [they were a married couple in The Proposal a few years ago]. Their story has the cheapest gag in the movie, the equivalent of an adult fart joke. Candice Bergen is the woman who is least comfortable dealing with all of this since she thinks her sex life died with the marriage eighteen years earlier. Since it is a modern story, she gets to monkey around on a dating web site, and she ends up with a couple of fairly charming men, Richard Dreyfuss and Wallace Shawn. Neither of the guys get used to their potential, but the story really is focusing on the women. Diane Keaton gets the best of luck, she gets to date her nephew [Andy Garcia and she were in Godfather III]. There are jokes about body parts, physical infirmity and weight throughout the movie. While they are not always tasteful, they sure as hell are not half as crude as anything in "Deadpool 2".
Much like the social comedies of the 30s and 40s, this story is set among the economic elite of the country. Two of the characters are clearly wealthy and the rest are so well set that it never seems as if working is an important part of what they do. At the start of the film they were all given backstory that emphasized their careers but that is almost the last we hear of those jobs except for a few brief scenes at the workplace. The film is a light comedy with just enough drama to off set things so it does not come across as a farce. Don Johnson almost steals every scene from Jane Fonda, which was a little bit of a surprise. Andy Garcia has one bad pick up line but other than that, he oozes charm and glamour, which is just what Diane Keaton needs. Nelson and Steenburgen are the couple that most of the audience is likely to identify with and their arc ends in a cliche, but it is a happy one so what the heck.
If you are under forty, you are not likely to be interested in this movie. If you are over forty, it was made for you and you have to decide whether to follow up on your interest. When I saw the trailer for this back in February [playing with the final Fifty Shades movie} I did not think it looked very promising. It turned out to be a mildly amusing couple of hours with some great actresses who should get a chance to keep working, and this film afforded them that ability. I can't complain about that .
Two years ago, the character of Deadpool was revived from a disastrous turn as a secondary character in a largely reviled X-Men movie. The character in that film was the mercenary named Wade Wilson, and the actor playing him was Ryan Reynolds, but in the most misbegotten script tuning imaginable, the character had his mouth removed permanently. Is there any way you can imagine Deadpool from two years ago and the one in this movie without the mouth that roars: sarcasm, cynicism non-sequesters and insults? It's enough to stage a revolt, which is apparently how Ryan Reynolds managed to wrangle the character back into his hands and become the embodiment of this non-X-men mutant.
"Deadpool" (2016) had so much going for it and it was so fresh, it was inevitable that there would be a sequel. What is not inevitable is that it would work a second time. The original director was not attached, we've had a series of very successful "Avengers" films filling the void for the last two years, and the surprise of the filthy language, gross visualizations and overall snarkiness is going to be gone. Well never fear my friends, the people who are responsible for this property know what they are doing and they understand the treasure they have in Reynolds. They were very careful not to blow it while at the same time not trying to repeat the whole movie as a simple cash grab. Look there is nothing very deep in the film, it is not creating a universe that we will be seriously invested in, rather it is creating an alternate Marvel Universe, one that is closer to "Thor Ragnarok" than an X-Men movie.
Let me explain how this movie won me over in the very first few minutes. Anyone who has been on this site before will have discovered that I am a James Bond fan. Hell, I'm even an apologist for some of the worst 007 films. I thought I'd seen the perfect parody of the Bond signature title sequence in the comedy film "Spy Hard". It turns out I was wrong. Nothing against Weird Al, but the title sequence from "Deadpool 2" has taken every trope used in the Daniel Craig Bond films and turned them into a perfect visual parody. The song is an Adele knock off that lacks the silliness of Weird Al, but fits the CGI heavy synchronized graphics of recent Bond films more accurately than the Leslie Nielson joke film. It was a joy to watch and it matched the brilliance of the titles from the first "Deadpool".
After the opening, we settle in for a story of redemption, hardly the thing that you would expect from this film series. Deadpool 2's time altered opening sequence, like the first film, starts us a quarter of the way into the story, then takes us back to the beginning, and climaxes with the events we saw in the opening. OK, so they copied the exact device they used in the first film, but they did make it work anyway. Along the way we are reacquainted with some of the characters from the original film, but a new timeline is introduced as well. This second set of events brings the main story plot into focus. A futuristic soldier comes back in time to stop a series of events from his time period. Look, if you are going to rip off another story, you might as well go big and do "Terminator". Of course the movie not only acknowledges that it is doing so, it has a lot of fun along the way mocking itself for doing so.
In my review of the first "Deadpool" I suggested that it was not outright parody. I withdraw that statement. This movie is so full of pop culture references and self aware criticisms, that it is a little difficult to take any of it seriously. So don't. Instead, you should luxuriate in the mocking of all comic book movies, regardless of what Cinematic Universe they occupy. I was on a podcast recently where one of the guests suggested that the offensive language in "Midnight Run" might have been done for shock and laughs but that it does not have the same appeal to someone at forty, that it might have had for someone at fifteen. That may be true, and if you hate the use of the F@#k bomb and the potty mouth antics of smart ass hipsters, then you will be less enamored of this movie. It has enough references to body parts, sex acts and other taboo topics, to fill a couple of Guy Richie films. It also has some great fight choreography that is acknowledged as being ridiculous while at the same time being entertaining. This movie is not just a parody, it is a paradox. It undermines it's very premises while still managing to tell a story that in the end was worth telling.
As is my policy, I have not given away any spoilers, so you are safe to read on. There are several post credit moments that will take you out of the film that you just saw and put you into several other perspectives. You should enjoy them. Along with the title sequence, the end credits serve as the rye bread to the film's sloppy Reuben sandwich. You get the spiced meat, served with sauerkraut plot points and a sweet thousand island dressing that every word from Deadpool himself represents. I don't know if it is a great movie, but I do know it was a great meal.Just sit down and eat it, don't worry about counting the calories. That would be like trying to keep track of all the people killed in the story, a distraction and nearly impossible.
David Armstrong is a director who cut his teeth on dozens of projects but is best known as the cinematographer on the "Saw" series. He has one previous feature film to his credit, the crime thriller "Pawn" which looks like it has a very impressive cast. "The Assassin's Code" is also a low budget crime thriller and Mr. Armstrong knows how to get as much out of a budget as is possible. The production value on this film is impressive, given that the shoot was only twenty days and it all takes place in Cleveland. Without showing Jacob's Field or The Rock and Roll Hall of fame, the director has managed to make this mid-western crime thriller feel like it really is a part of the city. There are clever uses of some b-roll of the city streets, a nice drone shot to open the film, (big surprise it is a shot swooping in over water and focusing on the down town area.), and some very nice locations that can pass for city hall offices, concert halls and local mansions.
Michael Connolly is young detective, eager to make his own mark and overcome the disgraced reputation of his police officer father, a man killed in what looks like a drug deal he was involved in. Connolly is married to a concert cellist, who wants to help him live and earn the respect of others, but he shuts her out when he feels it is necessary, which puts a strain on their relationship. Michael gets his chance to make a good impression as a detective when the man tasked with following leads on a theft of department drug evidence, disappears. The themes of the movie concern living up to expectations and living by a code of conduct that many others will not understand. Like most cops in movies, Connolly, played by Justin Chatwin, is his own worst enemy. He rubs all the other cops the wrong way, in part because of his family legacy, but also because he is the mouthy sort of wise-ass he has probably seen in a thousand cop movies and TV shows. None of his colleagues want him working with them, and he makes it clear that he has very little regard for their abilities.
Chatwin is young, photogenic and can carry a scene when he needs to. He does sometimes over play the intensity moments but he is truly excellent when tossing off a insult under his breath or as he is walking away from a tormentor or a suspect. There are three other standout performances in the film that help balance out some inconsistency from out lead character. Rich Grosso plays a mid-level mafioso in the Cleveland Crime syndicate. Carmen Puccinaldi owns a Tropical fish store that serves as a front for various criminal activities. Grosso as Puccinaldi has a several nice scenes in a bar, meeting with criminals who owe him money or who work at his direction. Armstrong gets the most out of the tropical fish store as a backdrop to two murders, done in the store, by the light from the tanks. The blue illumination makes the killing feel otherworldly in just about the most mundane spot you can imagine. Grosso's smile and delivery of the line explaining the plastic sheeting on the ground is just right to carry the moment. Later he has two scenes on a park bench and some very funny lines, including the facetious question, "Why ruin this body with muscles?" He is not a comic character but he does have many of the grim punchlines in the movie.
Radio personality/actor Mark Thompson, from the Mark and Brian Show and the Mark and Lynda Podcast, gets to sink his acting teeth into a very meaty role. Armstrong was the Cinematographer on Thompson's self penned starring project "2:13". Armstrong cast him on the basis of the friendship they formed there and it pays off in this film. Thompson plays Chatwin's Captain, an old friend of his fathers and part of the police legacy that Michael Connolly is trying to live up to. Thompson is a traditional authority figure as Captain Jack O'Brien. In a scene in a bar, the young cop and the somewhat mechanical Captain, review progress of the case but also discuss the past. Thompson has a nice way of speaking in an ingratiating manner to the youngster. His best scene however is played out against the seeming mastermind of criminal activity in Cleveland, a local philanthropist with ties to politicians and other cops. Two tough guys engaging in a pissing contest is not a new element of a crime drama, but it needs to be executed well. Thompson plays off of veteran character actor Robin Thomas perfectly. He silently gets in the last word while dusting off the other mans shoulder, as if he is removing a chip there instead of a bit of dog hair.
The third excellent performance belongs to well known movie tough guy Peter Stormare. He plays a hulking menace of an enforcer for the mob. As the assassin of the title, he is cruel and efficient and does not make any mistakes. His mysterious Kurt Schlychter is a one man tornado of death. Dissipating big wigs and minions with equal calm, the character is a part that Stormare could play in his sleep, except he gets one great scene that makes the movie feel very different. In much the way Robert Shaw's monologue in "Jaws" dominates that movie without any action or histrionics, Stormare gets a similar chance. His character crashes a solo rehearsal of Connolly's wife in a small concert hall we'd seen earlier. At first we expect his presence to menace her or end in her death as a way of fueling the detectives fire. Instead, we get a great character moment as the assassin tells a tale about his grandfather in Germany and Mrs. Connolly plays some Bach on her cello. Director Armstrong uses the classical music cue to switch the tone of the encounter and the circling camera work makes this moment much more cinematic than some of the flatter interactions we have seen between other characters. The killer reveals that he too has a legacy to live up to. It is not any prettier than that of the detective but it does make a cardboard character into a real human being for the remainder of the film.
Edward Lee Cornett based the script on stories he heard while growing up in his Cleveland neighborhood . Together with script supervisor turned screenwriter Valerie Grant, they create a story that contains well worn tropes of police corruption. The innocent young cop is in over his head, both with the criminals he is chasing, and the unseen police corruption that is his biggest threat. The story is repetitive at times, featuring as it does the assassination of one character after another as Connolly gets closer to the truth. Each death does seem a little different because while all but one person is shot, they are all shown differently. A shot to the face at point blank range, execution style in the back of the head in a car, and simple flashes of light in a window, each gives Armstrong a chance to make his low budget film into something a bit more special.
Video game composer Austin Wintory creates a standard thriller soundtrack, but does add several moments that turn the film into a more modern noir rather than an 80s crime show. He borrows heavily from two great post modern noir films; "Chinatown" and "L.A. Confidential". The influence of Jerry Goldsmith (my favorite film composer) is obvious. There is just enough personality in the score to set a mood but not so many themes that the film becomes a cliche.
"The Assassin's Code" will not be on anybody's top ten list at the end of the year, but it could be if that list is made up of undersized movies that shake off their budgets and manage to work because of the film makers skill. "Assassin's Code " makes a well worn story succeed though good performances by the supporting cast, a solid score that makes the film bigger than it really is, and an excellent use of location to add production value. It is playing in a few theaters but it will be easier to catch streaming at :
I saw "The Assassin's Code" at a private screening at Harmony Gold on Sunset Blvd. last night. I have been a long time fan of Mark Thompson as a radio host and podcaster, so I sprang for tickets when they had their premier screening her in the L.A. Area.
The theater is the location of the old "Preview House", where I went a couple of times as an audience member for advertising analysis. We were usually shown a TV episode for an unsold pilot, but the real purpose was to test ads that were run during commercial breaks. The theater no longer has the handsets that allowed the audience members to record their feelings as the film clips screened, but the configuration is still the same, I think it has been slightly refurbished.
We got to the theater when we were advised to and there was already a line up the block.
My wife has some mobility issues and the event organizers and staff at the Harmony Gold could not have been nicer. They let us in through the back so we could avoid having to climb a set of stairs and she was able to be seated without being in anyone's way as people were checking in. We chose some seats off to stage left (right from the audience's point of view) so people would not have to walk awkwardly across her every time they got out of their seats. On the way down the hallway, we walked right by David Armstrong, who greeted us with a very friendly hello as he passed us.
There were several lighted poster marquees and they had the version of the poster that featured Mark looking over Justin Chatwin's shoulder.
After the show there was a beer and wine reception, and everyone was getting a wristband so they could be served later. A backdrop was at one end of the lobby and people were posing for pictures and being interviewed for a video production.
It did take a while for everyone to get checked in and be seated, and there were several rows reserved for the cast and crew of the film who were in attendance last night.
The director greeted us before the movie began and he introduced Mark Thompson who thanked everyone for coming out to support the film. They reminded everyone that there would be a presentation after the film and David Armstrong introduced several cast members and key personnel from the film.
After the movie, most of the cast, and the director, co-producer and screenwriters came up on stage to share a little of their experience. Mark conducted the interviews like he must have done a thousand times in his radio days. He had a little bit of research, a couple of questions and a fun attitude with a willingness to tell his own stories along the way.
Rich Grosso, Edward Lee Cornett, Elizabeth Anweis, William Baker, Mark Thompson, David Armstrong, Justin Chatwin, Yancy Butler, Robin Thomas, and Valerie Grant
Mark made an effort to have questions for each of the guests and he told his own stories as well. If he could embarrass someone he was happy to do so. Elizabeth Anweis seemed the most reticent to share so of course she became a target for Mark's sarcasm. Toward the end there were a few questions, but most of those who spoke up really wanted to offer their assessment of the film or to thank everybody for making the event so much fun for them. Me, I stayed quiet and thus avoided Mark's scorn.
We are not drinkers and Mother's Day plans were set for the morning, so we left after the Q and A, and missed getting a picture with any of the cast or Mark's family, although his Daughter in law Eleni and I did trip over each other as I escorted my wife to the elevator. Sorry Eleni, Hope you don't bruise easy.
I really liked the Jason Reitman directed film "Juno" from a decade ago. The main reason it was so great was the script by Diablo Cody. Well here they are together again and they have come up with something different. It has many of the same qualities of their award winning earlier collaboration, but there are some left turns in the story that make it a completely different animal. In the long run, it is the kind of animal that you watch from a distance and admire, rather than a puppy or kitten that you take up in your arms and embrace whole heartedly.
Charlize Theron is a strong performer. She has immense talent, but sometimes it seems that she only gets credit for that talent when she is willing to deny her other great attribute, her beauty. In this film, the story tellers go a long way to make the character of Marlo seem average. She appears at first as an extremely pregnant woman, who's distended belly can't be contained in her clothes. Theron manages to have a weary expression on her face through most of the encounters she has. Even when giving birth,she looks more like she needs a nap than pain killers. After she has given birth, the everyday drudgery of caring for three high maintenance children and her loving but detached husband, starts to get to her.
Marlo has a brother who loves her, and has been very successful. His family is equally large but so much different as to be painful. The humor in the story comes from characters and their mannerisms more than any situation, and her brother Craig and his wife Elyse are definitely characters. It is hard enough putting up with strangers who judge you because there are traces of caffeine in your coffee when you are pregnant, but when your own family seems to engage in subtle social comparison, it has to hurt. It is Craig who introduces the idea of a "night" nanny to help out. The suggestion seems ludicrous when coming from the pretentious and self righteous brother, but it is an idea that takes hold when Marlo's last good nerve is plucked one too many times.
Mackenzie Davis shows up as the title character and begins to have an influence on the world that Marlo inhabits. There is an on-going visual metaphor in the story that should give some expectation that something deeper is happening, but frankly I was not expecting a couple of the twists that arrive, and that is what makes this movie so interesting. The snarky humor and ironic posture of the story is enough to make it work. I though that the television show that Marlo occupies her sleepless nights with was an invention of the story. It turns out that it is a real thing, which makes the humor that comes from Marlo describing it to Tully, all the more clever. There are a couple of sequences that seem strangely voyeuristic, put turn out to be something completely different when we get the whole picture.
I liked the movie pretty well, but there are things about it that may have you scratching your head afterwards. I don't really feel that I can discuss those without giving away spoilers, and unfortunately, those are some of the most interesting ideas in the film. Regardless of the surprises, the dialogue, and settings will be familiar to most parents and they will nod appreciatively or in embarrassment at the things they may see in themselves. "Tully" is the kind of adult film that has the potential to be embraced by critics and audiences, but the awkward humor and occasionally unpleasant reality of everyday life, may make it a little hard for general audiences to take it to heart. I hope they do, because it is thought provoking and very funny.
This is over a week late and probably unnecessary. It looks like everyone will have seen this movie by the time anyone gets around to reading my comments, but for what it's worth, I want to be part of the conversation. I spent the last few days trying to catch up on my coverage of the TCM Film Festival, which was also delayed. The reason everything is running late is that I went to a late night screening of "Infinity War" during the Festival and my old butt has been dragging ever since. The advantage of waiting however has been that I got a chance to see it a second time this weekend and there are some more insights I can add as a result.
My impression of the film originally was very positive, but I did not think it would rank near the top of my list of MCU films. The second viewing may change that because it is a better experience than I originally thought. This was a complicated story to put together. There are three or four parallel story lines at any time and each of them involve characters from different MCU films being fitted together. Connecting Iron Man with Dr. Strange may not be that hard but getting Spider-Man in there and then layering on part of the "Guardians of the Galaxy" is quite an effort. Meanwhile, Thor is in two sequences separate from most of the other cast but he gets connected with the Guardians as well and does end up in Wakanda as part of the story.
The Avengers are split up after the events of "Civil War", but they still have common enemies that they must face down. This is the story that brings them all together, and frankly, it is not an Avengers film per se. This is the story of Thanos, the mad Titan who has a plan to restore balance to the universe. Criticism of MCU villains extends back to the first Iron Man film. No one will be criticizing this movie for villain characterization or story. This movie does show Thanos as an enemy, but much like Kilmonger in "Black Panther", you can understand and even sympathize with Thanos and his quest. From his perspective, it is not power or rule that he seeks. Those are simply by-products of the task he has set himself. His iron will is to balance the universe and preserve its' resources and create a paradise. This is also the goal of many environmentalists here on this planet.
While he does have a tendency to lecture and monologue as he carries out his plans, it is done in the context of his story. The Dark Children who follow him and carry out the destruction of civilizations around the galaxy, also have a herald who proclaims their task and laments the sacrifice that those who are destroyed are making. Thanos is a Malthusian on a galactic order. He is Paul Erlich with infinite power. It turns out that Thanos does also have a heart. We may not have expected it, but after this film, his character will be seen less as a monster and rather a tragic force of nature who is willing to break his own heart in order to reach his goal. There are three or four times in the story where another character gives in to him in order to save someone who matters to them. Thanos does not do that when he is faced with the same choice. He makes the sacrifice and we get to see what it does to him.
Josh Brolin may be acting using motion capture and most of the visual element is computer generated, but he still injects the character with facial expressions that are powerful, rueful and ultimately very compelling. He has a great voice and it is used to full effect in this film. Thanos has several scenes with his adopted daughter Gamora, both in the present and the past. It is the success of those scenes that makes his character a tragic villain rather than merely a cartoon evil monster.
Chris Hemsworth as Thor gets the other great meaty part in the film. Having lost so much, Thor finds a way to go on, and his rationalization of how his life story is playing out hives us all a little hope. Interestingly, he is teamed with the most cynical character from the MCU for most of the film. They create an interesting balance between the two of them. When Thor appears at the end of the film, there is hope that Thanos will fail for just a moment. Let's face it however, if you have control of all the Infinity stones, it is going to take something more clever than brute strength and rage to defeat.
As you probably have been lead to expect, there are a number of deaths of super heroes in the story. Some will come as surprises, others may be expected, but the core group of heroes will be back for part two. I suspect there are a large number of seeming deaths that can be reversed in the world of comic book story telling, but some of these deaths seem definitive. You should know that there will be more before this story is completed.
Despite the generally serious tone of the outcome of each sequence, there are moments of pleasure and humor that you will savor for months to come. Spider-man's use of pop culture to solve a problem is great. Bucky and Rocket, battling together in Wakanda may be my favorite shot in the film. It makes me laugh just remembering it. Robert Downey Jr. as Iron Man trading insults and comparing egos with Benedict Cumberbatch's Dr. Stange is also entertaining as hell. Drax and Mantis are amusing in most of their scenes and Chris Pratt continues to show why he should be a movie star. He can play light on his feet and deliver an emotional performance in back to back moments. The Hulk is a surprising source of laughs as well. Even though the tone of the film changes frequently, it still feels as balanced as the universe Thanos wants to create.
As a side note to finish this off, one of the great things about living in Southern California and going to a screening in Hollywood, is that the talent some times drops by. Our screening at the Cinerama Dome was introduced by one half of the directing team of the Russo Brothers, Joe Russo. He was joined by MCU mastermind and producer Kevin Feige. Just a bonus.
[Originally Published on Fogs Movie Reviews Fall of 2013] [Re-Published now in conjunction with the 2018 TCM Film Festival]
I recently spent the weekend with some friends and a guy I know well,
and have been friends with for more than thirty five years, had the
audacity to suggest that the remake of this film was more entertaining
than the original. I instantly dropped my jaw, exclaimed loudly that he
had to be kidding and then proceeded to disagree in a condescending
manner. I have to apologize for the tone, it was not called for and I
would not want my friend to be angry at me because I mocked his
preference for the 2009 version. I do want him to know and understand
that although I liked the Denzel/Travolta film, it can't really hold a
candle to the original and that vigorous defense of the 1974 classic
begins now as I once more recommend a movie that I want everyone to see.
The
nineteen seventies were the last golden age of movie making. There have
been plenty of great movies since then, and there have even been
periods of time when a film making movement has taken center stage. Yet
pound for pound the period of time when the studios were still
controlled by film makers and not corporate conglomerates, remains the
longest sustained period of film making excellence since the 30s. The
mavericks that ran the studios lead by the seat of their pants, and
their taste in films. When they succeeded, like Robert Evans did at
Paramount, the atmosphere was invigorating. After "Heaven's Gate" and
the fall of United Artists, the movie business changed. Not always in
negative ways but it was very different. "The Taking of Pelham 123" is
one of those films that represent a gritty view of the world, with
cynicism that reflected the time and place and was not simply a joke or a
stylistic flourish. It's not the kind of film that would have appealed
to a modern studio as much. Maybe the indie world would be able to put
something like this on the screen these days but it would not have had
the cache of this version. The remake exists because there is already a
story, and a success that the marketers can shoehorn into their
philosophy. The remake is a casting gimmick, it worked but only because
the groundwork had been laid out by the original.
This
is a crime film where the crime involves holding hostages for ransom.
The conceit is that the location of the kidnapping is a moving target
underground. The set up of the movie familiarizes us with a variety of
characters, most of whom are working stiffs in the NY Transit System.
Walter Matthau, who made his daily bread playing cynical types, is the
worn down head of the transit police in charge of one section of the
subway system. Lt. Garber, mouths off at his co-workers, dutifully
provides a tour to visiting transit dignitaries and generally growls his
way through another work day. The re-make casts Denzel as as a
dispatcher rather than a cop. OK that might work, except it the remake
then gives him a back story and a plot line that have nothing to do
with the main event. The goal is to layer the character and make the
plot deeper. In my view it comes off as uncertainty as to how to make
the plot as tense as possible. They resort to tricks to build empathy
for Garber. Matthau's cop version is just doing his job. He is good at
it and he struggles with the crisis he is faced with but our rooting
interest is in the events not the man. Denzel is given multiple crisis
to deal with and his willingness to do the job is undermined by the
suspicion around him because of a separate story that is not really the
focus of the film.
As a great illustration of the urban grittiness
found in the original, take a listen to this terrific main theme that
muscles the story onto the screen and tells you this is a film about
tough men and dangerous situations, and manages to do so without
resorting to theatrics.
I
don't remember the score from the remake, but I do remember the over
the top "bad guy" played by John Travolta. Dark glasses, close cropped
hair, Fu Manchu mustache and tattoos galore are all trademarks of movie
bad guys in the last twenty years. All the gang in the original had fake
mustaches but they wore them as a cover not as an attempt to
intimidate. Even though there is not any back story or character
costuming, the four hijackers in the 1974 film all had distinct
personalities and they were easy to remember by their colorful
sobriquets. I am pretty sure this is where Tarantino cribbed the idea
for naming his characters in "Reservoir Dogs".
The ultimate
measure of any story like this is the villain, and while Travolta was
scary and played the part as was written, his character is not as
interesting or unnerving as Robert Shaw's Mr. Blue. While we ultimately hear
a little bit more about his background, the truth is none of it matters
because we know from the beginning that he is a ruthless professional.
The look in his eye and the demeanor he conveys is all we need to know
he is an alpha. Shaw never screams or shouts. Mr. Blue's cool voice and
nearly expressionless face tells every passenger on that train that he
is not a man to be f***ed with. The next year after this, Shaw did
"Jaws" which was a performance that draws attention to the characters
idiosyncrasies. Except for his intolerance of the psycho Mr. Grey, we
see little of his motivation or internal processes. Shaw underplays
every scene and the dialogue with Matthau on the radio is deadly
earnest. He never compromises. The one time his timetable is adjusted
has nothing to do with negotiating but everything to do with the
situation, he still is in charge.
The way the hijackers maintain
their control of the situation is by following Mr. Blue's lead. He guns
down a hostage in cold blood and he doesn't accept the improvisation of
his reckless ex mafia colleague. When he speaks to the passengers there
is no mock sympathy or reassurance. He simply speaks directly and he
acts as he has promised to.
Robert Shaw as Mr. Blue, menacing Matthew Broderick's Dad.
The
supporting players are a combination of believable types and loathsome
stereotypes. Most of the employees of the N.Y. Transit system come off
as they are supposed to, harried professionals who view these events
from the point of view of a bureaucrat rather than an average citizen.
Ben Stiller's Dad shows up, not cracking wise so much as he is
humorously supporting Garber as his partner in the Transit police.
Veteran TV character actor Dick O'Neil plays the intolerant train
schedule manager who can't be bothered to worry about dead customers
when the trains are getting off schedule. He asks at one point what the
customers want for their lousy 35 cents, to live forever? This is the
kind of casual negativity that pushes Garber into one of his few outward
displays of frustration. We get a chance to see the craven actions of
political figures as they calculate the costs of paying a ransom. A
calculation that has more to do with the next election than saving the
lives of the hostages. We never get to know much about the captives,
they are stereotypes; old man, panicked mother, hooker etc. This is not a
story of the lives of the victims of this crime or the perpetrators or
the cops. The story focuses on the events of the crime.
The New
York subway system seems familiar because we've seen it in a hundred
movies. Overcrowded, not quite clean, sometimes antiquated and
claustrophobic. The film manages to convey all of that without
dwelling on any of it. The darkness surrounding the train car becomes
the background for some good tense scenes. One cop even jokes that
because of his color he wants everyone to be aware that he is between
the SWAT team and the criminals. There is a very morbid sense that
everyone in those tunnels is just another rat in a hole and they all
have to fend for themselves. While there are nihilistic films out there
today, it is hard to see a major studio building a film around that sort
of attitude. The characters would have to be sympathetic and the
bureaucracy would be the focus of anger rather than the kidnappers. The
cops at the surface have many of the same attitudes that we might see
fifteen years later in "Die Hard". They are ready to shoot first and
ask questions later. They are not always competent, witness the car
crash that delays delivery of the money, but they don't play most of
this for laughs. The police in authority are not figures to be mocked
like Dwayne Robinson, they are also working professionals that are worn
from the job but shrug their shoulders and do it anyway. This whole film
is very much a blue collar thriller. The bad guys are a team of
desperate men not an army of tactically trained experts. The Transit
employees are real people in a tough thankless job that have become
jaded. The cops are overwhelmed and smart but not brilliant. The only
pure comic personae is the Mayor with the flu.
The remake is
filled with visual twists and plot developments to astound us. This
movie is not filled with fireworks but it manages to hold our attention
and be entertaining. The plot scenario might sound farfetched but set in
the days of D.B. Cooper and hijacking of planes to Cuba it feels real.
The city, the subway the passengers, the crooks and the cops all come
across as real people. This is not a spy adventure or an action film
with a hero who overcomes incredible odds. It is an urban thriller that
makes it's story feel like it could happen and characters that might
really exist. The final clue that nails the hijacker that gets away is
even more fun now a days when we see so many stories about stupid
criminals. Even though the denouncement is played for a laugh, it also
feels authentic.
Click on the above picture to check out an earlier post I did on this film.
I'm
sure most of the readers of this site have probably watched this film a
time or two. Fogs gave me a term in a on-line post that I now use
regularly. This is a "Black Hole" film. It's gravitational pull for me
is overwhelming, and every time I encounter it I lose another 104
minutes of my life but I gain a 104 minutes of time with story tellers
who know what the hell they were doing.
Richard
Kirkham is a lifelong movie enthusiast from Southern California. While
embracing all genres of film making, he is especially moved to write
about and share his memories of movies from his formative years, the
glorious 1970s. His personal blog, featuring current film reviews as
well as his Summers of the 1970s movie project, can be found at Kirkham A Movie A Day.