Saturday, November 26, 2011

Melancholia Review

Rated R (Some Graphic Nudity, Sexual Content and Language)

Running Time: 2 Hours & 16 Minutes

Cast:
Kirsten Dunst-Justine
Charlotte Gainsbourg-Claire
Kiefer Sutherland-John
Cameron Spurr-Leo
John Hurt-Dexter
Charlotte Rampling-Gaby
Stellan Skarsgård-Jack
Alexander Skarsgård-Michael
Brady Corbet-Tim
Jesper Christensen-Little Father
Udo Kier-Wedding Planner

Directed by Lars von Trier

The end of the world has never looked so beautiful in Lars von Trier's "Melancholia."
What does happiness mean to you? Do our lives hold any meaning in the grand, intricate web of the universe or is it something we manufacture in order to justify our existence? Danish film director and screenwriter Lars von Trier has been making movies for thirty-four years since 1977 and those who follow his work are aware that he suffers from a variety of phobias and at times, crippling depression. His intense fear of flying has led him to shoot all his films in Denmark or Sweden, even if it were taking place somewhere else and he insists on driving to France every time he is invited to the Cannes Film Festival. Von Trier suffered something of a breakdown in mid-2007 when his depression left him unable to work, leaving him feeling ‘like a blank sheet of paper’ but he did manage to finish working on the highly controversial “Antichrist” in late 2008. He admitted in an interview that ‘the script was filmed and finished without much enthusiasm, made as it was using about half of my physical and intellectual capacity.’ Von Trier’s latest work is “Melancholia” and functions as a way to exorcise his emotional demons and deal with depression. However, the premiere of the film at this past summer’s Cannes Film Festival was marred with controversy when he responded to a question from film critic Kate Muir of the British newspaper The Times by saying that he held some sympathy and understanding for Adolf Hitler, prompting the festival’s board of directors to declare him persona non grata for his comments. He later apologized and admitted that he made a bad joke but then backtracked by claiming that he didn’t make it clear that he was joking. The whole mess has forced him to declare that he would ‘refrain from all public statements and interviews.’ Honestly, I think his nervousness got the best of him, causing him to ramble and not know when to stop. It’s a shame we won’t hear from him again but at least we’ll have his films and “Melancholia” is by all means an amazing one, a masterpiece that feels like a companion piece to Terrence Malick’s “The Tree of Life” released earlier this year with one exploring the birth of the Earth and another exploring its end. Visually stunning, grandiose, and operatic, “Melancholia” explores the emptiness and lack of significance our lives hold when faced with Armageddon—a beautiful movie about the end of the world indeed. 

During a prologue set to Richard Wagner’s Prelude from his famous opera Tristan und Isolde (which also serves as the film’s leitmotif), a series of slow-moving images depict the final moments of two sisters while a rogue blue terrestrial planet dubbed ‘Melancholia’ collides with Earth in a cataclysmic explosion. Divided into two parts, the first half focuses on Justine (Kirsten Dunst), an advertising copywriter promoted to art director about to be wed to a naïve young man named Michael (Alexander Skarsgård) at the castle-like home of her sister, Claire (Charlotte Gainsbourg) and her wealthy husband John (Kiefer Sutherland). The wedding is glamorous and no expense is spared but as the night wears on, Justine becomes alienated and withdraws inward. Justine’s estranged parents, Gaby (Charlotte Rampling) and Dexter (John Hurt), argue amongst themselves while her self-absorbed boss, Jack (Stellan Skarsgård) spends the whole night pushing her into providing him with an advertising tagline. On numerous occasions she looks up at the sky at a bright red star, which John, an aspiring astronomer, identifies as Antares, part of the Scorpius constellation. Her crippling depression causes her to lash out at Jack and when the night is over, Michael leaves with his parents. Antares disappears from the night sky and the second part, which focuses on Claire, reveals that a massive rogue planet named Melancholia has eclipsed it and is approaching Earth but will not collide according to scientists. This turns out to be false and as the planet draws closer, Claire slips further and further into panicked state of anxiety while Justine simply accepts, and even welcomes, the inevitability that they and everyone on Earth will die. 

Hollywood has destroyed the Earth many times over but “Melancholia” is unlike any of those films. There are no expositional news broadcasts detailing the impending doom, no focus on attempts to prevent the coming cataclysm, no hackneyed melodrama, nor are there cities or famous monuments being destroyed in spectacular fashion in an orgy of over-blown CG. The end just happens and the simplicity and insignificant way it’s depicted in the beginning of the film ties into the main themes that Von Trier focuses on, that humanity is inconsequential in the universe and that no one will even remember us once we’re all gone. It’s a cynical worldview that is held by people who suffer from depression and feel that their lives hold no meaning. Working at two emotional extremes, Von Trier explores the two sisters as they face the inevitably of their death in a destructive cosmic event beyond their own control. Justine (named after the main character from Marquis de Sade’s novel of the same name) believes that happiness is a false concept and although she tries, she is unable to stop herself from falling into a deep depression and views the false veneer that people display as hypocritical. Life is full of suffering but people refuse to accept it by living in denial. Death is inevitable and since it cannot be escaped, then what is the point of living? Claire, however, sees much to be thankful for, with a loving husband and son but this ‘world’ she has created begins to crumble apart once the threat of Melancholia looms over her. The situation becomes reversed as Claire slips into an anxiety attack in a futile attempt to control what she cannot while Justine feels calm, almost serene that the end is coming. Never has Peter Wastholm’s quote, ‘Always expect the worst, and you will never be disappointed,’ been more apt. At one point, Justine strips naked and lies in the grass under the night sky, staring longingly as Melancholia approaches in a peace-like state, almost as if she was welcoming the rogue planet with open arms. Von Trier often puts his female heroines, and his audience, through the gauntlet, because he wants us to identify with his nihilistic worldview and feel what he feels inside. The only question that remains is whether you agree with him or not: Are our lives meaningless and do we manufacture our own happiness with trivial customs in a lifelong state of denial? Is it a futile attempt to grant meaning to our lives and when faced with our own mortality, should we simply accept it or attempt to claw for some semblance of control even when there is none? There are no easy answers. 

Despite the dour subject matter, there are some moments of levity such as when the wedding planner (Udo Kier) gets disappointed at Justine as a bride that he cannot even look at her, covering his face with his hand every time she passes by. In addition to its thought-provoking themes, “Melancholia” is one of the most beautiful films I’ve ever had the pleasure to experience and much of it is owed to cinematographer Manuel Alberto Claro. The eight minute prologue that opens the film is a feast for the eyes as Melancholia slowly approaches while images of the sisters are intercut with slow motion, such as Justine floating in a pond while wearing her wedding dress like Ophelia from William Shakespeare’s Hamlet or Claire desperately trying to escape with her son but unable to as the ground below threatens to swallow them up. The ending will stun you into silence as Justine, Claire and her son sit in a circle under a makeshift tent constructed from tree branches while Melancholia slams into Earth as Wagner’s Prelude crescendos. The film features no traditional score other than the Prelude from Tristan und Isolde, cutting in and out during specific scenes and events. 

The acting is of the highest caliber as both Charlotte Gainsbourg and Kirsten Dunst deliver awards-worthy performances but it is the latter woman who makes the most lasting impression. This is easily the best work that Dunst has done in her career as she portrays a woman who is virtually dead inside and when the end comes, it’s almost as if it’s a big relief for her to finally be released from this sad, physical existence. She received the Best Actress Award at this year’s Cannes Film Festival and I have no doubt that she’ll be nominated at next year’s Academy Awards, perhaps even win as well. The rest of the supporting cast largely appear in the first half and deliver some fine, if less showy performances, although Kiefer Sutherland can’t quite shake off Jack Bauer.  I half-expected him to say through gritted teeth ‘DAMMIT!’ whenever he displayed anger. The dialogue was all improvised with von Trier providing instruction between takes so the interactions aren’t as forced compared to more mainstream productions, which utilize rehearsals. 

Premiering at the Cannes Film Festival back in May and in limited release since November 11, 2011, “Melancholia” has received largely positive reviews with 79% on Rotten Tomatoes. Critics noted that the film’s ‘dramatic tricks are more obvious than they should be, but this is otherwise a showcase for Kirsten Dunst's acting and for Lars von Trier's profound, visceral vision of depression and destruction.’ It’s currently playing at the Angelika Film Center, which also includes a rather intimate café where you can sit and read while you wait. This theater focuses on independent and art-house films so the screen is a rather small and the auditoriums do not have stadium seating. You can also hear the rumble of the subway underneath your feet but you get used to it after awhile. The most important thing is that cinema lovers can see films that AMC and Regal often shy away from. With a production budget of approximately $7.4 million, “Melancholia” has made $9.3 million worldwide so far but I doubt von Trier cares about such trivial matters. Will it be nominated for Best Picture at next year’s Academy Awards? The probability is high but winning is an entirely different matter as the judges have increasingly chosen more conventional, crowd-pleasing films. “Melancholia” definitely appeals to a more niche audience as most would not call it entertaining and will find it even tedious and boring. For those looking for an alternative from mainstream Hollywood fare look no further as von Trier’s latest is hypnotic and terrifying at the same time that if the end does come, I wish it would be as beautiful as the way it is depicted here while Wagner’s Prelude plays lovingly in the background.

Final Rating: 5 out of 5

“The Earth is evil; we don’t need to grieve for it. Nobody will miss it. Life is only on Earth. And not for long.”

Thursday, November 24, 2011

The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn - Part 1 Review

Rated PG-13 (Disturbing Images, Violence, Sexuality/Partial Nudity and Some Thematic Elements)

Running Time: 1 Hour & 57 Minutes

Cast:
Kristen Stewart-Isabella 'Bella' Swan
Robert Pattinson-Edward Cullen
Taylor Lautner-Jacob Black
Billy Burke-Charlie Swan
Ashley Greene-Alice Cullen
Jackson Rathbone-Jasper Hale
Kellan Lutz-Emmett Cullen
Nikki Reed-Rosalie Hale
Peter Facinelli-Carlisle Cullen
Elizabeth Reaser-Esme Cullen
Christian Camargo-Eleazar Denali
Mía Maestro-Carmen Denali
Maggie Grace-Irina Denali
MyAnna Buring-Tanya Denali
Casey LaBow-Kate Denali
Gil Birmingham-Billy Black
Chaske Spencer-Sam Uley
Tyson Houseman-Quil Ateara
Alex Meraz-Paul
Julia Jones-Leah Clearwater
Boo Boo Stewart-Seth Clearwater
Anna Kendrick-Jessica Stanley
Justin Chon-Eric Yorkie
Christian Serratos-Angela Weber
Michael Welch-Mike Newton
Sarah Clarke-Renee Dwyer
Michael Sheen-Aro
Jamie Campbell Bower-Caius
Christopher Heyerdahl-Marcus

Directed by Bill Condon

Not much of a honeymoon if you spend your time playing chess.
What is there left to say about the “Twilight” films? With each successive installment, it becomes increasingly clear that reviewing them is a pointless endeavor as its hardcore teen fan-base will simply lap up Stephenie Meyer’s work like blind, obedient dogs while the films continuously break records at the worldwide box office. In a blatant move at money grabbing, Summit Entertainment has opted to split the adaptation of the fourth and final novel, “Breaking Dawn” into two films, mimicking the situation with this past summer’s “Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.” However, the latter film at least had a creative in addition to a financial reason for doing so but it makes little sense for “Breaking Dawn” to be split into two films as it forces new director Bill Condon to cram the first part with so many filler moments that have no bearing on the main story and I doubt the pay-off in the second half will be as emotionally satisfying compared to “Deathly Hallows.” “Breaking Dawn Part 1” still manages to muster up some small improvements over the previous two installments but it’s all a matter of too little too late as the glacial pacing continues to bore, the dialogue remains cringe-inducing, and too often the cast stand around looking forlorn to the background tune of the film’s mopey, alternative rock soundtrack instead of actually acting. Ultimately, the main problem goes back to Meyer’s hackneyed prose. 

Isabella ‘Bella’ Swan (Kristen Stewart) and Edward Cullen (Robert Pattinson) are about to be wed, much to the distress of Jacob Black (Taylor Lautner), who angrily transforms into his wolf form and runs away into the woods upon receiving his invitation. The rest of the Cullen family, Carlisle (Peter Facinelli), Esme (Elizabeth Reaser), Alice (Ashley Greene), Emmett (Kellan Lutz), Rosalie (Nikki Reed) and Jasper Hale (Jackson Rathbone) are keeping themselves busy preparing for the wedding. Edward makes one last attempt to dissuade Bella by explaining to her the consequences of becoming a vampire but she stands firm in her decision. Once the two are finally wed, Bella is taken to the woods where she meets Jacob and they dance. When she reveals that she plans to consummate their marriage on their honeymoon, Jacob becomes infuriated and attempts to attack Edward but is held back by the members of his wolf clan. Edward takes Bella to a private villa on an island called Isle Esme off the coast of Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. They make love for the first time but the next morning, Bella discovers bruises on her body, which horrifies Edward. Against her wishes, he remarks that he will abstain from having sex with her while she remains human. Two weeks later, Bella discovers that she is pregnant and that the fetus is maturing at an accelerated rate. They return to Forks, Washington where Carlisle reveals that the vampire-human hybrid is crushing her from the inside and that she will die before she is able to give birth. Upon seeing a sickly Bella and learning of her pregnancy, Jacob blames Edward for ‘destroying’ her, leading to a deadly confrontation between the Cullens and his wolf clan, who believe the hybrid to be a monster and plan to kill it along with Bella. 

“Breaking Dawn Part 1” features a threadbare plot stretched to two hours as director Bill Condon is forced to shove in pointless scenes full of angst-ridden drivel and immature characters. As expected, Taylor Lautner opens the film by tearing off his shirt in the rain but the wedding scenes are actually competent and handled well, although keep in mind the bar has been set incredibly low so this isn’t exactly an accomplishment to celebrate. For the first time, I believed that Bella and Edward were in love and there are several moments of levity from Anna Kendrick’s Jessica Stanley and Billy Burke’s Charlie Swan. Unfortunately, the film goes downhill from there as the pacing slows to a painful crawl in order to meet the necessary running time. The much advertised love scene between Bella and Edward has been sanitized to a fault in order to garner a PG-13 as an R rating would’ve been financially disastrous for Summit Entertainment. Condon’s handling of Renesmee’s birth is by using frenetic editing, close-up reaction shots of Bella and a blurred first-person perspective and despite the financially-imposed censorship, it largely works as there’s a visceral urgency to it and there are cuts to a bloody aftermath. However, thanks to Meyer mucking around with vampire lore, I’m still not entirely sure how Edward is able to impregnate Bella considering that he’s not considered living and that vampires cannot have children. The film even breaks its own logic as Edward seemingly runs around in broad daylight without fear of being discovered. Another concept that’s poorly explained is the process of imprinting. From what I understand (and I actually tried to), it’s when a shape-shifter finds his or her soul-mate by staring intently at the other person. I kid you not as this is what happens when Jacob sees Bella’s baby minutes after she’s born and ‘imprints’ on her. The whole scene is laughable, ridiculous, and simply all kinds of wrong as a grown man becomes attracted to the child of the woman who has continuously rejected him. Maybe he sees Renesmee as his rebound? In fact, scenes like this occur throughout the film, such as when Jacob has a dramatic confrontation with the rest of his clan by telepathically communicating with each other in their werewolf form but we’re unable to take it seriously because the CG looks amateurish and the size inconsistencies of the wolves from shot-to-shot are distracting. In contrast, the work done on making Bella appear sickly thin is frighteningly effective, the one element that I can praise without any reservations. 

Ultimately, what really kills the film (and the franchise) is that none the three main characters ever mature and their angst-filled behavior grows tiresome to watch. Edward is controlling and mentally abusive, Jacob is all jealous rage and unable to move on, and Bella is without any real hopes and dreams as her world revolves entirely around the two men in her life who continuously fight over like a piece of raw meat which seems to get all those squealing girls quivering in their nether regions. It’s like they’re trapped in some vicious cycle and are unable to escape with endless declarations of love but no attempt to pierce deeper at what that actually means. The use of depressing alternative rock music is exasperating because one crops up every ten minutes when the cast just gets lazy and refuses to do their job. The acting remains emotionally inert as Kristen Stewart, while managing something resembling a performance in the first half-hour, devolves into her sleepwalking mode. Stewart can act and has proven this numerous times but the “Twilight” films have always hamstrung her talents. Robert Pattinson continues to look like a constipated James Dean in need of Metamucil and Taylor Lautner butchers every law of acting every time he opens his whiny, little mouth. The supporting cast consists of the same attractive faces devoid of any real personality and looking like bleached wax figures. 

Released on November 18, 2011, “The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn Part 1” has received overwhelmingly negative reviews with 29% on Rotten Tomatoes. Critics called it ‘slow, joyless, and loaded with unintentionally humorous moments, [the film] may satisfy the Twilight faithful, but it's strictly for fans of the franchise.’ In other words: same old, same old. As expected, the fans were out in force during opening weekend as it debuted with a gargantuan $138 million, just shy of the $142 million of 2009’s “New Moon.” The film will likely top out at $300 million domestically, although it appears that it will continue to reign supreme over Thanksgiving weekend as none of the new releases were able to make a significant dent in its earnings. “Twilight” has always been about pleasing the fans rather than creating actually good films and “Breaking Dawn Part 1” continues in that tradition for better and for worse. The final film will arrive next November and I doubt much will change. Fans: enjoy it while it lasts as I for one am glad that this whole madness will soon be over…until Meyer comes up with another idiotic concept.

Final Rating: 2 out of 5

“Childhood is not birth to a certain age, where at a certain age the child is grown and puts away childish things. Childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies.”

Immortals 3D Review

Rated R (Sequences of Strong Bloody Violence, and a Scene of Sexuality)

Running Time: 1 Hour & 50 Minutes

Cast:
Henry Cavill-Theseus
Mickey Rourke-King Hyperion
Freida Pinto-Phaedra
Stephen Dorff-Stavros
John Hurt-Old Man
Luke Evans-Zeus
Isabel Lucas-Athena
Kellan Lutz-Poseidon
Daniel Sharman-Ares
Steve Byers-Heracles
Romano Orzari-Icarus
Corey Sevier-Apollo
Joseph Morgan-Lysander
Anne Day-Jones-Aethra
Stephen McHattie-Cassander
Robert Maillet-The Minotaur

Directed by Tarsem Singh Dhandwar

Who do you think you are, Katniss Everdeen?
Can spectacular visuals make up for a mediocre story in a film? Audiences often make this excuse as a justification for writers and directors to embellish their work with eye-catching special effects in order to cover up plot deficiencies, a symptom that is especially common in summer blockbusters. Director Tarsem Singh Dhandwar’s latest work, “Immortals,” bears a strong resemblance to 2006’s “300” directed by Zack Snyder, which isn’t a surprise considering that Mark Canton and Gianni Nunnari served as producers for both films. While “Immortals” features gorgeous, breathtaking visuals that recall a live-action Renaissance painting and over-the-top battles that revel in copious amounts of blood, this intense focus on how the film looks has unfortunately resulted in a lifeless, threadbare script populated by characters devoid of any discernible personality. 

The Heraklion King of Crete, Hyperion (Mickey Rourke), declares war on Olympus, blaming the Gods for abandoning him in his time of need by letting his family die from a severe illness. He is searching for a mythical long-lost weapon called the Epirus Bow, which will allow him to break into Mount Tartarus to free the Titans, imprisoned by the Gods many ages ago. To locate the bow, Hyperion begins a campaign of terror, ransacking every holy shrine he can locate in search of a Virgin Oracle named Phaedra (Freida Pinto), who can foresee the future through her visions. He and his army advances toward a village located high on a cliff, the home of a young peasant named Theseus (Henry Cavill), who was conceived after his mother was raped by an unknown individual. As a result, they are shunned by everyone in the village with the exception of a wise old man (John Hurt), who has mentored Theseus all his life, turning him into an exceptionally skilled warrior. Hyperion and his soldiers arrive at the village after receiving information from a traitor within the Athenian army and despite his skill Theseus is unable to stop the Heraklion King from killing his mother before his very eyes. Before he can swear revenge, he is taken and forced to work to death on the salt mines. While there, he meets a smart-mouthed thief named Stavros (Stephen Dorff) and Phaedra, who helps them escape by causing a riot with the help of her decoys. Locating the Epirus Bow in a labyrinth-like mausoleum, Theseus and his new-found allies attempt to destroy Hyperion as the Olympian Gods, led by Zeus (Luke Evans), observe from above, debating whether they should intervene or allow humankind to fight their own battles. 

“Immortals” is loosely (and I emphasize this word) based upon the Greek myths of Theseus and the Titanomachy (War of the Titans), although no knowledge of these stories is required as screenwriters Vlas and Charley Parlapanides simply cherry-picked elements and combined them to form their own tale. The film is certainly a sight to behold as the sumptuous visuals are simply incredible, deserving of the highest praise. Every shot is perfectly framed to provide maximum details, no matter how small they may be. Director of photography Brendan Galvin has truly outdone himself. You can compare it to watching a moving Renaissance painting with its warm golden hues, with Singh slowing down the action to allow audiences to admire the fruits of his and Galvin’s labor. The action is unrelenting as dozens of men are killed with exaggerated displays of blood spraying everywhere. The final thirty or so minutes has three concurrent battles taking place but while they satisfy on a purely adrenaline level, these scenes soon grow repetitive with the overuse of slow motion. 

Not helping matters is the fact that the film is overall a hollow experience, failing to make an emotional connection and sprouting hackneyed nonsense about having faith in the Gods but unable to explain how this faith comes about or what it means to an individual. The characters lack personality and are given the simplest of motivations, the bare minimum to provide context to the carnage unfolding on-screen. The romance between Theseus and Phaedra is rushed as they seemingly fall in love within minutes of meeting each other. Finally, the Epirus Bow is made to be such a central weapon in the conflict but it’s completely forgotten in the second half of the film. This all goes back to the question of whether spectacular visuals can make up for a lacking story and while the look of a film can go a long way in enhancing the viewer experience, it’s no replacement for a good story. This is the main problem with “Immortals;” it looks beautiful but ultimately we’re just spectators, the script simply failing to engage and make us care about the characters’ struggles. As for the 3D, this is another one of those post-conversions and it’s actually not that bad, although the bar has been set rather low considering the number of lazy conversions released this year. While the image lacks depth, the film does not suffer from the brightness issue that plagues most 3D films and the action scenes fares well as Singh’s camera often pulls back to give you a full view. I wouldn’t give a full recommendation on seeing “Immortals” in 3D but if you’re forced to, at least you won’t leave the theater feeling cheated. 

Performances consist of a lot teeth gritting and shouting but if there were any doubt on Henry Cavill’s ability to portray Superman in Zack Snyder’s “Man of Steel” to be released in 2013, this film should silence them. Cavill’s Theseus makes an impassioned speech right before the final battle that’s well done with echoes of Gerard Butler’s Leonidas but I would label his acting as ‘adequate’ as Singh often poses him in many scenes like an action figure. Mickey Rourke cuts an imposing figure as Hyperion, albeit his American accent can sound out of place. The rest of the cast have little to do other than look stunning in their costumes. Frieda Pinto is attractive with the camera often lingering on her but she’s conspicuously absent once the fighting begins in the last thirty minutes. As for the Olympian Gods, which includes Luke Evans as Zeus, Isabel Lucas as Athena, and Kellan Lutz as Poseidon (cue the snickers), they’re mainly there to spruce up the proceedings while skulls are being violently crushed into brain matter. 

“Immortals” was released on November 11, 2011 to largely negative reviews with 36% on Rotten Tomatoes. Critics concluded that ‘the melding of real sets, CG work, and Tarsem's signature style produces fireworks, though the same can't be said for [the film’s] slack, boring storytelling.’ It had an above average opening weekend debut with $32 million (a new best for Relativity Media), and has currently grossed $122 million worldwide against an estimated $75 million production budget so a sequel is highly possible. Since I viewed the film on a weekday, audience attendance was mediocre. “Immortals” is all visual spectacle and there’s nothing wrong with that but it deserves a better script and the lack thereof represents something of a lost opportunity for Singh as he’s obviously talented but often fails to connect on an emotional level.

Final Rating: 3 out of 5

“All men’s souls are immortal, but the souls of the righteous are immortal and divine.”

Monday, November 21, 2011

Hellraiser: Revelations Blu-Ray Review

Rated R (Bloody Horror Violence, Grisly Images, Sexual Content and Language)

Running Time: 1 Hour & 15 Minutes

Cast:
Stephan Smith Collins/Fred Tatasciore (voice)-Pinhead
Jay Gillespie-Nico Bradley/Pseudo Pinhead
Nick Eversman-Steven Craven
Tracey Fairaway-Emma Craven
Steven Brand-Ross Craven
Devon Sorvari-Sarah Craven
Sebastien Roberts-Peter Bradley
Sanny Van Heteren-Kate Bradley
Jolene Andersen-Female Chatterer Cenobite
Daniel Buran-The Vagrant

Directed by Víctor García

What have they done to you, Pinhead?
Hey, remember when the “Hellraiser” franchise was actually good? I still do but these memories are fast fading away given the eleven years of crap fans have been forced to put up with. For the past several years Dimension Films/The Weinstein Company has been working on a remake of the original “Hellraiser” but as of right now it’s currently mired in development hell. Numerous directors and writers have signed on to work on the film but were forced to drop out due to creative differences and lack of progress. Faced with losing the rights to the franchise, The Weinstein Company rushed a ninth film into production in August 2010, under the working title “Hellraiser Revelations,” which eventually became the final title. Having Doug Bradley return as the iconic Cenobite Pinhead was a no-brainer but the actor shocked fans when he announced that he will not be signing on to reprise his famous role, as it did ‘not seem to [him] to represent a serious attempt to revive the Hellraiser franchise.’ Filmed under an estimated $300,000 production budget in two weeks with a no-name cast, “Hellraiser Revelations” was shown in a single theater earlier this year in what was a ‘cast and crew’ screening that was also open to the public. This marked the first time in fifteen years that a “Hellraiser” film was released into theaters. A month before its release on DVD and Blu-Ray, the film received a limited theatrical run as part of a double feature with the equally low-budget “Zombies Diaries 2: World of the Dead.” The world of horror is littered with flicks like these in the video aisle of your local department store. The real question is whether “Hellraiser Revelations” is as bad as every online critic has been saying and from a hardcore fan, I would say that there are worse films made but the end result on display here is still undeniably terrible. While I commend Gary J. Tunnicliffe for its back-to-basics script in an attempt to mirror the original, it’s quite apparent from the cast and crew involved that no amount of effort was put in, with the exception of the makeup effects. The reason this film is a failure is not the low budget or the re-casting of Pinhead, it’s because everyone has given up before the cameras even started to roll, which is a shame as there are glimmers of good ideas here. If the crew had faith in the project and the script were polished, fans could’ve gotten something watchable but instead we’re now witnessing the final wheezing death knell of a once promising horror franchise. 

Nico Bradley (Jay Gillespie) and Steven Craven (Nick Eversman) are best friends who have inexplicably run away to Tijuana, Mexico. They film themselves engaging in several days of drunken partying but suddenly disappear after an encounter with a strange, bald man with pins driven into his skull. Their belongings, including the digital camera documenting their final moments, are turned over to their individual families. A year later Steven’s parents—Ross (Steven Brand) and Sarah (Devon Sorvari), with his sister Emma (Tracey Fairaway)—invite Nico’s parents—Peter (Sebastien Roberts) and Kate (Sanny Van Heteren)—over for dinner in an attempt to move on from their sons’ disappearances. Although her mother forbids it, Emma views the recording on Steven’s camera and discovers that Nico, whom she had been dating, had casually murdered a prostitute after having rough sex with her in a dingy bathroom. Steven wants to contact the local authorities but Nico blackmails him into silence by threatening to implicate him in the crime. Rummaging through the duffel bag recovered in Tijuana, Emma finds a strange puzzle box known as the Lament Configuration. Steven suddenly appears while she plays with the box and the families attempt to rush him to the hospital, only to discover that all the cars have disappeared and the phones dead. Before the night is over, dark secrets will be revealed, leading the families into a deadly confrontation with the diabolical Pinhead (Stephan Smith Collins) and his cadre of sadomasochistic Cenobites! 

Looking at the theatrical poster of “Hellraiser Revelations” and the large amount of derisive comments on how Pinhead appears to be ‘taking a dump,’ I find it hard to disagree considering this is what Dimension Films and The Weinstein Company has done. In response to the initial promotional material, Clive Barker angrily wrote on Twitter that he had ‘NOTHING to do with the f*ckin' thing. If they claim it’s from the mind of Clive Barker, it’s a lie. It's not even from my butt-hole.’ Makeup effects guru Gary J. Tunnicliffe wrote the script (I assume no actual writer with self-respect wanted to get involved) and he attempts to bring this ninth installment back to its roots by mirroring the original, which is admirable but it’s all for nothing because the lack of logic and effort shows in every scene. The film begins in a ‘found footage’ style that’s all the rage these days but abandons it after the first ten minutes. Why bother with it if you’re not even going to follow through? The constant switch from a first to a third-person narrative exacerbates in what is already a poorly paced film as logic is thrown out the window once the cars inexplicably disappear and the phones go dead. Not even cell phones work because Ross lives in an area in the suburbs with no reception! Random scenes of Pinhead listening in on the families bickering amongst each other are shown as he can now apparently eavesdrop through the Lament Configuration…and commit grand theft auto. Oh, that silly Pinhead! The climax gets all sorts of ridiculous as one of the characters is fired upon with a shotgun at point-blank range and manages to survive for close to fifteen minutes even with his guts spilling out. A whole speech is made on the lack of meaning life holds in suburbia America but it’s all half-baked and the terrible acting does not help. Some incest is also included in a pointless exercise in titillation. The only praise I can give is the makeup effects and gore, of which there is many. Skin is bloodily ripped apart and hooked chains go piercing into flesh but the lack of any new Cenobites is one of many disappointments. There’s even two Pinheads in a sort of ‘Mini-Me’ situation from “Austin Powers.” 

Of course, the main issue on every fan’s mind is the recasting of Pinhead. Stephan Smith Collins is passable and the voice (provided by Fred Tatasciore) sounds menacing enough but ultimately there’s something off with his performance. He’s too physically imposing and the costume fits him poorly with these distracting shoulder pads. Doug Bradley brought a cold, calculating elegance to the character even when the sequels were scraping the bottom of the barrel. As for the rest of the cast, I wouldn’t be surprised if they were just randomly dragged off the street. Steven Brand, whom you might recognize as Memnon from 2002’s “The Scorpion King,” manages something akin to an actual performance but everyone else is laughably bad. Compounding these problems is some of the worst dialogue ever written, including such gems like ‘the plan is to get your d*ck wet’ and ‘there is no better buzz than a tequila buzz!’ Last but not least, Tijuana is annoyingly pronounced ‘TI-HUAN-NA.’ Tracey Fairaway spends the whole film running around in the lowest-cut top I’ve ever seen and the parents’ terrorized reactions, especially Sanny Van Heteren’s, are so over-the-top that it’ll elicit fits of loud laughter rather than dread. Honestly, I’m not surprised considering that “Hellraiser Revelations” is the cinematic equivalent of an ashcan copy so why bother putting in the effort but a better question is, why bother wasting money and releasing it to the public? Surely, people aren’t going to buy it, are they? Released on DVD and Blu-Ray on October 18, 2011, “Hellraiser Revelations” looks decent enough, although it has that pristine look often associated with high-definition cameras, which I find ill-suited for such a film. Audio is fine as well but it’s quite apparent that the sound equipment used was on the cheap side. As for special features, there’s only a bunch of deleted scenes which you can already view on-line. At least there are subtitles compared to Echo Bridge’s “Hellraiser” releases on Blu-Ray. 

“Hellraiser Revelations” had a limited theatrical run on September 2, 2011 as part of a double feature with “Zombies Diaries 2: World of the Dead” but any reviews you find on-line will be overwhelmingly negative. Even those who awarded the film a passing score (like Examiner.com) were reserved with their praise, although I highly disagree with Erik Tomren writing that ‘Clive Barker should be thankful that his vision is still inspiring others.’ It’s not ‘inspiring’ anyone as this is nothing but a last ditch attempt to wring the few pennies from the pockets of devoted fans. I do not blame Gary J. Tunnicliffe or director Víctor García for the film’s poor quality as they knew what they were getting into and did the best they could within the confines of the budget as provided. The real people who are at fault are The Weinstein Company. Making an ashcan copy to keep the rights is fine but by releasing it direct-to-video just reeks of greed and desperation. If you’re a hardcore fan of “Hellraiser,” I only recommend watching this ninth installment once just to satiate your curiosity but for everyone else, stay away…far away because the suffering is indeed legendary!

Final Rating: 1 out of 5

“Birth...is pain. Each nail...each new square of flesh...wrenches you further from the fleshy existence you knew before.”

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Blade Runner: The Final Cut Blu-Ray

Rated R (Violence and Brief Nudity)

Running Time: 1 Hour & 57 Minutes

Cast:
Harrison Ford-Rick Deckard
Sean Young-Rachael
Rutger Hauer-Roy Batty
Daryl Hannah-Pris Stratton
Joanna Cassidy-Zhora Salome
Brion James-Leon Kowalski
Joe Turkel-Dr. Eldon Tyrell
William Sanderson-J.F. Sebastian
James Hong-Hannibal Chew
Edward James Olmos-Officer Gaff
M. Emmet Walsh-Harry Bryant
Morgan Paull-Holden

Directed by Ridley Scott

"I want you."
Note: It is highly recommended that you view the film first as spoilers are freely discussed in this review.

What defines us as human? This is the central question posed in director Ridley Scott’s seminal science fiction masterpiece "Blade Runner," released in 1982 and loosely adapted from Philip K. Dick’s 1968 novella Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? Although the film polarized critics upon its release and flopped at the box office, it quickly became a cult classic and is now viewed as one of the finest science fictions films ever made whose influence has continued to be felt in all forms of media. In addition to the original theatrical cut seen by audiences in 1982, several other versions of "Blade Runner" exist but the one considered by Scott to represent his definitive vision is the 2007 Final Cut. Despite being released almost three decades ago, time has not diminished "Blade Runner" as its thematic and philosophical significance, searing dystopian vision of the future, ground-breaking visuals, and darkly melodic score continues to both influence and remain unmatched by its contemporaries. 

In the early 21st century, the powerful Tyrell Corporation has advanced robotics to what they call the 'Nexus' phase, bioengineering artificial beings who are virtually identical to a human in every way. Commonly known as 'Replicants,' the current Nexus-6 models possess superior strength and agility, in addition to intelligence at least equal to their genetic creators. Used as a slave labor force to establish colonies on other planets, Replicants were declared illegal on Earth due to a bloody mutiny by a Nexus-6 combat team on an off-world colony. Special police units dubbed Blade Runners are ordered to shoot on sight any Replicant they find but this was not considered execution—'it was called retirement.' In Los Angeles, November 2019, retired Blade Runner Rick Deckard (Harrison Ford) is detained by Officer Gaff (Edward James Olmos) and brought before his former supervisor, Harry Bryant (M. Emmet Walsh), to track down a number of Replicants who have escaped from an off-world colony to Earth. Deckard is informed that these are Nexus-6 models manufactured by the Tyrell Corporation and have a limited four-year lifespan as a fail-safe in order to prevent them from developing emotions, which results in a violent, unstable personality. The Replicants—Pris Stratton (Daryl Hannah), Zhora Salome (Joanna Cassidy), and Leon Kowalski (Brion James)—are led by a combat model named Roy Batty (Rutger Hauer) and are suspected to have come to Earth to try to extend their limited lifespan. Deckard is sent to Tyrell Corporation's headquarters to ensure that the Voight-Kampff machine (used to identify Replicants through a series of questions that test for an empathic response) works on Nexus-6 models. He meets Dr. Eldon Tyrell (Joe Turkel), who insists that his mysterious assistant, Rachel (Sean Young), be tested on the Voight-Kampff machine. After asking over a hundred questions, Tyrell asks Rachel to leave and reveals to Deckard that she is prototype Replicant with false memory implants, designed to act as a cushion for her developing emotions. Rachel has no idea she is Replicant and believes that she is human. She escapes from Tyrell Corporation upon learning her true origins and although forced to retire her, Deckard finds he is unable to as he has fallen in love with her. 

Filmed in 1981, the dystopian future depicted in "Blade Runner" is exceptionally well-realized thanks to its meticulous visuals and production design. Los Angeles in 2019 is a rain-drenched, oppressive metropolis suffering from the effects of pollution and over-crowding as neon-advertisements and fire-spewing smokestacks dominate the cityscape, reflecting the enormous power that mega-corporations such as Tyrell wield. Omnipresent police units roam the skies in 'spinner' vehicles as robotic voices blare over loudspeakers, asserting the loss of individual freewill while runaway advances in technology are unbounded by any legal or ethical restrictions. With the environment ravaged and animals all but extinct, the only ones that exist are bioengineered to serve as mere status symbols for the wealthy. As the masses scurry throughout the decayed and garbage-strewn streets of Los Angeles, the promise of a new life on an off-world colony looms overhead via enormous airships. What's amazing is that this dystopian vision of the future feels frightening real. Composed by Vangelis, the score is an aural experience like no other and mixes electronic sounds with more traditional, noir-like jazz themes that fit the film perfectly. 

"Blade Runner" isn't just a visual and sound showcase but also offers a thematically rich story that poses a question that continues to elude scholars to this day: what defines us as human? Replicants are identical to humans in every way, with the exception of their increased strength and agility but because of their artificial creation, they are not viewed as 'human.' Yet the compassion and remorse they display for each other stands in stark contrast to the emotional detachment experienced by the human characters. Like their creators, Roy and his band of renegade Replicants strive to overcome their limited four year lifespan and achieve the impossible, that of immortality. Although Roy fails to succeed in a literal sense, the end of the film has him saving Deckard from certain death. Why does he do this? He makes an impassioned speech and remarks eloquently that 'I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time...like tears in rain…time to die.' Knowing that he is near death, the best assumption is that Roy did not want to die alone and this last act of introspection allows him to live on in Deckard's memories and symbolically achieve immortality. This theme of loneliness is supported when Deckard finds solace in the arms of Rachel, who is herself a Replicant, and falls in love with her. Replicants are created without feelings but they ultimately attain a higher emotional state upon death. Before leaving with Rachel toward an uncertain future, he remembers Gaff yelling to him, 'It's too bad she won't live! But then again, who does?' Perhaps Scott is telling his audience that the search for immortality is fruitless and to cherish the time we are given. Tyrell even tells Roy that it is biologically impossible to extend his life and to 'revel in your time.' Our ability to feel and the fact that we are mortal is what defines us as human. Finally, there's also the issue of whether Deckard is a Replicant, a topic that has inspired fierce debate among fans but ultimately the answer is up to you as Scott deliberately left it ambiguous. 

The performances in "Blade Runner" range from good to outstanding. Hot off the successes of "Star Wars," "The Empire Strikes Back," and "Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark," Harrison Ford was looking for something with more dramatic heft compared to his previous roles. While Rick Deckard isn't inherently a challenging role to play, Ford nails it and creates a haunted portrayal of a lonely man at the end of his rope, forming no real connections. There's only the job for him but despite the inhumane way in which he 'retires' the rogue Replicants, he ends up falling in love with one. Rutger Hauer, however, is the standout and infuses Roy Batty with a cunning yet charismatic personality. His monologue at the end of the film is incredibly well-written and delivered with a strange mixture of resignation and joy. Sean Young is fine but often comes off as too cold and impersonal, which undermines her character's ability to fool everyone (including herself) into thinking that she is human. The rest of the cast includes Daryl Hannah as Pris, who exhibits a lively child-like innocence that belays her acrobatic abilities, Edward James Olmos as the mysterious officer Gaff, and Brion James and Joanna Cassidy as the final two Replicants of Roy's band. 

Released on Blu-Ray in 2007 as a 5-Disc Collector's Edition, the final cut of "Blade Runner" is nothing short of stunning and features spectacular detail. The opening scene of the film over the belching smokestacks of Los Angeles and the subsequent aerial shots are simply gorgeous, revealing how hard the production design team worked to fully realize Scott's vision of a dark future. Colors are vivid, especially the neon-advertisements that dot the cityscape and despite being drenched in shadow, the film never looks murky. The effort poured into restoring "Blade Runner" deserves the highest praise and is in every way flawless. Likewise, the audio quality fully immerses you in the world that Deckard inhabits but what stood out for me were the atmospheric sound effects such as the pitter-patter of rain or the crowded masses milling about while the police zip around in their blaring 'spinner' vehicles to keep order in the streets. Vangelis' score shines as well but the dialogue does suffer a bit from a hollow effect yet this is really nitpicking and does not detract from the experience of the film. An exhaustive set of special features are included, among them a making-of documentary that is a whopping 3 hour and 31 minutes long, countless featurettes and audio commentaries, and in addition to the final cut, three other versions (domestic, international, and director's cut) are provided through seamless branching, plus the original workprint, although the changes in each do not fundamentally alter the film in any way. By far, this is as complete an experience a "Blade Runner" fan can achieve. 

"Blade Runner" was released on June 25, 1982 to a mixed reception from critics. Feeling they were misled by the marketing campaign, audiences were expecting a more typical sci-fi action/adventure flick as opposed to a more serious, slower paced film, a reaction that does not surprise me in the least as it was simply too ahead of its time. A financial failure at the domestic box office with a gross of $27.5 million ($64.7 million adjusted for inflation), the film quickly earned a cult following and is currently rated at 92% on Rotten Tomatoes, with critics reevaluating their opinions and concluding that it was 'a visually remarkable, achingly human sci-fi masterpiece.' There's very little that remains to be said about Scott's film as it has been thoroughly dissected these past three decades so if you're one of the few who still haven't seen "Blade Runner," then you owe it to yourself to experience one of the most lauded science fiction films in American cinema.

Final Rating: 5 out of 5

"I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time...like tears in rain...time to die."

Monday, October 3, 2011

The Human Centipede [First Sequence] Blu-Ray Review

Not Rated (Disturbing Sadistic Horror Violence, Nudity and Language)

Running Time: 1 Hour & 32 Minutes

Cast:
Dieter Laser-Dr. Josef Heiter
Ashley C. Williams-Lindsay
Ashlynn Yennie-Jenny
Akihiro Kitamura-Katsuro
Andreas Leupold-Detective Kranz
Peter Blankenstein-Detective Voller

Directed by Tom Six

"Now you can bite me. Bite my boots! Bite my boots!"
Not all films are created equal but they always inspire a wide range of emotions. Directors pushing the limits of extreme cinema in order to explore the depths of human depravity are nothing new but when Tom Six’s “The Human Centipede [First Sequence]” began to make the rounds at various film festivals in 2009, the reactions to the body horror flick ranged from glowing praise to outright revulsion. The perverse premise gives new meaning to 'ass to mouth' and involves a mad doctor kidnapping three victims so he can realize his vision of a Siamese triplet…by surgically connecting their mouths and anuses together! Six was inspired to write the film when he saw a child molester on the news and joked, 'they should stitch this guy with his mouth to the ass of a very fat truck driver. It would be a really good punishment for him.' A sequel titled "The Human Centipede 2 [Full Sequence]" has already been completed with a limited release set for October 7, 2011 and from the reviews I’ve read, it looks like it ups the ante even more in depravity. Plus, the British Board of Film Classification (BBFC) has banned the film and the official trailer wears it like a badge of honor. "The Human Centipede [First Sequence]" may suffer from lapses in logic and an overreliance on tired horror clichés but the film succeeds due to the fact that Six has crafted something that’s never been done before, even if all the premise does is make you want to vomit. 

Lindsey (Ashley C. Williams) and Jenny (Ashlynn Yennie) are two American tourists on a road trip though Europe but while searching for a nightclub in Germany, their car unexpectedly breaks down with a flat tire in the middle of a forest. Unable to get any cell reception, the two friends attempt to find help and come upon the house of a Dr. Josef Heiter (Dieter Laser). Heiter ends up drugging and holding the two women captive in his basement cellar. He also kidnaps a Japanese tourist named Katsuro (Akihiro Kitamura). Heiter reveals to his three victims that he was once a world-renowned surgeon, an expert at separating conjoined twins but now envisions of creating a creature that share one digestive system. In order to accomplish his perverse goals, he plans to surgically sever the ligaments in their knees and connect the three by sewing their mouths and anuses together to form the world’s first 'human centipede.' 

People who are hoping for an all-out gore fest will be disappointed as "The Human Centipede [First Sequence]" is relatively restrained compared to films like "Saw" or "Hostel," with the only gruesome scenes being a teeth removal and flesh on the buttocks being surgically cut as Dr. Heiter creates his own version of Frankenstein’s monster. No, much of the shock and revulsion comes from its premise, which is rather ironic considering that humor involving excrement is considered funny but with Six's film, it's immoral and offensive. What a hypocritical society we live in! As for its '100% Medically Accurate' tagline, that's nothing but a misnomer to drum up hype. I do not doubt that Six consulted with a Dutch surgeon but no one can survive being fed fecal matter due to all the bacteria, even if that person was receiving nutrients through an intravenous drip. It's just not possible. As for the film itself, the first half isn't particularly imaginative and even feels somewhat dull as it follows the usual horror clichés beat for beat with our two female leads being stranded due to a flat tire and looking for help…in the middle of a forest at night! Such illogical occurrences are peppered throughout the film, including a prolonged escape attempt that left me scratching my head at the total lack of common sense on display. Once Heiter creates his human centipede, the film improves as Six crafts a tense atmosphere of hopelessness and despair in order to make our skin crawl. There's this one scene that will make those with weak stomachs spill their lunch as Katsuro empties his bowels and Lindsey is forced to swallow it. Hell, it's almost played up for comedic effect when Heiter screams with glee, 'FEED HER!' 

Strange as it may be, the film does contain elements of black comedy, largely stemming from Dieter Laser's over-the-top performance. When he explains to his victims what he's about to do, he uses a cheap projector straight out of high school and almost child-like diagrams! A common question that will crop up is what point Six is trying to make. From a critic's point of view, there is no moral subtext because everything that happens in the film simply…happens. Six's goal is to humiliate and dehumanize his characters in a similar way like Pier Paolo Pasolini's infamous 1975 film "Salò, or the 120 Days of Sodom," which was loosely based on The 120 Days of Sodom by the Marquis de Sade. This is an endurance test where Six wants to push the audience's boundaries and although "The Human Centipede [First Sequence]" is never actually about anything, the film remains oddly compelling throughout and you're unable to turn away. On that alone, it is a runaway success. Due to the low budget nature of the film, the cast are all unknowns but Dieter Laser (what a cool last name) has had a long, successful career in Germany. Laser's performance is nothing short of brilliant as just the mere look from his bulging eyes and vulture-like grin will inspire chills. This is a man who's smart enough and mad enough to create a human centipede and you can compare him to the director following through with his idea to its dark conclusion. Akihiro Kitamura shines as well but Ashley C. Williams and Ashlynn Yennie's 'talents' leave much to be desired as it feels like they're reading off cue cards but I do give them props for participating in a film like this! 

Released on Blu-Ray back in October, 2010, "The Human Centipede [First Sequence]" looks and sounds decidedly…average. Shot on high definition cameras and apparently up-scaled from 720p, the picture quality is passable with some fine detail during close-ups but colors are often dulled to add to its bleak atmosphere. A subtle blue filter is used, giving the film a sterile appearance. Audio quality fails to impress as dialogue is too low at times and the effects sound cheap but this is more a fault of the film's low budget. These issues aren't huge deal-breakers but it's not a significant upgrade from the DVD. Supplements are also on the weak side with the only worthy extra being an audio commentary with Tom Six. The rest of the extras (presented in standard definition) are fluff pieces but you can marvel at the actresses 'skills' as their audition tapes are included. 

After premiering at several film festivals, "The Human Centipede [First Sequence]" had a limited release on April 30, 2010, playing in one theater in New York City (the IFC Center) and grossing a rather miniscule $181,467 with an additional $70,740 internationally for a total of $252,207. If IMDB is correct, its production budget was an estimated $2 million, which would make it a financial failure but it has already earned something of a cult following. Reception was mixed with a 50% on Rotten Tomatoes as critics concluded that while it was 'grotesque, visceral and hard to swallow, this surgical horror doesn't quite earn its stripes because the gross-outs overwhelm and devalue everything else.' Ultimately, it's hard to quantify "The Human Centipede [First Sequence]" as a film you 'like' or 'dislike' as it is more of a boundary-pushing experience. I do not regret seeing it but I won't be popping the disc in anytime soon as once is enough for me. Roger Ebert encapsulates my thoughts best, 'The star rating system is unsuited to this film. Is the movie good? Is it bad? Does it matter? It is what it is and occupies a world where the stars don't shine.' One thing's for sure, we'll never look at our rear ends the same way ever again!

Final Rating: N/A (Does not mean 0 out of 5)

"Ingestion by A, passing through B, to the excretion of C. The human centipede…first sequence!"

Saturday, October 1, 2011

50/50 Review

Rated R (Language Throughout, Sexual Content and some Drug Use)

Running Time: 1 Hour & 39 Minutes

Cast:
Joseph Gordon-Levitt-Adam Lerner
Seth Rogen-Kyle
Anna Kendrick-Dr. Katherine ‘Katie’ McKay
Bryce Dallas Howard-Rachael
Anjelica Huston-Diane Lerner
Serge Houde-Richard Lerner
Philip Baker Hall-Alan
Matt Frewer-Mitch

Directed by Jonathan Levine

He's doing it! He's really shaving it all!
People in their twenties,or young people in general, often get caught up in that mindset where they feel they’re invincible. I know this because I’m still in my twenties and my grandmother often berates me about the cavalier attitude I have towards my health. This does not mean I'm not concerned but I'm of the belief that even if I do get sick, I will bounce back, better than ever. Now imagine this scenario: what if you were diagnosed with a rare, malignant form of cancer and you're only just twenty-seven? This is the premise of "50/50," a comedy/drama directed by Jonathan Levine and written by Will Reiser, loosely based upon his experiences living with cancer when he was diagnosed with a spinal tumor at the age of twenty-four and how his best friend, Seth Rogen, helped him on the long road to recovery. Reiser is currently in his sixth year of remission and has cheerfully remarked that it 'apparently lasts forever…or until you die.' A comedy about a man dealing with cancer is a tricky film to do but Levine and Reiser pull it off with ease, providing a heavy dose of laughs but never losing sight that every day we are faced with our own mortality. Reiser's experiences lend a sense of realism to "50/50" as the drama is heartfelt without feeling forced or maudlin. This is, without a doubt, one of the best films of 2011. 

Twenty-seven year old Adam Lerner (Joseph Gordon-Levitt) lives life on the safe side: he waits for the walk sign to appear while doing his morning jogs even if there are no cars in sight and refuses to learn how to drive, as it is the 'nation's fifth leading cause of death.' Suffering from intermittent back pains, Adam visits the doctor for a check-up and discovers to his shock that he has a rare form of spinal cancer. The doctor, who appears to be unsympathetic, informs Adam that if he wants, he can speak to a psychiatrist at the hospital. At home, Adam tells his girlfriend, Rachel (Bryce Dallas Howard), and says that she has an opportunity to leave with no hard feelings if she feels she cannot handle the stress. Although clearly uncomfortable, Rachel refuses and tells him that they'll get through it. His best friend Kyle (Seth Rogen) is upset at this unpleasant news but upon learning that Adam's chances of survival are 50%, he immediately cheers up, remarking that those are great odds and that he'll be fine. With great reluctance, Adam reveals his condition to his mother, Diane (Anjelica Huston), who wants to move in so she can take care of him but he stops her since she already has to take care of his father, Richard (Serge Houde), who is suffering from Alzheimer's disease. During his chemotherapy treatments, Adam befriends two older cancer patients, Alan (Philip Baker Hall) and Mitch (Matt Frewer), who share some macaroons filled with marijuana. He also begins to see a young psychiatrist working toward her doctorate named Katherine 'Katie' McKay (Anna Kendrick) and an awkward romance forms between them. Despite the efforts of his best friend to uplift his spirits, Adam soon begins to slip into a depression as he comes to terms with the fact that he will die. 

People always say laughter is the best medicine. After all, if you were faced with your own imminent mortality, wouldn't you want to spend your final days among the people you love rather than being trapped in a depression? For the most part, the script of "50/50" hits the expected beats as Adam goes through Elisabeth Kübler-Ross' five stages of grief (sometimes all at the same time) but the film skillfully avoids turning into an exploitative, melodramatic tear-jerker along the lines of 2009's "My Sister's Keeper" by providing humor in such a way that it does not trivialize what he is going through. Although certain elements recall 2008's "Pineapple Express," there are still several laugh-out-loud hilarious scenes, including the much advertised head-shaving and using cancer as a pick-up line in order to get laid but much of the comedy is often morbid, especially when Adam gets high on marijuana during a chemotherapy session with two patients and leaves the hospital laughing at everything. As Will Reiser partially based the script on his own experiences, the pain that Adam goes through has a palpable realism where the drama never feels artificial in order to induce a reaction from the audience. When he finally breaks down and screams in anguish knowing he may die the next day, I felt tears well up in my eyes and even the most jaded viewer will find it hard not to be affected in such a way. The emotional core of "50/50" lies in Adam and Katie's burgeoning romance and it's the kind I always love to watch: sweet, innocent, and awkward but most importantly, believable. As an inexperienced psychiatrist, Katie has a tendency to put her hand on Adam's shoulder to comfort him but he remarks that it feels 'creepy.' By the film's end, you're just yearning for Adam to survive his ordeal just so we can see him finally happy and be with someone who appreciates him. Balancing comedy and drama is a tightrope act but Levine and Reiser succeed beyond a reasonable doubt, crafting a film that will make you cry just as much as it'll make you laugh. 

The success of "50/50" can be contributed to Joseph Gordon-Levitt, who appears to be unable to do no wrong as he continues to effortlessly grasp all the nuances that his numerous roles ask of him. His performance is so good it's as if he lived the life of a cancer patient because the emotion on display has a raw, genuine quality to them. While I have no doubt that he will be nominated for an Academy Award, it remains to be seen whether he'll win as the competition is fierce, especially from Ryan Gosling. It's amazing to see how far Levitt has come since "3rd Rock from the Sun." Seth Rogen is basically playing an exaggerated version of himself but he shows a rare depth that's largely unseen in his previous work. Anna Kendrick, who has one of the most adorable smiles, continues to prove that the "Twilight" films are beneath her as a sympathetic yet also sweet and awkward psychiatrist. In fact, it's that awkward quality that lends "50/50" its heart and soul. Bryce Dallas Howard once again plays someone unlikable as her character decides to cope with the stress by having an affair. It's a role that plays to her strengths, although I'd wish she step outside her comfort zone. Anjelica Huston, Philip Baker Hall, and Matt Frewer have minor supporting roles but they make the most of it by stealing every scene they're in. 

Riding a wave of positive buzz, "50/50" was released on September 30, 2011 to critical acclaim and has earned a stunning 92% on Rotten Tomatoes, running neck and neck with Gosling's "Drive." Critics hailed that the film 'maneuvers between jokes and drama with surprising finesse.' Unfortunately, interest for the film appears to be middling judging from the sparsely populated theater (granted, it was a morning screening) and its low debut of $2.9 million points to a weekend total of approximately $8 million, the same as its production budget so positive word-of-mouth should make it a minor success. Another reason that audiences might not be going in droves is its rather depressing subject matter and I have read some comments from those who find it in poor taste in mixing cancer with comedy. However, their opinion was based on the official trailer alone but they're unlikely to change their minds to see the film, which is disappointing given its quality. Funny without being obnoxious, emotionally affecting without being manipulative, "50/50" does everything right and if it isn't obvious already, this is easily one of my favorite films of 2011 so stop dilly-dallying and run to the theater!

Final Rating: 5 out of 5

"You can't change your situation. The only thing that you can change is how you choose to deal with it."