Showing posts with label Peter Jackson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Peter Jackson. Show all posts
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Concerning The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey
Without going through all the normal writing steps I normally take when considering a review, I can go ahead and wonder on these pages if anything could have truly made Peter Jackson's much awaited return to Middle Earth something more to crow about. Arrived home mere moments ago, and still feeling like the proposed first chapter "An Unexpected Journey" came off little more than expected by that trailer footage I first set eyes on one year ago. For a story that was so well contained within a mere one-hundred-plus pages, there is an almost excessive amount of meat added to this particular bone, and yet matters feel so much less full than they did merely a decade ago when Jackson and his intrepid team unleashed the first two chapters of The Lord Of The Rings trilogy unto the world. And perhaps that's just it; we all knew this time around didn't have a great deal to offer outside of a means to flesh out the world's myriad of cultures and histories. All the while charting the first Hobbit adventure as unlikely hero, Bilbo Baggins joins Gandalf The Grey, and a cadre of dwarves, as they embark on a mission to reclaim their lost home from the clutches of a greedy fire breathing dragon. On one hand, it functions as part prequel, part victory parade, and that's perhaps my biggest disappointment.
And yet still, there is much enjoyment to be had as Mr. Baggins (Martin Freeman) is enlisted to leaving the safety of the Shire, to become the dwarves' much-needed burglar. And true to the original book, it's a brighter, happier affair with just that tiny hint of darkness for the days that lie years ahead. As expected by Jackson and his band of filmmakers, there is a definite feeling of home along certain stretches of the film; especially during the story's earliest sections as Bilbo's home becomes a meeting place for an unruly band of dwarves, and dwarf prince (played with brooding sincerity by Richard Armitage), and a wizard. It is here that much of the film's feeling of fun and comfort go on for almost too long before the adventure actually begins. This sequence, followed by perhaps the famous "riddles in the dark" sequence that carry with them not only familiarity, but a certain enthusiasm that only happens in fits and starts throughout. Andy Serkis's return performance as the lowly Gollum, while only a small section of matters, remains solid proof of how an actor can truly own a character, and continue to deliver us the same mixture of junkie's disgust and pathos that almost redefined creature performance with the previous films. Freeman makes for an effectively memorable Bilbo, and Ian McKellen slips back into his famous role like a favorite coat, albeit clearly feeling a little extra weathered. The return of Christopher Lee, Cate Blanchett, and Hugo Weaving also contribute a healthy feeling of ease in a sequence that while pure fan service, also functions as thread creation for future films.
Which leads me to my overall feeling that the film is at best, adequate. While it does indeed have its charms, it may be important to keep in mind that as mentioned, as the film version had been in the filming stages, studio wishes eventually pushed toward this becoming another trilogy, when the original work was well beneath the length to necessitate it, creating more of a reason to pad the film with an almost insane amount of supplemental material often culled from other Tolkien works, such as the LOTR appendices, as well as his incomplete work, The Silmarillion. This leads to what could only be seen as less a narrative film, and more an overall celebration of the author's world, and the multitude of beings that inhabit it. Which plays so much more heavily into the reality that at one time, this was to be directed by fantasy/horror maestro, Guillermo Del Toro. And An Unexpected Journey is riddled with his fingerprints, even after court problems and additional production delays led to him leaving the filming duties to Jackson.
And despite much of Jackson's often affable work on display, this feels so much more like Del Toro film as it finds itself often more enamored with monsters, and action than the character work which was more present in Rings. And even if the original Hobbit book did little to flesh out but only a few of the main characters, we never truly get a proper essence of what hangs in the balance, most notably, the dwarves who have long lived without a true place to call home. The script by Jackson, Fran Walsh, Philippa Boyens, and Del Toro, does what it can to create an emotional bridge regarding belonging, and in Bilbo's relationship to this band of unlikely heroes. And there are moments when it does feel like it's working, but often important character beats are either poorly conveyed, or aren't present at all. Often cutting away to more spectacle, and plenty of ""nudge-nudge" nods to the previous films to cover up what is often unaddressed, especially in regards to how Bilbo sees himself amongst people with an actual purpose. Freeman does the best he can with the material he's given, but we never really get a good footing into his arc. If this was indeed to be the first in a trio of films, it might have been important to make sure we find ourselves more invested in him, largely because a quest tale like this requires its own identity, and the beasts and dangers out there are merely there to bring this out of the cast. It becomes more a parade of things our characters are witnessing, rather than interacting with, something the previous films took that extra time to flesh out. Underneath all the trappings, a human story is at the core of even this simple tale, and at a near now-standard 3 hour length, it should spend a little more time making this more apparent.
And speaking of borderline superficial, another more minor grip lies in the film's visual composition. Filmed on the Red 3D camera, what once looked lived-in, and grungy, often looks overtly bright, clean and flat in places. For a few moments, I quickly was taken back to Jim Cameron's AVATAR, with it's overt details in soft light, and occasionally strange feeling aura. While this may seem to be fine and good, it does make me pine a little for the grimy, almost elegiac quality which were understandably present before. A little additional textural hint of that future would have been nice. There is a less of a sense of the lived-in this time, and it leaves less of a burning impression. I'm grateful to not have caught it in its now controversial 48 FPS format, as it likely would have driven me up a wall.
And so the first part of a simpler, less world-shattering is at hand, and while I could say I enjoyed it, there was definitely a feeling of longing. Not so much for the next chapter, but for perhaps a more sensitive portrayal of the story, something less rushed, less..well business-driven. This time around, it seems that a certain spirit simply isn't there. Much like a certain urgency is not apparent in the source material, neither is the drive behind the scenes to push matters full throttle once again. An Unexpected Journey turned out rather as expected, and for that I guess it should be worth asking; Should they have bothered? Sure. Do I recommend this alongside the previous trilogy? Optional.
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
The Adventures Of Tintin (2011) Movie Review
Yes, the original plan was to post a few days from now. But I would be remiss if I didn't share several words regarding the newly released supergroup project based on Georges Remi (Herge)'s legendary comic strip creation, The Adventures Of Tintin. The much-awaited collaboration between Steven Spielberg, Peter Jackson, and featuring a script by Steven Moffat, along with Edgar Wright & Joe Cornish, offers a rip-roaring example of what is possible with three-dimensional animation technology melded properly with the very idea of bringing a comic character and his world to life. It's a seamless marriage that showcases much of what has made The Beard the cinema legend has has been for so long, and at the same time plays well with the source material that served as an inspiration for so many filmmakers of the past. It is also evidence that perhaps it was necessary for technology to reach a certain point in order to best sell certain storytelling approaches. For every time a movie fan decries a nuclear test sending a refrigerator into the sky, only to land, open and spilled out our hero unharmed as he continues to stare at a mushroom cloud a distance away, it is filmmaking such as this that can sell it, and work. Suddenly, the story takes center stage with the spectacle. Something that has often eluded fantasy film since the advent of computer generated effects. And as recently mentioned, had the story not been so well conceived, such an event would hardly be as potent..
Tintin is a young , Belgian reporter with a penchant for adventure who is again tumbling into trouble over a rare model replica of a lost at sea ship known as The Unicorn. With his semi-reliable Fox-Terrier companion, Snowy, things become ever more complicated as dangerous parties are relentless in the secrets that lie within the model. Complications which eventually lead Tintin into meeting the near-washed up drunkard ship captain Haddock(Andy Serkis), ultimately setting off a chase around the globe against the nefarious Ivan Sakharine and his gang, also intent on unlocking the secret of the Unicorn, while using the wayward helmsman as key. Also along for the ride, are geek royalty, Simon Pegg and Nick Frost as the hopeless duo from Interpol, Thomson & Thompson. Straight out of three of Herge's book collections, The Crab With The Golden Claws(1941), The Secret Of The Unicorn(1945), and Red Rackham's Treasure(1945), Spielberg and company fashion a wildly entertaining cross between loving tribute, and adventure romp on par with one of the famed director's most beloved genre legacies before a certain Crystal Skull came to prominence.
Without delving any deeper into what in many ways is a simpler plot than the twists suggests, another arrow in the quiver is in just how much Spielberg and company are finally able to experiment with the motion capture technology in ways that not only drive the thrill level up by notches, but enhances the very concept of what it is to be an observer in a film. Geography and setup are key elements in delivering what are an impressive array of comedic and action sequences that deliver as much character exposition as raised hairs. The prep work must have been both liberating and punishing, as it become clear that the tools are being utilized to their fullest, even in ways that eluded James Cameron a few short years back. It's rare when we get this much direction in a film that contains as much slapstick and non-verbal action these days, and Tintin offers a textbook example in how much one can learn about characters merely by their actions. Great moments include our hero's "trusty" dog, Snowy, and his tendency to be distracted, and Captain Haddock's bumbling becoming a boon rather than an obstacle when held up near an dangling lifeboat..Perhaps the largest, most impressive example is the dizzying downhill chasing of a raven down the hills of Bagghar. It is an Indy special gone Rube Goldberg berzerk, and could only be done now. And in 3D, it is only made greater.
Again, as an honest to goodness adventure film, this is much less about nuance and character, but what is present is a bounty of wonderful performances by Jamie Bell, as a wide-eyed and likeable Tintin, and Daniel Craig(another Bond gone bad for Mr. Wright?) as Sakharine. But the biggest triumph (again) is the lovely work of Andy Serkis, who grants Haddock three dimensions that even the current CG couldn't do on its own. It's a winning role that cements the character as one of my favorites of the year. And as much of the story operates on a move, it's surprising how far an old school storytelling approach works when played perfectly straight. And seeing as how this is planned to be a series, the only misstep might have been the very end. But even at that point, the characters have proven themselves so likeable, it becomes hard to fault it when the adventure has only just begun. 2011 has ended with an unexpected bang. One that thrillingly answers some long elusive questions about approach, and challenges what we've known about adaptations. It's a welcome melange, and possibly Spielberg's best pure balls-out adventure film since Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade.
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