Prometheus

Summer Movie Review Mash-up

I know I’m a little late writing up reviews of the following three movies, despite the fact that I went to all three on opening weekend. That should give you a pretty solid sense of how underwhelmed I was by all of them. *frowny face* Am I being obtuse, or has Hollywood simply forgone strong plots and characterization for off-the-reservation special effects? Or maybe it’s the writer in me; I spend so much time focusing on the story arc and development that I have lost touch with the point of sitting in a really dark room, surrounded by ten foot high speakers, staring at a screen that is large enough to serve as a helicopter landing pad. In other words, experiencing complete auditory and visual overload (which is a completely separate experience from the cognitive and cerebral experience of absorbing a good story). Do the other writers out there have this same issue?

And also, after the lobe-blowing let down of Prometheus, I do believe I have become hopelessly jaded.Abraham Lincoln: Vampire HunterI’ll start out with this one because it was by far the best--for what it was. I had no expectations for ALVH other than being entertained by some unbelievable special effects and general storyline silliness. In these things, it did not disappoint. ALVH had three exceptional things going for it: fun characters; interesting plot, especially in terms of reinventing history; and outstanding fight scenes. The one complaint I have is that the story covered far too long of a timespan to really allow viewers to settle into the characters and vicariously experience their inner struggles. There was a lot of glossing over of interpersonal conflicts and psychological development. That being said, there was enough of a hint at the grander details the story must contain in the novel that I definitely left the movie wanting to read it. And, surprisingly, it passes the Bechdel Test.The Amazing SpidermanI have to admit, I was confused about this one. What happen to Mary Jane? What happened to Norman and Harry Osborn and the Green Goblin who I thought were integral to the original Spiderman origin story? Granted, I haven’t read a comic book since I was maybe ten, but I found a re-telling of this story without the original cast of characters to be very off-putting. All of the actors in TAS did a good job and were believable in their roles, and the special effects were generally fun, but the story just really dragged along. Essentially, it’s the story of a fringe-dwelling teenage genius who solves incredible genetics-based problems (that the world’s top scientists can’t??), struggles to impress a high school beauty (who somehow has the time and lab experience to also work in a genetics lab??), copes with the loss of both his parents and his beloved uncle, and is transformed into one tough hombre through a spider bite. There are holes, and lots of them, throughout the plot (like, how does he manage to synthesize the benefits of the genetically-modified spider’s bite, while his nemesis can’t? And how did no one in this high-powered lab notice that the spider’s venom could lead to such amazing benefits in the first place?), and the story itself took quite a long time to actually head in any definitive direction, like saving the world from an evil scientist. Not to mention a scene lifted directly out of Gleaming the Cube. This one was a solid “meh” and a full failure in regards to the Bechdel Test. I’m sure fifteen year old boys loved/will love it, however.Total RecallThis iteration of Total Recall had a couple of marked improvements over the first: the settings and special effects (which kind of go without saying since it’s been gasp twenty-two years since the original came out). The fight scenes were fantastic, especially those involving Kate Beckinsale, who pulled off quality bad-assery nearly as fine as Sharon Stone in the original, and the overall look and feel of the two cities (plus a bonus ruined landscape) where all the events take place were quite elegant and well designed. But that’s where the magic ends.One complaint I have with Total Recall redux is that all of the characters are completely cardboard. All of them. Kate’s character, Lori Quaid, runs around pissed off and intent on killing Quaid. Quaid, played by Colin Eyebrows, er, Farrell, runs around confused and ready to fight, and Jessica Biel’s character, Melina, runs around bummed that Quaid can’t remember her but intent on making sure his brain gets dissected by a new character, leader of the resistance, Mattias (played by Bill Nighy, who really looked like he just wanted to take a nap instead of be in this film). Besides Nighy, everyone, as described, does a lot of running around and fighting or shooting things, and not much else.There are two other major flaws in the film, which are inter-related. For an unknown reason, the writers dramatically changed the plot from Schwarzenegger’s TR. Instead of the story taking place on Mars with a focus on its alien artifacts and the element turbidium, the mining and distribution of which is being controlled by a corporation run by the evil Cohaagen, everything occurs on earth and Cohaagen is transformed into a despotic political leader played by Bryan Cranston. The new story is that Earth was devastated by chemical warfare and there are only two livable regions left, basically the UK and Australia. The people living in Australia are low-paid servants to the metropolitan dwellers of the UK and commute every day through the Earth’s core to work in UK-based factories (why the factories, which would seem to be giant waste-producing facilities that would muck up the pristine metro environment of the UK aren’t based in Oz isn’t explained). SPOILER: The gist is, the UK is running out of living space (because they didn’t realize how much room the factories would take up, presumably) and Quaid knows that Cohaagen is planning to wipe out the population of Oz to make room for the excess UK population (which would leave no one to work in the factories???). The only obstacle is the Resistance, which Quaid, in his original role as a member of Cohaagen’s goon squad, is supposed to infiltrate, much along the lines of the original movie.So, the flaws. Besides the traveling through the Earth’s core idea being rather boring when compared to the elaborate infrastructural implications and physiological variations resulting from the Mars motif in TR One, not to mention the ever-present threat of the livable Martian infrastructure being breached and the inhabitants dying an eye-popping, tongue-extruding death, Cohaagen’s character is completely inconsistent with the world he apparently leads. The idea put forth in the thin storyline is that he rose through the ranks in the chemical wars as a ruthless warlord, yet somehow becomes an esteemed and respected leader in a fairly mellow, egalitarian, and orderly modern society in the UK. Yet, in all of his screen time, his character does nothing but revel in the idea that he gets to wipe out a couple million people and can’t wait to share the fun with his good buddy Quaid (once Quaid is reverted back into his original persona as a bloodthirsty assassin). None of it really makes sense. How does a bad guy thrive as the leader of the free world when all he wants to do is wipe out half of said free world?Long story short, TRr had a gaggle of sparsely drawn characters running around inside a very thinly fleshed out plot. Worst of all, really, is that there were none of the classic one-liners Schwarzzenegger is so adept at. Plus, it fails the Bechdel Test.See you at the party, Richter!

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Movie Review: Prometheus

Holy Scott Free! I sprinted to the theater last night to see Prometheus 'cause I've been pretty much DYING for this one, and left Regal with these three words spinning like a gyroscope in freefall through my head: Jumped. The. Shark.Yeah. I know.Ever been to a movie that felt like the screenwriters had gathered for a pre-production brainstorm, wrote down a list of say, a hundred plot points and events, threw them all in a hat, picked the first 25-50, and said, "All right. Let's lay these out in random order and just fill in some basic information in between to make it seem like they all cohere into a more-or-less comprehensible *cough* story, shall we? Oh, by the way, Set and Effects Departments, could you make sure that there's something pretty happening on the screen so the audience will at least feel like the 3D glasses were worth the extra two bucks? Yeah, that would be great."There will be a number of spoilers ahead because I really don't feel like this movie could be any more spoiled. Just so you know.Let's start with characters and character development. No really, Ridley, let's have some. We'd appreciate that in our big screen entertainment. Otherwise, this aimless collection of people walking around sharing bits of disjointed dialogue that frequently has nothing to do with what's actually occurring in the movie is a bit hard to make sense of and not in the least engaging. Let me see if I can sum up for you: two scientists, one of which is more of a dudemanguybro than an actual archeologist, who wish to meet an alien life form who they postulate created humans because, well, how cool would that be? A tough-as-nails, bitchy ship commander who...spends two hours being a tough-as-nails, bitchy ship commander. A gaggle of "scientists" who, in their minimal screen time, behave like a bunch of petulant ten-year-olds who woke up on the wrong side of the bed and fail to actually perform any scientific activities before encountering slimy alien-beings (which, in a totally unsurprising turn of events, promptly attack and destroy). And some ship crewpersons who...crew the ship.That about it? Oh, there was Idris Elba, the wry, pragmatic, hardbitten-but-in-the-end-heroic ship captain. And let's face it, I could watch Idris Elba play a man in a coma and be content for hours. If the movie had been two hours of Idris kicking alien ass and taking tongue-twisting alien names, there might have been a chance it wouldn't have sucked. Might have been.Then there was Michael Fassbender's character, David, the sinister yet necessary (and compulsory, given this being essentially a prequel to Alien) android. Or is that artificial human? In any case, Fassbender pulls off his role with acceptable believability. But would someone please give that man a meatball sandwich? After making Hunger—a stunning film about the hunger strike by IRA-activist Bobby Sands—he apparently didn't get the memo that it's okay for his size-to-weight ratio to be within normal human range.Finally, there was the star of the movie, Noomi Rapace, who plays Doctor Elizabeth Shaw. In the annals of movie stars, I am absolutely certain there's never been another actor who matches her amazing range of distraught chin-quivering. Which is about all she does throughout the film.The moment where the film completely lost me came about forty minutes in. After the sinister robot infects the dudemanguybro with some alien goo, and dudemanguybro and Shaw have an emotional moment about her being unable to reproduce followed by having steamy space sex, Dr. Shaw winds up, gasp!, pregnant. Apparently, this is what the bad robot had planned all along, but how he could have known this would be the result of the goo-laced champagne he gave dudemanguybro is anyone's guess.That's not what lost me, however. Here's where things go from corny to worse. Dr. Shaw learns of this illicit pregnancy and decides to have the extremely handy all-in-one surgery performing booth (which the audience was introduced to early in the film in a moment of totally in-your-face "foreshadowing." Really, it would have been more entertaining if Ridley had just made a cameo appearance during that scene and said something like, "Listen up everyone, this cool piece of tech is going to come in handy later. Wait for it. Waaaaaaaait for it.") give her an emergency C-section with only local anesthetic. The one thing us gore-lovers did get to enjoy was a gritty close-up of this massive open wound, the subsequent removal of the alien baby (which resembled a large wad of phlegm more than anything), and Noomi getting some well-aimed stomach staples.You caught the part where I mentioned this was only forty minutes into the film, right? That's important because after this major abdominal surgery, our heroine gets to run around and fight baddies for another hour and twenty or so. Let me repeat: jump the shark. And for some super questionable script writing, not a single one of the other characters even asks her why she's running around the ship in her bloody underwear with a bunch of staples in her stomach. 'Cause, yunno, apparently in Ridley's imaginings of the near-future, there's nothing strange about that. People have random abdominal surgeries all the time, right? And are more than capable of going for a few laps around the perimeter moments later, right? Right?Let's move on to theme, of which there were a few running through the movie: thwarted mommyhood being the most blaring, which, again, is apparently compulsory in any Alien-derivative piece. There were threads of Freudian parenting and psychosexual development theories, along with touches on the Cassandra Complex, but these moments keep bumping up against sequences of alien attacks and nasty alien viruses causing people to explode. The overall experience was to leave the audience awash in a daze of discomfort and confusion.In the end, the film was simply unsettling. As mentioned, the visuals and some of the tech were quite an achievement. However, they were lost on Prometheus. Too many pointless characters, short bursts of action, and conflicting themes all tumbled around on the screen in disconnected fragments. In a simile that perhaps Ridley would approve of: after all of Prometheus's hype and promise, the experience was somewhat like having the Corporation's drone try to stuff a rolled up magazine down your throat. Some things just don't work out well.Bechdel Test status: Passes. Barely.UPDATE: Another review of Prometheus that is absolutely spot on. Delves more deeply into the vag symbolism (um, should one ever use the words "delves deeply" and "vag" in the same sentence? You be the judge.)

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