The Grand Budapest Hotel Review

A polarizing director to say the least, Wes Anderson belongs to a small group of American filmmakers who have garnered critical acclaim throughout their careers without ever tasting mainstream success. Paul Thomas Anderson is another such filmmaker, and the Coen Brothers once belonged to that class too until their surprise smash hit True Grit in 2010. And funnily enough, although they couldn’t be further apart in style, pretentious is the word that comes up most often in criticism of their films. This is especially true in the case of Wes Anderson, a director whose work always gets burdened with the same question: are his films more substantive than the sum of their stylish and visually appealing parts? And it’s Anderson’s latest, and most ambitious film yet, that might finally settle that debate and stand as testament to how wrong his naysayers were. 

Although it features the typical cadre of go-to Anderson thespians (Bill Murray, Jason Schwartzman, and Owen Wilson all make brief appearances, just to name a few), The Grand Budapest Hotel is focused on the performances of two first-timers: one an experienced and Oscar-nominated veteran (Fiennes), the other a young actor getting his first big break (Revolori). After a laborious and unnecessarily complicated introduction, we quickly figure out that this story takes place in an alternate historical timeline. Set in the fictional Eastern European country of Zubrowka, the bulk of the story takes place during the 1930s heyday of the decadent Grand Budapest Hotel, a ski resort and hot spot for the elites and social bigwigs of the time. And thirty odd years later, the tale is told to us by the old and lonely Zero Moustafa, owner of the now desolate hotel who reflects on his earlier years as a lobby boy under the stewardship of concierge extraordinaire, M. Gustave.

A slightly vain and pompous individual with a tendency to get involved in torrid affairs with the aging wealthy ladies who frequent the hotel, Gustave runs every facet of operations of the Grand Budapest with a militant efficiency and takes the young and inexperienced Zero under his wing. But after the suspicious death of one his lovers, Gustave draws the ire of her greedy and covetous children, led by the positively diabolical Dmitri (Brody) and his comically evil henchman Jopling (Willem Dafoe in what might just be the funniest performance of his career). Unjustly accused of murder and with the threat of a major war looming in the region, what unfolds is a touching story of friendship between Zero and Gustave as they take on the unfairness of a cruel and uncaring world and ultimately find the strength to keep going in each other. Beyond the exquisite production design and the distracting various perfunctory cameo appearances, it is the inspiring and unlikely bond between those two characters that is at the core of this story. After Moonrise Kingdom, The Grand Budapest Hotel also offers another touchingly simple story of young love between Zero and Agatha (Ronan), one that somehow survives untainted in a dark and cynical world (this film’s alternate timeline is filled with parallels of the rise of fascism and Nazism). And that is what this film is about: the survival of the goodness in people, even in a world where malevolent forces reign supreme and good things never last. Each Wes Anderson film has lots of heart and soul, and The Grand Budapest Hotel is no exception.

Featuring tense prison breaks, some surprisingly graphic violence, and a hilariously over-simplified send up of the typical movie chase scene, this is an uncharacteristically action-packed Anderson film. In spite of this, nowhere at all does it lose its bearing or the director’s signature zany levity; in no other film could something like a cat’s brutal death be a point of laugher (albeit shocked laughter). But what stands out here most of all is Anderson’s mastery of world and character building. You immediately know when you’re in a Wes Anderson movie; there’s no mistaking his unique and oft-imitated vision. And The Grand Budapest Hotel is no different. Here is a visual feast to behold for movie lovers everywhere. Characters, even the ones we spend so very little time with, feel like real and complete individuals with rich backstories, quirks, and eccentricities. It’s the subtleties and the often humorous little details that fill Anderson’s films that make them so endearing. Whether it’s Gustave’s love of a specific brand of perfume, his sporadic use of unexpected profanity, or his propensity to quote a poetic verse appropriate for the occasion (a habit that quickly gets picked up by various other characters close to him), Gustave is a colorful individual we haven’t seen before in an Anderson movie. Ralph Fiennes isn’t known for his comedic chops but his performance here gets lots of laughs and he lends a likeability to a flawed yet kind and deeply human character, a prim and proper man who belongs to a different era, an era that the characters look back on with a deeply sad and nostalgic fondness. That's The Grand Budapest Hotel in a nutshell: a nostalgic time capsule of an old-fashioned and quaint idyllic world, a world that you get the sense the director especially fondly looks back on. 

Verdict: The Grand Budapest Hotel is an entertaining, endlessly creative, and surprisingly poignant film that is Wes Anderson’s most ambitious undertaking yet. Anderson fans will rejoice but its occasionally over-indulgent style and quirky storyline may irritate and bore general audiences.

B

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Runtime:100 minutes

MPAA Rating: R

Cast: Ralph Fiennes, Tony Revolori, Saoirse Ronan, Adrien Brody, Willem Dafoe

Director: Wes Anderson

Screenplay: Wes Anderson

Cinematography: Robert D. Yeoman

Enemy Review

SPOILERS:

One of two Denis Villeneuve films to premiere at TIFF last year, psychological thriller Enemy didn’t get as much attention as the more mainstream Prisoners and took a lot longer to actually get a theatrical release. Surprising considering the fact that it’s headlined by an Oscar-nominated A-list star, but once you actually see the movie, you’ll understand why. For those acquainted with the Dostoyevsky novella “The Double” or perhaps even the 2013 Jesse Eisenberg adaptation of the same name, the terrifying concept of finding an exact copy of yourself out there somewhere in the world is an old one. But although that concept is the core premise of Enemy as well, what’s new here is the ambitious execution and presentation. Enemy is a serious and bleak affair that pulls no punches and gives nothing easy for the audience to work with. For those who love to debate and scrutinze films ad nauseum, look no further. 

Enemy begins with a quote that is as beguiling as the film itself: “Chaos is order yet undeciphered.” And while you’re still comprehending what that means exactly, you are immediately flung into an exclusive underground night club of sorts, where shady men enjoy a performance involving spiders and exotic women. Not exactly a straightforward opening, but the premise is pretty simple once things start getting going. Caught in an almost irresistible loop, Adam Bell (Gyllenhaal) is a history professor who leads a very repetitive and unremarkable life and is involved in a frosty relationship with an emotionally distant girlfriend. Tormented by surreal and hellish dreams, you immediately get a sense that there’s something not quite right about Adam’s state of mind. He dreams of himself starring as an extra in some movie he watched earlier that night, but something feels too vividly real about it. And to his shock and horror, when he watches the film again, he sees the impossible and realizes that his dream has become a waking nightmare. Thus begins an intriguing conundrum as Adam plays the part of detective and attempts to put together the pieces of this almost hypnotically entrancing mystery. 

It should be apparent at this point that you’re not going to see anything like Enemy in theaters any time soon. To say the least, Enemy is a challenging visual experience, mainly because it sticks to very few cinematic conventions; chronology and the characters’ experiences themselves are all suspect. Filled with visual cues and potential hints, this isn’t a movie that can be watched casually. It grips you from the very first scene and demands your close attention for the rest of the brief 90 minute runtime; Villeneuve divulges information, through visuals and dialogue, in a careful and deliberate manner. There’s plenty of subtle (and unsubtle) symbolism and everything you see and hear is there for a specific and explicit reason, even if that reason isn’t clear at first. It almost works like a puzzle that you have to solve along with the protagonist; the film invites you to look for all the pieces and try and put them together. What it all means or adds up to is open to interpretation, however. While this is usually part of the fun of this kind of film experience, Enemy might also leave audience members frustrated or annoyed. Anyone who likes nice and clear cut beginnings, middles, and ends with obvious conflicts, climaxes, and resolutions will not have a fun time. 

Even if this film’s more ambitious aspects could leave people divided, what should be universal is the praise for the great job both Villeneuve and Jake Gyllenhaal have done here. The filmmaking is simply superlative: the mood and tone of the film is dark and brooding and the visuals are adventurous and unconventional. The hauntingly unsettling score immediately places you within the eerie confines of Adam’s world and the setting of Toronto is a character in of itself. Some of the most memorable imagery can be found in Adam’s dreams, dreams that might just be glimpses into the character’s torn psyche. As for Gyllenhaal, he effortlessly creates distinctive personalities and mannerisms for the two men he plays, two men who may just be two sides of the same coin. Adam is an introverted and perennially hunched over man who seems to be constantly unsure of himself, while his double exhibits more adventurous, confident and aggressive qualities.

While it could be classified as horror and there are are some genuinely terrifying and unnerving moments, Enemy is chiefly a psychological examination of the inner workings of one’s mind. Villeneuve tends to have a fascination with fractured or distorted family dynamics, and while elements of that surface here, Enemy deals more with themes of identity and free will. What does it mean to be a person? Is it your memories, is it your innermost unavoidable impulses, or are you simply the sum of your atoms? The film that Adam finds his doppelganger starring in is entitled “Where There’s a Will There’s a Way”, and that’s no accident. Enemy asks if there truly is such a thing as free will, or if we just unwittingly carry out the will of our subconscious desires? If we got a do-over, would we be doomed to make the same mistakes? The concept of history inevitably repeating itself is briefly touched upon by Adam in his lectures and crops up again throughout. Eventually, you get the feeling that Adam is a man who cannot change his inner nature and is doomed to repeat the same mistakes over and over again, that he’s just another tiger who can’t change his stripes, even if he’s willingly (or unknowingly) avoiding that fact.

Verdict: Ambitious to a fault, Enemy is a disturbing and engaging psychological thriller that will definitely leave audiences polarized. An intense and thought-provoking film, repeat viewings will be most rewarding for those willing to partake in the journey.

B

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Runtime: 90 minutes

MPAA Rating: R

Cast: Jake Gyllenhaal, Sarah Gadon, Mélanie

Laurient

Director: Denis Villeneuve

Screenplay: Javier Gullón

Cinematography: Nicolas Bolduc

The Wind Rises Review

SPOILERS:

Revered by generations of fans, adults and children alike, legendary Japanese animator Hayao Miyazaki has returned once more with what was originally announced to be his final film, The Wind Rises (he has since come out of retirement). A box office hit in Japan back in the summer of 2013, the Oscar-nominated animated film finally got a theatrical release in North America in late February, and for those overwhelmed by the frenetic and overly busy animation films in theaters recently, the cure has finally arrived.

After having already covered the harrowing impact of World War II on Japan’s citizens to amazing and unforgettable effect in Grave of the Fireflies, Miyazaki’s The Wind Rises is a return of sorts to that era of Japan’s history, but the approach this time is vastly different. Miyazaki isn’t interested in retreading his footsteps in this new film; The Wind Rises isn’t about the destructiveness of war and doesn’t dwell much on the ugly side of it. Instead, this film takes an aesthetically cerebral approach, an approach that is clearly personal and unique to the mind of a once in a lifetime filmmaker.

The Wind Rises is an autobiographical account of sorts of the life of Jiro Horikoshi, a Japanese engineer who would eventually design the famous Zero fighters of World War II. Resigned from an early age to the fact that his nearsightedness made his dreams of becoming a pilot virtually impossible, Jiro finds inspiration in the aviation magazines he avidly collected as a child and discovers a new calling. In a dream filled with improbable flying machines, Jiro meets Italian plane pioneer Caproni, a man who imparts words of wisdom that will define Jiro’s life: airplanes are beautiful dreams, engineers turn dreams into reality. It is within this dream realm and armed with the sage advice of his fictional Caproni that Jiro confronts his problems head on as he faces the many challenges and obstacles that stand in his way, from the realization that his designs will be used as fighters and bombers to the almost crippling fear of losing the love of his life, Nahoko. 

The Wind Rises is a film grounded in reality, a fact that sets it apart from the majority of the rest of Miyazaki’s work. There are no fantastical worlds, lurid creatures or improbable happenstances to be found here, except in Jiro’s dreams. Things are much more subtle and low-key, almost to a fault. Jiro isn’t a particularly captivating character and there is no real climactic moment or one overarching difficulty that Jiro must contend with, but The Wind Rises isn’t interested in big explosive finales or in manufacturing evil villains to root against; its chief focus is exploring the difficulties of creating something beautiful in a world where, more often than not, those wondrous things are distorted by the very forces that create them. And it is Jiro who goes through life attempting to tap into that force, personified in this film by the ebbs and flows of the majestic power of the wind. We witness its destructive capacities as massive fireballs swallow up the wooden city of Tokyo during the infamous earthquake of 1923, and observe in awe as flames are carried up in intensity and ferocity by a blistering wind, the very wind that leads him to meet Nahoko, and the very wind that eventually takes her away from him. 

When Jiro reaches the crucial point of his career as a plane designer, it is also the time that Nahoko’s illness is at its apex. Nahoko’s contraction of tuberculosis, an affliction of the lungs that affects your ability to breathe, is no coincidence. Here again we find the influence of the wind on Jiro’s life, an influence that takes away just as often as it gives back. At this point, we come to the aspect of this film that is most difficult to reconcile: the love story. It arrives out of nowhere, falls into place very awkwardly, and is the weakest angle of The Wind Rises, but Miyazaki uses it to make an important argument. As powerful as the creative process is, it gets its crucial strength from the love of someone at your side, and Nahoko's sacrifice is the key element that pushes Jiro over the top to design the defining creation of his lifetime, a creation that would be put to tragic and destructive use in World War II.

This is just one of the many indelibly saddening paradoxes of the world that shape Jiro’s life, but those who judge Jiro for his seemingly naive outlook and approach are sorely mistaken. This is a man who sees life for all its insurmountable flaws and unforgiving realities but chooses to soldier on anyway. In one of Jiro’s dreams, Caproni poignantly asks if Jiro would rather live in a world with or without pyramids. It is in Jiro’s discovery of the answer that he finds the inspiration to create wonderful things, to design the contraptions that, by all rights, shouldn’t be up there in the first place. As Caproni states so elegantly, “airplanes are beautiful cursed dreams, waiting for the sky to swallow them up.” Fulfilling the potential that comes from inspiration arrives at a great and sometimes perilous cost, but Jiro is ultimately willing to pay the price. One only has to bring up the countless innovations that the wars of the 20th century brought us or the unforeseen destructive potential of dynamite and the ethical dilemma that consumed its inventor, Alfred Nobel, to find some real life parallels of the film’s subject matter. The film thus reminds us that many of the revolutionary inventions and innovations of the world only came into existences under the auspices of the great war machine that defines human history. Does this ugly truth absolve the creator, and does this stark reality mean that no innovation should be attempted in the first place? Anyone who watches this film will know Miyazaki’s answer.

Verdict: Does The Wind Rises stand up to Miyazaki's best? Not by a long shot, but this mature and elegant biopic is the clear signature of a master at work. What this film lacks in truly compelling narrative it more than makes up for in a beauty of vision that is simply unsurpassed in animation.

B

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Runtime: 126 minutes

MPAA Rating: PG-13

English Cast: Joseph Gordon-Levitt, Emily Blunt, John Krasinski, Stanley Tucci

Director: Hayao Miyazaki

Screenplay: Hayao Miyazaki

2014 Oscars Post-Mortem

So 12 Years a Slave wins the big one and Gravity takes away 7 Oscars in total. Spike Jonze won for his timely futuristic sci-fi romance Her screenplay and 30 Seconds to Mars frontman Jared Leto's return to acting after a 4 year hiatus earns him an Oscar. Overall, it was a more predictable Oscars ceremony than usual and there were no major surprises. Just a few notes though:

Brad Pitt wins his first Oscar....as a producer.

Aside from his brief (and terrible) supporting role in 12 Years a Slave, Brad Pitt also served as one of five accredited producers who worked on the Best Picture-winning film. Who would have thought that Brad Pitt, formerly of Brangelina fame, would eventually be winning Oscars for producing anti-slavery period pieces? Having already been nominated as a producer for Moneyball back in 2011, hopefully this Oscar win will mean more Pitt-produced films of that calibre and less of the World War Z variety. 

Leonardo DiCaprio will have to wait another year for that elusive first Oscar.

DiCaprio probably missed his best chance to win an Oscar in 2004 when his excellent portrayal of Howard Hughes in The Aviator was overlooked by the Academy in favor of Jamie Foxx in Ray. The five time Academy Award nominated actor is still in his prime though and a few more Martin Scorsese collaborations might just break the curse.

Matthew McConaughey's career turn-around is now complete.

It wasn't long ago that Matthew McConaughey had virtually become typecast as the charming (and typically shirtless) piece of eye candy in a long line of atrocious romantic comedies. But after great performances in Killer Joe, Mud, and his award-worthy turn in HBO series True Detective, McConaughey's career has seen a resurgence of late. Throw in an Oscar win for Dallas Buyers Club and a starring role in Christopher Nolan's highly anticipated upcoming sci-fi film Interstellar and it looks like all the woeful action adventures (Sahara) and painfully bad chick flicks (Failure to Launch) are things of the past.

Films and performances that deserved some recognition:

All is Lost

A film which suffered perhaps from too many similarities with last year's Life of Pi and a lack in overall action or excitement, All is Lost boasts a great and virtually dialogue-free performance from Robert Redford and a wonderfully executed simple survival story. A celebration of the visual power of cinema at its finest.

Hugh Jackman and Denis Villeneuve (Prisoners)

An electrifying performance by Hugh Jackman and some superlative directing by Denis Villeneuve elevated what could have been a forgettable missing child drama into a riveting psychological slow-burn thriller that definitely qualifies as one of the year's best. Unfortunately, it only received an Oscar nomination for cinematography this year. Truly a shame.

Joaquin Phoenix (Her)

Phoenix takes the eccentric character of Theodore Twombly and turns him into a genuine yet flawed person seeking love in a world where a true connection is hard to find. Phoenix builds a pretty believable relationship with what is basically a disembodied voice and makes it look easy. 

Only God Forgives

Say what you will about Ryan Gosling's unexpectedly non-macho, low-key performance and the film's heavy-handed symbolism, but Only God Forgives is a visual feast to behold (if you can stomach the endless violence). This film pops on the big screen and the costume/production design is sublime. An effective little film if you don't go in expecting Drive 2. 

Oscar Isaac (Inside Llewyn Davis)

Isaac's natural performance in Inside Llewyn Davis is spot on and complements the Coen Brothers' style perfectly. Aside from playing the guitar and doing the vocals for all of his songs, Isaac gives what would otherwise have been an unpleasant lead character a touch of earnest sincerity and we soon find ourselves trapped with Llewyn within the confines of his inescapably bleak world. 

2014 Oscar Predictions

We have finally arrived at the zenith of the annual awards season: the 86th Annual Academy Awards are now only a day away. After the Best Picture win of Argo and the Best Acting win of Daniel Day-Lewis for Lincoln, which movies and which actors will add their names to the illustrious winners of yesteryear? The shameless self-promotion, the pompous self-congratulatory awards circuits, and relentless marketing campaigns all come down to this. Who will take the major awards, and who will be left with only millions of dollars in the bank to comfort them after missing out? Your guess is as good as mine but here are my predictions anyway:

Best Picture:

Will Win: 12 Years a Slave

Should Win: The Wolf of Wall Street

The 2013 Best Picture race boasts a stronger line-up than it has in previous years but as always, there are a number of clear front-runners. Taking into account its subject matter and its critical acclaim thus far, 12 Years a Slave is as close to a shoo-in as you can get when it comes to the Oscars but Alfonso Cuaron's sci-fi epic Gravity could pull off an unlikely upset. Viewed purely as a spectacle on visual terms, what the film-makers accomplished with Gravity was unparalleled in 2013, but unfortunately, the acting of the leads and most of the dialogue and narrative was much less inspiring. Just as a precedent, the enormously successful 2009 film Avatar was similarly hailed as a visually stunning cinematic landmark but also suffered from a derivative storyline, a fact that may have contributed to smaller art-house film The Hurt Locker taking home the big prize. This brings us to the film that should win the prize, but due to its edgy content and provocative style, probably won't. As well done, emotionally charged, and full of great performances as 12 Years a Slave was, one film stands above the rest, and that film is The Wolf of Wall Street. Coming close to Scorsese's best, Wolf of Wall Street is an energetic, captivating, endlessly entertaining and deeply poignant film that perfectly encapsulates the must-have-it-all mindset and culture that has become deeply ingrained in modern day society. 

Best Actor:

Will Win: Matthew McConaughey

Should Win: Chiwetel Ejiofor

There were some great performances in 2013, so great in fact that such illustrious names as Tom Hanks (Captain Phillips) and such great performances as those of Oscar Isaac (Inside Llewyn Davis) and Joaquin Phoenix (Her) didn't even make the cut this year. After his surprise win at the Golden Globes in Jaunary, Matthew McConaughey has become the clear favorite to take the Best Acting Oscar prize for his complete physical transformation into AIDS diagnosed hustler Ron Woodroof in Dallas Buyers Club. While that was undoubtedly a great performance, it's difficult to overlook the superb job perennial supporting actor Chiwetel Ejiofor did in 12 Years a Slave. An emotionally taxing and challenging part to say the least, Ejiofor brings a proud defiance and silent resilience to his portrayal of Solomon Northup in a role that just may be the defining performance of his career. And unfortunately, despite another stellar turn in a long list of them, it looks like Leonardo DiCaprio will have to wait another year to finally win that elusive first Oscar.

Best Actress:

Will Win: Cate Blanchett

Should Win: Cate Blanchett

This one's a bit more difficult to prognosticate than other Oscar races this year as there hasn't been one particular stand-out performance this year. However, Cate Blanchett's empathetic portrayal of Jasmine, a delusional woman reeling from her millionaire husband's infidelity and fraud conviction, should not be overlooked. A thoroughly unlikeable and narcissistic person, Blanchett deftly find the humanity in her character, and we can't help but sympathize and root for her as she comes to terms with her new reality and attempts to rebuild herself from the shambles of her former well-to-do life.

Best Director:

Will Win: Alfonso Cuaron

Should Win: Alfonso Cuaron

Simply put, no one film-maker in the running for Best Director created as unique and innovative a film as Alfonso Cuaron did with Gravity. Steve McQueen (12 Years a Slave) and Martin Scorsese (The Wolf of Wall Street) might stage an upset and may have won in a different year but the 2013 directing prize is there for Cuaron's taking. An edgy and daring film-maker, one could see signs of greatness in Cuaron's earlier films such as Children of Men and Y Tu Mamá También, but Gravity's box office and critical success could mark the beginning of a great new chapter in Cuaron's career. 

Best Supporting Actor:

Will Win: Jared Leto

Should Win: Michael Fassbender

Jared Leto undergoes a complete physical transformation that eclipses that of any other major Hollywood performance in 2013 and after his Golden Globe supporting actor win, a male acting sweep for Dallas Buyers Club is indefinitely in the cards. The only serious challenge for Leto this year could be Michael Fassbender's powerhouse performance as the villainous plantation owner Epps in 12 Years a Slave. It takes guts to play such a detestable and reprehensible character and the fact that Epps comes off as a deeply troubled, complex, and tormented man and not simply as a generic villain is down to Fassbender's excellent and Oscar-worthy performance. 

Best Writing, Original Screenplay:

Will Win: Her

Should Win: Her

As defining a film for our day and age as could possibly be, Her captures a unique aspect of the potential and perhaps, inevitable future. As artificial intelligence becomes more and more sophisticated, the possible repercussions for society and people's relationships are explored with an endlessly creative and inventive wit and honesty by Spike Jonze. A mature and remarkably nuanced script that sheds light on our innate desire for connection, Jonze taps in to the essence of what will always make us human, regardless of the world that is constantly changing all around us.  

Best Documentary:

Will Win: The Act of Killing

Should Win: The Act of Killing

A unique insight into a strange and little-known world, The Act of Killing follows the efforts of a group of Indonesian gangsters and militiamen as they attempt to film a movie recreating their murder and torture of more than 500,000 Communist Party members in the 1960s. Capturing these men in all their hypocrisies, denials and paradoxical rationalizations, we witness how a mass murderer wakes up in the morning and lives with what he has done day in and day out. Men reference raping little girls, recreate massacres, and showcase execution techniques for the camera with a casual and apathetic manner that will disturb most viewers. Truly an unforgettable documentary. 

Best Foreign Language Film:

Will Win: The Great Beauty

Should Win: The Great Beauty

There are a number of really solid films up for the Best Foreign Langue Oscar this year, even with the exclusion of Palme d'Or winner Blue is the Warmest Color due to a minor technicality. Danish film The Hunt and its star Mads Mikkelsen have been garnering awards and acclaim aplenty, and Hany Abu-Assad's Omar is the second Palestinian film to be nominated in the past 8 years. The Great Beauty, reviewed here, might just edge those two films this year though. 

The Rest of the Major Awards:

Best Supporting Actress:

Will Win: Lupita Nyong'o

Should Win: Lupita Nyong'o

Best Writing, Adapted Screenplay:

Will Win: 12 Years a Slave

Should Win: The Wolf of Wall Street

Best Cinematography:

Will Win: Gravity

Should Win: Gravity

Pompeii Review

MINOR SPOILERS:

For anyone familiar with his earlier movies, it should be fairly obvious that director Paul W.S. Anderson has never been one for subtlety, nuance, or any significant substance in his work. And true to predictable form, Anderson’s latest special effects-laden extravaganza, Pompeii, is no different. Whether it’s the increasingly insufferable Resident Evil franchise or such masterful flops as The Three Musketeers 3D or Alien Vs. Predator, Anderson doesn’t exactly have the greatest track record but he does do some things well: he’s always possessed a certain flair for cool visuals and he does have a knack for great action sequences. So in a way, Pompeii makes sense for a filmmaker of his, albeit limited, talents. The premise is nice and simple and could have made for a decent little movie; it’s the execution that’s ultimately the downfall of almost every aspect of Pompeii. 

Based on the actual infamous volcanic eruption of Mount Vesuvius in A.D. 79 that buried the ancient city of Pompeii and preserved its inhabitants under layers of ash and molten lava, any historical accuracy with regards to this movie ends there. We follow the story of Milo (Harington), a gladiator and last of a long line of proud Celtic horsemen, a line ended by the brutal murder of his entire family at the hands of the Romans. A strong and silent type that we’ve seen countless times before, Milo’s fighting skills become legendary and they soon earn him the opportunity to go before a much bigger audience in Pompeii. It’s there that he will collide with destiny, seek his freedom, and get revenge on the evil and cruel Romans. And oh, lest we forget, it is also there that he will meet the generic and bland woman of his dreams. And that’s pretty much it. 

Apart from being incredibly unoriginal and remarkably boring, the thing that stands out the most in Pompeii is the general laziness of the narrative and the storytelling. Aside from the obvious and endless similarities between it and Gladiator, this movie puts very little effort in building its characters or giving them anything resembling a three-dimensional genuine personality. While on the road to Pompeii, Milo meets his love interest Cassia (Browning), an aristocratic young and beautiful lady who reviles all things Roman and also happens to have 21st century morals and sensibilities for good measure too. And because we didn’t have enough clichés already, Pompeii proceeds to give us a good old-fashioned story of forbidden love. Him a sexy brooding gladiator, her a kind-hearted lady of noble lineage caught in the clutches of evil Senator Corvus (Sutherland), a man who also conveniently happens to be the Roman commander who ordered the massacre of Milo’s family all those years ago.  That set-up is just one of many examples of how Pompeii paints everything in the broadest and most basic strokes. And onwards we carry on as the filmmakers continue to go through the motions. Milo becomes enemies with the best gladiator in town, a man who is on the brink of freedom, but of course, they end up becoming the best of friends. Milo and Cassia bond over their love of horses, but this soon attracts the ire of Corvus, as he attempts to orchestrate Milo’s death in the arena through a mock battle retelling of his famous suppression of Milo’s people (another one of many plot points “borrowed” from Gladiator). Corvus's bullying ways don't just stop at Milo: the people of Pompeii are portrayed as long-suffering subjects of the cruel and brutal Romans, all of whom are pure evil of course. All of this is uninspiring stuff to say the least and some of the casting choices here are disastrous. The two leads exude zero chemistry and zero personality and Kiefer Sutherland stands out in particular as he waltzes around in Roman armor with a bizarre semi-British accent that comes and goes from scene to scene.

The relentless nonsense of one of the weakest and most passionless love triangles in recent memory continues throughout the runtime, but it isn’t until the second half that the film slightly redeems itself as the inevitable wanton death and destruction that we all knew was coming finally arrives. And how did we know it was coming? Just to make sure we didn’t forget about that pesky volcano looming ominously in the background, the camera pans back and shows us the aforementioned CGI-rendered volcano over and over and over again. And then it shows us it a couple more times just to double check and make sure that even the most ADD-ridden viewer remembers it’s there. Once the volcano begins to erupt and the action starts in all of its cheesy hokiness, the movie finally starts to have some fun. Cue heroic dashes to save damsels in distress, epic battles to the death, villains getting their comeuppance, and just some good old general mayhem as people frantically and desperately try to outrun the volcano’s reach. All this of course, is neutered by the fact that this film is rated PG-13, a decision that takes away somewhat from the perverse fun that a disaster movie is supposed to be. As exciting and pulsating as the action is however, it’s bogged down by the fact that the movie is still obsessed with resolving the dramatic soap opera of its weak characters. We watch as Milo and Cassia try and foil all the elements pitted against their love, and watch as the good guys win their “symbolic” freedom, but none of it resonates. Put simply, the filmmakers just can’t expect us to care about what happens to these people when they didn’t care about developing them in any meaningful way in the first place. And yet, the movie sets up all of these dramatic moments in the midst of the action in the hopes that we’ll care anyway. Good luck with that. 

Verdict: There’s two ways of looking at Pompeii: as a love story set in the backdrop of inevitable tragedy or as an epic and intense disaster film. Unfortunately, this derivative and lazy Gladiator/Titanic hybrid is a resounding failure either way.

C

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Movie info:

Runtime: 105 minutes

MPAA Rating: PG-13

Cast: Kit Harrington, Emily Browning, Kiefer Sutherland, Adewale Akinnuoye-Agbaje

Director: Paul W.S. Anderson

Screenplay: Janet Scott Batchler, Lee Batchler, Michael Robert Johnson

Cinematography: Glen MacPherson