"John,
you didn't see it, did you?" -- Mary
Based on real life events that
took place between 1966 and 1967 (but the film is set in present day),
"The
Mothman Prophecies" is a classy, hallucinatory visual trip that toys with
our minds and capitalizes on our fears of the unknown. Get ready to be
taken for a spin, y'all!
This flick does play like a more
stylistic and longer episode of The X-Files (Gere kind of looks like an
older Mulder) but much like that fine piece of television, this baby has
more to it than trench coats and the paranormal. Although the odd
occurrences fascinated my pointy arse (I love that shite) and continually
had me dumbfounded, what really kept me hooked to the story were its
psychological aspects in respect to its characters. The script (by Richard
Hatem) constantly avoids the usual genre clichés/ caricatures (no John
and Connie don’t fall in love…thank god!) and attacks its human
elements in a grounded fashion to which we can all relate.
John’s (Gere) evolution in
particular connected with me the most. Seeing him go from a very stable man to an
on-the-edge mess was mucho engaging. Of course, the fact that Richard Gere
(who excels in these kinds of roles) is on top of it all, made it all so
much more gripping. Having the events take place around the “fleshed
out” protagonist made the arsenal of creepy stuff that goes down hit me
even harder. I cared about this dude! He was REAL to me! So yes, this
tough as steel Arrow occasionally got major cases of the
“heebie-jeebies” and cowered down in his seat like a reprimanded N*Sync fan. It’s rare that genre efforts have that effect on me. Thank
you.
On a visual standpoint, I
can’t praise Mark Pellington enough for taking me on one of the more
memorable visual trips I’ve been on this year (yes, it even beats the
rave scene). I’m a sucker for style and boy did this one give me an
eyeful! The whole flick flows effortlessly with a steady pace, sharp
editing, and subliminal tricks galore while offering us astoundingly
beautiful, and at times, way eerie images. The hat trick is that the
characters are never drowned out by the film's overly esthetic tendencies.
Basically, Mark Pellington gets to have his cake and eat it too. I also
appreciated Pellington’s approach to the “Mothman” figure. If you
guys are expecting to see an 8-foot tall creature flying about “Jeepers
Creepers” style, you’ll be letdown. What we see of the beast (if
there’s even a beast) is always presented to us in an ambiguous way.
Pellington throws us in John’s shoes and since he’s confused as hell
as to what the fuck is going on...so are we. I relished the film’s
subtlety, it reeled me in.
My main complaint about this
Moth is actually also the main reason why I dug it (go figure). It lacks
physical action throughout and as an audience member sitting in an
uncomfortable chair with a smelly “mainstream” critic sitting next to
me; I craved a bit more of it. Apart from the edge of your seat cap-off,
the movie almost feels “one note” the whole way through. More beats
would’ve been nice. On the flip side, I respect that the story and the
characters were never sacrificed to offer us some cheap boo scares or
requisite action sequences. My last pet peeve is that some scenes aren’t
milked for all that they’re worth. On many occasions the flick sets up a
possibly frightening scenario but then drops the ball too fast by
going to something else. The film had the potential of being scarier than
it already is and I was disappointed by a couple of missed opportunities.
But in
the end" The Mothman Prophecies" is a refreshingly restrained genre film that
avoids the more “commercial” pit falls and keeps its integrity all the
way. It uses simple elements to scare us (mysterious phone calls, quick
apparitions…) and never spells anything out for its audience. I have my
own ideas as to what was going down in this Moth nightmare but I’ll keep
them to myself; you make up your own mind. Is the Mothman here? I sure
hope not. Where’s John Doggett when you need him?