scriptguy
06-23-2004, 11:09 AM
from http://www.aintitcool.com/display.cgi?id=17849
Taking your time can be a good thing for a filmmaker, especially when working on a project that isn’t just a repackaged version of the same ol’ thing. Originally, this weekend would have marked the release of Kerry Conran’s SKY CAPTAIN AND THE WORLD OF TOMORROW. The film got bumped to September, though, and having seen it less than a week ago, I can say that it’s still unfinished, and I’m glad they’ve got the time they need to really get this thing right and stick the landing, so to speak.
Because what they’ve got right now is already one of the most beautifully realized fantasy worlds I’ve ever seen on film.
The highway of film history is littered with the smoking wreckage of stylish but hollow films designed to evoke some sort of false nostalgia for bygone film eras. I know people who are fond of THE ROCKETEER or THE SHADOW or THE PHANTOM or DICK TRACY, just to name a few, and certainly there are moments or design elements or ideas or images in each of those that are interesting or compelling. None of them even come close to offering up the same kind of immersive, nearly overwhelming visual feast as SKY CAPTAIN, and none of them work as well as a whole.
So what’s the secret? Hos did Conran pull it off? What makes him so special? I think part of it might be that he doesn’t appear to have a cynical bone in his body. This is one heartfelt effort, a real love letter. He’s also completely without that irritating need to make everything post-modern that mars so much of what gets released today. He never winks at the audience, never tells us to disconnect. He means this film, heart and soul, and it shows. He didn’t make this because he was hoping to cash in on some perceived trend. He didn’t make this so he could strip-mine a dead genre without having to create anything. He made this film because he had to. You can tell this thing’s been rattling around inside of him for decades, just waiting to get out. It’s like something dreamed by a child who fell asleep reading ‘30s pulp magazines and watching Max Fleischer SUPERMAN cartoons, so perfect it doesn’t even seem possible.
And, yes, I’m aware that so far all I’ve talked about is the style... the feel of the film. So how’s the story? How are the performances? How is it as a movie?!
Even unfinished, this is a very pure and uncomplicated piece of entertainment. Jude Law couldn’t be more perfectly cast as Joe, the Sky Captain. Captain of what? Working for who? Beats me. All the movie really tells us is that he has flown international missions in the past and that he currently works out of a secret island that somehow seems to be connected to New York City by a very long bridge and surrounded by mountains. He seems to have an entire squadron of men under his command, and he’s got friends around the world who are willing to help him at the drop of a hat. Joe’s terrifically charming, a rogue with incredible instincts and a knack for being right at the heart of whatever trouble is brewing. That’s a trait he shares with pretty, plucky Polly Perkins, played by Gwenyth Paltrow. She’s a reporter who has a history with Joe which comes in pretty handy about ten minutes into the movie when New York City is invaded by giant flying robots.
Awwwwwwwwwwww, yeah.
The way the film begins, Conran gives you a few minutes to adjust to this world he and his brother Kevin have created. Kevin’s credited as the film’s production designer, but I have a feeling you can equally credit both brothers with the insanely lush and detailed look. The film opens with the same images that open the teaser trailer, the Hindenberg III on final approach to the city. Onboard, a scientist waits nervously, checking his pocket to make sure he’s still got two small metal vials carefully stowed there. Before he disembarks, he slips the vials to a porter along with instructions to deliver them to another scientist in the city. Somehow, Polly Perkins ends up dragged into things, summoned to meet a mysterious benefactor at a Radio City Music Hall that looks the way I can only imagine, having never been there. She shows up during a screening of THE WIZARD OF OZ, where she gets the clue that leads her on the adventure that eventually drops her into an island oasis on the other side of the world.
But first, there are those flying robots...
Look, I’ll be the first to admit that your enjoyment of a film like this largely depends on how strong your personal fetishes are for this genre. If you’re not excited by a movie that features giant robots, hand-held death rays, flying fortresses, mysterious ninja hotties, underwater dogfights, last-second cliffhangers, and guest-starring cameos from dead guys, then maybe this movie wasn’t made for you. If you’re so completely out of touch with your ability to bask in pure geek joy that you’ve already decided what you think of this movie based on a single teaser trailer, then do us all a favor and just keep your cynical ass at home.
Two key words I’d use to describe this film would be “innocent” and “ambitious.” Because he never adopts a post-modern attitude to the pulp material he’s playing with, it works to the film’s benefit. RAIDERS OF THE LSOT ARK wouldn’t have worked if Lucas and Spielberg felt like they were above the material, or if Harrison Ford was embarrassed by the role of Indiana Jones. Kerry Conran’s total lack of ironic detachment makes this an inclusive inviting fantasy world that should play to the most well-researched influence-drunk fanboy or even to someone old enough to actually remember all the things that must have been imprinted on the Conrans at an early age. And as you watch how confident the film is, how immaculately crafted each scene is, it’s hard to believe that this is someone’s first movie. Forget about Michael Moore... this is the ballsiest filmmaker that Flint, Michigan ever turned out.
I love that all of the key creative staff on this film are people who have never done anything that would suggest the movie that they’ve ended up with. Sabrina Plico’s editing is mesmerizing, and it doesn’t really feel like a typical action movie. So often, we see films that remind us of other action films that we’ve seen, with these inbred rhythms that become more and more familiar each time they’re used, and eventually, it kills the thrill. There’s a classic sense of montage at work here, so the film somehow manages to take its time to enjoy all the amazing sights while also maintaining a breathless pace as Joe and Polly work to unravel the mystery of the World Of Tomorrow. I haven’t seen any of the films that Eric Adkins shot before, and I’m not entirely sure what a cinematographer does on a film like this, since everything has been digitally graded, desaturated, re-colored, and composited, but it’s certainly a beautiful movie, eye candy so pretty that it makes the real world look ugly when you step out of the theater. And you cannot underplay the contribution of the score by Ed Shearmur. I’m almost embarrassed that I didn’t recognize his name when it came up in the closing credits. He’s scored dozens of movies since 1991, but honestly, I was never compelled to chase down the scores to the CHARLIE’S ANGELS movies or JOHNNY ENGLISH or K-PAX or MISS CONGENIALITY. This time out, you better believe I’ll be grabbing this CD as soon as it hits the shelves. It’s like Shearmur’s been waiting his whole life to write this score, just like Conran’s been waiting his whole life to make this movie.
Is this a perfect piece of transcendent film art that will change you life? No, of course not, although it may well send lasting shockwaves through the industry in regards to the way films are made. There are a few scenes in the cut I saw that don’t really work (“kill me” being the most notably jarring) and some big questions are posed that Conran never answers. For example, we are eventually told what is in those two steel vials, but damn it, I want to see. There’s no “Wrath of God” moment from RAIDERS here. Instead, the ending owes more to the film Polly saw at Radio City Music Hall. Still, if you main complaint about a film boils down to wanting more, I’d say the studio shouldn’t be too worried.
I’ve heard the rumors that the stars of the movie won’t be promoting it, but that’s simply not true. Jude Law, in particular, has every right to be pround of the work he does here. It’s no secret that he’s got more charisma just standing still than the entire casts of some films combined, but he’s never really played this kind of straight-forward heroic lead before. He rises admirably to the occasion. Gwenyth is a little stiff at the start of the movie, but by the end, she’s fully in the swing of things, and they develop a really sweet and playful rapport. Angelina Jolie doesn’t have a lot to do, but she seems to be in the spirt of the film from the moment she arrives. Basically, she’s a really, really hot Lando Calrissian (and there’s an inside geek joke at the start of her scene that will make sharp-eared EMPIRE fans go goofy), and whenever she’s onscreen, she’s great. I’m not normally a fan of Giovanni Ribisi’s work, but he can be really appealing in the right role, and this is one of those times. He plays Dex, Joe’s right-hand man and all-around mechanical genius, and it’s one of those great FX performances where it looks like he believes in this world completely.
One star that won’t be showing up at the junket is Lord Lawrence Olivier, who plays the mysterious Totenkopf, the evil genius behind all the chaos that threatens to destroy the world. And, yeah, I know how confusing it must be to read that. It’s even stranger when you’re actually watching the film. At one point, I had to lean over to my friend and say, “Olivier is dead, right? And he did get old first, right?” This is young pretty Lawrence Olivier, and even though we’ve all heard talk about how the estates of some deceased movie stars are looking into licensing their likenesses for use in films, it won’t prepare you for how effective it can be. I’m not sure what the hell they did or what footage they used or how they manipulated it, but he’s a real character here. He deserves to have this included in his filmography. It’s eerie, and it’s so flawless that I’m betting many viewers never realize what they’re looking at.
I don’t want to condemn either SKY CAPTAIN or THE LIFE AQUATIC to cult classic status, because I really hope both films connect with mainstream audiences. I’d love to see SKY CAPTAIN sequels, and I hope for many more Murray/Anderson collaborations in the future. In the end, though, these are movies that will be passionately embraced by some of the audience and just as passionately rejected by some of the audience. I’m sure I’ll get yelled at by some of you because of how completely you disagree with me over the relative merits of these films, but I don’t care one little bit. I love these movies, both of them singular visions that are beautifully brought to life, and for those who do get what it is that these artists are up to, you’re going to be the winners when they finally hit screens later this year.
I have to hit the sack now. I’m seeing ANCHORMAN in the morning, and in addition, I have reviews coming up for all sorts of stuff like BUKOWSKI and BREAKFAST WITH HUNTER and MARIA FULL OF GRACE and OVERNIGHT: THE RISE & FALL OF TROY DUFFY, as well as a great interview with Joe Berlinger and Bruce Sinofsky that I have to transcribe regarding their wonderful new documentary, METALLICA: SOME KIND OF MONSTER. No rest for the wicked, eh?
Taking your time can be a good thing for a filmmaker, especially when working on a project that isn’t just a repackaged version of the same ol’ thing. Originally, this weekend would have marked the release of Kerry Conran’s SKY CAPTAIN AND THE WORLD OF TOMORROW. The film got bumped to September, though, and having seen it less than a week ago, I can say that it’s still unfinished, and I’m glad they’ve got the time they need to really get this thing right and stick the landing, so to speak.
Because what they’ve got right now is already one of the most beautifully realized fantasy worlds I’ve ever seen on film.
The highway of film history is littered with the smoking wreckage of stylish but hollow films designed to evoke some sort of false nostalgia for bygone film eras. I know people who are fond of THE ROCKETEER or THE SHADOW or THE PHANTOM or DICK TRACY, just to name a few, and certainly there are moments or design elements or ideas or images in each of those that are interesting or compelling. None of them even come close to offering up the same kind of immersive, nearly overwhelming visual feast as SKY CAPTAIN, and none of them work as well as a whole.
So what’s the secret? Hos did Conran pull it off? What makes him so special? I think part of it might be that he doesn’t appear to have a cynical bone in his body. This is one heartfelt effort, a real love letter. He’s also completely without that irritating need to make everything post-modern that mars so much of what gets released today. He never winks at the audience, never tells us to disconnect. He means this film, heart and soul, and it shows. He didn’t make this because he was hoping to cash in on some perceived trend. He didn’t make this so he could strip-mine a dead genre without having to create anything. He made this film because he had to. You can tell this thing’s been rattling around inside of him for decades, just waiting to get out. It’s like something dreamed by a child who fell asleep reading ‘30s pulp magazines and watching Max Fleischer SUPERMAN cartoons, so perfect it doesn’t even seem possible.
And, yes, I’m aware that so far all I’ve talked about is the style... the feel of the film. So how’s the story? How are the performances? How is it as a movie?!
Even unfinished, this is a very pure and uncomplicated piece of entertainment. Jude Law couldn’t be more perfectly cast as Joe, the Sky Captain. Captain of what? Working for who? Beats me. All the movie really tells us is that he has flown international missions in the past and that he currently works out of a secret island that somehow seems to be connected to New York City by a very long bridge and surrounded by mountains. He seems to have an entire squadron of men under his command, and he’s got friends around the world who are willing to help him at the drop of a hat. Joe’s terrifically charming, a rogue with incredible instincts and a knack for being right at the heart of whatever trouble is brewing. That’s a trait he shares with pretty, plucky Polly Perkins, played by Gwenyth Paltrow. She’s a reporter who has a history with Joe which comes in pretty handy about ten minutes into the movie when New York City is invaded by giant flying robots.
Awwwwwwwwwwww, yeah.
The way the film begins, Conran gives you a few minutes to adjust to this world he and his brother Kevin have created. Kevin’s credited as the film’s production designer, but I have a feeling you can equally credit both brothers with the insanely lush and detailed look. The film opens with the same images that open the teaser trailer, the Hindenberg III on final approach to the city. Onboard, a scientist waits nervously, checking his pocket to make sure he’s still got two small metal vials carefully stowed there. Before he disembarks, he slips the vials to a porter along with instructions to deliver them to another scientist in the city. Somehow, Polly Perkins ends up dragged into things, summoned to meet a mysterious benefactor at a Radio City Music Hall that looks the way I can only imagine, having never been there. She shows up during a screening of THE WIZARD OF OZ, where she gets the clue that leads her on the adventure that eventually drops her into an island oasis on the other side of the world.
But first, there are those flying robots...
Look, I’ll be the first to admit that your enjoyment of a film like this largely depends on how strong your personal fetishes are for this genre. If you’re not excited by a movie that features giant robots, hand-held death rays, flying fortresses, mysterious ninja hotties, underwater dogfights, last-second cliffhangers, and guest-starring cameos from dead guys, then maybe this movie wasn’t made for you. If you’re so completely out of touch with your ability to bask in pure geek joy that you’ve already decided what you think of this movie based on a single teaser trailer, then do us all a favor and just keep your cynical ass at home.
Two key words I’d use to describe this film would be “innocent” and “ambitious.” Because he never adopts a post-modern attitude to the pulp material he’s playing with, it works to the film’s benefit. RAIDERS OF THE LSOT ARK wouldn’t have worked if Lucas and Spielberg felt like they were above the material, or if Harrison Ford was embarrassed by the role of Indiana Jones. Kerry Conran’s total lack of ironic detachment makes this an inclusive inviting fantasy world that should play to the most well-researched influence-drunk fanboy or even to someone old enough to actually remember all the things that must have been imprinted on the Conrans at an early age. And as you watch how confident the film is, how immaculately crafted each scene is, it’s hard to believe that this is someone’s first movie. Forget about Michael Moore... this is the ballsiest filmmaker that Flint, Michigan ever turned out.
I love that all of the key creative staff on this film are people who have never done anything that would suggest the movie that they’ve ended up with. Sabrina Plico’s editing is mesmerizing, and it doesn’t really feel like a typical action movie. So often, we see films that remind us of other action films that we’ve seen, with these inbred rhythms that become more and more familiar each time they’re used, and eventually, it kills the thrill. There’s a classic sense of montage at work here, so the film somehow manages to take its time to enjoy all the amazing sights while also maintaining a breathless pace as Joe and Polly work to unravel the mystery of the World Of Tomorrow. I haven’t seen any of the films that Eric Adkins shot before, and I’m not entirely sure what a cinematographer does on a film like this, since everything has been digitally graded, desaturated, re-colored, and composited, but it’s certainly a beautiful movie, eye candy so pretty that it makes the real world look ugly when you step out of the theater. And you cannot underplay the contribution of the score by Ed Shearmur. I’m almost embarrassed that I didn’t recognize his name when it came up in the closing credits. He’s scored dozens of movies since 1991, but honestly, I was never compelled to chase down the scores to the CHARLIE’S ANGELS movies or JOHNNY ENGLISH or K-PAX or MISS CONGENIALITY. This time out, you better believe I’ll be grabbing this CD as soon as it hits the shelves. It’s like Shearmur’s been waiting his whole life to write this score, just like Conran’s been waiting his whole life to make this movie.
Is this a perfect piece of transcendent film art that will change you life? No, of course not, although it may well send lasting shockwaves through the industry in regards to the way films are made. There are a few scenes in the cut I saw that don’t really work (“kill me” being the most notably jarring) and some big questions are posed that Conran never answers. For example, we are eventually told what is in those two steel vials, but damn it, I want to see. There’s no “Wrath of God” moment from RAIDERS here. Instead, the ending owes more to the film Polly saw at Radio City Music Hall. Still, if you main complaint about a film boils down to wanting more, I’d say the studio shouldn’t be too worried.
I’ve heard the rumors that the stars of the movie won’t be promoting it, but that’s simply not true. Jude Law, in particular, has every right to be pround of the work he does here. It’s no secret that he’s got more charisma just standing still than the entire casts of some films combined, but he’s never really played this kind of straight-forward heroic lead before. He rises admirably to the occasion. Gwenyth is a little stiff at the start of the movie, but by the end, she’s fully in the swing of things, and they develop a really sweet and playful rapport. Angelina Jolie doesn’t have a lot to do, but she seems to be in the spirt of the film from the moment she arrives. Basically, she’s a really, really hot Lando Calrissian (and there’s an inside geek joke at the start of her scene that will make sharp-eared EMPIRE fans go goofy), and whenever she’s onscreen, she’s great. I’m not normally a fan of Giovanni Ribisi’s work, but he can be really appealing in the right role, and this is one of those times. He plays Dex, Joe’s right-hand man and all-around mechanical genius, and it’s one of those great FX performances where it looks like he believes in this world completely.
One star that won’t be showing up at the junket is Lord Lawrence Olivier, who plays the mysterious Totenkopf, the evil genius behind all the chaos that threatens to destroy the world. And, yeah, I know how confusing it must be to read that. It’s even stranger when you’re actually watching the film. At one point, I had to lean over to my friend and say, “Olivier is dead, right? And he did get old first, right?” This is young pretty Lawrence Olivier, and even though we’ve all heard talk about how the estates of some deceased movie stars are looking into licensing their likenesses for use in films, it won’t prepare you for how effective it can be. I’m not sure what the hell they did or what footage they used or how they manipulated it, but he’s a real character here. He deserves to have this included in his filmography. It’s eerie, and it’s so flawless that I’m betting many viewers never realize what they’re looking at.
I don’t want to condemn either SKY CAPTAIN or THE LIFE AQUATIC to cult classic status, because I really hope both films connect with mainstream audiences. I’d love to see SKY CAPTAIN sequels, and I hope for many more Murray/Anderson collaborations in the future. In the end, though, these are movies that will be passionately embraced by some of the audience and just as passionately rejected by some of the audience. I’m sure I’ll get yelled at by some of you because of how completely you disagree with me over the relative merits of these films, but I don’t care one little bit. I love these movies, both of them singular visions that are beautifully brought to life, and for those who do get what it is that these artists are up to, you’re going to be the winners when they finally hit screens later this year.
I have to hit the sack now. I’m seeing ANCHORMAN in the morning, and in addition, I have reviews coming up for all sorts of stuff like BUKOWSKI and BREAKFAST WITH HUNTER and MARIA FULL OF GRACE and OVERNIGHT: THE RISE & FALL OF TROY DUFFY, as well as a great interview with Joe Berlinger and Bruce Sinofsky that I have to transcribe regarding their wonderful new documentary, METALLICA: SOME KIND OF MONSTER. No rest for the wicked, eh?