Title: Andromeda Strain (remake)
Rating: 3.5/5
Genre: Sci-fi, Drama, Thriller
Starring: Benjamin Bratt, Daniel Dae-Kim, Eric McCormack
Director: Ridley Scott, Tony Scott
A review I wasn't gonna write until I realised just how slow work was going to be; whether you want to call this a film or a mini-series is up to you. Certainly there are budgetary concerns with many of those involved more used to TV work over feature films, and the expected midpoint cliffhanger, but at just under 3 hours long, happily works as a long film. And it's not slow and drawn out like you may expect from a long film, rather it takes inspiration from the original, as well as the Michael Crichton book and tries to do them both justice in terms of tone and atmosphere, also taking liberties with the original story (a sure fire way to disgruntle many a fan of the original), asking questions around the subject and this mysterious disease and then consequently answering them (for better or for worse), and perhaps most importantly, carefully considers the role of technology - the lab taking a character of its own - and adapting and updating it for what we now know to exist.
On the surface it might seem a little simplistic; a foreign satellite crashing near Utah, taken to a small town and then unwittingly opened allowing for this disease, Andromeda, to spark a national threat, but this is only the skeleton of whats on display here. Killing all in its path in a matter of moments, its up to wildfire; a team of voluntary scientists sent off to a secret
underground laboratory with the intent of preventing unknown biological threats, to try to kill it before its too late.
As you might expect, much of the script takes place in the lab which could easily get monotonous if not for the second story thread taking us to the action; a journalist fighting the government for any scrap of information he can glean from this deadly threat thats being swept under the carpet by the government. Yes, this does feel a little unnecessary, as if fearing all the science talk would offend viewers so decides to compensate by allowing for a man to run between various deadly situations and explosions when really what they needed was a scientist on the team to yell at the writers (using 'lightyears' as a measure of time, I mean really), and whilst it doesn't constitute a deal breaker, some of the constant 'government conspiracy' theories can sound like you're listening to the rants of a lone conspiracy nut claiming the president is an alien lizard man from the second moon of jupiter sent to infiltrate mankind or something.
It tries to do a lot with the subject matter, from the rather blunt moral of preserving natural resources to the ultimately subtler subplot surrounding the freedom of the press and the powers available to them in this power play between journalist and government, one trying to contain the secret and another trying to reveal it to the people. Both sides have their reasons for doing so, and so you never quite manage to figure out which one can lay claim to the moral high ground. The fact that it elaborates on the disease, constantly tossing up question after question and adding to the mystery of what andromeda truly is makes the whole piece so intensely enjoyable to watch and hence such a shame to see fall apart so completely at the last hurdle.
Things I assume they couldn't explain got forgotten, subplots were ignored, killing people off for no apparent reason; its as though they forgot to include scenes explaining whats going on, like this was just a draft that needed editing for slip ups before being shown to the public. The final explanation for andromeda, too, feels like the writers were trying too hard to find a reason for its existence and results in a twist that feels too far fetched to maintain the illusion. Its just there to tie up some loose ends when it would be better to leave it unanswered as in the original, to let the audience think and decide for themselves. Its a solid remake with a strong cast and up to this point a well paced script. Its a shame that it all went tits up in the end.
Title: Nightmare on Elm Street (remake)
Rating: 1.5/5
Genre: Horror
Starring: Jackie Earle Haley, Rooney Mara, Kyle Gallner
Director: Samuel Bayer
Ah glorious is the day I discover we get all the movie channels at work, and still this is the best I can come up with; a remake of a film that, if I'm honest, I was never too enamoured with though I wont deny its position as a quintessential slasher flick that went a long way to defining the genre. Just one of a number of horror films that have been revisited by Hollywood in recent years, it's not an idea i've ever enjoyed much, just proving the lack of cinematic ideas and the drive for a cash in, making a film they know at worst will make its money back due to sheer morbid curiousity as to how badly they'll screw up this time. The premise for those who don't remember it is simple; the mass murderer Freddy Kroeger already met his grizzly fate, but even in death manages to find his revenge on all those who wronged him by attacking them in their dreams. And thus the stage is set for young teens to be killed in horrific ways, and there is no way to stop him, or so it seems...
Credit where its due, the cast of unknowns, many of which have now gone onto bigger and better things, and relatively budget appearance feels very fitting to the original, and in keeping with the times there's no shying away from bloodshed; knives used in a menacing display to strike fear into our hearts, or y'know... look cool. The fact that half the cast are only there to end up as gory victims for our real protagonist means learning a backstory becomes unneccesary and gladly it dispenses with such formalities as quickly as possible (save for Kroegers history which gets strung out over the course of the film) so we can get on with it. The lighting and atmosphere feels constant, creating a tension that never really dissipates though fails to become any the more climactic as time goes by. Much of the skeleton elements for the first film is present, but it's where the meat of the classic becomes considered that everything spirals downhill.
It's a sad state of what horror has become that a film can be considered fitting by having a man jump out and yell 'boo' - and I mean quite literally saying 'boo' here - in an effort to make you jump and that this can be deemed enough to suffice. It wastes no time getting to the scares but the actual scares themselves when limited to this aren't particularly frightening. Kroeger has lost his demonic persona, using the iconic image but never coming across as particularly evil, save for the fact he's killing seemingly without reason. There's no attempt to build him up, to create a larger than life nemesis to be faced, and as a result theres no sense of emergency, or attempt at weaving a tale of suspense. The audience doesn't care for their fate, except in some cases we pray for their death to be sooner rather than later due to their bad acting, and so it fails to invoke a sense of terror on pretty much any level.
Likewise, the film has been stripped from the camp cheesiness that makes much of these 80s flicks so much fun to revisit, particularly as we get to the later entries in this series. I don't often watch these sorts of films because I know what to expect, and this seems like another great example. They're trying to remake a film in all its glory with a new cast, bigger budget, and no new ideas. It can at best be almost as good as the original, but this isn't even that. The death sequences at mostly just remind you how great the originals were by comparison, the new Kroeger pales in comparison to Robert Englund's iconic character, the gore is generic and limited to CGI and blood packs, and everything in between feels like just an interlude between what we came to see. There may be some fun deaths, if nothing particularly unique, and it may not be slow paced, but you never do shake the feeling that you're just waiting for the good bit to happen.
Title: The Descent Part Two
Rating: 2/5
Genre: Horror
Starring: Shauna McDonald, Michael Reynolds, Jessika Williams
Director: Jon Harris
Despite my usual apparent dislike for many mainstream efforts, the first part of this saga proved itself to be well thought out, and whilst being a shade predictable, never quite pandered to cliché. Quite impressive considering it was a film about women - none of who get their tits out - trying to escape a cave with what can only be called 'rock monsters' on their tail. Perhaps it was that they seem to have made something good out of what looked like a worrying premise that kept me away from this film. Perhaps it was the dreaded sequel syndrome. I honestly can't remember, but picking up where the last one left off, it certainly does feel like... well a sequel, with all the usual problems.
When our sole survivor emerges, she quickly finds herself in a hospital bed being treated for her relatively minor wounds; traumatised by her ordeal, her memory of the events that transpired have fallen prey to her resultant amnesia and all that's known is that she emerged mysteriously covered in blood, and that her friends must still be down there. When search parties return empty handed, they resolve to take her down with an experienced team, hoping she will remember the way back to find her missing friends. Ignoring the fact that, y'know, most of the caves look pretty much the same. And that she was covered in someone elses blood gave nothing away as to what might have happened to them and why they should let it lie. But moving swiftly on.
The problems here should already be fairly apparent: new cast but an old story. They'd already made glorious use of the dark and shadows in the first and here feels lacking by comparison, the tunnels are now often as flat and wide as a motorway, complete with road lights, with just a bit of rubble either side of these supposed underground caverns, but if you liked the first then this one certainly ain't too bad an effort. They haven't revamped the cave dwellers to try and 'top their last,' which sadly seems commendable given how often people fall into this particular
trap, but its major downfall is that it simply isn't original. There's nothing new that's really brought to the table, it's to the original what 'Hostel Part 2' was to 'Hostel;' same shit, different people. They've taken a formula and not fucked around with it. Yes it's a bit of a cash in, trying to scare you in the same way twice, and that it's so unoriginal is perhaps why they haven't asked for a third. The new director has made a decent imitation of the first and certainly it could have been worse, but that's largely what it is. An imitation. Someone trying to recreate the original, and in the process forgetting the claustrophobia and suspenseful character development to cut right to the chase. If you've seen the first then there's nothing new to be found here. Sequel syndrome strikes again...
Title: 2012
Rating: 1.5/5
Genre: Apocalyptic Action Adventure
Starring: John Cusack, Thandie Newton, Woody Harrelson, Danny Glover, Chiwetel Eijerfor
Director: Roland Emmerich
Lets for the sake of argument ignore that the entire initial premise of this is pretty much a load of bollocks; that the Mayans predicted the end of anything except their calender (though that was only one throwaway line admittedly) or that the sun will ever randomly decide to start firing mutated neutrino's - whatever the hell they meant by that - that act like microwaves but only to the earths core, and not the surface. Lets gloss over this plot that a remedial high schooler could pick apart and move right on to all the other problems with this film that ought to be mentioned.
It follows the story of a number of people; a limo driver for a Russian Billionnaire - his daughter sporting an accent so bad it borders on the offensive - and their families, one of which who discovers the secret thanks to a madman in the woods called Charlie whose ramblings about space are just a stroke short of claiming it was all aliens. There's also the required tale of the scientist who made the discovery, the 'Jeff Goldblum' from 'Independance Day' who gets to play the good guy trying to save the world, in this case played by Chiwetel Ejiofor, who delivered one of the only good performances - Woody Harrelson perhaps being the only other exception - speaking about the nature of humanity in a way that would almost make you stop and think if the writers had given him a line that actually meant anything and a setting that wasn't quite so ridiculous, and I seriously hope he was well paid for this blemish on his career.
The rest of the plot is, well there is none. It's a combination of melodrama, bad puns and a CGI enthusiast's wet dream. In fairness, the effects are often quite impressively done from a technical standpoint, demonstrating they had no shortage of money to toss into their laps, each time a distance shot of some landmark toppling over, exploding nonsensically, sinking, or otherwise being destroyed. Something like a dozen such landmarks get demolished, each time in a similar looking fashion using whatever method they established looked good enough from a distance.
What should have been the focus, and indeed is the critical component of such films is the human aspect; when the end of the world approaches, how people react, sharing their final moments with loved ones, people coming together as one or abusing the ensuing chaos to benefit themselves. This is the tale that makes such apocalyptic films so powerful to watch, and how well they balance the severity of the situation with the melodrama; coming off as tense but ultimately realistic, finding the joy in the little things, and the strength to persevere onwards. Not a man looking at a screen going 'this is the new reason we're all fucked' every 5 minutes before cutting to the next scene of explosions, and near misses, at best showing some cliche shot meant to show that the characters give a crap about each other, as if to say 'we know what we should have done but blowing shit up is more fun.'
It can't decide whether it wants to be serious or - as I suspect some of the writers thought it was intended to be - a joke, with little puns such as a running gag about a pilot who isn't actually a pilot. They aren't particularly amusing but certainly seem a lot more fitting than trying to go for a sense of mass drama despite in hollywood style, nobody we're meant to really care about dying and everyone we're meant to care about surviving through long sequences of one-in-a-million miracles, crazy idea's and a healthy dose of luck. I spent half the film waiting for R.E.M. to jump out and start singing 'It's the End of the World as We Know it,' signifying that the director isn't this talentless; that he didn't accidentally wipe his ass with so many dollar bills and hire an all star cast for anything less than the most elaborate 2 and a half hour joke Hollywood has ever devised, a true 'gotcha' moment that would spin you around, make you realise that it was intended to be this bad from the very beginning. Alas, this moment never came. Yup, it's pretty bad...
Title: Sky High
Rating: 2/5
Genre: Action, Horror
Starring: Yumiko Shaku, Takao Osawa, Shôsuke Tanihara
Director: Ryuhei Kitamura
Language: Japanese
Helmed by the man responsible for both 'Versus' and 'Azumi,' two of my favourite Japanese action flicks, I decided to save this one, sure that once again he would deliver the goods. But actually, far from being epic it's rather disappointing, and there's nobody else that can really take the blame for this one. Let me get on with describing the plot and perhaps you'll see what I mean.
It all opens promising enough; a wedding between a young detective and his bride to be all goes tits up when she walks down the aisle with her heart removed. After much deliberating about 'how could such a thing happen' - though in the case of the doctor, literally how could she walk so far without a heart - we begin to learn of Kudo and his dark plan. Head of the largest pharmaceutical company in the world, this young billionnaire realised that all his wealth and power couldn't bring the dead back to life. So he did what any sane man with all the power available to them would do and started dabbling in the dark arts for some more. This is the real reason his wife had to die, so that Kudo could have his way in summoning the forces of darkness from the bowels of hell to do his bidding and revive his beloved wife. You still following me? Cos I ain't done yet.
You see, this dark rite requires far more than anyones heart, it requires the heart of a guardian of the gate of resentment, or at least an ex-guardian once again born into this world.
These are the guardians tasked with taking care of the gate to hell, and of those who have died at anothers hand to offer them the choice: to accept their fate and go to heaven and await the rebirth, to roam the earth as a ghost, or to curse another and send you both to the fiery pits of hell. But first you get a couple of weeks to check up on the world without you. And so they watch as Kudo roams the earth, getting his secretary to do the actual killing - well he doesn't want to go to hell does he - and taking the hearts of all those he needs to in his sinister plan to bring hell on earth in the name of love, each new victim bringing him closer to his goal, and its only our young detective who can stop him.
Believe it or not, none of this ever feels too complicated. Information is unveiled in an obvious manner at a steady pace such that you never once get lost in the script for whats going on, which with a plot as detailed as this is fairly impressive. It's just that there's so much of it, they have to spend so long getting the plot details out of the way that they forget that this is intended to be an action film! For almost 90mins we are given nothing but the preparation for the finale, a couple of 10 second sequences tossed in occasionally to tease the audience and remind us that they're getting to the good bits. A cheesy joke gets tossed in occasionally to try to break things up a bit further but for a good portion of the film it feels as though you're twiddling your thumbs, waiting for something to happen.
And when things finally do kick off, it all seems over too quickly, fights ending with all talk and then a quick finish. There is some great use of lighting on the ghosts and also of sound, making use of the evidently minimal budget at his disposal, but this is no excuse for the rather lousy swordplay. It lacks the defined elegance of the classics, nor the high octane frenetic
nature of his other work. It's neither realistic nor tension inducing, the participants clumsily carrying out their choregraphed moves in a slow, obvious and unconvincing manner - it's clear only one of them had ever picked up a sword before, why they didn't give the rest some training is beyond me - spending more time posing like some sort of model rather than giving us a decent fight, and this is frankly the last problem i'd have expected from him. Shrouded in this detailed excuse for an action film are some half-baked messages about the corruption of power and the limitations of our humanity, wrapped up in a plot that ties in a number of old ideas to make it seems as complex as possible; ultimately this was a pretty disappointing result.
Title: Doghouse
Rating: 3.5/5
Genre: Horror, Comedy
Starring: Danny Dyer, Noel Clarke, Stephen Graham, Emily Booth
Director: Jake West
One of those films that once you'd heard about knew it was only a matter of time, from the man who gave us the hilarious low budget flick 'Evil Aliens' comes another tale so depraved and sordid you'd think it would be Japanese, if y'know, Danny Dyer wasn't in it. Instead it's gloriously British; a film following in the footsteps of '28 days later' and 'Shaun of the Dead' yet of a different breed once again, happily spoofing the genre and giving rise to plenty of puns at womens expense. It all kicks off with Vince and his messy divorce, down and depressed and so it's up to his mates to cheer him up, dragging him out on a lads weekend to a town in the middle of nowhere, where the women outnumber the men 4:1, but when they arrive they quickly realise somethings wrong, as these women have quite a literal take on a 'bloody' good time...
The zombies - or zombirds as they get dubbed - all have their own personalities (despite never actually speaking) and far from the usual fields of faceless walking dead, here he focusses on only a few who are given roles to portray, albeit simplistic ones; the hairdresser (played by Emily Booth, a gorgeous young woman with a thing for horror whose steadily stealing my heart), lollipop ladies, the slutty girl from the bar, the elderly and so on. Another side effect of using fewer minor cast members is the ability to have detailed and varied costumes, each one superbly crafted; half decent actresses and not just extra's, allowing for them to do a range of stuntwork and other scenes which could otherwise prove difficult. Likewise, they don't particularly feel compelled to stick to the convention of zombies not attacking one another; when foods on the table, they're quite happy to beat one another for him. The result of all this makes it perfect for slapstick comedy purposes, and alright they've slapped a half-assed 'army experiment' tag to it all but given that this is a film about misogyny and lad culture, that hardly becomes a problem.
The puns come thick and fast with a good portion of them making their mark and they waste no time setting the scene, getting down to the dirty inside of 15 minutes. Sadly, much of the violence is rather tame; a lot of blood but little more may leave gorehounds feeling as though its missing something. That he's constrained by a budget does make itself apparent on a few
select scenes but for the most part, what he's succeeded in creating is nothing short of what you'd expect from a more mainstream flick. There is a strong sense of trying to avoid the use of CGI in favour of physical effects and the result serves as a good reminder as to why it should serve as a last resort rather than a general purpose answer which it often seems to be treated as these days. In fact, the mainstream seems to be precisely what he's aiming for, but for all the polish and refined elements, and maybe holding back just a little, he's still going to do it his own way. The very concept is one that feels unique - a virus that only affects one gender - and here gets used to great effect. There are an ever growing number of zombie comedies, and whilst doing nothing too groundbreaking, fans of the genre have nothing to lose by adding this one to the list.
Title: Frostbite
Rating: 3.5/5
Genre: Horror, Comedy
Starring: Petra Nielsen, Grete Havnesköld, Carl-Åke Eriksson
Director: Anders Banke
Language: Swedish
Is it like "30 Days of Night?" Or is it another "Twilight?" This is the sort of question that every vampire flick gets asked these days, and despite pre-dating them both, the closest answer is that it's actually a little bit of each. Vampires are probably the most common mythical creature employed by horror films, except perhaps zombies for the perceived lack of thought required to make a zombie flick (not if you dont want it to be shit dumbass!) because of the versatility they can represent. The mysterious entity living in the shadows, hiding from man but plaguing us without our knowledge. It's this that keeps vampire films alive and this that you'd think might have something to do with this films creation. But no, this is far too much fun for that. Set in the arctic northern wastelands of Sweden, where the month of darkness reigns and vampires can come out to play, and where better than at a high school, taking advantage of all the pretty high school girls? When the new girl, Saga, is forced to move to this town in the middle of nowhere by her mother hoping to study under the guidance of a brilliant geneticist. Fortunately Saga is quickly shown around and invited to a party by new goth friend Vega; a party to end all parties. Well she was certainly right about that...
It's nothing if not a spectacularly ambitious effort from the Swedes, doing for vampires what Dead Snow managed for zombies, and what may appear to be a budget film to many is actually the most ambitious effects work the country's done to date. There is more blood pumping out, more CGI and more prosthetics used in this film that a small number is bound to feel unrealistic by Hollywood standards, but this is part of what makes it fun. The fact it's unrealistic at times makes otherwise ordinary moments look cheesy and hilarious, and the whole film panders to that, coming across as gloriously camp without resorting to dousing the cast in glitter. There's glorious gore, albeit often sometimes a little uninspired, slapping blood in creativities stead; the teenagers actually behave like teenagers and not like actors in their mid-thirties or lovestruck morons; and more than a handful of jokes that make their mark.
There are a lot of aspects this film handles well, but it at times feels a touch confused as to what it wanted to be. The comical lines - outside of the occasional accidentally bad appearance of the effects - are sporadic enough to feel closer to the witty lines of an action film than something more integral, yet the horror aspect which seems to dominate often feels a little
light on the actual horror. Despite a large cast of attractive Swedes, theres no nudity whatsoever, which i thought was half the point in casting adults to play teenagers, and nothing in the script ever comes closes to feeling shocking. The best I can compare it to is those so called 'horror' flicks that get a 12 rating; if there was anything even remotely horrific here it's long since been removed. The result is that this film feels just a little pointless, and ends far too abruptly, but as a fun film to watch with friends (assuming you have friends who don't make arguments like 'why would I pay to read?' when you mention it has subtitles) and throw popcorn at, it'll hold up pretty well. Frostbite is defiantly a thought free zone...
Title: Cowboys Vs Aliens
Rating: 3/5
Genre: Action, Adventure
Starring: Daniel Craig, Harrison Ford, Olivia Wilde, Sam Rockwell
Director: Jon Favreau
A film title can often tell you an awful lot about the kind of flick you can expect; a cheesy one, artsy, depressing, pretentious. The title here seems pretty obvious what sort of film this should be. It's not got a pretentious name, it's motherfucking cowboys vs motherfuckin' aliens; more 'Fast and the Furious' or 'Snakes on a Plane than anything that takes itself too seriously, and this is exactly what I was hoping for. Plenty of comic moments, cheesy one liners and manic mayhem in this unusual match-up, but it doesn't seem as though everyone was on the same page.
Much of the film concerns ourselves with these three protagonists, the cowboy Jake (Craig) and cowgirl (Wilde) searching for their missing friends, abducted by the aliens, forming an uneasy truce with the local town owner trying to get his son back, and the rest of the locals in battling their deadly foe, largely because Craig managed to get himself an alien weapon which he cant get off his wrist and is about the only thing that can dent the aliens ships. The thing is, a lot of time is spent on, what are admittedly glorious sets, travelling from location to location on horseback and riding into the sunset, every so often stopping to give us a little snippet of information about our characters past. And when the action finally does arrive it feels very 'Hollywood;' a lot more 'Battle: LA' or 'Transformers,' abusing explosions, CGI and bright lights than the more stylised sequences I was expecting, though at times certainly does deliver the goods, particularly from Craig who shows that his Bond experience has taught him a thing or two. Sadly, there's ultimately just a lot of talking involved in a film that sounds
like a WWF grudge match from hell, and it takes a good 45mins before we see much of the aliens at all.
Two of the main stars in particular, big names right now, seem to be miscast. Daniel Craig as the dangerous man with a hidden past shows he can do action scenes but plays them too deadpan and straight faced, though there is the occasional comedy choreographed into them but it elicits no response from him and usually ends up taking a more serious nature. Much of the same can be said for the role of Olivia Wilde's character whom despite the outrageous premise seems to take the role far too seriously (though i'm not ruling out her just being a lousy actress with a pretty face), whose only reason for being is to add the love interest every American film seems to need these days. Instead the shining light here should go to the aging Harrison Ford, who despite getting on a bit now, has forged a career from making these cheesy action flicks and playing the gunslinging comic relief, and here gets given a grumpy, old and wisened man, desensitised to violence through the civil war in which he served as a general, and even now seems to strike an excellent balance between playing into the cheesy and cliche moments without going over the top. Sam Rockwell as the ever troubled barkeep also plays his role well - I would expect nothing less of the man behind 'Moon' - though with such a minor role is only able to have a limited impact on the film.
This is a film where I wasn't expecting perfect performances or a profound message, I just wanted what it said on the tin, but they've tried to do so much more. They've added intricate if perhaps cliche and under-developed motivations and relationships between characters, something which I would usually applaud, each with a backstory to be unveiled in a 'memento' like series of flashbacks as our protagonist pieces together what happened. There's a romantic interest to conflict with a mans search for his past love, revelations and new encounters as we learn the desires of their new menace; quite frankly I wanted none of this, I just wanted to see a sci-fi
vs western mash-up and sadly, what should have been its main purpose feels lacking until those final moments. The concept is cheesy, impossibly, absurdly unrealistic by it's very nature and it's played with such serious conviction that it seems silly, like a joke nobody let them in on. It's by no means a bad film, I just think they should have picked a direction; I was expecting a mindless fun filled action flick, but instead they've tried to make it into an epic and dramatic action/adventure. By spreading themselves so broad, it tends to at times feel a little inconsistent. The result? It could have been better, but it certainly could have just as easily been a lot worse.
Title: The Shinjuku Incident
Rating: 3.5/5
Genre: Crime, Drama, Thriller
Starring: Jackie Chan
Director: Derek Yee
Language: Chinese / Japanese
I'll admit I never really followed Jackie Chan's career so what was news to me might not be to others; that he hadn't abandoned Chinese cinema for Hollywood tripe but rather was still active in both worlds, producing and starring in this film. Surprisingly, it never feels as self-indulgent as it easily could have, re-living his classic martial arts days, but instead there is not a karate kick in sight. In fact this is a very different role for him from what we would expect, as what he's created is a Chinese film about a side of Asia not too unfamiliar to a Western audience, based on actual events that occurred in Shinjuku, and hence has an almost Hollywood vibe to it all as he tackles an issue unique to no single country.
For this is a tale about immigrants, following the path of one as he navigates his way to Tokyo and getting stranded in the process, all in the hopes of finding his childhood love and ensuring she's made her way. But it isn't long before he finds her married to a Yakuza boss, and now heartbroken, as he sees his fellow Chinese brothers abused by the other gangs controlling the district, he gradually descends into the Tokyo underworld. Standing up for his friends, things begin to spiral out of control as he finds himself involved in gangland warfare, becoming the unwitting and unwilling leader, rising to power over Shinjuku, all the whilst other gangs lie watching. The power now yielded by him and his brethren quickly going to their heads, they begin doing illegal trade and garnering the attention of those who seek to remove him from his lofty position, leading to all out warfare for control of the district.
The scope of this film and all the factions; the Taiwanese, Yakuza and the key members balancing on the knife edge of civil war, how the police factor in amidst the rise of the Chinese gang; it's all remarkably complex, and all too easy to lose a snippet of conversation or forget a face and be lost in all the politics, whose doing deals with who and which faction they're keeping it from. It's an interesting and - without knowing the details of the underground crime syndicates in Tokyo - certainly plausible, the immigrant sector flooding with small pockets vying for control, but not enough is done to make it all any the less confusing.
And this isn't the only part that feels rushed, the entire film feels like there are huge expanses of time missing. So much of what happens seems based on many coincidences in a short time frame; finding his wife lost for years in a day, saving a mob boss the next day and then finding yourself head of one of the largest gangs before the weekend. Then instantly the power they receive triggers people to go nuts and stop caring about anyone? The love triangle given a handful of scenes to establish? For what purpose? It all happens too quickly; What took most gangs years to accomplish happens here in what seems like a week!
The pacing might feel rushed but that's not to say this is a bad film. It neither shies from violence nor exploits it, using graphic images to get make his point without ever becoming self-indulgent. Much of the cast, with a particular mention of Daniel Wu who plays the role of Jie
perfectly, does what they could with the script never allowing them enough as characters; the trade off of it being cut shorter is that the action is never far away, hurtling forward with an impressive frenetic momentum. There may not be the karate kicks of what we would usually expect but this just improves the tension; that our protagonist is human, fighting and getting injured in a realistic manner and lending a certain unpredictable element to how things unfold. This film at times feels like it could have been the Chinese' answer to 'Scarface;' the immigrants rise to power, how that power corrupts, and the invariable perils that ensue. It's a difficult film to follow, and whilst not bad, never feels like it's adding anything particularly new and falls short of everything it could have been.
Title: I Saw The Devil
Rating: 4/5
Genre: Action, Crime, Horror, Thriller
Starring: Byung-hun Lee, Min-sik Choi, Gook-hwan Jeon
Director: Kim Jee-Woon
Korea might not have the largest film industry, they may not have the most money to flash around on CGI, or the greatest number of films being released, but once again i've discovered proof that they have one of the strongest film industries and much of that is thanks to just three directors; Chan Wook-Park, Joon Bong-Ho, and this films very own Kim Jee-Woon, who is perhaps the weakest link in all of this and still capable of producing works others would be proud to call their magnum opus. This is the depraved tale of a serial killer whom the police have failed to catch, letting him roam free to commit atrocity again and again, choosing young women as his target of choice, except it was bound to be only a matter of time before he chose the wrong woman. Fiancée to a man on the other side, a special agent who devotes his attention to delivering the exact same punishment to him as he dealt to his darling beloved. On ensues the bloody game of cat and mouse, the serial killer now a dangerous prey for our hunter, catching him and releasing him, toying and playing with his catch in his sadistic revenge.
Some circles are bound to draw comparisons to the recently released 'Cold Fish;' one of the most highly regarded Japanese directors, Sion Sono, apparently deciding to take a similar idea under their wing and see what they could come up with, but despite the similar premise in taking a serial killer and introducing another into their world, the two couldn't play out any more differently. Where 'Cold Fish' was subtle in its build up of the characters, developing them and showing both sides to their personality and using blood to emphasise the point, this takes a far more violent nature. From the very beginning the gore rears its head and it never feels too far around the corner; bloodhounds will find plenty in this department to satisfy their cravings,
all shot without CGI where possible and taking care over the cinematography, yielding a dark sense of realism and never shying away to show you as many of the gritty details as you bare see through the gaps in your fingers. Things like character development all but get thrown out the window in this unrelenting quest for brutality; our serial killer given no real motive for his actions, just that these are his actions and the consequences they have brought down upon himself. There's no mention of their past or their lives previous to their fateful encounter; the characters are woefully underdeveloped and as a result struggles to try to compensate by its sheer visceral nature.
And sadly, this is what seperates the good from the best in the genre; 'Oldboy' certainly had its violent moments, but the reason that it was such a mesmerising film to watch was the mystery element to it all, trying to unravel the pieces that held everything together. There's an element of the dark sadism inherent in Chan Wook-Park's 'Revenge Trilogy,' certainly in our lead's drive for revenge, and Fincher's Se7en - and indeed a comparison to the TV show 'Dexter' feels fitting, albeit to a lesser extent - too has no qualms about showing you scenes of a hellish chaos but behind the carnage was a detailed character study into what just made these men tick; why do they carry out such atrocities, and sadly neither of these aspects are presented. All we get is a shade of grey between who the real monster is said to be; the serial killer or the man toying with him, but it never feels to become any the more fleshed out from those opening moments. There is a flood of good films taking similar revenge premises, and
whilst it proudly stands amongst them, does little to truly make it stand apart as one of the best.
Nothing bad can be said about Choi Min-Sik's portrayal of this monster, but it seems he's given little opportunity in the script to demonstrate any real depth to the character. It's a perfect example of a dark thriller; a horror by it's nature and an action by equal right, but the film needs to be taken in context. The pace never slows down so you can catch your breath and travels at a blistering speed that can never be said to be boring, and the blood is gloriously gratuitous, but if you're looking for anything just a little more detailed and serious, then 'I Saw The Devil' just falls short of the mark.