Thursday, June 9, 2011

365 Days, 100 Films #26 - Cedar Rapids (2011)

Cedar Rapids, 2011.



Directed by Miguel Arteta.

Starring Ed Helms, John C. Reilly, Anne Heche, Isiah Whitlock Jr., Kurtwood Smith, Stephen Root, Mike O'Malley, Sigourney Weaver and Alia Shawkat.





SYNOPSIS:



An innocent, small-town insurance salesman is introduced to the harder, partying ways of life at a conference in Cedar Rapids.





John C. Reilly used to be a respectable guy. He was the solid character actor of Boogie Nights, The Thin Red Line and Magnolia. Actors like that often plod away with these thankless roles, getting stuck in their own revolving doors. But then came Will Ferrell. He showed Reilly a sneaky way out.



If this were school, Reilly’s drama teacher would have been disappointed. “Such high hopes for that boy,” she’d bemoan in the staff room, “but now he’s fallen in with that bunch of comedians.” It was Talladega Nights what did it, playing Ferrell’s best friend, Cal. They seem to have been joined at the hip ever since. Accomplished actors usually make for quite good comedic ones, but Reilly goes straight for the clown, sometimes even surpassing Ferrell for absurdity. Maybe it’s his puffy face.



That’s why any film with him in is worth your time - he’s the Philip Seymour Hoffman of comedy films. Cedar Rapids casts him as a hard-drinking and partying insurance salesman, Dean Ziegler. He’s the one that our lead insurance salesman, Tim Lippe (Ed Helms), is instructed to avoid at all costs. You see, Cedar Rapids is an annual convention for Christian insurance companies. Each conference sees the representative with the most Christian commitment to serving their customers honoured with the prestigious Two Diamonds award. Lippe’s company have won the award for the past three years, all thanks to his predecessor’s charisma and charm (and maybe something else). But following his suspicious death (auto-erotic asphyxiation is implied), it’s now up to Lippe to take home the Two Diamonds trophy.



The problem is that Lippe is overwhelmingly mild-mannered and naïve. He’s never been on a plane before and has a sexual relationship with his old school teacher (Sigourney Weaver, in a creepy, mothering way). As Cedar Rapids is a new experience for Lippe, his boss provides him with the aforementioned list of people to seek out and people to avoid. Only one name adorns the ‘Avoid’ side: Ziegler.



As events often do in these situations, Ziegler ends up in the same room as Lippe. His original roommate, Ronald Wilkes (Isiah Whitlock Jr., or Senator “Sheeeeeeeeeeeeeit” Davis from The Wire), volunteered them to put up an extra bed because of an overbooked hotel. Initially Lippe wants nothing to do with Ziegler. He’s under strict orders not to. But Ziegler wears him down, first getting him to drink, then to sing (Helms, by the way, has a tremendous voice) and, ultimately, to “dance with the tiger”. Lippe never seems to get any less naïve, but his innocence is sorely tested.



Along the way there’s your standard sub-plots of romance and corruption. Not much to see there; move along. There’s also a far bawdier third act, which seems to have seeped in from some Judd Apatow film being shot in a studio nearby. There’s prostitutes, hard drugs and Rob Corddry. This part has some of the film’s funniest moments, and it’s cool to see the characters far removed from their insurance conference safety zone, but it jars with the observed nature of all before it.



There is a very good film somewhere in Cedar Rapids, but it’s impossible to say where. Maybe if they ran more with the Lippe as a 40-Year Old Virgin character, but it’s hard to say if that would have worked. It would have been great to focus more on the three guys, Reilly, Helms and Whitlock, as their banter was very fluid – but the romantic sub-plot isn’t actually that bad. More Reilly overall would have been appreciated, but you’d run the risk of making him a caricature.



Near the end of the film in particular, Cedar Rapids highlights how important conferences are to these characters. Joan Ostrowski-Fox (Anne Heche) sees it as an escape from her family in a what-happens-in-Cedar-Rapids-stays-in-Cedar-Rapids kinda way. Yet she remains very likeable so you share her moral ambiguity. Ziegler’s recent divorce is also gently hinted at, and you get the sense Cedar Rapids lets him forget that void at home. There’s a sweet melancholy for the prostitute, Bree (Arrested Development’s Alia Shawkat) that stands outside Cedar Rapids’ entrance too. The place must be a good source of business; with a hotel full of people who don’t know each other and are far away from the people they do. It’s like a Freshers Week for grown-ups.



Maybe that’s it, then. If Cedar Rapids played for the darker, Pathos laughs in this world of three-night stand conferences, it wouldn’t be so forgettable. It isn’t bad, but in no way is it anything above ‘average’. Even then, that’s largely due to the quality of the cast.





Oli Davis



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Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Blu-ray Review – The Superman Motion Picture Anthology (1978-2006)

The Superman Motion Picture Anthology, 1978-2006.

Directed by Richard Donner, Richard Lester, Sidney J. Furie and Bryan Singer.
Starring Christopher Reeve, Gene Hackman, Margot Kidder, Marlon Brando, Ned Beatty, Jackie Cooper, Terence Stamp, Susannah York, Richard Pryor, Brandon Routh, Kevin Spacey and Kate Bosworth.


SYNOPSIS:

The complete big-screen adventures of the Man of Steel.


With a cinematic Superman reboot set to begin filming later this year courtesy of director Zack Snyder (Watchmen), producer Christopher Nolan (The Dark Knight Rises) and The Man of Steel himself Henry Cavill, now would seem like a pretty good time to deliver a shiny HD upgrade of Warner Bros.’ Superman feature film series. Well, that’s exactly what we’re getting with the release of The Superman Motion Picture Anthology on Blu-ray this coming Monday and – with a set that consists of all five theatrical movies, two alternative versions and a whole boat load of special features – this really is a must-buy for fans of the Last Son of Krypton.

So, first of all, what about the movies themselves, then? In all fairness, aside from the fine work of Christopher Reeve in what became his signature role, Warner Bros.’ Superman movie franchise has been pretty mediocre overall and never quite managed to hit the same heights as its titular hero. Things started out well enough though, with Richard Donner’s landmark Superman: The Movie (1978) paving the way for the modern superhero film, while Superman II (1980) somehow managed to survive all the internal wrangling and firing of its director to deliver not only an entertaining sequel, but also one of the great screen super villains in Terence Stamp’s General Zod.

Unfortunately, it’s all down hill from there and the problems really start to kick in by the time we get to Richard Lester’s Superman III (1983). Rejecting a pitch from producers Alexander and Ilya Salkind, Warner Bros.’ preferred to camp things up with a disappointing comic approach for Supes’ third outing while frankly, the less said Superman IV: The Quest for Peace (1987) the better. Then, almost twenty years later, director Bryan Singer delivered another disappointing effort with his homage to the earlier films, the lacklustre Superman Returns (2006), which saw Brandon Routh’s Superman pale in comparison next to Christopher Reeve (you can’t help thinking that Singer should have went for the reboot, although it is entertaining in parts and certainly a vast improvement over the previous couple of movies).

Now, putting aside the fact that three of the movies are a bit naff, what is it that makes this set so special? Well, it’s just so damn comprehensive, that’s what. Aside from pristine transfers of the five theatrical movies we get two alternative versions (an Extended Cut of the original and 2006’s Superman II: The Richard Donner Cut), along with a mountain of special features that even Superman himself would struggle to leap. In addition to commentaries and making of documentaries for each of the movies, highlights include all 17 episodes of the fantastic 1940s Superman cartoon from Fleischer / Famous Studios, the 1951 Superman and the Mole Men feature film starring George Reeves, The Adventures of Superpup 1958 TV pilot, the feature-length Look, Up in the Sky! documentary (directed by Kevin Burns, who previous credits include the fabulous Empire of Dreams: The Story of the Star Wars Trilogy), the previously unseen opening to Superman Returns, and much, much more. In fact, the only thing that seems to be missing is the 1984 Supergirl movie, which isn't too much of a disappointment in all honesty.

While later efforts in the series are severely lacking, there's no disputing the fact that for fans of the Man of Steel, The Superman Motion Picture Anthology really is the ultimate box-set and, given the sheer wealth of Superman goodness that Warner Bros. have crammed across the eight discs, it could very well be the best box-set available on the Blu-ray format. Although the majority of the special features are already present in the Superman Ultimate Collector's Edition DVD set, if you haven't made that purchase - or just want to upgrade your Superman movie series to HD - then The Motion Picture Anthology will make a fine addition to your collection.

Check back early next week when we'll be giving away a copy of The Superman Motion Picture Anthology on Blu-ray.

Gary Collinson

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The Superman Motion Picture Anthology is released on Monday, June 13th.

Second Opinion - X-Men: First Class (2011)

X-Men: First Class, 2011.



Directed by Matthew Vaughn.

Starring James McAvoy, Michael Fassbender, Kevin Bacon, January Jones, Rose Byrne, Jennifer Lawrence, Nicholas Hoult, Lucas Till, Zoë Kravitz, Caleb Landry Jones, Álex González, Jason Flemyng, Oliver Platt and Ray Wise.





SYNOPSIS:



Charles Xavier (James McAvoy) and Erik Lensherr (Michael Fassbender) work together to try and prevent nuclear war in the epic beginning of the X-Men saga.





Flickering Myth ran a poll earlier in the year about which summer superhero movie people were most looking forward to. The contenders were surprise hit Thor, Green Lantern, Captain America: The First Avenger and this X-Men prequel, steered by director of Kick-Ass Matthew Vaughan. For me X-Men: First Class was the most anticipated of the selection by a mile.



The trailers promised a truly epic reinvention of a stagnating franchise. Vaughan went for a completely new look cast of mutants, with the exception of one comic cameo. Amongst this cast the partnership of James McAvoy and Michael Fassbender takes centre stage, with the enormous task of matching and exploring the rivalry portrayed by thespian heavyweights Patrick Stewart and Ian McKellen in the previous Bryan Singer films. For the most part, their youthful interpretations bring something different that really works.



The film starts off brilliantly with Fassbender’s Erik Lehnsherr and McAvoy’s Charles Xavier on separate paths. Xavier is a brilliant Oxford academic with a fondness for pubs and science heavy chat up lines, which seem rather redundant when he can read minds. Lehnsherr however is driven by revenge into stalking the globe in search of his enemy and his mother’s murderer, Kevin Bacon’s Sebastian Shaw.



We see both of our key protagonists as children. The film starts with the young Erik, played rather limply by Bill Milner, being threatened in a Nazi concentration camp, by a toying doctor who turns out to be Shaw, into manipulating metal by moving a coin. We see the young Charles, far more convincingly played by Laurence Belcher (who was also excellent in the Doctor Who Christmas special), finding a fellow mutant, shape shifter Raven, in his kitchen and taking her in as a sister.



Things really get interesting when Xavier has graduated as a Professor in genetics and the CIA come to call on him. He then demonstrates his mind reading telepath tricks in a variety of ways, until he is believed enough to get free rein to create a team of mutants to take on Shaw, who is engineering a nuclear war via the Cuban Missile crisis, which he hopes will leave only mutants as Earth’s dominant species. The best bit of First Class however, is Fassbender’s pursuit of his Nazi nemesis.



What really excited me, more than anything else, was the historical setting of this film. Fassbender has been championed as a future 007 in the past and there hasn’t been a review of X-Men: First Class that doesn’t praise the mini James Bond adventure within it. Adult Erik travels in stylish, suave period suits to banks in Switzerland to interrogate the keepers of Nazi gold for info, by painfully plucking out fillings with his powers, and to bars in Argentina in cool summer gear to kill hiding Nazis with flying knives and magnetically manipulated pistols. In all these locations Fassbender speaks the native tongue and oozes the steely determination of a complex and damaged killer. His quest is a snapshot of what a modern Bond set in the past, bilingual and faithful to Fleming’s creation, could be like.



Aside from the dreams of a reinvented Bond though, the Cold War setting is exciting and thought provoking for other reasons. The mutant situation mirrors the struggles at the time for civil rights for black Americans and other minorities, such as homosexuals (hinted at by the line “Mutant and Proud”). The whole film can make the most of the visual benefits of period costume, with fabulous suits and dresses, as well as period locations and set designs. The rooms on Shaw’s secret submarine resemble a villainous Ken Adam Bond set. And the ideological conflict between the US and Russia, echoes the differences in outlook between Xavier and Lehnsherr.



Despite rave reviews at first, respected critics have given X-Men: First Class an average rating. I think this is mostly because the film doesn’t live up to the enormous possibilities of its setting and doesn’t explore as well as it could the beginnings of the relationships in the X-Men. It is still a good film. For a blockbuster this is a slow burning watch, which I liked, but I admit that the action scenes could have been more frequent; even though a couple are terrific the film never really ignites. All in all Vaughan’s prequel is good but not as good as it could have been.



One of the reasons cited for disappointment is a lack of focus on the rest of the X-Men. It was a difficult balance to strike, with Xavier and Lehnsherr’s relationship proving so fascinating. I actually thought that characters like Beast and Raven were fleshed out more than I was expecting. A much criticised code name scene, in which the younger X-Men members sit around joking about what they’d like to be called, has been pummelled with criticism. I thought this scene was funny, as much of the film is, for not taking itself too seriously and entertaining for introducing the powers of the characters.



X-Men: First Class will divide audiences. Some will think it’s boring, others will love its action punctuated with character development and solid acting. Fans of X-Men will differ with some salivating over the explanations to Professor X’s wheelchair and Magneto’s helmet and others feeling letdown by the promise of so much more. Perhaps the most reliable fan base for this film is James Bond fans waiting for next year’s Bond 23. Fassbender’s literally magnetic and chilling performance is Bondian, as are the locations, the villains and babes on show like January Jones and Rose Byrne.





Liam Trim (follow me on Twitter)



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Hot Rods & Droids: A George Lucas Profile (Part 1)

Trevor Hogg profiles the career of legendary filmmaker George Lucas in the first of a six part feature...

“I was as normal as you can get,” stated American filmmaker George Lucas when reflecting upon his childhood. “I wanted a car and hated school. I was a poor student. I lived for summer vacations and got into trouble a lot shooting out windows with my BB gun.” The California native was not initially drawn to the medium which would bring him fame and fortune. “Modesto was a small town, and there were only a couple of theatres. When I went to the movies I really didn’t pay much attention. I was usually looking for girls or to goof off.” George Lucas, Senior owned a stationary store where he sold office supplies and equipment to support his son, three daughters, and frequently invalid wife. “He was conservative, and I’m very conservative,” admitted Lucas who served as the delivery boy for the family business once he got his treasured driver’s license.

A major acquisition by the teenager fueled dreams of becoming a professional race car driver. “It was a very small Fiat, which I souped up.” The automotive purchase would have near fatal consequences for its owner. “I was in an accident the day before I was going to graduate from high school,” said George Lucas of his driving on a quiet rural road. “The car rolled and for some reason the seat belt broke in one of the rolls, just before the car pretzeled itself around a tree. If I had stayed in the car, I would have been dead. When you go through something like that, it puts a little more perspective on things.” Suffering a collapsed lung and being in and out of hospital for three months, Lucas shifted his focus to more academic pursuits. “When I went to junior college I got very interested in social sciences – psychology, sociology, [and] anthropology.” However, the reformed student did not entirely abandon his automotive passion. “I still had all my friends in racing…so I started to do a lot of photography at the races – rather than driving or being in a pit crew.”

“A very close friend of mine, whom I grew up with…was going to USC and asked me to take the test with him,” remarked George Lucas who was planning to go to San Francisco State to become an anthropology major. “At about the same time, I had been working on a race car for Haskell Wexler (Bound for Glory), and I met him, and he influenced me in the direction of cinematography – being a cameraman.” Accepted by the University of Southern California, Lucas attended the film school run by the academic institution. “When I finally decided that I was going to be a filmmaker all my friends thought I was crazy. I lost a lot of face because for hot rodders the idea of going into film was a really goofy idea. And that was in the early 60s. Nobody went into film at that time. At USC the girls from the dorms all gave a wide berth to film students because they were supposed to be weird.” But the decision paid off. “In a way movies replaced my love for cars. Since I was 12 or 13 I had had this intense love relationship with cars and motorcycles; it was really all-consuming. After my accident, I knew I couldn’t continue with that, and I was sort of floundering for something. And so when I finally discovered film, I really fell madly in love with it, ate it and slept it 24 hours a day. There was no going back after that.” The budding moviemaker flourished. “I made eight films at USC, ranging from one minute to 25 minutes. It was difficult and there were lots of barriers but it wasn’t impossible. I came up against the same discouragement when I left film school: ‘You’ll never get into the industry. Nobody ever does.’ But you know, I did it because I didn’t believe what they said. You just have to be stubborn and bullheaded, and move forward no matter what you’re up against.”

For his first USC assignment George Lucas had to take one minute worth of film stock and explore the workings of the camera. The resulting montage called Look at Life (1965) features photographs taken of Martin Luther King Jr., Nikita Kruschev, the Ku Klux Klan, and Buddhist Monks, flashing by at a rapid speed. “I realized that I’d found myself,” stated Lucas who was honoured with short film competition awards for his debut cinematic effort. “I loved working with film and I was pretty good at it. So I took the bit and ran with it. I was introduced to film editing – the whole concept of editing – and I think ultimately that film editing was where my real talent was. Still is, I guess.” Freiheit (1966) is a three minute production that stars Randal Kleiser as a student who tries to run across the Berlin border to freedom. Herbie (1966) is named after musician Herbie Hancock whose Jazz composition provides the soundtrack for the abstract 16mm black and white project which experiments with streaks and flashes of light. Taking its title from the lap time of the Lotus 23 race car driven by Peter Brock at the Willar Springs Raceway, 1:42:08 (1966) used a cameraman positioned horizontally beside the vehicle.

Finishing his undergrad work, George Lucas took jobs as an editor, grip and second unit cameraman. “I worked for Saul Bass on a film called Why Man Creates [1968]. Then I got a job cutting, as an assistant editor, on a USIA [United States Information Agency] project for President Johnson on his trip to Asia,” recalled the freelancer who could not get into the union for cameramen. “There were a lot of stupid directives with the Johnson film. You couldn’t show Lady Bird’s profile. It always had to be a ½ view. You couldn’t use any angle of the president where his bald spot showed. I had to put in a shot of a bunch of horses in Korea running down the street to control the huge crowds. Someone thought it looked a little too fascist – which it wasn’t – and made us take it out. I just liked the shot.” Promoted to film editor, Lucas found himself drawn towards his assistant and future wife Marcia Griffin (Taxi Driver). “My relationships with women were not complex. Until I met Marcia, it was a very animalistic attraction.”

“I was also teaching at USC – a class on photography – and then I decided to go back to graduate school,” said George Lucas. “I was there for one more semester and did many more movies, but still non-story type films. I was interested in abstract, purely visual films and cinema verite documentaries.” The teaching experience allowed the young instructor to shoot a treatment composed by him and USC film school colleagues Matt Robbins (The Sugarland Express) and Walter Murch (The English Patient) as an exercise of working without light with a group of Marine and Navy combat photographers. “To have this young hippie come in and teach them after they’d been at it for 10 years was a challenge,” confessed Lucas. “But the whole idea of the class was to teach them they didn’t have to go by the rule book.” Electronic Labyrinth THX 1138:4EB (1967) stars Dan Natchsheim as a man fleeing an oppressive futuristic society, who has to navigate through an underground maze. The finished product took the top prize in the drama category at the National Student Film Festival and impressed an up and coming filmmaker. “We first met at a student film festival in 1967,” said two-time Oscar-winning director Steven Spielberg (Saving Private Ryan), “where the short THX 1138 was not yet a license plate in American Graffiti or a state-of-the-art sound system in a couple of thousand movie theatres worldwide, but instead a vision of the future of mankind – dark and pessimistic, but nonetheless brilliantly crafted. I was jealous to the very marrow of my bones. I was 18 years old and had directed 15 short films by that time, and this little movie was better than all of my little movies combined.” In 2010, Electronic Labyrinth THX 1138:4EB was inducted into the National Film Registry.

“As a film student I was all technical,” said George Lucas who chose to profile a Los Angeles disc jockey who called himself Emperor Hudson. “The idea behind it was radio as fantasy,” explained Lucas as to the origins of The Emperor (1967). “A lot of teenagers have a make-believe friend in a disc jockey, but he’s much more real because he talks to them, he jokes around.” At the National Student Film Festival the short film received an honourable mention in the documentary category. Another USC project was a six minute cinematic adaptation of the poem composed by E.E. Cummings called Anyone Lived in a Pretty How Town (1967). Helping classmate John Milius (Conan the Barbarian), George Lucas edited and did the sound recording for Marcello, I’m So Bored (1967), an animated satire of the films of Michelangelo Antonioni (Blow-Up).

“I won a couple of scholarships at the end of the semester,” remarked Lucas. “One to watch Carl Foreman make McKenna’s Gold [1969] out in the desert, and make a little behind the scenes movie, and the other was a Warner Bros. scholarship in which you observe moviemaking for six months.” Foreman initially disliked Lucas’ contribution 6.18.67 (1967), a surrealist exploration of the desert environment using camera tricks that had nothing to do with the film starring Gregory Peck (To Kill a Mockingbird); however, the short film did receive an honourable mention in the experimental category at the National Student Film Festival. George Lucas doubted his time spent at the Hollywood studio would prove to be constructive. “Watching does not teach you anything, so when I got to Warner Bros. I wasn’t interested in watching them make movies, but they assigned me to Finian’s Rainbow [1968], which was the only picture they were making there at the time.” Part of the problem for Lucas was that his creative interests lay elsewhere. “I really wanted to go over to the animation department.” Even though no animation projects were being developed at the time, the scholarship winner still felt that the assignment switch would allow him to make better use of his time. “I figured if I could get over there with all those cameras and stuff I could swipe some film from somewhere and make a movie.” The director of the musical starring Fred Astaire (Funny Face) had other plans for Lucas. “When Francis [Ford Coppola] found out that I was trying to get off the picture – I told him why – he said, ‘Listen kid, you come up with one good idea a day, and I’ll give you a lot of other things to do.’” A lifelong friendship was forged between them. “Francis and I were the only two on the film under 50 years old and we’d both been to film school and both had the same kind of background, so we could relate to each other.” Lucas added, “Francis’ main areas of expertise were directing actors and writing – and mine was primarily in camera and editing. So we interfaced very well and complimented each other. I became his assistant, and I helped him with the editing and I’d go around with the Polaroid and shoot angles.”

When filming for Finian’s Rainbow was completed, Francis Ford Coppola talked Warner Bros. into giving his protégé a contract to turn THX 1138 into a feature film. The development money enabled George Lucas to join the small production crew of 12 to shoot The Rain People (1969). “If you’re going to be a director, you’ve got to be a writer, for your own protection,” recalled Lucas of some words of advice given to him by Coppola. “I’d get up at four in the morning and write on THX until it was time to go to work for Francis at seven. By the time we were finished looking at the dailies, it was always 10 or 11 at night, but I was young and it was fun.” George Lucas served as an assistant to the cameraman, sound man and art director; he also kept a 16mm camera and a Nagra tape recorder with him to document Francis Ford Coppola at work, for a behind the scenes production Filmmaker (1968). “Francis kept saying, ‘We don’t have to make films in Hollywood. We can be anywhere in the world we want to be,’” remarked Lucas. “It was the era of Easy Rider [1969] and moving vans with all the equipment in them. I wanted to free up filmmaking and have it more like a street adventure, guerilla units instead of a crew of 150.”

Subbing for his mentor at a San Francisco convention where he was supposed to address a national gathering of English teachers, George Lucas met independent filmmaker John Korty (Funnyman); Korty told him about the studio he had set up in a barn. “George went right to a pay phone and called Francis in Nebraska and said, ‘You gotta to see this.’ They came out on the Fourth of July 1969. They were amazed to see that I had an editing table, everything I needed. Francis said, ‘If you can do it, I can do it.’” Francis Ford Coppola went on an equipment buying spree in Europe while Korty helped in finding and renting a warehouse in San Francisco. American Zoetrope was established with Coppola as president and Lucas as vice president. As Francis Ford Coppola worked on the post-production for The Rain People, George Lucas continued to work on the feature length script for THX 1138 with the help of USC colleague Walter Murch. Other film school friends joined in the upstart production company, including John Milius. “We were a loose confederation of radicals and hippies,” chuckled Lucas.

“My primary concept in approaching the production of THX 1138 [1971] was to make a kind of cinema verité film of the future – something that would look like a documentary crew had made a film about some characters in a time yet to come,” revealed George Lucas of his feature directorial debut. “At the same time I wanted the picture to look slick and professional, in terms of cinematic technique, I felt that the realism of the film’s content would be enhanced by the actors and their surroundings looking slightly scruffy, even a bit dirty, as they might well look in the society depicted.” To achieve the desired atmosphere Lucas focused on a particular cinematic element. “The main approach would be in the lighting. The idea was to not light anything unless it was absolutely necessary. Only if we walked into an area where there was no light at all would we put up a few low-wattage lights here and there.”

A worker (Robert Duvall) becomes a fugitive in an emotionally repressive society when he does not take his prescribed medication. The $777,777 production that stars Duvall (Get Low), Donald Pleasence (The Great Escape), Maggie McOmie (Grand Junction) and Don Pedro Colley (Sugar Hill) was filmed during 10 weeks of principle photography and shot in in 22 locations in the San Francisco Bay area, including the Oakland Coliseum, San Francisco Pacific Gas and Electric Building, the Marin County Civic Centre in San Rafael, and in the various tunnels of the under-construction Bay Area Rapid Transit system. “I knew that the no-lighting approach would enable us to move very fast in shooting,” stated George Lucas. “Obviously, we would have to do something to compensate for the lack of light, and that led to the decision to force-develop practically the entire film. We decided to ‘push’ everything, except for the shots to be used for making opticals. By not pushing those shots, we hoped to achieve a consistency of graininess throughout the film.” The rookie director had a preconceived notion regarding who should lens the science fiction tale. “I felt that THX should be photographed by someone with a very thorough documentary background, someone who was used to thinking fast and making quick technical decisions.” Three cinematographers were recruited. “Al Kihn had worked as a TV newsreel cameraman for four or five years and had shot a few documentaries for the USIA. David Myers, who is older than Al, has had a great deal of experience and is highly respected in San Francisco as a documentary cameraman. He shot many of those fine documentary sequences in Woodstock [1970].” Lucas was impressed by the cinematic skill of Kinn and Meyers “We selected those two primarily because I liked the way they ‘thought’ on the screen and the way they followed the action.” The third member of the cinematography team was a friend and colleague. “Haskell [Wexler] was our standby cameraman. He did some of the shooting and helped us out of some of the tight situations that can break you on a low-budget feature.”

“When we got into the actual shooting I would set up a scene and maybe rehearse once,” stated George Lucas. “A lot of the time I didn’t rehearse at all. There were not marks or measurements. The cameraman just had to guess where the actors were, while riding focus blind in a lot of cases. If a take was acceptable, but not perfect, I would move the cameras before doing it over, instead of making take after take from the same position. This gave me a vast number of different angles for each scene. Since I planned to edit the picture myself, I wanted to be able to ‘make’ the film in the editing.” Lucas added, “I got so that I knew which actors gave their best on the first take and which ones needed a couple of takes to warm up. We would zero in on their close-ups accordingly, using long lenses, so that the actors literally didn’t know when they were being filmed in close-up. This resulted in more natural performances, because they were playing to each other all the time [instead of to the camera].”

“There was one sequence in the picture that we went all out to light completely,” said George Lucas. “That was the ‘cathedral’ sequence near the end of the picture that was actually shot in a TV studio. They had all of these lights electronically controlled by push buttons so that we could do whatever we wanted in the way of lighting.” Reflecting on the picture Lucas observed, “No film ever ends up exactly as you would like it to, but, with minor exceptions, THX came out pretty much as I had visualized, thanks to some excellent assistance and a whole lot of luck.” Much to the disdain of the director, Warner Bros. had a psychologist test the reaction of the audience, “It was insane. It was like bringing an audience to the Mona Lisa and asking, ‘Do you know why she’s smiling?’ ‘Sorry, Leonardo, you’ll have to make some changes.’ At least the audience understood that THX was not a love story set in the 25th century, which was the way Warners planned to market it. Instead the company settled for ‘Visit the future, where love is the ultimate crime.’”

The Hollywood studio cut five minutes out of the film which received mixed reviews and grossed $2.5 million domestically. “Primarily because of the arguments about THX, Warners cancelled the other six projects and Zoetrope had to be reorganized,” said George Lucas referring to the event christened Black Thursday. “If you’re going to use your own resources and not rob a bank, you have to figure out a way to make money. Francis can earn a great deal writing scripts and directing if he does it in a certain way. He doesn’t like it, but he couldn’t have made The Rain People if he hadn’t made Finian. He had to do The Godfather [1972] to make The Conversation [1974].” The experience left a lasting impression on Lucas. “I realized after THX that people don’t care about how the country is being ruined. All the movie did was to make people more pessimistic, more depressed, and less willing to get involved in trying to make the world better.”

“My second project was Apocalypse Now which John Milius and I had been working on in school, and we got a deal with Francis to develop the project,” remarked George Lucas. “So I said, ‘This is great. I love John Milius; he’s a great writer. I was going to get a great screenplay and I wasn’t going to have to write it.” Lucas turned to filmmaker Stanley Kubrick for creative inspiration. “I was doing it much more as a documentary in the style of Dr. Strangelove [1965]. It was going to be shot in 16mm. That’s how John and I originally pitched it to Francis. Until he made it [in 1979], you couldn’t do a film about the Vietnam War. That’s what we discovered.” Contemplating further his failed attempt to bring the story to the big screen, the director stated, “Most of the things in the film were things the public didn’t know about yet. Nobody had any idea that people were taking drugs over there. Nobody had any idea how crazy it was...The film at the time was vaguely an exposé, a satire, and a story about angry young men.” Reflecting upon the impact the Vietnam War had on the American consciousness, Lucas remarked, “Wars have a tendency to be course changes, which is why it is dangerous for a society to get into war – it shakes up the status quo. Vietnam is a perfect example. It was billed as a completely harmless war way over there; no bomb was ever going to fall on United States soil. But a huge psychological bomb landed on the United States soil, and it changed it forever.”

“I got invited to the Cannes Film Festival because THX had been chosen by a radical directors’ group,” remembered George Lucas. “But Warner Bros. wouldn’t pay my way. So, with our [his and Marcia Lucas’] last $2,000, we bought a Eurail Pass, got backpacks and went to Cannes.” Before arriving in France, Lucas made a slight detour. “I decide to stop in New York on the way to Europe and make David Picker, who then was head of United Artists, have a meeting with me. I told him about my rock and roll movie. We flew off to England and he called and said, ‘Okay, I’ll take a chance. I met him at his giant suite at the Carlton Hotel at Cannes, and we made a two-picture deal for American Graffiti and Star Wars.” The deal soon ran into trouble. “I wrote the script in three weeks, turned it in to UA, and they said, ‘Not interested.’ So I took the script – the story treatment had already been turned down by every studio – back to the same studios, which turned it down again. Then Universal said they might be interested if I could get a movie star. I said no. Universal said even a name producer might do, and they gave me a list of names and Francis was on the list.”

“The whole film is essentially a teenage fantasy,” revealed George Lucas who used his teenage years as the subject matter of his sophomore effort. “That one night is really a year’s cruising. It’s purposely done so that the kids get the better of the authority figures.” Lucas sought out a husband and wife writing team to help him develop the screenplay for American Graffiti [1973]. “When I had the idea of the film about four guys who cruise around and do all of this stuff on the last night of summer, I sat down with Bill [Huyck] and Gloria [Katz].” Using his personal experiences, the director created the main characters in the $775,000 production. “On a realistic level, most kids start out like Terry the Toad [Charles Martin Smith]. When they’re 14 or 15 they hang out with the bigger guys and never quite make it. That’s how I started out. When I got to be 16 and got a car I started racing, hopping up cars, and ended up as a hot-rodder. That would be John [Paul Le Mat]. Then I had that very bad accident and spent time in the hospital. After that I started to apply myself to myself and became like Curt [Richard Dreyfuss]. I still went down to cruise, to hang out, but I was more detached. ” Lucas had a hard time relating to the role portrayed by Ron Howard (The Shootist). “Steve is the one we had the most problems with because, by definition, he’s the most bland…I didn’t really know Steve. He was more or less made up by the other writers.” The California filmmaker went on to say, “In my version, you would have just cut that whole story out because it didn’t work. They got him up to where he worked, but they couldn’t get him up to the level of the other characters who were infinitely stronger.”

“Mackenzie Phillips (The Jacket) who played Carol and Paul Le Mat who played John had never acted before,” stated George Lucas who spent four months searching for the right cast members. “Richard Dreyfuss [Jaws] who played Curt was primarily a stage actor who had done a little television. Ronny Howard [Steve] spent 15 years as a television actor; Cindy Williams [Laura] was essentially a feature film actress. There was a wide variety of backgrounds so one of the real problems in directing was trying to make sure that everyone stayed even.” The pivotal role was portrayed by Dreyfuss. “Ultimately we hung the film on Curt,” said the director. “His only problem came down to deciding whether he was going to leave town, and that’s an awfully thin idea to hang a movie on – especially when you have these other dynamite things going on. So I invented the girl as a metaphor. The reality of cruising is that you do it ultimately because you’re hoping to find that one girl, the dream girl you’ve always wanted to meet. That’s why you keep doing it every night.” The elusive Dream Girl in the T-Bird is played by Suzanne Somers (Nothing Personal). “She was originally designed as the siren in the town who would lure him back, keep him there. People have interpreted his following her all over while she eludes him as why he finally leaves. Interestingly enough, when you do something like that everybody interprets it in his own way.” Also featured in the picture are Bo Hopkins (The Wild Bunch), Candy Clark (Zodiac), Harrison Ford (Morning Glory), and Wolfman Jack who provides the voice of the radio disc jockey.

“George was under incredible strain,” stated Harrison Ford who had done some carpentry work for the casting director of the movie. “He was working his tail to the bone. It was such a low cost production that we didn’t have a camera car, for example. What we did was haul one picture car with another picture car on a trailer we’d rented from U-Haul. Then we took the trunk lid off the lead car so the sound man, the cameraman and George could crouch in the trunk. I remember a scene where we had to circle the block again and again and again. Afterward, we went up to the camera car to see how it had gone, and George had fallen asleep in the trunk.” Adding to the workload of the director was the limited time frame he had to shoot scenes. “We could only shoot from 9 at night to 5:05 in the morning when the sun came up,” remarked George Lucas. “There was just no way after that because the film was 80 percent exterior night, and there was no way to fake it.” The filmmaker had to prioritize his shots. “Working on a tight schedule like that I would shoot the meat of the scene – the close-ups and the dialogue – then save the long shots and the drive-bys till last. I figured if I couldn’t get them I could pick them up on second unit.” A week into production Lucas sought the help of cinematographer Haskell Wexler who had initially turned down the offer to work on American Graffiti. “He’d fly up here to San Francisco every night, and shoot the picture all night, sleep on the plane down to Los Angeles, shoot all day on commercials, then fly back up here. He did that for almost five weeks. It was just an incredible gesture, and he did a fantastic job. The movie looked exactly the way I wanted it to look – very much like a carnival.”

A central element in American Graffiti is the 41 pop tunes included in the music soundtrack for the price of $80,000. “Walter Murch did the sound montages, and the amazing thing we found was that we could take almost any song and put it on almost any scene and it would work,” said George Lucas. “The most incredible example – and it was completely accidental – is in the scene where Steve and Laurie are dancing to Smoke Gets Into Your Eyes at the sock hop, and at the exact moment where the song is saying, ‘Tears I cannot hide,’ she backs off, and he sees that she’s crying.” The music of a particular American group features prominently in the picture. “In a way you could trace the film through the Beach Boys, because the Beach Boys were the only rock group who actually chronicled an era.” Reflecting on the theme of the film, Lucas remarked, “A line in the movie sums it up: ‘You can’t stay 17 forever.’ It became a great metaphor for what the country was going through at that point.”

“Graffiti worked the way it was going to work from the start,” stated George Lucas who, because of contract stipulations, had to cut down the story from 160 to 110 minutes. “It was paced very nicely and it had a good flow to it. After that all of our editorial efforts were in cutting almost an hour out of it but keeping the same pace that was in it originally and keeping the stories balance.” The studio executives were not impressed with the end result. “Universal hated the film so much they were contemplating selling it as a TV Movie of the Week.” The Hollywood studio backed off when Francis Ford Coppola intervened and offered to buy the picture from them. “The studio thought it was for the people out of college – between 25 and 30. But it was designed for people between 16 and 20, and then everybody from 10 to 60 went to see it.” American Graffiti grossed $115 million domestically. “I was getting hundreds and hundreds of letters, from kids especially, that were very positive, telling me how dramatically the film had changed their lives.”

At the Oscars, American Graffiti was nominated for Best Supporting Actress (Candy Clark), Best Director, Best Editing, Best Picture and Best Original Screenplay. Cindy Williams contended for Best Supporting Actress at the BAFTAs, George Lucas received a Directors Guild of America Award nomination, and the trio of Lucas, Gloria Katz and Willard Huyck was presented with a Writers Guild of America Award nomination for Best Original Screenplay – Comedy. The Golden Globes lauded the coming of age tale with Best Picture – Musical or Comedy and Most Promising Newcomer – Male (Paul Le Mat) while handing out nominations for Best Director, and Best Actor – Musical or Comedy (Richard Dreyfuss). “In a way, the film was made so my father won’t think of those as wasted years,” remarked George Lucas. “I can say I was doing research, though I didn’t know it at the time.” American Graffiti was inducted into the National Film Registry in 1995.

“American Graffiti gave George the success and money he needed to found Lucasfilm, and he immediately set out to bring the vision we shared into reality – the way he saw it,” observed Francis Ford Coppola. “I always see images flash in my head, and I just have to make those scenes,” revealed George Lucas. “I have an overwhelming drive to get that great shot of the two spaceships, one firing at the other as they drive through the space fortress. By God I want to see it. That image is in my head, and I won’t rest until I see it on the screen.” True to his word, Lucas established Industrial Light & Magic (ILM) in 1975. “There was no alternative. I was making this huge special effects movie, and there was no special effects company around that could handle that kind of project.” There was another reason for founding ILM. “If you hire [Douglas] Trumbull to do your special effects he does your special effects. I was nervous about that. I wanted to be able to say, ‘It must look like this, not that.’”

His independent, creative and entrepreneurial spirit would be put to the test when George Lucas attempted to make his space opera into a cinematic reality.

Continue to part two.

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Trevor Hogg is a freelance video editor and writer who currently resides in Canada.

DVD Review - As Far As My Feet Will Carry Me (2001)

As Far As My Feet Will Carry Me, 2001.

Directed by Hardy Martins.
Starring Bernhard Bettermann, Iris Böhm and Anatoliy Kotenyov.

As Far As My Feet Will Carry Me
SYNOPSIS:

A German soldier escapes a Siberian labour camp and must brave 8,000 miles of unforgiving terrain, freezing temperatures and constant danger to reunite with his wife and child.

As Far As My Feet Will Carry Me
Last year Peter Weir made his directorial return with The Way Back, a star studded and old fashioned tale about the possibly true and possibly grossly exaggerated escape of a group of Polish prisoners of war from a Siberian gulag. Its critical reception was mixed, with some praising the film’s ambition and visuals, whilst others bemoaned its fatal lack of emotional engagement. However a German film, As Far As My Feet Will Carry Me, beat Weir’s epic to the broad concept by nine years.

Released in 2001 As Far As My Feet Will Carry Me, now available on DVD, follows a German officer fleeing from imprisonment on Siberia’s easternmost shore. And for this reason its ethical foundations are considerably flimsier and more controversial than The Way Back’s.

This is saying something because The Way Back was based on a bestseller by Slavomir Rawicz, which since publication, has been disputed and branded a fake from a number of sources. And yet Weir’s film is unlikely to be attacked for historical bias of any kind. The story of Poles and Jews getting one over on their persecutors, be they German or Russian, is a common and acceptable one. Make your hero a German who has fought for a Nazi controlled state and buying into the character becomes far more complex.

Some might say that the way in which As Far As My Feet Will Carry Me is told twists and distorts historical fact. We see Bernhard Betterman’s Clemens Forell hug his wife and young daughter goodbye on the platform in 1944 Germany. Then we cut swiftly to Forell being sentenced to 25 years forced labour in Siberia. He is charged with war crimes but the implication is that Forell is being unfairly condemned by corrupt and vengeful Communists. Then there is a long and grim train journey across the cold expanse of Russia, with glimpses of the grim hardships to come. Finally, exhausted from malnutrition and a hike through the snow, they are thrust into life at a camp.

Throughout all of this we discover nothing about Forell’s war record and his potential sins and little too about his political sympathies. He is shown to be a compassionate and brave man though; in other words a typical hero. He treasures the picture of his family and uses it for galvanising motivation that replaces the sustenance of food and drink. It is never explicitly mentioned during the camp scenes and moments of inhumane, cruel punishment but the shadow hanging over the story the whole time is that of Auschwitz and other Nazi death camps. You can’t help but feel uneasy as your sympathies inevitably gather around Forell in his struggle.

Of course the debate about the moralities of the Second World War and the balance of its sins can hardly be squeezed into a film review. Indeed the sensible view is probably to admit that it’s an unsolvable problem; evil was committed on both sides on an unimaginable scale. Stalin’s Russia was carrying out atrocities throughout the 1930s, long before the worst of Hitler’s cruelties were inflicted and on a larger scale than the Holocaust. It’s impossible to reason with or categorize such statistics of death and horrific eyewitness anecdotes. But this is a film that unavoidably makes the viewer think about such issues and not necessarily in the best of ways.

I don’t object to a story from a German soldier’s perspective. In fact I find it refreshing and necessary to witness an often overlooked point of view. But As Far As My Feet Will Carry Me glosses over too much at times, so that it becomes ethically dubious, compromising and limiting your investment in the narrative. The filmmakers will probably argue they are simply telling the story from Forell’s viewpoint alone. I think this argument falls down because of the film’s other weaknesses in plausibility though.

As Forell slowly makes his way back, first through Siberian snow, then Siberian summers and on through other outposts of the USSR, in a muddled route elongated by the help and hindrance of kind (and not so kind) strangers, we are continually shown glimpses of his waiting family in Germany. These scenes are so unconvincing that they spark the questions about the rest of the film.

The lives of his family are completely unaffected by the war, with only two exceptions; one is his ever present absence and the other a throwaway remark by the son Forell has never met, which his mother labels “Yankee talk”. Presumably they have therefore encountered American occupiers in some way. Forell’s daughter is only ever shown getting upset or dreaming about her lost father. I’m not being callous but the girl was young when her father left and her reaction is so simplistic that it punctures the believability of the entire story. I’m not saying she wouldn’t be absolutely devastated by her father’s absence but she would perhaps have moved on in some way. The possibility of Forell’s wife finding another man is never raised and they never give him up for dead.

All of this, coupled with the chief of security from the Siberian camp pursuing Forell across Russia like an ultimate nemesis, transforms As Far As My Feet Will Carry Me into am unrealistic fairytale. Forell is helped by a Jew at one point but the issue is merely touched upon. The period elements of this film are so secondary that they become redundant, but then the film does not claim to be “inspired by true events”.

It’s possible to enjoy this film if you look at it as simply one man’s impossible journey back to his impossibly perfect family. At way over two hours long, As Far As My Feet Will Carry Me is hopelessly brutal at times but somehow snappy too. It’s an engaging enough example of traditional storytelling, despite my doubts, but the only truths to be found are symbolic and stereotypical.

Liam Trim (follow me on Twitter)

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Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Five Essential... Guilty Pleasure Childhood Movies of the 80s

Dominic O'Brien selects his Five Essential Guilty Pleasure Childhood Movies of the 80s…

Oh how I love 80s filmmaking. Honestly no other decade within film (at least to my knowledge) contains more cult film features that span from kids films, through to long forgotten action and horror films. One such sub-genre which seems to have grown in popularity (possibly due in part to the internet) is that of guilty pleasure films from our childhood.

Sure there are those classic 80s kid flicks which have stood the test of time; The Goonies, Ghostbusters, Indiana Jones and The Karate Kid to name a few. But what about those lesser seen almost unheard of features. The ones your parents (or maybe you) got out when the better films where already rented.

Obviously I am speaking for myself here, but when I was younger these films were considered cinematic marvels. So sit down, grab a bean bag, sip from your favorite childhood tipple and indulge in my top five Guilty Pleasure Childhood Movies of the 80s...

5 – The Garbage Pail Kids Movie (1987)

Anyone brought up in the 80s knew of the collectable cards these were based on. Sick, revolting, un-pc and utterly brilliant, this really only could have been a product of the 80s. I would love to see something like this made today, but then I don’t think it would contain the same charm (or distinct disgustingness) that made it what it was all those years ago. Considered one of the worst films ever made, but what actually makes it so bad? Well it contains one of the most god awful song and dance routines ever committed to film (it will haunt your nightmares). It becomes painfully clear how the same sets are constantly reused and it is filled with woeful dialogue. This is so amazingly awful that it truly has to be seen to be believed. With characters such as Valerie Vomit, Windy Winston and Greaser Greg how could you not want to see this?


4 - Mac and Me (1988)

Essentially an E.T. rip-off (about 5 years too late), this has now gained an almost notorious, cult film following (myself unfortunately included). It is almost as though the film was funded by McDonald’s and its hard not to notice the rather strange, mass dance-off in said eatery. There are moments (which when watched now) that do provoke uncontrollable fits of laughter such as; the rather obvious use of a stunt dummy during a characters fall off a cliff, the over reliance on product placement and the stiff puppet movements of the title character. When all is said and done its still a rip-off, but a rip-off with a little bit of heart underneath its product placement visuals.



3 - Little Monsters (1989)

During my younger years this movie was responsible for being afraid about what could be under the bed. It is in fact an over looked dark children's fantasy, although it was probably responsible for traumatising more children then actually entertaining them. Howie Mandell (the voice of Gizmo from Gremlins) proves to an eccentric and (sometimes) frightening friend to a young Fred Savage. The monster city is almost Burton-esque in its design and the films climax still manages to produce chills and nightmares in equal measure. The image of the head monster (dressed as a public school boy) still fills me with dread.




2 - Ghost Chase (1988)

This cheaply made kids film was (a then young) Roland Emmerich’s first film as director. Far removed from his more recent mega expensive, mega explosive and mega awful films that he churns out now. This feature (much like the others on this list) holds a special place in my film heart. For starters I had always been mesmerized by the VHS cover art, it was both frightening and intriguing. It used Belouis Some’s ‘Imagination’ (a piece of pure 80s power pop) within the trailer and has a great showdown with a haunted suit of armor. Plus what other film are you likely to see that has a spirit of a dead butler possess a movie prop puppet? Low budget and underrated, this is a must for all cult film fans.



1 - Howard The Duck (1986)

I can already hear the boos on this choice, but (with the more astute among you already guessing) I really...rather....like....Howard the Duck. Now that I've lost all critical respect I want to tell you the reasons why. Yes it's an awful film and one which is unable to judge what target audience its actually aiming for (is it for teenagers or pre-teens?). What it does have is what I like to call the three C's of bad filmmaking; charm, cheese and cult appeal. Three things which help make this so much more then a bog standard comic book film. Howard is a fun character and has some truly corny one-liners; “No one laughs at a master of Quack Fu!” or “No duck is an island”. While its hard not to enjoy the stop-motion, Harryhausen inspired climax (which has stood the test of time). Only issue I have is the slightly dubious human / water foul love affair. Barring that the theme song is annoyingly catchy.

Honourable mentions:

The Gate (1987)
Hawk the Slayer (1981)
Masters of the Universe (1987)
The Last Starfighter (1984)

Agree? Disagree? We'd love to hear your thoughts...

Dominic O'Brien is an aspiring writer and filmmaker; he is a cult film fanatic and continues to seek out the weirdest and strangest films committed to celluloid.

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Turning The Page: Robopocalypse by Daniel H. Wilson

Trevor Hogg reviews Robopocalypse by Daniel H. Wilson...

Writing in a breezy and plain manner, Daniel H. Wilson, who obtained a Ph.D. in robotics from Carnegie Mellon, has entered into the realm of science fiction thriller. If Wilson is able to channel his youthful and mischievous enthusiasm into more polished adult yarns he could become the next Michael Crichton. Oscar-winning moviemaker Steven Spielberg certainly believes in Wilson’s literary talent as he acquired the film rights to the latest effort from the Portland, Oregon based novelist before the book even had found a publisher.

Divided into five major sections, Robopocalypse chronicles the rise and fall of a malevolent artificial intelligence which highjacks everyday and military technology, such as smart cars, toys, domestic robots, and tanks, and converts them into lethal predators. The devastating World War III between men and machines is documented through a series of vignettes compiled via a transcript composed by human resistance fighter Cormac “Bright Boy” Wallace; he combines his personal recollections with the material obtained from a black box once belonging to Archos, the robotic nemesis that has a genocidal mission to annihilate humanity in a way that makes Adolf Hitler seem like a schoolyard bully.

Focusing more on the human struggle to survive as opposed to the machines’ is the smart choice, as well as the incorporation of short chapters as the tale becomes more interesting and speeds along to its conclusion. “I intentionally included very little science fiction up front,” stated Daniel H. Wilson in the Doubleday press release. “That’s the scariest part of Robopocalypse – that it’s feasible. There are no glinting robot armies from outer space, just the ordinary technology of our lives turning on us, ripping apart our civilization, and then evolving into something that human beings never intended.”

Cinematically, I will enjoy seeing the eerie city street scene where all the cellphones in the surrounding area ring as a computer hacker is stalked by Archos. The one element I have a hard time getting my mind around is the Japanese storyline where an infatuated computer genius seeks to save his virus-infected robotic pleasure doll. The inclusion of the characters from the Osaga Nation is a nice touch as Native Americas too often serve as a forgotten footnote in American culture. For those who seek light entertainment with a futuristic twist Robopocalypse is a worthwhile read; and for their added enjoyment, Steven Spielberg will be working his movie magic to bring the world created by Daniel H. Wilson to the big screen in 2013.


Order Robopocalypse from Amazon and visit Daniel H. Wilson's website here.

Be sure to check out Trevor's two-part interview with Daniel H. Wilson - Novel Thoughts and Rising to the Big Screen.

Trevor Hogg is a freelance video editor and writer who currently resides in Canada.