Monday, July 22, 2013

APOCALYPSE CANCELLED: PACIFIC RIM




For a $200-million movie about robots beating up on generic giant monsters (and that's literally all it's about), the biggest surprise about Pacific Rim is how underimagined it all feels. This is especially shocking when considering that it comes from the fertile fantasy-inspired brain of Guillermo Del Toro. (Is the movie getting the benefit of the doubt in some circles because of how well-loved were his Hellboy movies, and Pan's Labyrinth, and The Devil's Backbone?) Pacific Rim is packed with visually incoherent, almost claustrophobic battles-- Del Toro goes for atmosphere by shooting everything in close, and usually at night, in the rain. The camera is never far enough away from the action to allow us to get our bearings, and after a few minutes I longed for a simple long shot. There is one early on (seen above), a glimpse of a Kaiju bearing down on a city, in which the camera holds still, and the shot communicates the horror of true scale, of being borne down upon by an unfathomably large beast-- but that shot is a rare and fleeting thrill among the visual noise surrounding it.

Two years later I can still remember sequences and images from the equally dumb, but deliriously silly Transformers: Dark Side of the Moon. But a single day after seeing Del Toro's dud I can barely remember a thing in it that isn't called Rinko Kikuchi, as a would-be robot pilot with lots of past trauma left to process, or Idris Elba, who couldn't not be imposing as the gleefully named Stacker Pentecost, leader of the robot resistance. (It's another annoyance that the movie never builds on the hopes raised by that name, which alone is as funny as Pacific Rim gets.) Both actors do their best to etch human impressions among all the artfully worn steel and clammy Blade Runner-style visual borrowings, but among all this noise it truly is a losing battle. (Charlie Hunnam, lead hunky robot pilot, is functional but really hasn't much to do besides look noble and good and hunky.)

There's nothing in Pacific Rim to match that horrifying metallic worm in Transformers: Dark of the Moon burrowing its way through buildings, or the sweat-inducing scene in which our heroes cling to life inside a toppling skyscraper, or some of the beautifully vertiginous images in which Michael Bay put 3D to use. As a trade-off, Pacific Rim offers a midsection pregnant with dull exposition, dumb comic relief (the motormouthed Charlie Day fares well as a breathless biologist, but Burn Gorman as his stuffy partner, channeling a bad Terry-Thomas impersonation, is only grating) and the clunkiest writing of the director's career. The would-be Agincourt-style inspirational speech with which he saddles Elba to rally the worn-down robot pilots ("We're canceling the apocalypse!") isn't even up to the level of Braveheart, let alone Shakespeare-- it's over almost as soon as it starts, and what's there fizzles like a damp analog circuit board.

But that's indicative of the movie as a whole-- Del Toro's monster mash makes a hell of a racket, but it goes nowhere, and not particularly fast at that. The sinking feeling I got from watching the trailers, which was dissipated somewhat by some of the decent reviews, came back very quickly as I waited for the endless battle sequences to amount to something-- anything-- but the conclusion of Pacific Rim ends up as routine as everything that came before it, and just as exhausting as well. Much has been made of Del Toro and how he links his cinematic genius here with the sensibility of a 12-year-old boy and his toy-inspired imagination, but after seeing the actual result of that marriage the enthusiasm seems more like rationalization to me. I'd rather see what inspired Del Toro-- the delirious, low-tech action sequences staged by Ishiro Honda and Eiji Tsuburaya-- than sit through another round of his Rock' Em-Sock 'Em Robots vs. Scary Horde of Interchangeable Terrors, and mostly for the reasons stated here. And so I shall...



By the way, Godzilla vs. Monster Zero is now playing on Netflix Streaming. I recommend it highly.

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8 comments:

Terry McCarty said...

Thought Burn Gorman was doing a "get me a lower-priced Crispin Glover" impression.

Dennis Cozzalio said...

I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but you may have gotten closer than I did, Terry!

Jeff Gee said...

You rated "The Thing That Couldn't Die" half a star over "The Brain That Couldn't Die"?? Words fail me.

Dennis Cozzalio said...
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Dennis Cozzalio said...

I've been getting good at failing people, Jeff!

By the way, the TRAILERS FROM HELL guys are finishing up calculations as we speak (I didn't have a hand in that part), so they should be ready to announce the winners of the contest soon!

Anonymous said...

He should have a done a movie on the Ron Perlman character (Hannibal Chau), the dealer in monster body parts. It would have been more entertaining and he probably could have saved 30-50 million in production costs.

Jeff Gee said...

If you sat through "Thing" and "Brain" on the same night, one after the other, which I see is not only possible but likely since TCM ran them back to back a few days ago, then holy cow. Words fail me again, but they are completely different words.

Dennis Cozzalio said...

One right after another it was. Delirium set in rather quickly.