23.8.16

Mission: Impossible – Rogue Nation 《職業特工隊:叛逆帝國》

This is about how to make action movies.

Acting along the mainstream, I ranked Mad Max: Fury Road as my #1 pick last year. However, I'm here to bring up what I regard as one of the most underrated action flicks of last year – Mission: Impossible – Rogue Nation.

Rogue Nation was indeed very well-received with a 93% at Rotten Tomatoes. However, with its thunder stolen by (the admittedly superior) Fury Road, it was quickly forgotten by the end of the year, appearing on almost nobody's year-end list and scoring few to none nominations at the awards circuit.  In my opinion, if there's ever going to be a Mission: Impossible film getting near awards nominations, it's this one. Its predecessors in the franchise are all solid entries, with the excellent Brad Bird-directed Ghost Protocol, but Rogue Nation still easily outclasses all of them. It's all the more amazing that its release was pushed up front for half a year (likely helped by its reliance on practical stunt work instead of CGI).

The writing of the film is thrillingly terrible. Terrible, because the formula is very by-the-books; thrilling, because there's always a slight element of surprise in the execution. The plot is indeed nothing special – the IMF (not the International Monetary Fund) has been disbanded! There's an unlikable new director! The bad guys are from a shadowy organization which turns out to be unrealistically super powerful! It sounds like a boringly clichéd plot and is eerily similar to the James Bond entry, Spectre, from the same year (more on that later).

However, what matters is the execution. I was very worried when Christopher McQuarrie, famous for writing The Usual Suspects, was announced as the director. His directorial skills were at doubt. However, he gave us an array of scenes that were flawlessly directed. The plane. The vinyl store. Breaking into Ethan Hunt's apartment. The Opera House. The boat. The water dive. The car chase. The motorcycle chase. Liverpool Street Station. And the finale. These scenes aren't necessarily action scenes in the style of Transformers. However, they are still vividly remembered in my head for their slick execution and stunningly cinematic quality with a great sense of vision coming from McQuarrie.

Everyone's favorite – the Opera scene!

Mission: Impossible films have always been about the action set-pieces. Audiences dearly remember the memorable wire sequence from Brian De Palma's first entry, and of course the jaw-dropping Burj Khalifa sequence from Ghost Protocol. Just when everyone had been scratching their heads on how Tom Cruise (and everyone else behind the franchise) would improve on that, they gave us not one – but two – set-pieces that were not only fantastically spectacular, but also meticulously placed in the grand scheme of things. After those two set-pieces (which were deservedly hyped through relentless marketing), I kept on thinking – how on earth are they gonna top that for the third act/finale? In true spy fashion, the film gave us a classic espionage scene along with shadowy figures running through the dark streets of London in a manner reminiscent of The Third Man and other film noir classics. Instead of topping it with more spectacle, they returned to the basics, and gave us classic and rewarding entertainment. Brilliant.

I can't find a clip of the brilliant finale on YouTube, so a still will suffice.
The still doesn't do it justice though.
The formula for Rogue Nation – and for all other brilliant action films like the aforementioned Fury Road – is to constantly keep your audiences at the edge of the seat. Give your characters sufficient motivation and move things quickly enough so that audiences will forget about the simplicity (or, in some cases, downright stupidity) of your plot.

Now, I'm going to talk about Spectre, a film that completely failed that formula.

Skyfall, Spectre's critically acclaimed predecessor, uses that formula as well. In Skyfall, Silva's plot is also stupid and filled with plot holes. However, the film moves so snappily that audiences don't think about the plot holes. Combine that with set-pieces or scenes that are cinematic like Rogue Nation's (mostly due to Roger Deakins's fantastic cinematography), you have a 92% on Rotten Tomatoes.

Spectre, in contrast, moves crazily slowly, and has no memorable set-pieces whatsoever. The problem of moving so slowly is that audiences have time to realize how stupid the plot is and how out of motivation the characters are. In contrast, the characters of Rogue Nation have clear motivations and always stick to them. The character arc of Ilsa Faust, the badass femme fatale whose motivations are unclear at first, comes to a complete circle at the end. In Spectre, the opening scene is labelled by many as the only redeeming part of the film, but all I see is pointless James-Bond-getting-into-bed-with-a-woman (this happens again AND again, in the age of political correctness!), and wrestling on a helicopter. Nothing particularly impressive. The car chase offers nothing except cars looking cool, the train fight has people questioning why Bond isn't dead yet, and the finale is simply nothing like Rogue Nation's (also set in London). The action is as un-cinematic as it gets – the glass box trick is a million times smarter and slicker than whatever Bond did to defeat the villain. The villain is built up to be oh-so-powerful but we are always TOLD not SHOWN of the mayhem he creates. The more I think about it, the more I dislike the film for its dry execution and dreadful writing.

Four minutes of pointlessness. The scene runs for ten.

The nail on the coffin is how Rogue Nation has Ilsa Faust, who is played by the scene-stealing Rebecca Ferguson and is just as charismatic and powerful as the male protagonist, while Spectre's women are only there for Bond to have sex with. This was a problem with Skyfall, and saw no improvement under Sam Mendes's direction and the same writing team's work. In short, I love the underrated Rogue Nation and my mind keeps coming back to how cinematic it is, while Spectre is something I have no interest in revisiting.

21.8.16

《長頸鹿三部曲》

在三部曲我們回歸長頸鹿的伏法
很多很多年以後長頸鹿不再守望歲月和孩子,孩子也已經是為了老人
老人修葺陳舊的燈塔並且信仰星宿
長頸鹿是異教徒得燒死
對他們說長頸鹿非死不可
要掩蓋他的姓名及名字否定它作為蘇格拉底的可能
對 質問他
長頸鹿被從月亮垂下的繩子吊死
死前蕩一蕩千秋
老人們散落隨著星宿像流光打破燈膽一樣流逝並且死去
他們的孩子也沒有生還,於是大地成為一片荒原
於是蒙頭的蘇格拉底夜晚點燈巡遊
在灰白的大草原尋找孩子的靈魂
-在他們成為老人以前,他們注定不會成為長頸鹿
歲月們高歌狂歡黎明不會到來黎明被放逐如同遠方

《長頸鹿二部曲》

長頸鹿二部曲談論他本體上的意義雖然具有藝術性
但已經發生過(歐陽江河)
我們所以今天談論鳥的形狀
(有抄襲的嫌疑)
鳥像一把手槍他打出來
明年秋天才會回歸
然而長頸鹿橫跨了北回歸線
他守候群鳥的時候
鳥群還沒有成形
所以在有形狀以前
長頸鹿追尋極光
並不是大麻所致
你說如果像直視極光一樣能夠直視太陽
我們的眼睛會有多偉大

《長頸鹿》

長頸鹿沒有那麼多哲學病要解決
不用幻想如果他的頸比群樹更短
或者比群山更長
他就可以看見露水的世
在短與長之間有一種黏貼的不流動的空間灰白色的
琥珀
冰封了幸福的這樣一代人,他們的孩子沒有父母
一整代的孤兒 你可像出于本能一樣於野草之間
呼喊,呼喊是本能
長頸鹿頸長

19.8.16

The BFG《吹夢的巨人》

I'm afilmcionado, this is my first fully-fledged film review, and it's a striking departure from Wu Ki Lee's work. Allow me to apologize in advance if you find the quality to be subpar.

I watched The BFG, otherwise known as《吹夢的巨人》in Hong Kong, yesterday. The name has proven to be undesirable for marketing. What is a/the "BFG"? If you aren't a fan of Roald Dahl, you might not know, and I think that has hurt the film's box office intake immensely. The box office returns have been severely underwhelming for a Summer blockbuster directed by Spielberg. A much better decision is to call it "The Big Friendly Giant", which is clear, concise, and on point.
It takes roughly two times the budget for a film to break even at the box office.
The film's failure at the box office has perhaps damaged its reputation (after all, it's not a pleasant thing to be called a 'flop'). My review might as well act as an apology.

To no one's surprise, films directed by Steven Spielberg are at least good. Along with the usual Spielberg crew (e.g. Janusz Kaminski, John Williams, etcetera), this one even has the late Melissa Mathison (E.T.) serving as scriptwriter, Hollywood's leading producer Kathleen Kennedy behind, and most recent Oscar-winner Mark Rylance on screen. And of course, most importantly, the source material is arguably the most beloved story by one of the best – if not the best – children's writers of the last century, Roald Dahl. With such a great background, the hype for the film during its production and before its premiere at Cannes was oddly subdued and reaction from critics and audiences alike have been lukewarm at best. Why is that so?


Unfortunately, I have my fair share of criticisms.


Just by looking at the frame, don't you spot something uncanny?

Once the film started, it immediately reminded me of Spielberg's completely animated The Adventures of Tintin as well as Robert Zemeckis's ventures into motion capture and 3D animation during the 2000s (see: The Polar Express). Spielberg has worked with performance capture for Tintin before, and the industry-leading motion capture tech was at his fingertips. The production designers worked hard to create a motion capture-friendly set for the cast to work in, and the titular Giant was undoubtedly Rylance. Despite all of that, the picture quality was simply unsatisfactory and, in lack of a better word, creepy. Live action performance capture is difficult, but doable, and doesn't always require Avatar-level budgets (see: the brilliant Rise of the Planet of the Apes made with $93 million). With The BFG's budget of $140 million, I'd much rather Spielberg do the film in Tintin-style (even though I can see the reasons of doing it in live action and I'll explain it later). After all, Tintin was wildly enjoyable and I'm still waiting for its sequel today.

My other criticisms have something to do with the writing. Every film needs a story with high points and low points. However, it was difficult for the audience to keep up with the changing tempo when we follow a relatively intense scene with a slow one that tried to build up the trademark Spielberg sentimentality. That occurred for a few times and despite John Williams's greatest efforts to shape the changing mood with his score, it was still off-putting and worse, reduced the effect of the emotional poignancy.

The hugest challenge of adapting any Dahl property is getting his distinctly dark tone right. He wrote children's stories, but they were stories that involved Giants crushing children with their molars and witches transforming children into rodents. 1990's The Witches definitely amped up the horror but sadly undid that by including an ending that is in direct opposition of the story's spirit. For The BFG, Spielberg masterfully played up the wonder and marvel of Dahl's universe (those "dreams"!) but similar to The Witches, reduced the brutality. Never do we feel the evil Giants as a real, cruel threat. We don't see the Giants grabbing children out of dorm windows, and don't even expect to see them doing that in Sweden and America (as written in the book). The Giants lack a backstory, which was hinted at (Giants used to be nice?) but quickly glossed over. The villains's lack of depth hurt the story a lot, which is a part of the bigger problem of not being gutsy enough to portray Dahl's darkness. It's not as unforgivable as The Witches's ending, but certainly is a missed opportunity.

The Grand High Witch from The Witches looks way scarier than any of those
 man-eating giants from The BFG. Prosthetic's better than CGI I guess!
Other than that, the film was fine and better than anything else this Summer has to offer. The BFG was my favorite book when I was 10. I read parts of it every day and couldn't help but revisit the chapter about the Queen's breakfast again and again. Reading Sophie sitting on the windowsill and The BFG munching his bacons gave me an irresistible giddiness from the bottom of my heart. I'm very glad that Spielberg was able to translate that giddiness to the film medium as I relived my childhood almost beat-by-beat. There was no other director who was more perfect to do that job and Spielberg executed it flawlessly.


There were other moments of greatness as well (e.g. the final shot of the teaser trailer, in which we see The BFG's hand engulfing Sophie). I can't believe the Dahl estate actually allowed Mathison to introduce new plot elements. (Dahl was enraged at the changes made at adapting his stories, such as the aforementioned case of The Witches and the case of the classic Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory). Mathison actually pulled off the impossible task of improving upon Dahl's story. Dahl's diction was also very unique – he basically invented his own language with words like "frobscottle" and "whizzpopping". There was no better choice to make than to keep Dahl's dialogue verbatim, and I'm very glad the writers did that as well.

Rylance was unsurprisingly great, and Ruby Barnhill who played our female protagonist Sophie was good but not great. As per usual for Spielberg films, the cinematography, score, production design, and everything else were all top-notch. Despite being a little hungry for more, as a Roald Dahl fanatic, I'm satisfied. The BFG earns a 4 out of 5.

P.s. at the age of 69, Spielberg has shown no signs of stopping. Can't wait for Ready Player One, The Kidnapping of Edgardo Mortara, and Indiana Jones 5!