In this age of diminished expectations, many film lovers -- critics and
paying viewers alike -- have come to approach any given summer blockbuster with
some small mad hope that maybe, just maybe, it won't suck. That maybe it'll
provide, maybe, just a smidgen of the entertainment and sensationalistic value
it promises. This expectation is often particularly feeble when the summer
blockbuster in question is an attempted reboot, or direr still, an
attempted re-reboot, of a beloved blockbuster classic and/or its concomitant
franchise offshoot.
Such would be the case, trepidation-wise, as far as "Rise of the Planet of the Apes" -- a
reconsideration of the how-apes-came-to-rule-our-planet mythology first put
forward in the '70's films "Escape From the Planet of the Apes," "Conquest of the Planet of the Apes" and "Battle for the Planet of the Apes" -- is
concerned. Even those who don't have a particularly religious attitude toward
the original classic sci-fi franchise could be forgiven for greeting this
prospect with some slight dread. So it's my pleasure to report that not only
does "Rise of the Planet of the Apes" not suck, but is in fact very nearly close
to completely awesome, and is the best sci-fi blockbuster of the summer, in a
walk, even.
The picture begins both promisingly and unpromisingly. James Franco plays Will Rodman, a
genius medical researcher working for a profit-hungry futuristic pharma. Having
made a breakthrough on a brain-recovery drug, Rodman paces around, badgering his
slickster boss Jacobs (David Oyelowo), saying things like,
"We're ready," and, "One shot is all I need." Yeesh. Soon enough, though, we're
in a very effective sequence cross-cutting Rodman and Jacobs' enthusiastic pitch
to the board and the complete freakout of the lab animal on whom said
breakthrough was made. The sequence ends with a bang, and then a twist, and from
that point on, despite occasional provisional lapses into lazy storytelling (a
period of eight years elapses, and the characters never age; the aforementioned
brain-recovery drug remains available to Rodman despite the plug having been
pulled on his project; and one scene suggests that Rodman and Jacobs haven't had
a single conversation in the aforementioned eight years), the movie really keeps
its eye on the ball.
Super-smart adopted chimp Caesar, beloved of Rodman, Rodman's Alzheimer's
stricken dad (John Lithgow) (it's for his sake
-- "personal feelings" that Rodman's boss has advised him against getting
too caught up with -- that Rodman's so passionate about developing the
brain-recovery drug) and a kindly, and wise, and hot veterinarian (Freida Pinto), is brilliant and
agile but has a lousy time on first contact with the outside world. And the more
he encounters humans, the more he's oppressed by them, and once he's locked up
in a "primate sanctuary" run by a shady Brian Cox and looked after by a nasty
Tom Felton, he really begins to
acquire revolutionary consciousness. After which he rallies his fellow primates
to assert their identities and forge a more lasting union, as it were.
Caesar is embodied by a motion-captured and CGI-manipulated Andy Serkis, who was Gollum in the
"Lord of the Rings" trilogy and "King Kong" in the Peter Jackson remake. His work here
is superb, and the film's nods to the classic originals are affectionate and
apt, and some of the references are cleverer still: Naming a particularly nasty
chimp who becomes Caesar's lieutenant/enforcer Koba was a nice touch. And while
some of the CGI still tends to the cartoonish, for the most part it's seamlessly
integrated into both the action scenes and the more character-driven stuff.
And the climactic battle between ape and man, enacted on the Golden Gate
Bridge, is more than just state-of-the-art sci-fi effects-driven filmmaking;
it's utterly inspired filmmaking, period. Here's hoping director Rupert Wyatt
and co-screenwriters (and producers) Rick Jaffa and Amanda Silver stay on the
case for any future "Apes" films; one gets the feeling here that they've got
both the chops and imagination to deliver quite a bit more exhilaration in this
department.
Glenn Kenny is chief film critic for MSN Movies. He was the chief film
critic for Premiere magazine from 1998 to 2007. He contributes to various
publications and websites, and blogs at http://somecamerunning.typepad.com. He lives in
Brooklyn.
For more movie news, follow MSN Movies on Facebook and Twitter.
In this age of diminished expectations, many film lovers -- critics and
paying viewers alike -- have come to approach any given summer blockbuster with
some small mad hope that maybe, just maybe, it won't suck. That maybe it'll
provide, maybe, just a smidgen of the entertainment and sensationalistic value
it promises. This expectation is often particularly feeble when the summer
blockbuster in question is an attempted reboot, or direr still, an
attempted re-reboot, of a beloved blockbuster classic and/or its concomitant
franchise offshoot.
Such would be the case, trepidation-wise, as far as "Rise of the Planet of the Apes" -- a
reconsideration of the how-apes-came-to-rule-our-planet mythology first put
forward in the '70's films "Escape From the Planet of the Apes," "Conquest of the Planet of the Apes" and "Battle for the Planet of the Apes" -- is
concerned. Even those who don't have a particularly religious attitude toward
the original classic sci-fi franchise could be forgiven for greeting this
prospect with some slight dread. So it's my pleasure to report that not only
does "Rise of the Planet of the Apes" not suck, but is in fact very nearly close
to completely awesome, and is the best sci-fi blockbuster of the summer, in a
walk, even.
The picture begins both promisingly and unpromisingly. James Franco plays Will Rodman, a
genius medical researcher working for a profit-hungry futuristic pharma. Having
made a breakthrough on a brain-recovery drug, Rodman paces around, badgering his
slickster boss Jacobs (David Oyelowo), saying things like,
"We're ready," and, "One shot is all I need." Yeesh. Soon enough, though, we're
in a very effective sequence cross-cutting Rodman and Jacobs' enthusiastic pitch
to the board and the complete freakout of the lab animal on whom said
breakthrough was made. The sequence ends with a bang, and then a twist, and from
that point on, despite occasional provisional lapses into lazy storytelling (a
period of eight years elapses, and the characters never age; the aforementioned
brain-recovery drug remains available to Rodman despite the plug having been
pulled on his project; and one scene suggests that Rodman and Jacobs haven't had
a single conversation in the aforementioned eight years), the movie really keeps
its eye on the ball.
Super-smart adopted chimp Caesar, beloved of Rodman, Rodman's Alzheimer's
stricken dad (John Lithgow) (it's for his sake
-- "personal feelings" that Rodman's boss has advised him against getting
too caught up with -- that Rodman's so passionate about developing the
brain-recovery drug) and a kindly, and wise, and hot veterinarian (Freida Pinto), is brilliant and
agile but has a lousy time on first contact with the outside world. And the more
he encounters humans, the more he's oppressed by them, and once he's locked up
in a "primate sanctuary" run by a shady Brian Cox and looked after by a nasty
Tom Felton, he really begins to
acquire revolutionary consciousness. After which he rallies his fellow primates
to assert their identities and forge a more lasting union, as it were.
Caesar is embodied by a motion-captured and CGI-manipulated Andy Serkis, who was Gollum in the
"Lord of the Rings" trilogy and "King Kong" in the Peter Jackson remake. His work here
is superb, and the film's nods to the classic originals are affectionate and
apt, and some of the references are cleverer still: Naming a particularly nasty
chimp who becomes Caesar's lieutenant/enforcer Koba was a nice touch. And while
some of the CGI still tends to the cartoonish, for the most part it's seamlessly
integrated into both the action scenes and the more character-driven stuff.
And the climactic battle between ape and man, enacted on the Golden Gate
Bridge, is more than just state-of-the-art sci-fi effects-driven filmmaking;
it's utterly inspired filmmaking, period. Here's hoping director Rupert Wyatt
and co-screenwriters (and producers) Rick Jaffa and Amanda Silver stay on the
case for any future "Apes" films; one gets the feeling here that they've got
both the chops and imagination to deliver quite a bit more exhilaration in this
department.
Glenn Kenny is chief film critic for MSN Movies. He was the chief film
critic for Premiere magazine from 1998 to 2007. He contributes to various
publications and websites, and blogs at http://somecamerunning.typepad.com. He lives in
Brooklyn.
For more movie news, follow MSN Movies on Facebook and Twitter.