Showing posts with label Lily James. Show all posts
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Thursday, February 11, 2016

Pride and Prejudice and Zombies



**Spoiler Alert**

Director: Burr Steers/Starring: Sam Riley, Lily James, Charles Dance, Sally Phillips, Lena Headey, Douglas Booth and Jack Huston

There are certain novels and plays that have been adapted--over-adapted--for the big screen. Two of them; Hamlet and Pride and Prejudice, have been interpreted so many times as to be nauseating. With Jane Austen film adaptation fatigue now in full effect, along comes Pride and Prejudice and Zombies; a re-imagining of the Austen classic which pits the now-famous characters against--what else; zombies. The idea seemed inspired and fun and I thought it would be a sure winner. Director Burr Steers' film, based on the novel by Seth Grahame-Smith, may remind one of another film adapted from another of the author's works: Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter. Unfortunately, like AL: VH, Steers' film lacks what it needs most: a mirthful, tongue-in-cheek spirit that has little time for earnestness. The title in Steers' film suggests that nothing in the story will be serious, yet that is the direction to which the narrative stubbornly leads; to my personal regret and the filmmaker's peril.

Having read Austen's novel in college and having sat through several big screen iterations, the last thing I need in my lifetime is another straight interpretation. Though I really like film adaptations of Austen's other novels, I feel I've had my fill of corsets, rigid social customs and women fixated on finding their ideal mates. What I wanted to see was something satirical and funny. To sum up the major flaws in this film: it's too serious and too unaware of its need to be outrageously silly. What I wanted was Monty Python but what I got was, well, more Jane Austen.

I won't synopsize the story because I feel most people have some knowledge of the characters and plot from the book or other filmic adaptations. I'll try to just explain how zombies figure into the narrative.
We learn at the beginning of the film that the robust, 18th century sea trade brought a plague to England's shores. Quickly reaching pandemic proportions, the plague spread, causing those infected to become living, breathing corpses hell-bent on devouring the non-infected populace. During this time, a massive wall was erected around the city of London to protect its citizens from the roving, zombie hordes.

Because the upper classes found themselves essentially imprisoned, distractions became an imperative. As a result, a self-improvement movement began in earnest in the form of martial arts. While the gentry became adept in the Japanese martial arts, the less genteel; such as the Bennet sisters, chose the Chinese varieties.

One of the more inspired scenes in the film is our first glimpse of the Bennet sisters; a few of the protagonists of Austen's story. Rather than sitting around, crocheting or knitting or reading poetry, as Austen's female characters are wont to do, Steers' Bennets are bad-asses who sit in a circle; maintaining weapons; sharpening long blades and tending to pistols. Underneath their proper, period-appropriate dresses, the young women wear sheaths for their blades on their very sexy stockings.

It is quite amusing to hear the narrator mention a zombie attack during a game of whist; the default card game of 19th century European novels. While the Bennet sisters and guests enjoy a hand; Austen's dour, male hero; Mr. Darcy (Sam Riley), barges into the room and unleashes a vial of flies. He explains to the bewildered gathering that the flies will immediately alight on rotting flesh, thus enabling the party to identify any zombie in their midst. When the flys' buzzing stops, the ominous silence alerts everyone to the presence of an infected party, which Mr. Darcy dispatches without much remorse or regret.

As the novel's narrative particulars proceed, the un-dead threaten to overrun the countryside and the country itself. Before long, Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth Bennet (Lily James) begin to see four mysterious, black-clad horsemen. It is explained in the story that the riders may be the biblical Four Horsemen, whose appearances may herald the coming of a zombie apocalypse.

When not concerning themselves with their romantic pursuits, the Bennet sisters apply their considerable martial skills to slashing and smashing zombie skulls.

As the zombies overrun London and the countryside, the only safe haven for the living lies across a river where only a single bridge serves as means of protection from the un-dead legions. A climactic moment takes place on said bridge as Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth try desperately to cross before the army detonates explosives, which serve as a fail-safe method for keeping the zombie army at bay.

Other than the zombie angle, which quickly loses its novelty, there isn't much to recommend the film. And though the Bennet sisters and Mr. Darcy adroitly remove heads from bodies, the action scenes are nothing much. Zombies roaming through Austen's world is a juicy gag that never becomes a gag; merely material with unrealized potential.

Watching Riley play Mr. Darcy with an irony-free earnestness was one more bummer that sponged all the fun out of the movie. How can anyone be in a flick called Pride and Prejudice and Zombies with a straight face? Couldn't Burr Steers and Seth Grahame Smith have pulled out all the stops and given us something anarchically loony?

Well, vampires have become passe and zombies are on their way out. What can we expect next? Crime and Punishment with evil aliens? War and Peace and Werewolves? Stay tuned.

Saturday, March 21, 2015

Cinderella



**Spoiler Alert**

Director: Kenneth Branagh/Starring: Cate Blanchett, Lily James, Richard Madden, Helena Bonham Carter, Stellan Skarsgard, Derek Jacobi, Nonzo Anozie, Holliday Grainger, Ben Chaplin and Sophie McShera and Rob Brydon

With myriad iterations of the Cinderella in film and television, one might expect a live action interpretation to be superfluous and unnecessary. But Kenneth Branagh's Cinderella proves any fairy tale can re-told if inspiration and heart serve as guides. I'm happy (and surprised) to say this version succeeds amiably, which is no small accomplishment, given the universal fondness for the Disney version. How Branagh pulls off this creative coup is due in part to breathtaking visuals, fine casting and maybe best of all, outstanding costumes, which are beautifully designed spectacles of color and texture.

I must admit that I came to the film with low expectations. Re-tellings or re-interpretations tend to be drearily revisionist, CGI nightmares or misguided attempts to make said stories seem contemporary and hip. Some horrific examples from recent years are Tim Burton's Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and Sam Raimi's Oz the Great and Powerful. I realize both films are more retellings that anything else, but the two films share an awareness of their more successful predecessors, which doesn't help.

If one is to take on a beloved story like Cinderella, it helps to cast actors with presence and quirky charm. Who better to fill the shoes of the iconic wicked stepmother than Cate Blanchett, who plays the character as if she invented it. Of course we need a disarming couple to play the put-upon heroine and the charming prince. Lily James from Downton Abbey and Richard Madden from Game of Thrones make an attractive, fairy tale pair who don't rely solely on their youthful comeliness to give their characters warmth and spirit.

Branagh doesn't tweak the story or characters much, which is a sound approach. We see Ella (the Cinder appendage comes later) and her loving family residing in their idyllic country home. Ella enjoys harmonious relations with nature and as one would expect (demand?) her mice are always about to provide companionship. But tragedy befalls the family when Ella's mother passes away. Her father (Ben Chaplain) remarries and suddenly Ella's halcyon life is upended when her new stepmother (Blanchett) and her insufferable new stepsisters Drisella and Anastasia (played with diabolical glee by Sophie McShera and Holliday Grainger) become permanent fixtures in her home. Unfortunately for Ella, her father is often away on business, leaving her in the company of her step-family, who have little love for their new digs and even less for their new step family member. When an accident claims her father's life, Ella suddenly finds she is little more than a scullery maid for her new step-family.

Slaving around the clock, Ella manages to escape the cottage one day for a ride in the forest. There, she encounters a handsome prince (Madden) who is busy leading a stag hunt. Incensed by the idea of a woodland creature being stalked, Ella convinces the Prince to halt the hunt. Fairy-tale sparks fly and though Ella returns home knowing very little about the prince, she feels a resonant buzz from the encounter.

Back home among her wicked step-family, Ella's ash-soiled face becomes the butt of her stepsisters jokes, which earns her the sobriquet Cinder-Ella.

The rest of the film is more or less faithful to the classic story; the invitation to the ball, which serves as a means for the prince to choose a princess, Cinderella's confinement during the ball, the fairy godmother's fateful appearance, etc.

So what does Branagh's Cinderella do to earn its own relevance? Simple: it cares about the characters more than CGI. But what CGI we do see is deployed with discretion and taste.
Branagh, as a seasoned director of Shakespearean adaptations, understands stimulating characters and dialogue make for more compelling drama than the visual rubbish. Having directed big budget, CGI-dependent Hollywood fare like Thor and live action drama like Henry V, with its Kurosawa-like battle scenes, it's probably safe to say Branagh respects humans more than special effects wizardry.

Another quality in this production are the memorable costumes. The staggeringly beautiful designs make a powerful impression. Cate Blanchett was quite striking in her various dresses, which not only suggested elegance but sex appeal. This wicked stepmother had some delicious curves the dresses accentuated quite nicely. Blanchett's lovely blue eyes and camera-loving red hair must be a cinematographer's delight and a costumer designer's muse. Costumer designer Sandy Powell, whose impressive resume includes many Scorsese films and the costume dramas Shakespeare in Love and Hugo, intoxicates our eyes with vivid, tactile colors. Though I wasn't a fan of Hugo, I can still recall Powell's gorgeous costumes. In Cinderella one can admire the beautiful finery; the shiny embroidery, the stunning ball gowns that blossom like flowers, Cinderella's other-worldly blue dress and the offbeat humor of Anastasia's and Drisella's polka-dotted skirts. Though Lily James is quite lovely in her ball gown, I wanted to see more of Blanchett in the seductive green she always seems to be wearing.

Fairy tales are only as good as the villains who inhabit them and the film is well served by Blanchett, who is deliciously diabolical. Her slithery saunters are sexy; she's a witch in satiny fabrics and she's pleased to be so. She has a lot of fun with the role and she doesn't waste the opportunity. Helena Bonham-Carter as the fairy godmother is another bit of inspired casting. Her ever-eccentric presence is perfect for the character and she is quite amusing.

I enjoyed Cinderella. I'm hardly conferring masterpiece accolades on Branagh's film but it is true to its fairy-tale status. It has humor and aesthetic appeal and will beguile both the young and old.