MAN OF STEEL (2013 - Cert 12A)

Now this was a superhero reboot that I'd been looking forward to. Not like last year's perfectly decent but unremarkable and pointless The Amazing Spiderman. Surely it wouldn't have done any harm to try to do something a bit different with Peter Parker? Perhaps that was the problem with Bryan Singer's Superman Returns. I actually really liked that film, and many people claim to still do so now, but perhaps it's desire to channel the spirit of the Donner originals meant that it just wasn't different enough and ultimately didn't connect with audiences at the time and that the numbers didn't really add up.

Cue Christopher Nolan. Not satisfied with his incredible vision for Batman becoming the template for art house blockbusters and making the studios realise that it is possible and acceptable for a big budget summer event movie to be both intelligent and succesful, he wanted to take on DC Comics' other big name. Enlisting his regular Batman collaborator David S Goyer to flesh out the story into a screenplay, this was to be the thinking man's Superman. Donner and Singer's versions were never exactly stupid, but we all hoped that this was going to a step up, something grown up....

Then the cast was announced. Aside from the relatively unknown, but perfectly suited, Henry Cavill as Kal El, we had a veritable smorgasbord of big names, proper actors with some real thespian clout. Kevin Costner and Diane Lane as Superman's Earth parents, Russell Crowe as his Krypton dad, Amy Adams as Lois Lane, Laurence Fishburne as the editor of the Daily Planet and Michael Shannon as General Zod.

It's all there in place for this to be the darkly perfect, broodingly cerebral Superman for our generation, and then you see that Zach Snyder is directing.....excitement turns to anxiety....





To be fair, his Dawn of the Dead remake (in my view his best film) was very good and it marked him out as one to watch. 300 has a bit of a cult following but even it's biggest supporters will probably admit that although it looks good, it's about as deep as a Saharan puddle. Watchmen wasn't exactly the film that I wanted from such an incredible book, but after a couple of viewings it's a much better film and adaptation than I first gave it credit for. Again there was potential. Then the unforgivably awful, nonsensical, idiocy that was Sucker Punch. I've tried to watch it again but I just hate it more than anything (yes, even The Holiday).

Snyder's career actually reflects Man of Steel perfectly. Frustrating.

Some of it is excellent. In fact most of it is excellent, the first two thirds certainly are. The first thing that struck me is that it's much closer to a full on science fiction film rather than the usual superhero fare. The opening on Krypton is huge, something George Lucas would have been proud of, perhaps what John Carter might have looked like had it not been Disneyfied to within an inch of it's life. Spaceships, droids, holograms, Russell Crowe in a space suit riding a flying dragon to evade spacecrafts, Man of Steel has clearly not forgotten that the roots of this story lie in a galaxy, far, far away.

Even when the action shifts to Earth, there's plenty of space ships, Codexes and a 'World Engine'. Also, in a neat rethink, Superman's Fortress of Solitude is a giant spacecraft buried under the ice. Man of Steel is closer to Star Trek than Batman.

This continues thematically too: one of the most interesting parts of the story focuses on Superman being an alien and how people would react to that fact. I'm sure that we wouldn't immediately embrace him just because he can fly and see through walls, we would greet him with suspicion and fear. When the villain, General Zod, (more on him later) addresses the people of Planet Earth, he starts by telling them 'You are not alone'. A really nice touch I thought, using the question that is constantly asked when considering extra terrestrial life.

The quandary of whether we are ready to accept an Alien is asked of the characters too, notably Clarke Kent, his Earth parents and Lois Lane during an interesting middle section that replaces the usual origin tale we've seen before in previous films and Smallville. We jump between flashbacks and the modern day as Lois Lane, an investigative reporter, tries to track down a mysterious man with superhuman strength who can't keep himself a secret because he just can't resist saving people's lives. We see a young Kent at school, saving his classmates, (even the bully), as their school bus crashes into a river, a slightly older Kent rescuing people from a burning oil rig. The best elements of this section are when his dad (Kevin Costner in arguably his best role to date) is trying to explain that staying a secret is more important than helping people. It's a real moral tussle that Henry Cavill really manages to pull off, culminating in the film's most, and probably only, heartbreaking and heartfelt moment.

Then General Zod finds Superman and it all really kicks off. First things first, Shannon's Zod is a good villain, not a classic by any stretch, this isn't the Joker, it isn't even Bane. But there is some depth and intrigue there. His motivations and borne out of his love of his home, he really believes what he's doing is right. Plus he is played with intensity by Shannon (as I'm sure you would expect), but his steely determination and anger, although good for getting the job of being a baddie done, only really make enough for a two dimensional character.

Anyway, once he turns up and transmits his message to the whole planet, it reminded me a bit of the way The Joker hijacked TV channels, and even slightly of Bane's speech at the football stadium. That is where the subtleties and similarities end though, because when Zod gets angry, Man of Steel becomes big, very big and incredibly destructive. This is where the film lost it's way for me. It all becomes a little boring. Superman has a fight with a couple of Zod's mates, but in order to make it more interesting, Snyder and co have decided that every time a punch lands, the recipient has to fly backwards and destroy a building or blow up a petrol station. It is a bit of a spectacle the first time you see it, then after blow after blow, it all becomes a bit much,

Then the World Engine starts up and an entire city is destroyed within minutes. Thousands, if not millions, of people would have died, except not once are we meant to worry about that. We do see the staff of the Daily Planet trying to get out, as long as they are ok, that's the important thing. Big special effects are fine, but they must have a context, it's boring just to smash things up for the sake of it, these things become exciting when there is some peril involved, an emotional attachment to it.

Once that all comes to an end, it feels like the film should stop there. It was a big enough finish to have got away with it. But no, it felt the need for one more big ruck, between Zod and our hero. Punch, Zod flies into a skyscraper and out the other side, glass smashed, top of building collapses, Zod gets one into Superman's chops, into a petrol tanker, huge explosion. Apart from the strange fact that they managed to find a clean couple of square miles of buildings that weren't destroyed or even touched by the World Engine, it becomes a needless 20 minutes of crashing, banging and walloping. To be fair, the moment when Superman saves the day (that isn't a spoiler, don't pretend you expected Zod to win) is another moral crossroads handled well by Cavill, but it's the thudding nonsense before that which makes it more of a relief than an emotional end to the story.

Except that isn't the end again, there's another bit that sets the film up for a sequel (again, no one will be surprised that there is going to be more of these). The problem with all of this is, when I left the cinema, all I could think about was the skull hammering last third, I had forgotten about all that went before that. I had been pummelled into submission. Which is a massive shame, because up until the point it became like Transformers or the end of Iron Man 2 and 3, it was interesting, it was doing something different, it was sci-fi and superheroes, it was asking interesting questions. It had Kevin Costner being brilliant, Amy Adams being perfectly fine, Russell Crowe being a bit Obi Wan (Alec Guiness, not Ewan McGregor). Then the film decides that the best way to answer a question is to bludgeon someone or blow something up. Lots and lots of times. Then do it all again.

Still it is worth seeing, but brace yourself for that finale, it's loud, long and just won't give in.

PREDATORS (2010 - Cert 15)

During my recent, and admittedly overdue, post about Attack the Block I referred to cinema reaching back for the sensibilities that made certain films 20 or 30 years ago so special and trying to recapture that magic. As well as that there has also been a less sophisticated move to do this that has involved either remaking films of this era, 'rebooting' or just simply making a very belated sequel. These releases have had varied degrees of success but one that sparked the most interest in me was Robert Rodriguez's Predators.



I had after all, like most people my age, a real soft spot for the first film. Arnie against an alien with a horrible mouth, dreadlocks and an arsenal of the most ridiculous weapons you could imagine. It was also pumped full of testosterone and channelled a lot of the energy, as well as having the same jungle setting, of Vietnam war films that were around at the same time. What was not to love. Then the obligatory sequel came with the unlikely hero of Danny Glover riding on the crest of Lethal Weapon success and shifting the setting to the city of Los Angeles against the backdrop of a war on drugs. It never really hit the heights of the first film but it still had plenty in it to enjoy, loads of carnage and an interesting ending (including a nod towards the Alien films and sparking rumours of an Alien vs Predator film), all in all enough to suggest that Predator could be a franchise with legs.

That was 20 years ago, and apart from two poor Alien vs Predator films that don't really deserve considering, there was no sign of our favourite extra-terrestrial mercenary. That is until last year when the third film finally arrived, some 15 years later than planned. Apparently, Rodriguez's idea for the film had been first put together back in 1994, which would obviously have better time to release the film as the series would have had momentum. They then had to wait until nostalgia was the en vogue theme in cinema to get it released, and you can't help but feel that the film didn't really need to be made.....

This is mostly down to it's mediocrity (perhaps I'm being too kind with that word). Alarm bells started gong off when I discovered it wasn't actually a Rodriguez film, despite everyone calling it his project. He is only the producer, in fact he doesn't even have a writing credit despite him apparently writing the script back in 1994.

It starts interestingly enough. A load of strangers wake up plummeting to the ground with a parachute strapped to their backs, with no knowledge of how they got where they are. It's not a bad cast, including Adrien Brody growling his way through a very un-Adrien Brody film,  Topher Grace, Rodriduez regular Danny Trejo and Alice Braga. They are all nasty pieces of work with violent histories and tendencies - they have clearly been chosen for something....it's not a spoiler to let you know that they are on an alien planet that is effectively a reserve where the Predators do their hunting. It's a very B-movie set up, which shouldn't be necessarily seen as a negative, that gets everything in place for what should be a violent, monster, action romp. Well, I suspect that was the plan anyway.

The opening segment really attempts to build the tension, you don't see anything for the opening half an hour at least, and I must admit that the slow build up does work. Well it would have worked had what followed been worthy of a tense build up. Instead it's a complete mess. While there are one or two good ideas, including predator dogs that we haven't seen before, it seems that very little thought has been put into the big action reveal of the predators and Nimrod Antal, the inexperienced director (and it shows) Rodriguez put into place, adopts a kitchen sink approach, chuck enough at it and some of it must stick. People die in a flood of gore but you're never really sure what's going on, like being really drunk in a nightclub on the dancefloor. Things rushing around you, no point of reference to help you.

What follows only gets messier and more tedious. The script attempts to give the characters arcs of development which only serve to make me yawn and the bitty action even more fragmented, we get a fairly good cameo from Laurence Fishburne as a clearly mental long time inhabitant of the Predator's game reserve,  but any joy there quickly subsides, we then get a load of scenes that are muddled together that seem to be the result of a brainstorming session of things Predators fans want to see including a samurai sword fight between a Yakuza gangster and a Predator that is completely derivative of Ang Lee's Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon and is devoid of any tension or atmosphere whatsoever, much like the rest of the film.

Apparently the reason this film didn't get off the ground back in 1994 was because the studio said that the budget would be too high. This is ironic because it doesn't appear as though this film has a budget at all. Everything looks cheap. The physical effects look like they have been put together by Anthea Turner with cardboard and sellotape and the CGI effects are only a slight improvement on something you can do on photoshop. I'm not being a snob but I wonder where the budget of $40m went, especially when you consider what was achieved with £8m on Attack the Block.

The film fumbles along to a conclusion that I didn't care about at all, in fact I'm not even sure what happened at the end, that's how instantly forgettable it was.

So, to conclude, as if my opinion was ever in doubt, this film did not need to be made. Predator dogs and Laurence Fishburne being a bit mad are hardly enough to make a film worthwhile. What could have been an opportunity to try and do something interesting and fresh with a monster-movie icon has been completely mis-handled. It should have felt fresh, but it feels tired and worn. The decision to make the planet a jungle landscape thus making it look like the first film may have been an attempt to recreate what made it special, instead it just comes across as lazy and thoughtless.

A huge disappointment.