Tuesday, July 31, 2012

James Bond tells Jason Bourne (and that 'other guy') to piss off in two terrific new Skyfall trailers.

Two new trailers, one international and one domestic, have dropped for the new 007 film Skyfall.  And while they are both pretty much identical, they are both terrific previews.  Just a hint of plot, just a dash of new characters (it will be interesting seeing Javier Bardem play arguably the first 'super villain' in this specific Bond universe), and tons of incredibly impressive action beats.  There's not much to say other than 'Yes, do watch this!', although I worry that a one-two shot near the end hints at a pretty big spoiler.  No matter, Sam Mendes's Skyfall looks like another rock-solkid entry  in the long running series.  It opens on October 26th in the UK and November 9th in America.

Scott Mendelson    

Box office speculation: Will Total Recall "pull a John Carter"?

Note: I posted then removed this article late yesterday afternoon when some figures were questioned by an unnamed writer more knowledgeable than me. I realized that I hadn't bothered to link to anything since I thought the figure was common knowledge, and I didn't have time to investigate at that exact moment.  The article below is as is, with appropriate linkage.  

Thanks to
The Bourne Supremacy moving a week later to August 10th, we have another relatively light weekend at the box office, with only Diary Of A Wimpy Kid: Dog Days and Sony's Total Recall remake opening wide.  There is an uber-tight lid slammed shut on any advance word on Total Recall, with an embargo apparently existing until Wednesday for some and all the way until Friday for others.  I did not pursue and was not invited to a screening, and considering how busy I'm going to be for awhile I may not even see the film for a good long time (I'll see Diary of Wimpy Kid 3 before I see Total Recall).  But I digress.  What I come here to discuss is a relatively new phenomenon, which I would like to call 'pulling a John Carter'.  I don't mean that Total Recall will flop, although it *could* due to what appears to be a general lack of interest beyond morbid curiosity (is anyone in the blog-sphere talking about anything other than the relatively 'hotness' of Kate Beckinsale versus Jessica Biel?).  But at a cost of $200 million, Total Recall *has* to be a world-killing blockbuster both here and abroad just to break even.  And is there anyone here who thinks that Total Recall, sans a major global star or even 3D-enhancement, has the muscle to gross even $400 million worldwide, let alone the $550-600 million arguably necessary for a decent profit?

Disney's John Carter was the first and most publicized variation of this problem.  As I've written before, the problem with John Carter wasn't that it 'bombed', but that it cost so much that anything other than a record-setting worldwide gross doomed it to financial failure.  At a cost of $250 million, its worldwide gross of $282 million lost Disney upwards of $200 million.  It was only the first of 2012's 'flop by budget' films.  Two months later, Universal's Battleship cost $220 million but barely crept to $300 million worldwide.  And Universal's Snow White and the Huntsman is an awkward case.  Surely the Kristen Stewart/Chris Hemsworth fantasy film is grossing the higher end of realistic expectations, with $381 million worldwide thus far and a shot at $400 million by the end.  But Rupert Sanders was given $175 million to make the film, making its profitability a bit of a question mark, and that's without taking into account whether the whole 'lead actress had an affair with the director' scandal that may hurt the film among its fan-base when the DVDs and Blu-Rays arrive. Comparatively, when The Golden Compass, at a cost of $170 million, earned $372 million worldwide ($300 million of that overseas), it signaled the end of New Line Cinema.  Sony's Men In Black 3 was arguably very nearly a prime example of this.  The threequel went way over budget, ending up costing between $250-$325 million depending on who you asked.  Fortunately the film turned out to be pretty good, and Will Smith was able to pack them in overseas (IE - he's still a movie star), giving the film a massive $618 million worldwide take thus far.  Still, said $600 million+ worldwide take was basically the bare minimum that the film had to gross in order to break even and/or eventually make a profit in the long run.  Just as Fox's Prometheus barely broke even with $300 million worldwide due to its (comparatively reasonable) $130 million price tag.

All of the above movies, with the arguable exception of the 'money clearly onscreen Prometheus', would have been rock-solid hits had they kept their budgets in check.  Imagine how profitable Men In Black 3 would have been had costs been kept at or under $200 million?  Had John Carter cost a more reasonable $125 million, we'd probably be getting a sequel.  Why exactly did Tim Burton's Dark Shadows cost $150 million instead of a more reasonable $80 million (or about what it looked like it cost, natch), which rendered its $236 million worldwide take a candidate for flop-hood.  This isn't a general 'movies are too expensive!' rant.  There are certainly some films that are such sure-fire financial monsters that hardly any budget could be considered too high.  The Dark Knight and Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part II at $250 million apiece?  Sure!  Transformers: Dark of the Moon at $195 million?  Why that's $5 million cheaper than Revenge of the Fallen!  Inception at $200 million?  Normally an insane figure for an original and dour brain-teaser, but as a down-payment for The Dark Knight Rises, it's a no brainer!  Brave for $180 million?  It's Pixar, so who cares if the film makes any money, it'll make it back in merchandising (my daughter hated the film but still ended up buying a Merida dress and archery set).  Or how about The Hunger Games: Catching Fire, budgeted at however many hundred-million dollars they feel like spending?  Sounds smart to me! The problem comes with a recent trend, not overwhelming in volume but enough to be noticed, of not-quite sure things being budgeted at such high levels that they have to be among the biggest grossing films of the year just to not lose their shirt.  The math should be simple: If you can't make a profit without your film becoming a mega worldwide blockbuster, you better be damn sure the movie you're making is a guaranteed mega-blockbuster.

So no, I don't think Total Recall will be an out-and-out flop this weekend.  But it would seem that the most likely outcome at this point is one where it opens to $25-$35 million before crapping out at just over/under $70-$100 million and barely scraping to $250-$300 million worldwide.  In normal objective terms, a film earning $300 million worldwide should be a hit.  But when your seemingly generic remake of a still timely and finely-aged science fiction thriller from 22 long years ago cost $200 million to make, that basically qualifies as a flop.  Or, as I would put it, pulling a John Carter.

Scott Mendelson        

Monday, July 30, 2012

Trailer Analysis: Visually dazzling Cloud Atlas seems like the exact sort of ambitious film-making we claim we want.

Wow... just wow.  This went up a few days ago in a bootleg form, but it was worth the wait for the pristine 1080p version.  This is exactly the kind of film that we claim Hollywood lacks the nerve to make and yet here it is.  It's based on an acclaimed science fiction novel.  It stars the likes of Tom Hanks, Halle Berry, Hugo Weaving, Jim Sturges, Susan Sarandon, Hugh Grant, Keith David, Jim Broadbent, and James D'Arcy.  It cost $100 million to make yet looks like it cost $500 million.  It's rated R.  It runs 164 minutes.  For those who claim that Hollywood doesn't make movies for adults anymore, you kinda have a duty to check this out in three months.  Tom Tykwer and the Wachowskis are co-directing this Warner Bros pick-up and it looks pretty spectacular to say the least.  Since I have not read the 2004 book that this film is based on, I cannot say how spoiler-ish this footage is, but considering how under-the-radar this picture is 90 days before its debut, I'd argue that this is a necessary marketing tool to get people talking.  Long story short, this looks spectacular and instantly shoots to the upper-realms of my 'must-see' list for fall/winter 2012.  To be fair my secret wish is for Cloud Atlas to be so good that it causes people to reevaluate the inexplicably undervalued brilliance of Speed Racer and even (to a lesser extent) the Matrix sequels.  Cloud Atlas opens on October 26th.  I suppose 'we'll see', but yeah, go see it regardless.

Scott Mendelson      

Trailer Analysis: Silent Hill: Revelation gets a spoiler trailer.

Not much to say about this one.  I saw the original film on opening weekend way back in Spring 2006 and damned if I can remember all that much about it.  I remember being quite impressed by the imagery and the acting while relatively unmoved by the narrative and rarely outright frightened.  However, if only by default, the original film remains one of the most ambitious video game adaptations ever made, so I suppose it was inevitable that a sequel would eventually come down the pike, especially with the explosion in foreign business for 3D genre sequels over the last few years.  As for the trailer, I'm genuinely surprised that Sean Bean came back, but annoyed that the trailer doesn't even try to play the 'did he die?' card.  Ironically, the first Silent Hill is stunningly similar to a 200 direct-to-DVD thriller with Maria Bello called The Dark.  Sean Bean plays a somewhat hapless husband in both, both films involve grieving mothers attempting to 'find' their daughter and both end in a surprisingly similar fashion.  Anyway, Silent Hill: Revelations 3D opens October 26th, with Open Road taking over for Sony.  As always, we'll see.

Scott Mendelson  

Sunday, July 29, 2012

Weekend Box Office (07/28/12): The Dark Knight Rises continues to dominate as The Watch and Step Up 4 open soft.

In the next couple days you're going to hear a lot about how the Aurora, Colorado shootings had some kind of negative effect on the box office this weekend.  You're going to hear about how The Dark Knight Rises (non-spoiler review/spoiler review) is some kind of disappointment and that it surely left money on the table due to the aftermath of said mass murder (some thoughts on that, natch).  So without getting too pompous about discrediting such malarky, let's get something out of the way right now.  After ten days, The Dark Knight Rises has earned $289 million.  That's the third-best ten-day total of all-time behind only The Dark Knight ($313 million) and The Avengers ($373 million) and a good $10 million ahead of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part II ($373 million) without the 3D advantage.  Yes, the third Chris Nolan Batman film dropped  60% from last weekend, but it still earned $64 million in weekend two, the sixth-biggest second weekend of all-time (The Dark Knight earned $75 million in weekend two, a 53% drop).  In short, the threequel is playing like a normal insanely anticipated but also heavily front-loaded genre sequel that has its fan-base firmly entrenched without picking up many new viewers this time around.  In other words, it's playing a bit like a Harry Potter/Twilight sequel.  The Dark Knight Rises merely isn't the pure phenomenon that The Dark Knight was, and anyone that told you it would be was probably delusional or lying.  The Dark Knight was an event.  The Dark Knight Rises is just a heavily-anticipated genre sequel.  



The whole 'series finale' gimmick promised nothing more than the question of whether or not Batman survived this final film, a question that has surely been answered in a million blog posts by this time.  Neither Tom Hardy's Bane nor Anne Hathaway's (admittedly terrific) Catwoman are garnering anywhere near the 'must experience' word of mouth as Heath Ledger's Joker, and the buzz on the street is mostly about the film's shockingly illogical and inane screenplay.  Still, the general word of mouth is more towards 'like' (my issues with it aside, it's a masterpiece compared to The Amazing Spider-Man) versus 'love'. But similar to later Harry Potter sequels and even the last (superior) Star Wars prequel, there aren't any new fans to gain and it's basically playing to the faithful (it's arguably why Revenge of the Sith earned $50 million less than the allegedly reviled The Phantom Menace).  Ironically, it looks like the film will be a conventional quick-kill blockbuster.  Come what may it will probably make it past $400 million. Despite my concerns after the front-loaded opening weekend, the weekday numbers were pretty darn strong, with $49 million over Mon/Tues/Wed), although anything past $415 million is still in question.  It's still a mega hit by any rational standard, with a domestic gross at or around $400 million in the cards and a probable worldwide gross of at least $800 million on tap (it's already at $537 million worldwide at the moment).  So feel free to punch anyone who tries to tell you it's a disappointment or a flop or any of that nonsense.  The Dark Knight Rises is no world beater, but it never should have been expected to be. It will have to settle for being one of the very biggest hits of the year and, domestically, one of the biggest grossers on record.  Tragedy...


Now onto the new releases, and it was a bleh weekend for both of them.  20th Century Fox's The Watch may have seemed like a sure-thing on paper (Fox spent $68 million on it), but twas not to be.  The R-rated sci-fi comedy about four suburban dudes who create a local neighborhood watch and discover an alien invasion was originally titled Neighborhood Watch, but had its title changed and marketing campaign overhauled after the shooting (cough-murder-cough) of Treyvon Martin last February by George Zimmerman, a self-appointed neighborhood watch leader.  While that albatross certainly didn't help, nor did Fox's campaign which hid the one story element that could have most helped differentiate the comedy from real-life tragedy, the fact that it involves aliens.  Anyway, the final product got absolutely savaged by critics and the film feels like a big-studio remake of Attack the Block after several rounds of executive 'notes'.  So the fact that The Watch only earned $13 million this weekend is probably best attributed to the fact that it didn't look very good and wasn't marketed very well.  Sure outside factors didn't help (the bad press concerning the shooting, the bad press concerning Martin's killing, the popularity of the Olympics, etc.), but had the film seemed worth the effort audiences likely would have shown up just the same. Star power (Ben Stiller, Vince Vaughn, Jonah Hill) would have helped if the film looked any good, and the $13 million debut is arguably only due to their box office draw.  As I (and others) say quite a bit, sometimes it's just the movie (stupid).  

The other new wide release was Step Up: Revolution 3D.  I don't personally follow this franchise although everyone who does will tell you that the 3D work in the last two films have been superb.  Anyway, the first film debuted with $20 million in summer 2006 and kinda-sorta made a star out of Channing Tatum (it took awhile for him to reach true 'movie stardom', natch). It's been downhill ever since with this new installment opening to $11 million, well below the second film's $18 million debut in 008 and the third film's $15 million debut two summers ago.  Alas, this franchise, however ambitious its choreography, is often subject to ridicule and it's Rent meets The Dark Knight Rises plot-line 
 ("When your mini-mall is in ashes, then you have my permission to dance!") resulted in some laughably goofy trailers.  I'd argue that the Olympics hurt this one more than the other major movies as those wanting spectacular musical entertainment were treated to that on Friday night for free courtesy of director Danny Boyle.  Domestically speaking, it's not adding new fans and is slowly shedding with each new installment, going from $65 million to $58 million to $42 million. The exact opposite is true overseas, where each film has grown internationally (from $114 million to $150 million to $159 million).  The third film did gangbusters overseas ($116 million versus a $42 million domestic gross) and Summit (taking the franchise over from Disney) is hoping for a similar result this time around.  The film will struggle to make its $33 million budget back domestically, but overseas is a giant question mark.

In holdover news, do notice how many of the films had relatively small drops compared to last weekend (again, the shooting didn't scary too many people away). Ice Age: Continental Drift actually opened in second place ahead of the two new openers with $13.3 million (-34%).  With $114 million in seventeen days, it's well below the pace of the first three films domestically ($116 million, $147 million, and $151 million respectively), but Fox couldn't care less what it does over here as it races towards $650 million worldwide with more still to come. I'd like to think that the reason it's dropping so quickly is that it's a terrible film, easily the worst of the otherwise not-bad franchise and the worst major animated release of 2012 by a wide margin.  Universal's Ted (the summer's best mainstream release) continued to hold up despite a crowded marketplace, earning $7.4 million in its fifth weekend, down just 25%.  With $193 million thus far, it's started to trail The Hangover ($205 million) but is otherwise soaring past pretty much any R-rated comedy outside of the The Hangover series, Beverly Hills Cop ($234 million) and, for the moment, The Wedding Crashers ($209 million).  It's the 11th-biggest grossing R-rated film of all time, still behind Terminator 2: Judgment Day ($204 million).  Universal's other summer release, Savages, has held up pretty well and now sits with $43 million, or about what it cost to make ($45 million).  The Amazing Spider-Man had a decent fourth-weekend hold, earning $6.8 million (-37%) and bringing its domestic cume to $242 million.  Domestically speaking, this is a terrible number for the $230 million Spider-Man reboot (it won't even approach the domestic cume of any of the Twilight sequels that it originally intended to emulate), but its already at $654 million worldwide so the film is indeed Sony's Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides.  


Brave is nearing the end of its domestic run with a $4.2 million weekend (-29%).  But its $217 million cume puts it ahead of the lower rungs of Pixar (A Bug's Life, Cars 2, Toy Story, Ratatouille) and within fighting distance of Wall-E's $223 million domestic gross, good for eighth out of the thirteen Pixar films.  It hasn't expanded much overseas yet, making its $309 million worldwide cume hopefully just a good start.  Also 'done' domestically is Madagascar 3, which earned $860,000 this weekend to bring its cume up to $209 million.  It's the biggest domestic earner in the series and will try to inch past The Lorax's $214 million over the next month or so.  But again overseas is the real story here and the Dreamworks tune has earned well north of $500 million globally with $650 million as its possible end-point (it still has some major markets left).  The other Paramount summer entry, Katy Perry: Part of Me has earned $24 million, which is great for a documentary but on the lower-rung of recent concert docs.  No harm, no foul.  Magic Mike is nearing the end of its run and has $107 million to show for it, surely one of the most purely profitable films of 2012 and deserving of huge bonuses and huzzahs for Warner Bros' marketing department. With $62 million, Tyler Perry's (surprisingly not terrible) Madea's Witness Protection is within an inch of surpassing Madea's Family Reunion ($63 million) as the second-biggest earner in the Perry library.  Woody Allen's From Rome With Love has $12.9 million while The Moonrise Kingdom has $38 million (I officially apologize for criticizing Focus Features on taking their time to expand the film) and Beasts of the Southern Wild has $4.3 million (the latter two being the best films of the summer, period).  There's not much limited release news this weekend, but the NC-17 William Freidkin thriller Killer Joe earned $12,621 per each of its three screens and will expand next weekend. The documentary Looking For Sugar Man also debuted on three screens and earned $9,511 per.  Ruby Sparks (IE - Vertigo as a rom-com) opened on 13 screens and earned $151,000.      

That's it for this weekend.  I'll try to update later today with relevant worldwide totals.  Join us next time when Sony debuts the intensely unanticipated Total Recall remake ("Join us... join us in the dark!" bellows John Carter and Battleship) while Fox debuts Diary of a Wimpy Kid: Dog Days (which I'd oddly looking forward to, as I felt the second film was a solid step up from the first).

Scott Mendelson

Friday, July 27, 2012

No better moviegoing memories: A defense of and celebration of midnight movie screenings...

"I want you to know that, if I did have a son, and the opportunity presented itself to wake him up to watch a baseball game or to listen to the president on the radio, or for absolutely no reason at all..."

The Colorado theater shooting happened just over a week ago, during a period when I was out of town and thus unable to churn out any immediate thoughts.  In retrospect, I may be grateful for that.  Mass shootings are an all-too common occurrence in America, but this time felt different.  I've long argued that one of the problems with American society is that they tend to make every major tragedy and/or scandal about them, something that arguably goes back to the death of Princess Diana Spencer in August 1997.  Yet this time I couldn't help feeling like I had been specifically targeted.  After all, these weren't just moviegoers, but midnight moviegoers.  They weren't just midnight moviegoers, but midnight moviegoers watching a Batman film.  Whether by random decision (Holmes had allegedly intended to attack a shopping mall but changed his mind) or explicit targeting, the assailant this time around specifically picked people like me and you.  The readers of this site are arguably not general moviegoers per-se, but just the sort that flock to midnight screenings as a matter of habit.  And James Holmes, for reasons that may or may not become apparent over the next few months, didn't just commit mass murder in a place I consider sacred.  No, he opened fire and shed blood during a midnight screening, of a Batman film no less.  And as the week has seen all sorts of the usual finger-pointing, much of it being the usual 'the movies made him do it' nonsense that we haven't seen much of since Columbine.  But more than a little of the blame-game has been directed at the very institution of midnight screenings and the fevered anticipation that makes them so enjoyable, however absurd that seems on its face. Intentional or no, Mr. Holmes has sullied and bloodied an institution that I hold very dear, an institution that I someday hope to share with my children when the opportunity presents itself.  As such, right or wrong, I'm taking that just a little bit personally.


"Nothing beats a midnight screening!"  I've uttered some variation on that sentence any number of times over the last couple decades, usually including 'advance-night screenings' in that category at well.  And it remains true to this day.  It's the sheer excitement of seeing a major film arguably before any other paying customers have had their crack at it.  It's the thrill of seeing such a film in a packed audience of fans who are just as excited as you are.  Some of them were in costume, most obviously were not.  In the era before the Internet, it was the incomparable thrill of seeing a major movie before you had any idea what the critical consensus was or really what occurred in the film outside of the major marketing materials (trailers, TV spots, and uh... tie-in music videos).  Back in the day, newspapers often didn't print reviews until Friday morning.  That week's Entertainment Weekly usually didn't arrive until Friday morning at the earliest.  Since the Internet didn't become a hardcore source of advance movie buzz until around 1997, anyone lucky enough to attend such a screening walked into the film completely blind to its strengths and its flaws.  It went both ways of course.  My dad and I walked into Jurassic Park ignorant of its sheer awesomeness while five years later several friends and I walked into Godzilla unprepared for the sheer mediocrity in store.  How cool it was to attend a midnight screening of Batman Forever and then wake up the next morning to read the reviews.

But putting aside the 'see it before the reviews publish' sensation that obviously isn't a factor anymore, there was always something genuinely exciting about it.  I remember my parents hesitating about taking me to see Batman Returns at a 9pm Thursday screening (my first advance/midnight screening ever) because I already had plans to see it that Saturday at a friend's birthday party.  On the inside I remember thinking "Are you kidding me?  You gives a crap if I'm going to see it again on Saturday?  Hi, I'm Scott Mendelson, have we not met before?".  I remember my dad racing home from a business trip to surprise me and take me to 10pm advance-night screening of Jurassic Park and having to hurriedly finish reading the book before he got home to pick me up.  For any number of reasons, which I'll get into next year, it was the best movie-going experience of my life.  I remember seeing Mission: Impossible in a mostly empty advance-night screening (back in those days, they were not heavily advertised and I had to call the theatres ahead of time) along with one of my dad's National Guard pals and getting the added benefit of running into a girl I had a thing for and actually having something to talk to her about the next day at school.  I remember my dad driving up to Wright State University to attend a midnight showing of Star Wars Episode II: Attack of the Clones with my college pals (I eventually hit all three Star Wars prequels at midnight). And I remember that midnight showing of The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King, packed to the gills with hardcore fans who so wildly applauded every remotely triumphant moment that some of us applauded Theoden's tragic death out of satirical spite (you had to be there...).

If you were friends with me in middle school, high school, and/or college and beyond, there is a good chance you've been roped along for at least one of these alongside me over the years.  From 1995 to 2006, I've been to at least thirteen midnight screenings that I can recall (Batman Forever, The Phantom Menace, X-Men, Attack of the Clones, The Two Towers, Return of the King, Van Helsing, Spider-Man 2, The Village,  Revenge of the Sith, Batman Begins, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, X-Men: The Last Stand, Pirates of the Caribbean 2, and Clerks 2).  From 1992 to 2011, I've been to countless advance-night screenings (offhand, Batman Returns, Jurassic Park, Mission: Impossible, Independence Day, The Lost World, Godzilla, Austin Powers 2, Austin Powers 3, The Matrix Reloaded, Superman Returns, Snakes On A Plane, Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End, Transformers, The Hangover part II, Paranormal Activity 3, and The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo). I'm sure there are readers who have been to far more than that. Obviously the midnight screenings came to an end as I readied myself for my first child.  And the advance screenings have become less necessary as I've seen more and more films via press screenings.  But it remains easily my favorite movie-going experience.  When my kids are old enough, I can only hope that they find themselves wanting to partake in the same ritual that their father did so many years ago.  There has been much hand-wringing over the last week about why young kids were at a midnight screening in the first place.  The first answer is "because they weren't expecting to be shot at during the movie, you asshole!".  The second answer is because the opportunity presented itself, as it did for me so many times over the last twenty years.              


So I take it a little personally when a disturbed young man takes it upon himself to permanently soil something that I love.  And I take it even more personally when pundits attempt to paint the midnight screening experience as someone partially responsible for the actions of a heavily-armed assailant. I don't fear the costumed moviegoer, only the heavily-armed costumed moviegoer.  Midnight and advance-night screenings make up some of the best movie-going memories of my life.  I don't pretend that my anger or 'grief' compares to those directly affected, but Mr. Holmes's apparently arbitrary choice of target has, for what it's worth, indeed affected me despite not directly involving me. I can only hope that when my kids are old enough that I can take them to see whatever movie they are most excited about at midnight if they so chose it.  But if they have no interest, so be it.  There will be other reasons to let them stay up late.  Baseball games, rock concerts, watching the Olympics or election night coverage, or watching the season finale of their favorite television show instead of waiting the next day.  It's arguably different for everybody, but 'that special thing' for me was 'the midnight/advance-night' screening.  


Why did these people, parents and non-parents alike, choose to see The Dark Knight Rises at midnight last week?  Because it was going to be fun, because it was going to be exciting, because it was going to create a lasting memory.  Because... for absolutely no reason at all.

Scott Mendelson

Thursday, July 26, 2012

Trailer Analysis: Man of Steel gets a cryptic and real-world teaser from of the Batman Begins school of marketing.



Old news, for sure, but I was on vacation last weekend and then returned home to find my son had a stomach bug (he's fine now, natch), so I'm only now getting around to this teaser (and a couple other trailers of note.  As you all surely know by now, Warner Bros. released two teasers attached to The Dark Knight Rises this weekend, one with voice-over provided by Pa Kent (Kevin Costner) and the other by Jor-El (Russell Crowe).  While the intitial response was that Zack Snyder is basically making Terrence Malick's Superman: The Movie, the truth is that this initial teaser is merely emulating the play book of Batman Begins. Please watch the first teaser for Batman Begins after the jump and then we'll continue.

Scott Mendelson

Okay, see what Warner Bros. did there?  They crafted a completely real-world character-centric drama without a hint of Batman right until the end, establishing that Christopher Nolan's Batman Begins would be a completely real-world drama that just happened to tell a Batman origin story.  Same gimmick here, with a troubled young man attempting to find himself after growing up on a farm and then working on a fishing boat. Only at the last moment do they drop the facade and reveal that we're actually watching a teaser for a Superman film.  It's a fine, moody teaser, even if Warner Bros. made a crucial mistake of using music that most geeks/nerds will recognize immediately, that being the 'Gandolf dies' clip from Fellowship of the Ring.  But aside from that, it's a powerful teaser that both separates this film from the other interpretations while assuring fans that this won't be a traditional Zack Snyder film, instead hewing closer to the character realism of Dawn of the Dead versus the more stylistic fantasy of 300 or Sucker Punch.  The only problem with the teaser is that it pales in comparison to the emotional power of the Comic-Con footage, which is a minute longer, has more Superman shots, and is perfectly set to music from The Thin Red Line (which is more famously known as 'the Pearl Harbor trailer music').  I was lucky to see a decent bootleg of the footage and it is devestatingly powerful and I can only hope that Warner Bros. just releases *that* as the next trailer come December (most likely attacked to The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey).  But anyway, what did you think of the Man of Steel teasers?  And if you were lucky enough to see the Comic Con stuff, what did you think of that?  Man of Steel opens June 14th, 2013.  As always we'll see.

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Why Kristen Stewart's public apology is far more disturbing than her (and Rupert Sanders's) apparent transgression.

It could be argued that director Rupert Sanders and actress Kristen Stewart owe an apology to a handful of people.  Obviously they are in respective deep trouble with Robert Pattinson and Liberty Ross.  They certainly owe an apology to Saunders's two children, and perhaps some kind of apology to certain studio executives at Universal and Summit/Lionsgate, since their allegedly adulterous actions will certainly have some kind of impact on the respect fortunes of Snow White and the Huntsman (with a sequel now in doubt) and Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn part II (which may well increase in interest ala Mr. and Mrs. Smith).  But other than that, neither of these people owe any of us a damn thing.  I am less troubled by the apparent adultery (or attempted adultery?) than I am by Kristen Stewart's public apology, seemingly specifically intended for Mr. Pattinson but released out into the open for all to see as a kind of public mea culpa.  I don't blame Ms. Stewart for this instant press release so much as I blame a media/popular culture that demanded a public apology for an inherently private indiscretion.

In an earlier time, perhaps before TMZ and the utter explosion of the gossip/tabloid industry, this private indiscretion may have remained mostly private.  Oh sure, the 'cheating' couple may have been found out by interested parties, but other than the scorned 'victims', it wouldn't have been anyone else's' business.  But in today's hyperactive pop culture, not only is Stewart and Sanders' illicit hookup(s) public knowledge, but the parties, purely by virtue of being a well-known entertainer and a filmmaker, are now held accountable on a public stage.  Stewart will now be judged not just by those to whom she is directly accountable, but also to the moral wags of society, never-mind that she has forever fought the idea of being a role model purely due to appearing in a popular franchise.  Her personal problem is now not only public business but so acceptably public that the immediate recourse is a public apology.  It's none of my damn business what Kristen Stewart and/or Rupert Sanders do in their private life, nor is it any of my business how Robert Pattinson and/or Liberty Ross choose to react to this revelation.  But in this current media-saturated age, not only our the private indiscretions of celebrities fodder for public consumption, but the celebrities in question are absolutely expected to offer a public reaction as well.

I have obvious moral qualms with the story on principle (a 41-year old married father of two hooking up with a 22 year old woman isn't exactly the pinnacle of morality).  And I have genuine annoyance with the idea of Rupert Sanders being given $175 million and a shiny new franchise despite no films or television under his belt and not only delivering a sub-par product but jeopardizing the very franchise he was entrusted with maintaining due to carnal yearnings. Even though the plan was always to ditch Snow White and focus on Chris Hemsworth's Huntsman, such a move would now be a PR disaster, basically firing the 'other woman' (who was the main financial draw for the first film's success) while keeping the equally culpable male director on-board for the sequel.  But aside from my personal inside-baseball/studio politics take, this really isn't my business.  We have a talented actress (along with, in my opinion, a less talented director), who never wanted the blinding limelight of tabloid celebrity (the vast majority of her films are little-seen indies), not only unwillingly forced to make her personal life utterly public, but now being forced, by virtue of our current 'everything is about ME too!' culture, to publicly apologize for a what appears to be a momentary private transgression as if we readers of US Weekly or viewers of TMZ are personally affected.  

This incident, beyond whether or not said knowledge affects our willingness to buy a ticket to future projects involving either party, is not my damn business nor is it yours.  Whatever my personal feelings towards the parties happen to be, I am far more unnerved by a current tabloid culture that demanded that Kristen Stewart apologize not just to the scorned parties but to you and me.  We have no legal standing in this matter, nor do we have any standing upon which to claim real or emotional damages.  In short, our culture has no right insisting that Kristen Stewart apologize to us.  And the fact that she believed otherwise says something quite troubling about us.            

Scott Mendelson

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

How a severe lack of 'cause and effect' undoes all that is good about The Dark Knight Rises, and why its alleged political underpinnings are merely a smokescreen.

It's not the plot holes or periodically silly coincidences.  This will not be a list of 'things that don't work in The Dark Knight Rises' but rather an old-fashioned essay (shocker!) concerning what I feel are the overall screenwriting flaws that tear down and ultimately destroy what otherwise is a technically fine motion picture.  Obviously it's pure unapologetic spoilers after the jump, so tread no further if you don't want to know.  But the short version is that, aside from certain logic issues, almost nothing that occurs during the first 150 minutes of the film truly matters in regards to how the story ends.  And moreover, the unwillingness to focus on the people actually being affected by the (mostly off screen) chaos renders the film's token topicality not only politically irrelevant but dangerously close to exploitation.  To wit...

In the end, my big problem with the film was the genuine lack of connective tissue.  From a plot standpoint, nothing that happens in the first 70 minutes matters.  The time spent by Bruce, Gordon, and Blake trying to deduce the mystery comes to little, and in fact aids Bane in trapping all of the police officers when Bane finally strikes. Since Bane goes about his plans in exactly the way he planned to all along right at the moment he chose to do so, nothing our heroes do has any effect on the outcome of the first half of the film.  But even if you allow for that, I can still admit that the first half of the film is completely entertaining and contains most of the best scenes in the film.  But even acknowledging that the first half provides some wonderful character beats and most of the superior Selina Kyle/Catwoman beats, this narrative irrelevance continues right up until the end of the film.  As we learn painfully late in the game (because everyone with a brain correctly predicted it two years ago), Miranda Tate, high ranking member of the Wayne Enterprises board, is actually the secret arch-villain (Talia Al Ghul) and that Bane is working for her the whole time.


Okay, fine, but that also renders Bane's entire takeover of Gotham as a giant sideshow, a distraction, and a needless one to boot.  So Talia and Bane want to blow up Gotham with a neutron bomb?  Tate works for the very company that has the bomb, with the high clearance and built-up trust that would allow her to access it.  Unless I'm missing something, all Miranda has to do is take the scientist that Bane captured in the prologue and have him activate the bomb, be it on a brief timer or (if Bane and/or Miranda are willing to sacrifice themselves) immediately.  Boom, Gotham is ashes and the bad guys win, end of story.  Thus, anything Batman might have done earlier to stop Bane would have made any difference in the grand scheme of things, since Tate was just waiting in the wings to blow up the city.

But even from a character point of view, much of what occurs doesn't really matter.  The big revelation that Batman took the fall for Harvey Dent's crimes yields not a single real reaction aside from a personal confrontation between Blake and Gordon.  We see not a single Gothamite reacting to this seemingly devastating revelation.  The whole 'Clean Slate' program that Selina Kyle so desperately seeks ends up functioning as a giant McGuffin, even as she engages in behavior that not only aids Bane in eventually wrecking the city but bankrupting one of the few people whom Gotham might have turned to in order to help repair the damage after the fact (IE - does she really deserve a fresh start?).  Speaking of which, what exactly is the point of Bruce Wayne going bankrupt in the first place?  Never mind that Wayne never bothers to say "I didn't make those transactions, and maybe they might have gone down during the very public stock market robbery/homicide yesterday".  From a character standpoint, Bruce Wayne being broke doesn't affect the story line in any real way. Wayne didn't need to be financially humbled, nor does his new-found poverty make his various tasks any harder (he still escaped from a Middle East prison pit and somehow made it back to America and snuck into a heavily-fortified Gotham).

The only potential symbolic reason for this thread is the idea that Bruce Wayne couldn't be 'one of the good guys' as long as he was stinking rich, which flies in the face of the entire point of Batman Begins.  In short, Ala A Christmas Carol, Batman Begins argues a kind of 'compassionate conservatism' which preaches that the richest among us are morally responsible for using their riches for the benefit of all in a manner that creates a sustainable society.  The Dark Knight Rises seemingly argues that Bruce Wayne's immense wealth is by default a character flaw.  For practical purposes, all it does is leave Gotham City without the immense Wayne fortune that could help rebuild the city while also leaving large chunks of Gotham City now unemployed (I hope Fox had a slush fund).  The film has Alfred broach the idea that Bruce Wayne, not Batman, can be the positive force that can help Gotham City, before utterly ignoring that tangible concept after the first act.

The entire first-half buildup to Bruce Wayne becoming Batman again is rendered moot as, at the hour or so mark, Bane beats him to a pulp and renders him mentally and physically broken all over again, forcing Bruce to build himself up for a second time for a near identical rematch (hence the Rocky III comparison).  And considering how the finale is staged, Batman's defeat of Bane, even the whole 'cops vs. prisoners' war, is proved irrelevant by the fact that, again, Miranda Tate was waiting in the wings to reveal herself and her evil intentions.  Much of the inconsequential nature of the film is arguably due to the last-minute revelation regarding Miranda Tate.  Remove her character (or at least her duplicitous nature) and at least you still have the notion that Batman needs to build himself back up in order to defeat Bane and secure the location of the detonator before Gotham blows up.

Ironically, in the end, Bane's role in The Dark Knight Rises is little different than his role in Batman & Robin, the unquestioning lapdog of a more powerful female villain.  That in itself isn't a problem, and arguably even the 'big reveal' would have been more successful had it been revealed earlier in the narrative, in a manner similar to The World Is Not Enough (anytime Lucius Fox and Miranda Tate were together, I waited in fear for Tate to reveal herself by killing Fox).  It's ironic, considering Nolan's hardcore 007-fandom, that any number of elements from The Dark Knight Rises feels lazily borrowed from a James Bond film.  We've got the doomsday weapon that will slowly count down to destruction, the villain who is actually the henchman, the escapable death trap, the hero arbitrarily bedding a female cast member whom he barely knows, the constant monologuing, etc., etc.  The grafting of these pulpy elements into what is attempting to be a somewhat grounded superhero drama, while also telling the most comic book-ish narrative of the series, creates what can generously be called an odd hybrid stew.

This lack of consequence to the various major plot turns also fatally harms any attempts for the film to be politically or socially relevant.  For the record, there is no law saying that, just because The Dark Knight operated as a powerful parable for post-9/11 fear and moral panic, The Dark Knight Rises has to be a similar 'commentary of our time'.  But even putting aside whether the film leans one way or another, the film sacrifices its chance to be about anything grand at all.  Instead of using its 165-minute running time to at least somewhat shine a light on the regular citizens of Gotham City and how they feel about Bane's schemes and the destruction/social disorder that it causes, the film skirts the seemingly obvious side-effects (trash still gets picked up, there is no rioting, general social services still seem to be in order, etc.) while using its main characters to represent certain facets of Gotham.  Instead of focusing on the poor in Gotham City, it has Selina Kyle act as a stand in for all those who are economically downtrodden, even as Kyle looks like the least impoverished 'have not' you've probably ever seen.

Instead of showing the various wealthy Gotham elites, we see only how Bane's scheme affects the Wayne Enterprises board members, who were specifically targeted.  We are told that Bane has recruited homeless people, but all we see are escaped prisoners from Blackgate doing what escaped prisoners are wont to do when given the opportunity.  We see the rich thrown from their homes, but we don't see Gotham's poor living in those homes nor do we see upper/middle class Gothamites newly impoverished.  Even the one moment when a '1%-er' is sentenced to die via Gotham's frozen lake, the victim is a known associate of the villainous John Daggett as opposed (for example) to a wealthy citizen who is murdered for the crime of being rich while his family looks on in horror.  We are told that Bane has unleashed some kind of terror campaign fraudulently using the very-real concerns of the '99%', but all we see is a masked terrorist taking over the city by armed force and employing escaped convicts as his personal army. 

I don't have any problem with The Dark Knight Rises being apolitical Ala Batman Begins or The Avengers.  But the use of such obvious political text as basically bacon bits on an overstuffed salad is tantamount to exploitation.  Just as Bane uses the language of economic revolution to rile up Gotham City as a smokescreen for complete destruction, I'd argue that Chris Nolan and friends use the words and imagery now associated with the current economic class war as a smokescreen to give what is basically a 'big scary bad guy takes over the city and plans to nuke it while only the hero can save everyone' story an alleged deeper meaning. We see absolutely no evidence of the middle class taking any stock in Bane's ideas, and the threat of nuclear destruction negates any possible ideological discussion.  Quite simply, I'm certainly sympathetic to the ideas of the Occupy Wall Street crowd, but I wouldn't be the least bit sympathetic if someone espousing said ideology look over my city by violent force and based 'final judgement' on me and everyone in a six mile vicinity.

Instead of merely having Bane take over the city and indeed attempting to pit Gothamite against Gothamite, the nuclear peril both negates any deeper ideology while also defusing much of the actual suspense.  In short, there was a genuine possibility that one of the two rigged ferry boats were going to blow the other one up in the finale of The Dark Knight, so there was real tension as we watched regular citizens try to cope with morality in an impossible situation.  This time around, it's pretty clear that Gotham City is not going to get vaporized, and Nolan seemingly knows this via refusing to show a single regular citizen reacting to seemingly inevitable demise.  Again I don't have a problem with The Dark Knight Rises being apolitical or lacking any deeper meaning beyond Joseph Campellian theology.  But I do have a token issue with Nolan and company using somewhat crude approximations of genuine real-world political issues to dress up his inherently goofy super hero adventure under a guise of self-serious prestige that is unearned.

When the film focuses on character, be it Alfred's farewell to Bruce Wayne or Batman's tear-jerking final gift to Jim Gordon (basically telling him 'You are *my* hero, Jim.'), the picture works like gangbusters.  And the ending works despite a few logic issues, as Nolan ends up having his cake and eating it too.  To paraphrase Michale Caine in The Prestige, it's not enough to kill Batman, the trick is to bring him back.  Considering that most of the speculation concluded that either Batman would die or that Bruce Wayne would die while Batman the symbol would survive, kudos to Nolan for doing the one unexpected play (Batman dies, Bruce lives).  And considering how I've complained of late about films and television using shocking deaths as de-facto plot twists, how nice for the shocking ending to involve our lead character choosing life over death, in a manner not unlike the proactive choice made by Woody at the end of Toy Story 3.


In closing, The Dark Knight Rises is a mediocre, but not anywhere near terrible, film that uses large-scale production values and above-reproach acting to disguise a fundamentally sloppy screenplay.  What's frustrating is how the film's narrative was grounded in basic storytelling flaws almost from the get-go. Like any number of big-budget tent-poles, it is a triumph of style over substance, special effects over script, and production values over thematic content.  It's inexplicable story that constantly doubles-back on itself and eventually reveals the vast majority of its narrative to be a giant smokescreen undermines an unquestionably ambitious production.  I was not expecting a film as good as The Dark Knight or even Batman Begins.  I just wanted a rock-solid Batman drama.  Alas, what's missing is what seemingly should have been the basic ingredient: a good story, well told.

Scott Mendelson    

Monday, July 23, 2012

Weekend Box Office: Seemingly affected by frontloaded anticipation more than tragedy, The Dark Knight Rises opens with $160 million, good for third-best debut ever.

When a heavily-anticipated film debuts alongside a mass murder that takes place during a midnight showing of said film, it's difficult to know how to analyze the opening weekend figures.  Under normal circumstances, the fact that The Dark Knight Rises (trailer/review/spoiler thread) debuted with $160 million over the weekend would lend itself to the usual analysis, dealing with weekend multipliers, midnight-percentages, comparisons to The Dark Knight and other recent blockbusters, and a guesstimate in regards to final domestic outcome.  But it is impossible for now to know what the effect of the shooting had on the film's short term or long term box office performance. So for the sake of this calculation, we will basically presume that the shooting had little quantifiable effect on the numbers.  Quite frankly, looking over the data, I'm inclined to believe as much.  The film did about as well, give-or-take, as it would have been expected to do.  But the numbers, presuming little-to-no effect from Friday morning's tragedy, means that the third Chris Nolan Batman film was a slightly less anticipated affair than the last go-around, which will likely bode (comparatively) ill for long-term grosses.  Basically, horror of horrors, The Dark Knight Rises might just perform like a normal quick-kill mega-blockbuster.


To wit, The Dark Knight Rises debuted with $30.4 million in midnight showings (second only to Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part II's $43 million midnight-haul) and ended its first complete Friday with $75 million, good for the third-biggest single day of all time, behind The Avengers ($80 million) and Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part II ($91 million).  Considering The Dark Knight Rises was in 2D, it surely sold more tickets on Friday than The Avengers and may have sold more than Harry Potter 7.2 (we'll know for sure in a few days).  The film earned 40% of its Friday figure via midnight showings, just a bit higher than Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part I ($24 million at midnight, $62 million on Friday = 38%) and just behind the all-time worst midnight-percentage opening days Harry Potter 7.2 ($43m/$91m = 45%) and  Twilight Saga: Eclipse ($30m/$68m = 44%).  But its raw 'regular business hours' Friday total was about $45 million, just below the $48m/$49m earned by the likes of Harry Potter 7.2, Spider-Man 3, and The Dark Knight.  It's well below the $62 million earned during the 'regular business hours' Friday of The Avengers (which did just $18 million of its $80 million Friday at midnight), but merely being among the biggest isn't cause for condemnation.

Its $44.9 million Saturday gross means it dropped 41% from Friday, compared to the 29% that The Dark Knight dropped this time four years ago.  It's also over $2 million less than The Dark Knight's first Saturday ($47 million), which again merely means that the film was an exceptionally anticipated (and thus heavily front-loaded) genre sequel.  But it also means that it can't even claim the best Saturday of 2012, as The Hunger Games, coming off a $67 million Friday ($19 million at midnight) earned $50 million on its first Saturday four months ago.  As it stands, $44.9 million makes it the seventh-best Saturday of all time, behind Iron Man 2 ($45 million) and behind Shrek the Third and The Dark Knight ($47 million each), The Hunger Games ($50 million), Spider-Man 3 ($51 million), and The Avengers ($69 million).  The Sunday number ($40 million) puts The Dark Knight Rises at number three among Sundays, behind The Dark Knight ($43 million) and The Avengers ($57 million). Come what may, compared to recent blockbusters, The Dark Knight Rises stands pretty tall, especially without that 3D advantage. For the record, a 3D conversion would have brought the opening weekend to around $185 million, but I digress.

The weekend take of $160 million makes it the top 2D debut of all-time and the third-biggest ever, behind Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part II ($169 million) and The Avengers ($207 million) and $2 million ahead of the $158 million opening weekend of The Dark Knight. Its weekend total is actually $14 million below the adjusted-for-inflation weekend debut of the second Batman film. Its weekend multiplier is 2.13x, just below the 2.235x weekend multiplier for The Dark Knight.  At this point, with all the relevant numbers hammered out, we get into pure speculation and guestimation. Whether or not outside factors are to blame, the fact that its midnight-to-Friday percentage (40%) and its midnight-to-weekend percentage (18.5%) both fall on the very high side.  In normal circumstances, such numbers would forecast a weekend-to-total multiplier closer to 2x-2.3x (Harry Potter films and Twilight sequels) as opposed to the 3.3x of The Dark Knight.  A perfectly plausible 2.5x multiplier gets the third Batman film to $400 million, while a 2x gets it to 'just' $320 million, or just above the first Iron Man ($318 million) and just below Spider-Man 3 ($337 million or a 2.2x off a $151 million debut).  We'll know more next weekend, although the first few weekdays will give us some clues as well, as The Dark Knight earned $66 million over its first Monday/Tuesday/Wednesday.  Looking at these figures irrespective of outside variables, I'd call $350-375 million final domestic gross for The Dark Knight Rises.

The question is, are we really prepared to call a film, any film, that grosses around $325-$375 million in America a 'disappointment'?  I'd say not, especially if, as I've long speculated, that the thrill of seeing a defining Batman/Joker battle was a core part of The Dark Knight's appeal, a trump card only strengthened by the death of Heath Ledger seven months prior to release.  This time around, it was a long-shot to convince general audiences that an actor they arguably never heard of/didn't know by name as a villain they didn't know much about was as exciting as arguably the greatest fictional villain of the last 75 years.  Since the studio inexplicably all-but hid Anne Hathaway's Catwoman in the marketing materials, said iconic villain was not a major card for the film. The only differentiating factor this time around was the idea that this was a conclusive series finale, but to general audiences that merely meant wondering whether or not Batman died at the end.  Once word about the finale leaks out to the general populace, all the film will have to go on is itself which, differing critical opinions aside, lacks the kind of buzz-worthy performances, quotable dialogue, or jaw-dropping set pieces to merit repeat viewing. Moreover, Warner Bros. erred  right in the end, hiding the film from press until the last minute, perhaps an unfortunate consequence of Comic Con occurring the weekend before release as opposed to the weekend after release four years ago.  Thus the first and last news story heading into the weekend was not the generally superlative reviews but the deluge of online trolling that was directed at the few critics who initially panned it.  

 Now with the film associated with yet another American-style mass killing, even those who loved the picture will be forced to speak about it in hushed tones so as to not appear 'callous' or 'insensitive'.  I've long argued that The Dark Knight Rises was going to act more like a super-charged sequel to Batman Begins than the second-coming of The Dark Knight.  We are certainly all-but-certainly in a situation where yet another $250 million-budgeted tentpole needs massive overseas grosses to break even. The film earned $88 million overseas for a $249 million worldwide debut, the 15th best on record.  I'm sure that The Dark Knight Rises won't be a financial loser when all is said and done, and since it's the series finale there is little at stake other than pure financial margins. But its performance should be closely monitored in terms of what should be considered the top-tier potential for any and all other comic book adaptations for the near future.  We'll know more when we know more, but for now it seems that The Dark Knight may have been lightning in a bottle.

Scott Mendelson

Friday, July 20, 2012

The Dark Knight Rises spoiler discussion thread...


So it's midnight on the West Coast, which means the first midnight showings are just letting out on the East Coast.  Okay, you know the drill.  Here's hoping I have more comments here than I did for The Amazing Spider-Man.  Anyway, I'm actually going to be away from my keyboard for a couple days, but I'll *try* to do a weekend box office write-up on Sunday morning.  Until then, it's officially open season for anyone who saw the third and final Chris Nolan Batman film.  You've heard my thoughts, now time to share yours, in as much detail as you desire.

Scott Mendelson

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Review: The Dark Knight Rises (2012) is the least of the Nolan Bat-films, continuing the curse of the comic book threequels.

The Dark Knight Rises
2012
165 minutes
rated PG-13

by Scott Mendelson


First and foremost, I cannot decide at the moment if The Dark Knight Rises (trailer) is a 'better film' than Spider-Man 3Batman Forever, and/or X-Men: The Last Stand.  The fact that I have to outright state as much should tell you what a comparative disappointment this film is.  Overall, its many storytelling flaws bring the picture down, offering only engaging acting, entertaining character interaction, and the kind of empty-headed (but oft impressive) action spectacle associated with more conventional blockbusters.  It is a hodgepodge of several classic Batman stories squished into one chaotic narrative that ends up resembling a mash-up of Transformers: Dark of the Moon and Rocky III. There are moments of emotional engagement in the first third and the final moments pack an appropriate wallop.  But the film frankly drags for much of its middle 90 minutes on its way to a surprisingly unremarkable climax.  Save for mostly fine performances, including a terrific supporting turn by Anne Hathaway, and some wonderful character beats scattered throughout, this is sadly the very definition of an unnecessary sequel.

A token amount of plot: Eight years have passed since Batman took the fall for Harvey Dent's crimes in order to salvage the hope he represented to Gotham's populace in the wake of The Joker's rampage.  Batman hasn't been seen since and Bruce Wayne has become a Howard Hughes-esque hermit, forever mourning Rachel Dawes (seen in photographs as Maggie Gyllenhaal, not Katie Holmes), who he believes was going to leave Harvey for him before she was murdered by Health Ledger's anarchist clown.  However a chance encounter with an entrancing jewel thief (Hathaway) leads to Bruce slowly coming of his shell. News of Wayne Enterprise’s financial misfortunes in his absence, and the apparent emergence of a new city-wide threat in the form of international terrorist Bane (Tom Hardy), forces Bruce to take control of his life and embrace both sides of his former identities.  But with Wayne Industries being manipulated from within and Bruce long past his physical prime, what could can Wayne or Batman accomplish in a city that scorns them both?

Obviously I'm going to avoid explicit spoilers, but you'll be frankly shocked at how few genuine surprises this film has in store. It unspools in a stunningly predictable and straightforward manner.  If you have any inkling of what comic book stories are being referenced, you'll know where the plot is going, even though it takes forever to get there.  Like Transformers: Dark of the Moon, the film spends its first hour with supporting characters (Gary Oldman and Joseph Gordon Levitt in this case) trying to deduce a loosely-constructed mystery that, when revealed, makes you realize that you really didn't need to see that first hour at all.  Sure, there are some wonderful character beats, especially from Michael Caine and Anne Hathaway (including a terrific introductory scene between Bruce Wayne and Levitt's rookie cop John Blake and a devastating exchange between Bale and Caine), as well as a terribly silly motorcycle chase, but from a plot standpoint, very little of what happens in the first hour or so of the film ends up being remotely relevant.  Even Bruce Wayne's character arc, trying to be vague here, basically puts him right back where he started at the midway point.

The picture spends its first half very slowly getting to what should be the end of act one, dragging what is arguably the film's inciting action well past the hour mark and giving incredibly short shrift to what should be the meat of the story, mainly Gotham City in prolonged peril.  And for all the talk of how the film somehow speaks to our times socially and politically, HA!  Look, I'm the guy who calls The Dark Knight the defining post-9/11 movie.  But Bane's few seemingly revolutionary speeches are vague and ambiguous while his actions (using escaped prisoners as his personal army) are that of any super-villain.  Bane speaks about 'taking back your city from corruption' but we never see any regular Gothamites doing anything revolutionary, nor do we really see them reacting to much of the second-act peril in any real way.  The level of political discourse in this film is on the level of the Penguin's 'glory of Gotham!' speeches in Batman Returns (whose 'Penguin runs for mayor' plot-line was of course a brutal satire of personality politics). We're told that Gotham City is filled with corruption and that the rich are fleecing the poor, yet we see no evidence of this beyond the machinations to bring down Wayne Enterprises.  Even the idea of Gotham having turned itself around post-Dark Knight based on a lie is only dealt with in regards to how it personally affects Jim Gordon (Gary Oldman, fine as always, is once again basically tasked to play the role of sidekick this time around, ala Batman Begins).  Anything Chris Nolan and company have to say about economic inequality and its harmful effects on society were said much better in the first act of Batman Begins by Katie Holmes, Richard Brake, and Tom Wilkinson.

Action was never Chris Nolan's strong suit, and I generally don't care if a Batman film has decent action (here's a dirty secret - comic books are soap operas and readers devour them for the melodrama, not the fisticuffs).  But the action beats in The Dark Knight Rises are pretty unmemorable, with only the prologue qualifying as somewhat different (even if that terribly written and acted beat borrows from Cliffhanger and Moonraker). Selina Kyle has some fun fight scenes, but otherwise the fist fights and vehicle chases are shockingly generic.  And the emphasis on flying vehicles costs the film much of the practical magic that made its predecessor so entertaining (I think the Dent/Joker van chase is slightly overrated, but at least it felt real and unique).  Without going into details, at least a large portion of the finale ends up featuring so much 'faceless vehicle versus faceless vehicle' action that yes it does resemble a Transformers film (yes, the film's 'heroes sneak around rescuing a city in peril' third act does resemble Transformers 3).  
The film looks dynamite, and dear lord see this in an IMAX theater if you can, but the pure spectacle mostly fails to engage on any personal level.  And even the much anticipated Batman vs. Bane brawl ends up being irrelevant to the overall story (basically, whether or not Batman defeats Bane in the finale doesn't mean a damn thing to the story). That speaks to the core of the film's problem: Lots of things happen with little connective tissue to the overall story, so that seemingly big events end up being merely digressions in the overall narrative.

The marketing campaign has been hiding the film's best new addition, that being Hathaway's wickedly entertaining performance as Selina Kyle (never referred to as Catwoman, natch).  To be blunt, anyone who thought Hathaway couldn't pull this off should smack themselves in the face right now.  Aside from being scorchingly attractive both in and out of costume (pruriently speaking, she reaches Ella Enchanted levels here), Hathaway gives a genuinely engaging star turn that never calls attention to itself.  Her Selina Kyle is whip-smart and genuinely witty, but in a low-key manner that never suggests that what she does should be remotely noteworthy.  She also has crackling chemistry with Bale, which makes Wayne's shoe-horned romance subplot with Wayne Enterprises board member Miranda Tate (Marion Cotillard) a waste of screen time in a very long film.  
Also failing to intrigue is chief antagonist Bane (Tom Hardy).  With Hardy's expressive mug hidden behind a mask and speaking in an indecipherable accent that would make Christopher Lambert jealous, Bane is just not very engaging or intimidating.  I'm not asking for Bane to be as interesting an antagonist as The Joker (who is?), but I found myself missing Cillian Murphy's delicious off-the-cuff menace from Batman Begins.  His plans cause the deaths of many people, albeit the violence is bloodless and relatively video game-like (Bane makes a weird decision to keep a certain group of victims alive, primarily so they can be around for the climax). Lessening some of his impact is the fact that seemingly every character (Gordon, Alfred, etc.) somehow knows all about this monstrous foe in such detail that you have to wonder if Bane has a Facebook page.  His membership in the League of Shadows (revealed in the opening scenes) only serves to make Nolan's Batman universe into a very small one, and his connection to Ra's Al Ghul only serves to take up valuable time spent connecting the needless dots.

With a scattered mess of a screenplay, relatively generic action beats, a weak central villain, a needless love interest and countless plot beats that go nowhere and accomplish nothing, The Dark Knight Rises is in the end a mild failure.  It earns kudos for apparent ambition, and for telling a supremely comic book-ish story in a manner that suggests grand drama.  The central performers are all generally aces, with Christian Bale giving a better performance here than he did in The Dark Knight (although once again he's much more interesting as Bruce Wayne than as Batman).  The opening act has a number of strong moments and the very last minutes offer a completely satisfying and fair resolution to this three-film Batman story arc.  I just wish the film didn't take so long to get where it was going that it had to skip past the meat of its own story.  I wish the majority of the onscreen events actually tied into each other in a way that made them matter.  I wish Gary Oldman had more to do save for one great scene with Gordon Levitt in the second act, or that Levitt's John Blake served a function in the story beyond being a place holder.  This is easily the least personal film that Chris Nolan has delivered and arguably his (relative) ‘worst’.  Seeing the final product, I'm half-inclined to wonder whether or not Nolan ever wanted to return to Gotham in the first place, especially in light of how hard Heath Ledger's death affected him fours year ago (there is not one reference to The Joker even while his misdeeds are mentioned on occasion).  The end result is a mishmash of various classic Batman stories that doesn't quite fit into a cohesive whole; with a powerful finale that tries its best to justify what has come in the prior 150 minutes (it’s one clear advantage over The Avengers is that it has a genuine climax).  



Despite a top-flight cast, impeccable production values, and a number of emotional beats that genuinely work, the film doesn't stand up to scrutiny and it pales in comparison to what came before.  Moreover, much of the middle of the film is downright dull, as we wait for the inevitable confrontation while little happens between Bane's big attack and the action climax. The Dark Knight Rises is arguably a good movie in that it’s mostly entertaining and is worth seeing once on the big screen.  But it's the first Chris Nolan Batman picture that doesn't qualify as a good film.

Grade: C+

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Growing Pains: In the wake of Finding Nemo 2, just what is phase two of Pixar animation, and is it something to fear?

Is Pixar as we know it finished?  Has a fifteen-year run of uniformly fine cartoons given way to an act two filled with half-hearted misses and needless sequels?  It's a somewhat sensationalistic argument, but the timing is not a little disconcerting.  Andrew Stanton, fresh off the epic financial failure that is John Carter (which in many ways can be considered a Pixar live-action venture), is now back at Pixar to helm the sequel to one of his animated hits, a sequel that arguably no one was asking for.  And Pixar, fresh off a critical disaster (Cars 2) and a somewhat middling original effort that was supposed to restore their luster (Brave), is now set to make a sequel to their most popular film, a sequel that arguably no one was asking for.  The Toy Story franchise had more stories to tell, ones that went deeper and deeper into the themes merely hinted at in the first film (when detailing the narrative core of the company's first 15 years, Toy Story 2 is the first 'pure' Pixar film).  And Cars 2 was a 'one-for-me', a passion project for Pixar head John Lasseter.  But Finding Nemo, while (in my opinion) Pixar's most perfect film and a defining encapsulation of their 'exist in safety or live in danger' thesis, is as close-ended as you can get.  Nonetheless, come 2016, Finding Nemo 2 will be coming to theaters everywhere, courtesy of Andrew Stanton.  Perhaps Toy Story 3, one of the company's crowning achievements and a stunningly powerful finale to their flagship franchise, was really the end of Pixar as we know it.  Perhaps Cars 2 was not a blip on the radar screen but a preview of Pixar as we know know it.  

Others have hypothesized here and there regarding various 'theories'.  Disney outright bought Pixar in 2006, and there have been rumblings (some of it pure speculation) that Pixar has slowly come in line with the Mouse House's 'monetize everything' philosophy.  Much of the original titans of Pixar have gone their separate ways, or at least found homes elsewhere in the Disney company.  Lasseter and Pixar president Ed Catmull basically run Disney animation, dividing their time between Pixar, traditional Disney Animation films (Tangled, Princess and the Frog, Winnie the Pooh, etc.), and various theme-park related projects.  Brad Bird found critical and commercial acclaim with Mission: Impossible - Ghost Protocol and can pretty much write his own ticket at this point.  Joe Ranft died in a car accident back in 2005 while Brenda Chapman was more-or-less sent packing after she was removed as director of Brave just 18 months before the film's release. Lee Urich, who directed Toy Story 3, is still around and helming Pixar's admittedly ambitious "Dia De Los Muertos" (Day of the Dead) project.  Also on tap is an untitled film that 'takes you inside the mind' of a female protagonist in 2014 and an original 2015 project called The Good Dinosaur.  But by 2017, we'll have had four Pixar sequels and four originals (assuming the Day of the Dead project drops in 2017), with an a genuine stiff already among each category.  The emergence of sequels isn't so much cause for alarm so much as the sheer number of sequels being produced compared to the overall number of films Pixar makes.  Dreamworks has sequels and spin-offs out the ass (oh how I want their Penguins of Madagascar spin-off to be a bloody R-rated crime thriller), but they also make 2-3 animated films a year, giving How To Train Your Dragon and Megamind room at the table alongside Shrek: Forever After.  


The astonishing 1.000 batting average at Pixar had to end sometime, and perhaps we'll see Pixar not sink into a sea of mediocrity but merely become an animation studio that occasionally produces terrific animated films alongside some less-than-terrific films.  That's not the best case scenario, but it's something we may all have to learn to live with.  In short (well, in short for my essays anyway), let's not panic quite yet.  Pixar has had two bad films in a row and are following it up with a relatively needless prequel.  Still even that prequel (Monsters University) presents a unique challenge of telling a G-rated story in a hard-R-rated genre (the college comedy).  Moreover, Pixar is at a crucial juncture as they have basically tapped out their central thesis and now have to figure out what a Pixar movie stands for over the next several years. Pixar's unofficial trilogy of living life to the best of your abilities (Finding Nemo, The Incredibles, and Ratatouille) were followed by their unofficial trilogy of accepting death with grace (Wall-E, Up, and Toy Story 3), and there really isn't much else to say when it comes to Pixar's core themes of living life to the fullest and embracing the harsh reality of growing up, moving on, and letting go.  What does a Pixar film represent now?  That is the question that they must answer.


I'm not thrilled with this apparent sequel-filled direction either, but all of the same concerns I had over Finding Nemo 2 (a needless sequel brought about by box office-related panic) also applied to Men In Black 3, a film I ended up very much enjoying.  I hope that Finding Nemo 2 doesn't follow the same template as Disney's recent direct-to-DVD sequels (the child is now a parent whose child undergoes the same adventure but for polar-opposite reasons) and I hope that Pixar's original properties (especially that 'inside the mind' thing) end up being at least as good as Monsters Inc. or A Bug's Life. But despite my initial eye-rolling and cries of 'time of death' for the Pixar institution, things may not be as grim as they appear.  We may be entering an age where Pixar is no longer the untouchable film production house that it once was, but one of a handful of topflight animation studios alongside Dreamworks and Disney (Blue Sky and Illumination have a ways to go).  That's not exactly  the 'act two' that we all were hoping for, but it's too soon to write off the possibility of 'happily ever after'.  

Scott Mendelson