Showing posts with label the king's speech. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the king's speech. Show all posts

Friday, March 4, 2011

The King’s Speech (and The Adjustment Bureau… and just about any movie, really) as Romantic Comedy

The following begins with an aborted attempt at comparing The King’s Speech to a conventional Romantic Comedy. Watching The Adjustment Bureau today, it occurred to me that it isn’t just the Romantic Comedy subgenre that has this same basic throughline; really it’s a fairly basic story structure since as long as humans have had stories. But anyway, before expanding that idea, here’s the aborted King’s Speech blog entry:

I’ve complained before about the generic throughline of The King’s Speech. But, I want to spell it out a little more clearly. The King’s Speech, despite its British pedigree, despite its highbrow historic subject matter, is structured like a fairly basic romantic comedy. Allmovie.com’s description for the subgenre describes it simply: “a subgenre of comedy that focuses on the complications arising from the search for romance, courtship or a new relationship.” The King’s Speech fits that last one, if you go for a literal interpretation. But, going less literally, the structure fits; AllMovie continues: “couples usually started off disliking one another, only to slowly overcome such obstacles and fall in love y the upbeat conclusion.” When Bertie first meets with Lionel, he doesn’t care for the man’s familiarity, for the man’s methodology, for the man really.

Backing up, even before Bertie meets Lionel, the film has—in modern critical parlance (which I don’t care for)—a meet cute when Elizabeth comes incognito to Lionel…

I’d hate to steal from Wikipedia (especially since this entry has no sources [note, after the fact, this Wikipedia bit is actually quoting but not citing filmbug.com]), but this description of the basic plot is a good one:

The basic plot of a romantic comedy is that two protagonists, usually a man and a woman, meet, part ways due to an argument or other obstacle, then ultimately reunite. Sometimes the two protagonists meet and become involved initially, then must confront challenges to their union. Sometimes the two protagonists are hesitant to become romantically involved because they believe that they do not like each other, because one of them already has a partner, or because of social pressures. However, the screenwriters leave clues that suggest that the characters are, in fact, attracted to each other and that they would be a good love match. The protagonists often separate or seek time apart to sort out their feelings or deal with the external obstacles to their being together.

Bertie and Lionel actually have a few small arguments—the dispute right up front when Bertie doesn’t trust Lionel’s methods in recording him reading from Hamlet, Bertie accusing Lionel of treason and ridiculing his failed acting career—before the big one, when Lionel’s qualifications are questioned by the archbishop. That’s the big breakup before the end, the big obstacle keeping Bertie and Lionel from being together.

It was at this point in my blog attempt that I realized I really wasn’t very familiar with the more conventional romantic comedies of recent years, the kind that star, say, Sandra Bullock. I was trying to think of those big breakup moments that always come just before the couple realizes they belong together and maybe there’s a grand gesture or maybe there’s mutual epiphanies and they run into each other’s arms (not always literally, of course)… and I couldn’t think of any really obvious ones. Here’s what I had, in no particular order:

It’s Lisa discovering who Akeem really is in Coming to America.
It’s Anna thinking Will betrayed her location to the press in Notting Hill.
It’s Jack’s inability to tell Lucy not to marry his brother in While You Were Sleeping.
It’s Diane choosing her father over Lloyd in Say Anything.
It’s Linda answering the door and calling herself Robbie’s fiancĂ© in The Wedding Singer.
And numerous other (probably better) examples. I realize in recent years I haven’t bothered with any of the more conventional romantic comedies, so…

After a little more brainstorming, I thought of So I Married an Axe Murderer, but I couldn’t decide if that big obstacle was Charlie’s suspicion of Harriet, or her sister turning up at the hotel, or… well, my whole attempt to boil down the structure of a generic romantic comedy was stalled. Obviously, there’s the two people who are total opposites but deep down are just perfect for each other. There’s some story going on as they get to know one another and outside forces (jobs, family members, or though it’s not a comedy, the titular bureau of The Adjustment Bureau, or conversely the Devil in Two of a Kind, or mortality in Love & Other Drugs) get in the way, building up to that huge obstacle/breakup that sets up the final act. And, then you get the grand gesture, say Lloyd holding that radio over his head, Josie getting on that pitcher’s mound in Never Been Kissed… Patrick singing “Can’t Take My Eyes Off You” in 10 Things I Hate About You is a little early in the film, structurally, to qualify, but that’s a good grand gesture kinda thing.

But, anyway. The throughline is pretty basic. Simplify it even more: instead of two people trying to be together, it’s one person or a group of people just trying to do… something. Outside forces get in the way—that is the essence of drama, right? The stuff getting in the way reach a peak, say the destruction of Hometree in Avatar, or, for another James Cameron reference, the ship starting to sink in Titanic. With your basic three act structure of most any film, especially out of Hollywood, inevitably any one of them can be compared to a romantic comedy then. I don’t have to simply pick on The King’s Speech just because I’m still bitter over it winning the Oscar for best Picture over several better films.

The Adjustment Bureau, by the way, is a tragic casualty of Hollywood rescheduling. It’s a great film, touching on some of the same themes as Inception—supposedly, it was delayed from last summer/fall to not be released so close to Nolan’s Best Picture nominee (one of those that was better than The King’s Speech, in my opinion)—free will being a big one of those themes. Of course, The Adjustment Bureau has a different take on it, and doesn’t have us following a bunch of thieves out to potentially ruin a man’s life for a good chunk of money… seriously, the film never actually suggests that Fischer (the son) is capable of making his own way without his father’s business empire. But, somehow it plays like a great idea, the film pulling a good game of suggestion on us almost as well as the characters do on him. There’s a lot of shorthand, universal relationship stuff, father and son, or husband and wife (with Mal and Cobb), without really giving us reason to care about what happens to Fischer in that vault at his father’s deathbed, or what happens to him after all this dreaming is done for that matter. Keep in mind, he’s not our protagonist. Cobb is. Cobb, a guy who make s aliving stealing people’s ideas, and who is essentially as responsible for his wife’s death as his wife wanted him to look (only not for reasons that might necessarily hold up in court), and we root for him, because Hollywood shorthand puts us on his side right from the opening scene. We want to identify with someone up there on the screen, and whoever they give us first, he’ll do.

For the record, I think Inception is a great movie. I even think The King’s Speech is a great movie. But, picking these things apart—this is fun. And, anyway, I was talking about The Adjustment Bureau. It’s take on freewill is more in line with man versus god (or, specifically the “Chairman” of the Adjustment Bureau) in what destiny is. We’re given a likeable enough guy, David Norris, running for Senate (and destined for higher office?) and we get the “meet cute” (that term is kinda growing on me the more I am forced to use it, so I must never again use it) with Elise hiding in a men’s room stall when he comes in to practice a speech (spoilerish but only in a minor way as this is early in the film), his concession speech after having lost this election. This one meeting is supposed to be all they’ve got, enough to inspire him to change his style for the speech, to go off script and come off as the frontrunner for the next senate run and maybe even the presidency after that. But, chance steps in—it’s almost like a Greek drama, chance versus fate, free will or the illusion of it caught in the middle. Outside forces just like any romantic comedy (or drama) get in the way, an ex fiancĂ©, adjustment bureau knowledge making David hesitant to move forward with the relationship, a car crash, and a promise of dreams quashed. The point to my rant against Inception above was that arguably this film should have actually gotten a more positive audience response, since it’s a love story at the heart, not a bunch of thieves taking down an heir to a corporate empire (not that taking him down isn’t a good thing). And, the science fiction is downplayed here. It’s almost omnipresent, but it’s often subtle, such a given for the premise that it’s never really huge. The visual effects are numerous, though often playing on the same element; if you’ve seen the trailer you’d know about the doors opening to places they shouldn’t, and there are a lot of these doors in the movie, a fairly simple visual effect but done expertly and often.

There’s a coup small breakup moments leading up to the big breakup and then (HEREAFTER THERE BE SPOILERS) David has his grand gesture moment when he lets Elise in on what’s going on and makes a run through the bureau’s doors across (if you can apply such a simple preposition to the directionless travel these doors imply) New York, eventually getting into the Bureau building itself, heading for a meeting with the Chairman. Where Inception has its cleverness, dreams within dreams that got a bit too complicated for some viewers, The Adjustment Bureau takes on a bigger idea, effectively debating the existence of and/or the role of god in our individual lives, but plays it straightforward enough that its hardly confusing. It steps past attempts at cleverness and goes right to intelligence, if you can understand the distinction.

Is unfortunate that The Adjustment Bureau got delayed into the doldrums of the movie year. It deserves more attention, and a larger audience, than it is bound now to get… even if it does have a fairly basic structure.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Biutiful, Salt, The Wolfman, I Am Love… and is there some changing Oscar momentum?

Biutiful is occasionally beautiful, often moving and entirely better than a few of the English-language Oscar nominees this year (shall I rant about The Fighter or The Kids Are All Right again?). Damaged characters who occasionally do bad things and inadvertently do some very bad things—this is my kind of movie. It’s not for everyone—and not just because we American filmgoers tend to not want to read our movies. This is not a happy film; just look at the premise: a man who talks to dead people, has an addict wife, has two kids who clearly could use a better quality of life, employs desperate illegal immigrants and who has just been diagnosed with terminal cancer. There is much sadness in play, to be sure. There is some great use of visuals, notably some mirrors in the same vein as Black Swan but more subtly. There is also a very strange stripper bar, the details of which are so unique I was sure it had to have some deliberate meaning for the film… otherwise why not simply film at a more generic stripper bar? Except I still haven’t figure it out… maybe some symbolic ubercultural motherhood thing? Nevermind that. Bardem proves worthy of his nomination for Best Actor (though even if some crazy fluke meant Colin Firth wasn’t going to win, it wouldn’t be Bardem to take the top slot from him). Anyway, for anyone who has seen or read about the film and wants to see it, you will probably like it a lot. If you’ve not even heard of it (and still aren’t sure you know what it is, even after seeing it on the Oscar nominations list or reading the above paragraph) then it’s probably not for you.

Salt is not a great film. But, it was actually better than I expected, flowing fairly well through its various setpieces to a finale it didn’t necessarily earn (through characterization, that is). The writing holds up, for a shallow action movie anyway. There isn’t much time given to letting us get to know the characters or even necessarily care about them. But, it’s not like this was advertised as a movie with great depth. It is an action movie that harkens back to Cold War era spy thrillers with more modern stuntwork. It also has some good sound (it’s up for Sound Mixing at the Oscars), though I think Inception’s got it beat. Plus, it is far better than another movie I watched last night…

The Wolfman is an awful movie. There is some fine visual effects, some good makeup (that latter one is where it falls on the Oscar nominations list) and even a few good action sequences; it’s rated R for “bloody horror violence and gore” and it makes good use of both those things. What it doesn’t make any good use of is actors… or writers. Seriously, on that latter one, writing credit goes to Andrew Kevin Walker, writer of Se7en… so, I guess ALL the credit for the greatness of that film must go to David Fincher, because Walker has turned into a hack. Really, when you have a character explaining his feelings about his dead wife and describing how he walks the halls of his big empty house at night looking for her (or whatever that damn line was) and Anthony Hopkins can’t do anything with the line, you have a problem. When there seems to be a love story trying to be at the heart of your story and yet the male and female leads have hardly any screentime together, have no chemistry, have had no romantic scenes and I WANT him to kill her in the big finale, there is a problem with not only the writing and directing but also the acting. Anthony Hopkins was phoning in his scenes. Del Toro makes one wonder if he ever bothered emoting on screen (I know he’s been great in the past, but this film almost blocks out my memories of it). Emily Blunt was a waste of screen space, a waste of story time and really had nothing to do so she barely had time to do it badly. Perhaps the only actor who actually did anything good with what he was given was Hugo Weaving. Of course, he had very little to do except simply be the cop. He also gets one of the only good lines in the entire movie when he explains why he’s simply sitting in the local tavern rather than out hunting the monster that’s killing people—I should really spoil that so you don’t have to bother watching the movie… but I can’t find the scene online. Of course, the film doesn’t bother making us want to care about any of these characters anyway—seriously, I didn’t even know del Toro’s character was named Lawrence until close to the end of the film and I didn’t realize Weaving was supposed to be Aberline of Jack the Ripper fame until I just tried to find his tavern scene online. Instead it spends 10 to 20 minutes (which felt more like 40) trying to be a horror film without having established setting, let alone any characters or even a monster, then lets some actors wander around. The only sequence that was really any good (aside from Weaving’s scene mentioned above) was probably the whole asylum sequence, in which del Toro is tortured and then finally turns into the wolfman right in front of a bunch of stupid doctors who apparently didn’t read the arrest report, since for some reason they think he’s crazy when the guy who caught him totally bought into the wolfman thing (or considering he was supposed to be Aberline, I guess maybe he didn’t but that was not at all the impression I got watching the film). Anyway, I really hope this film doesn’t get the Oscar for makeup, but it’s got a good shot I suppose, up against Barney’s Version and The Way Back. I haven’t seen the latter (yet) but the former uses makeup for aging (and maybe de-aging) characters, nothing fancy. La Vie en Rose won for such a thing a few years back, but other recent winners have been the less subtle uses of makeup.

Moving on, I Am Love is a great film, a strangely understated drama, a romance, a tragedy. But, it’s up for Costume Design, not Foreign Language Film (it had been mentioned as a possibility there leading up to Oscar nominations but no luck). So, skipping past some good acting work by Tilda Swinton (in an Italian-speaking role, by the way) and some good performances from a bunch of Italian actors with which I am not familiar, there is some great use of blurs and unreal lighting in the film, some good sets, nice camera work… so I could see it being up for Art Direction. The costumes… well, Swinton’s do add a bit of character, but most of the rest of basic suits, plain clothes. Well, the recently-turned lesbian daughter does have an annoyingly noticeable sweater she wears to the funeral, but I don’t think I was supposed to think that inappropriate. So, it’s just Swinton’s various dresses, and I doubt that’s going to win over, say, True Grit, or Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 or Alice in Wonderland, even The King’s Speech (that one’s just so damn likable that it’s going to win a few categories it probably shouldn’t, maybe even this one). Still, a great movie.

But, on the subject of The King’s Speech, coming off a PGA win and a SAG win, it’s starting to seem like the momentum is shifting away from The Social Network… except I’m not so sure. The King’s Speech is built around its actors, not its director (even though Hooper took the damn DGA prize as well) or its writing or its art direction or costume design… but clearly there’s some love for The King’s Speech in the Academy, since it’s nominated for about everything it qualified for. I guess we’ll see.