Showing posts with label Ryan Gosling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ryan Gosling. Show all posts

Monday, May 06, 2024

The Fall Guy

 Colt Seavers (Ryan Gosling) is the go-to stunt guy for huge Hollywood megastar Tom Ryder (Aaron Taylor-Johnson), one of those vacuous, insecure types. But that's all right, because at the same time Colt is dating beautiful camera operator Jody Moreno (Emily Blunt); He's doing what he loves, working alongside someone he's starting to suspect he loves - until a crane mishap gives him a minor injury and a severe case of self-doubt and depression. In a deep funk, he drops off the map for a year and a half, ghosting Jody in the process.

That funk ends when a producer (Hannah Waddingham) calls him out of the blue, saying Jody is getting a shot at directing a huge sci fi vehicle with Ryder in the main role, and asked for Colt by name. So Colt goes over to Australia, shoots a car chase that ends in a pretty sweet cannon roll (which, incidentally, got the Guinness world record for most spins in real life) and starts reconnecting with Jody in a pretty funny scene where Jody makes him explain himself very very publicly. As in, with megaphones. Suddenly, all's good in the world. The twist: Jody very much did not ask for him by name.


 But there's more. Ryder's missing in action, and when Colt goes out looking for him at the producer's request, he finds a corpse in an ice-filled bathtub. Shortly afterwards he's getting chased around by beefy PMC-types all over Sydney in a plot that gets sillier and dumber by the second, all the way to a contrived and, frankly, pretty fucking stupid final gambit; But that's ok, because the film has an infectious sense of fun... and more importantly, it gives director David Leitch and stunt designer Chris O'Hara free reign to come up with all sorts of the sort of craziness studio 87North shines at, this time with an emphasis on vehicular and falling stunts (though there are some really good fights in there too). Just to be clear, the movie earns essential status just based on the stuntwork. It's truly amazing.

 The script... the script (by Drew Pearce) is all right. It's big, loud and dumb by design, and even its (shockingly frequent) clever conceits, like a discussion on split screen that takes place in split screen where Colt and Jody talk around the way they split, are a bit too self-satisfied. Same problem as Bullet train, except that here a lot (not all) of the jokes work; and that makes all the difference. That split screen scene, for example, is immaculately executed, and it gets some big laughs because Jody is testing out some of the costumes at the time; so for a lot of the conversation, she's naturalistically gesturing with a giant alien hand. By the time she ends up leaning her chin on it pensively... I haven't laughed so much in a long time.
 It really does try to shine a spotlight on the world of stunt workers, with a pleasing emphasis on technical details (like the impact of the density of the sand on a beachside car chase) as well as on the eye-popping stunts themselves. If you want to be mean, it also feels like they're taking some pot shots at a certain actor who shares Tom Ryder's name and puts undue emphasis on doing his own stunts. There's a lot of fun references to a ton of other stunt-heavy movies, direct and indirect - I laughed when someone produces a Miami Vice stunt team jacket and then gets involved in a motorboat chase at Sydney Harbour. Of course they jump over a huge explosion. My favorite, though, has got to be a surprisingly high-profile nod to a forgotten 1983 trashy sci fi movie.
 On the whole it's a mixed bag, but I mostly lean positive because enough of the jokes work, and also because it's... well, cute. It's a cute movie. What with its central romance - one that has very little passion (seriously, when are we going to get love stories that feel like they aren't made for thirteen year-olds?) but one in which the stars share a huge amount of chemistry. What with its earnest reverence for stunt work in all shapes and forms. Despite a lot of cruft and artifice, it feels sincere.

 Also, I respect that they don't do that stupid, formulaic romantic comedy thing where they pretend that the couple has any real difficulties in their reconciliation. And I really do like the reason Colt gives for ghosting Jody - Yes, it's an easily avoidable mistake, but it feels real and relatable in ways a more convoluted explanation wouldn't.


 I know I've already done my share of complaining, but if you'll indulge me, let me whinge a little more: The movie-within-the-movie Jodie is making looks like flaming garbage - when they show a trailer for it, it reminded me of an even lamer version of that Zak Snyder Star Wars thing. Wouldn't it be cooler if it looked like, well, something you'd actually want to see? It's far from the only instance in which they let comedy get in the way of good story choices or actual coolness. For example, making Tom Ryder a complete clown - wouldn't the movie be more interesting if the guy actually had some chops? He'e enough of a buffoon off-screen.
 A lot of the scenes drag on for a little too long, too; The film's only two hours long, and to be honest that's a good duration for the amount of stuff that's crammed in there... but it still feels a little bloated. This should be a lot breezier than it is, especially towards the end.
 And fuck the fact that they explain away the initial accident that drives Colt away from being a stunt man. That's the worst kind of stupid and manipulative script decision.

 Don't have any complaints about the action. Maybe that they make a lot of fuss about doing an early brawl as a oner, and then when you see it it's all chopped-up and kind of messy? The rest of the movie more than makes up for it.
 The acting is excellent all around. I sometimes miss Gosling's serious side, but he's a very gifted comedian. Blunt gets the thankless role of being the straight man person, but she gets some good lines and gags in, and is basically adorable. I didn't know Hannah Waddingham (turns out she's mostly done TV) but she rehabilitates some really clunky lines and makes them funny. And in what seems to be becoming a sort of studio 87North's trademark, there's a very good boy in there too. A very good boy indeed.

 On the visual front, cinematographer Jonathan Sela captures the action well, but that's about it. It's not a particularly atmospheric movie. The music is fine, too, with several fun classic rock needle drops - no Journey, though.
 That actually brings me to an interesting point - there's a lot that's missing in the movie from the trailers. I'm actually more than OK with that, because based on them this just looked like an unfunnier Bullet Train (I went into the theater kind of expecting to hate this based on its marketing). But most of the terrible, terrible jokes from the trailer are nowhere to be found in the finished product. I do think Any Way You Want It would have fit the film's silly, generous, overindulgent ethos to a T, though.

Saturday, November 04, 2023

Barbie

 There's one point in Barbie where Barbie (Margot Robbie) is about to be re-boxed by a murder of Mattel executives led by a paternalistic CEO (Will Ferrell). The new box smell triggers some old memories: "I'm having a real Proustian flashback" She says. The CEO looks at his assistants and mutters "Remember Proust Barbie? That did not sell very well." to knowing chuckles.
 The movie could have been terrible, and I would have still liked it just because of that one line. Luckily, there are a lot of other things to like here as well.

 Robbie plays 'stereotypical' Barbie, who lives in Barbieland with a bunch of other Barbies and a coterie of Kens. Barbies run everything, Kens are basically accessories, and everything is perfect all of the time: non-stop sleepovers and dance parties and nobel prizes all around.

 But all's not well with Stereotypical Barbie; lately, she's been thinking about death. Her heels have flattened, and there's even a hint of cellulitis on her thighs. She gets sent to see Weird Barbie (Kate McKinnon), who's basically a Barbie who's been played with by Sid, the neighbour in Toy Story, and for some reason is an expert in toy metaphysics. Weird Barbie informs Barbie that her owner in the real world must have some issues, and that if she doesn't want to end up weird or continue getting less and less perfect, she needs to resolve them.
 So Barbie sets out to go out to the real world, and Beach Ken (Ryan Gosling) comes along for the ride.


 The real world is not what they expected at all; in Barbieland everyone is aware of it, but believes that the example they set has made it into an egalitarian wonderland. That's dispelled soon on arrival: Barbie is ogled at and disrespected, while someone actually asks Ken for the time- a minuscule amount of respect that floors the poor guy.
 Barbie manages to find her owner (Ariana Greenblatt), who is a militant feminist and resents even the idea of Barbie - she even calls her a fascist; "(but) I don't control the railways or the flow of commerce." Barbie complains. Then she's hijacked by Mattel executives.
 Meanwhile, Ken, bedazzled with the fact that men have power in this reality, stocks up on books on the patriarchy (and horses) and embarks on a hilarious, doomed quest to get a job, trying to be something more than just beach Ken.

 Ken goes back and stages a coup in Barbieland while Barbie gets rescued from Mattel by her owner and her owner's mother (America Ferrera). After some misadventures Barbie eventually gets back to Barbieland, and... well, there's going to be a fight. Probably not in the way you imagine it though.

 I did not love Barbie. I was convinced I would after a very promising start, and that Proust line I quoted at the beginning may be the hardest I've laughed in a movie in a long time. There is a lot to love here, but there's a combination of factors that deflated my enjoyment. Part of it is that I think it's so overstuffed it kind of loses its way in the last act - it's dealing with too many things at the same time, it takes on too many themes and conflicts and flounders when trying to divide its attention between them. The other part is more superficial - I dislike camp as an aesthetic, and I hate musicals (there are a lot of song-and-dance numbers towards the end).
 There were a lot of scenes that I love the idea of, but not the execution. Not in any technical sense - it's just that once it became clear what they were about, they dragged a bit. A few too many contrivances in service of quick resolutions to something that should be a lot messier. Which is, yeah, absolutely too much to expect of a movie about fucking Barbie (that's fucking used as an adjective, not a verb, though This Ain't Barbie is probably a thing that exists by now); That's a problem that the movie creates for itself though.
 It gets a little too didactic, and also stacks the odds in its favour by making the real world cartoonily patriarchal; An executive just comes out and cops to it, in what's probably an accurate reflection of our reality from within the movie's heightened version of it, but it felt like a cheap shot that oddly felt to me like it diluted the message. Aaand... I'm definitely reading too much into it.

 On the other hand: Ideologically, the movie is a lot more complex that I expected. It's not a brilliant dissection of gender issues, but its feminism is honest, true and feels earned. Which is probably better on a kid-friendly comedy like this. It's also constantly striving to be balanced, playful and empathetic, and much of its critique isn't related to feminism specifically but more universal themes of identity, conforming to expectations, and what have you. It also puts its didacticism in practical terms so that someone like me, who isn't really familiar with feminist theory, can understand and relate to it.
 Huh, I'm kind of convincing myself that its dissection of gender issues might be kind of brilliant after all.
 When Ken institutes a ridiculous version of patriarchy in Barbieland, it's not a straw-man version of patriarchy - it's cartoony because Ken is a cartoon, a character that was only ever created as an attachment to Barbie, and the movie still reserves a lot of empathy for him without necessarily excusing his behaviour. OK, yeah, and there's a lot of takedown of chauvinistic/paternalistic shit, a lot of it hilarious and well observed.

 I didn't love Barbie, but I really liked it - there is a so much great stuff here, including some very resonant emotional beats - but even then, the movie is not the problem here, it's just not for me. I'm just offering an unsolicited take, as always, and obviously it's resonated with a lot of others; I couldn't be happier that it's been so successful.
 The acting is wall to wall great, and writer/director Greta Gerwig and her accomplices (obligatory shout-outs to co-writer Noah Baumbach, DP Rodrigo Prieto, and Production designer Sarah Greenwood, all of whom have done an incredible job) have fashioned an incredibly weird movie that's also funny as hell, clever, personal on a ridiculously large budget, and unlike anything else I've seen. That's one hell of a series of accomplishments.