Transcending ‘Transcendence’ From a Marvel Framework

•April 18, 2014 • Leave a Comment

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So much has been made, in the trades and the comic book fandom circles, about the dream of bringing Johnny Depp into the Marvel Cinematic Universe. He would have made a perfect Tony Stark or Dr. Strange (finally name checked in Captain America: The Winter Soldier, so its on), how about Depp as the Sorcerer Supreme, and I suppose the minds of those in the know (especially a critic like myself who counts Marvel’s comic lore as part of my foundational underpinnings) wouldn’t be able to deny the obvious appeal of his casting in either role. Personally, I would have reeked out far more over the notion of a younger Depp as Michael Moorcock’s royal albino Elric of Melniboné, another master of sorcery and wielder of the soul-stealing sword Stormbringer, but in this day and age of the comic book adaptation as a studio tentpole, well, you would be hard-pressed to go wrong with casting Depp.

And while, as of yet, such a move has not been made within the official Marvel cinematic canon, it seems we might want to turn our attention to cinematographer Wally Pfister, long-time collaborator with Christopher Nolan, and the man at the helm of Transcendence, because he’s given us a taste of what could have been, and possibly what might still be awaiting us out there on the horizon.

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You see the man there, Depp as Dr. Will Caster, one of the foremost experts on sentient technology, on the leading edge of a movement to self-aware artificial intelligence. Caster has one of those curiously beautiful minds, inspired by the challenge presented, but not at all driven by the resulting applications of his findings. He leaves that to his research and life partner Evelyn (Rebecca Hall). She’s the practical one, the equally brilliant thinker with an understanding that in order to have the resources to devote to such study, you’ve got to have funding (which means a willingness to schmooze and give the financial backers something they can sell). This isn’t quite a binary team though; there is a third member of the conceptual team, Max Waters (Paul Bettany), a scientist with the soul of a human ethicist, a willingness to question the impact of such technology on humanity.

But, this is really Depp’s show – he is, after all, the face out there on movie’s posters – and that immediate shot above captures him, in mid-presentation, where he sure looks like an alternative cinematic version of Tony Stark. He’s not the playboy showman that Robert Downey and the Marvel team has given us, but we know, with a little tweaking, he could have been that guy. You can almost hear him utter that game-chaning line from the end of the first Iron Man movie, “I am Iron Man,” sending shockwaves through the room. Here, he’s more subdued, but a brooding genius; his mind always working to solve the next unsolvable piece of the technological puzzle.

What’s truly fascinating about Transcendence is how closely it comes to mimicking the premise of Iron Man 3. An anti-technology terrorist group emerges (RIFT) that fears the far-reaching applications of artificial intelligence, attacks a number of the various projects that could be united to create the inevitable threat, and in particular, targets Caster, wounding him with a radiated bullet. The only hope for Will’s team to upload his consciousness into their would-be sentient machine’s hard drive, and before you know it, the transcendent Will copies and spread across the Internet. The accumulated knowledge leads to the astronomical development of nanotechnology able to transform the human body beyond its potential. Sounds a little like Extremis, right?

And the ethical questions lurking on the periphery are exactly like those explored in more detail in the comic book storyline from which this all sprang. Film though is a more demanding master, forcing even the most creative adaptors to excise much of the heart and soul of the argument away, replacing it with a visual shorthand of computer generated sequences aiming to dazzle popcorn munchers.

Yet, up there in the mix, Pfister offers up Hall, a role player in the Iron Man 3 movie, and with a tantalizing flourish, he teases us with the physical presence of Bettany who up to now has served as the voice of Tony Stark’s AI man-servant system Jarvis, but it has been confirmed that Bettany will emerge as the embodiment of the android known as Vision in the upcoming Avengers sequel Age of Ultron. Terribly fitting since, in Transcendence, Bettany’s Max is the conscience of the scientific trio, less burdened by love and loss.

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While embracing melding of human drama and action set pieces, I longed for Transcendence to replace Iron Man 3, which is an opinion likely to run counter to the prevailing sentiment amongst Marvel movie enthusiasts. While far from perfect, Transcendence more effectively sets up the framework for nano tech as a more suitable (ready-made) union of man and machine – the next generation of the Super Soldier program that spawned Captain America. In addition, its handling of the real world terrorist element weaves better with the 1970s espionage angle the Russo Brothers fashioned for The Winter Soldier. If you’re looking for seamlessness between the Marvel titles, you could do far worse than Transcendence as Iron Man 3 with its spot-on lead-in to the next Avengers extravaganza.

As hokey and horrid as some of the blathering platitudes spouted in Transcendence can be, you have to admit that it is those very characteristics that propel some of the classic comic book narratives. Too bad, we’re left wondering what might have been, but hopefully the Marvel brain trust is paying attention to Pfister. He could fit right into the stable of talent they’ve assembled.

Stranger things have happened.

‘Le Week-End’ Offers a Different Escape from the Everyday

•April 18, 2014 • Leave a Comment

An idiosyncratic gem from last year’s Toronto International Film Festival gets unearthed this week here in the Nati. From writer Hanif Kureishi & director Roger Michell (the filmmaking duo behind The Mother & Venus) Le Week-End felt like a fully realized backstory for a pair of characters edited out of The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel.

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Nick (Jim Broadbent) and Meg (Lindsay Duncan), a British couple in crisis, jumps at the chance to return to Paris for a second honeymoon in order to save their marriage, but it becomes obvious that several tightly packed strata of complications and hurt form a foundation that a mere weekend’s worth of possible pleasure could never pierce. As a married critic, I often find it unavoidable, this sense of slipping into the situations playing onscreen, replaying the scenes and taking on the baggage of the of those avatars up there. It matter little, so it seems, whether the dramatized conflict recalls a concern in my own relationship. I project myself into that space, and my wife as well (an unwitting participant who rarely joins me for screenings – she has no idea what I subject her to, which, I suppose is a good thing in this case), carrying that burden a ways for the characters.

And so, I appreciate Nick’s predicament. An academic, pushed out of his job, yet keeping the situation and its specifics from his wife. He imagined such a different life for himself. The dream of writing, adoring students, the freedom and respect that comes as a result of a certain adoration; instead he has the mundane grind, the thwarted dreams, the lesser life, which is now on the tail end with uncertainty looming. While Meg has memories of disappointments and choices, roads not taken, and scorn, real scorn squeezing the precious love she once felt for Nick.

Every action and exchange between Nick and Meg bears all of this weight. It is a wonder they can move. And the truth is they can’t, they haven’t been able to advance together for years. So, they retreat, back past the point where things went wrong – it is easier to stumble backward into the yawning abyss, even without trusting that the other will be there to catch them before they strike the bottom – back to the beginning. Listen carefully though and it is plain that their memories of that time aren’t synchronized.

Of course right on cue, the trip down memory lane drudges up figures from the past. Morgan (Jeff Goldblum), a classmate of Nick’s and fellow writer, albeit far more commercially successful, happens to cross their path and invites them to join him for a gliterati gathering at his home with his new trophy wife and his son stowed away from view. These complications seem suited to another story, one focusing on a completely different couple, maybe younger versions of Nick and Meg. We would like to imagine that a union like Nick and Meg’s would have already traversed this wasteland and either dissolved or emerged stronger as a result.

But watch carefully, the exasperation in Broadbent. It permeates every pore of his being, and yet, he still contains a spry hopefulness. It might be frazzled and limping along, but it is there, as it is in seemingly every Broadbent performance. This lightness in him is magic and undeniably real (even honest and always human). All of these qualities make the association I have for him and Nick worth the emotionally painful consideration I take on as part of embracing this story. Despite being far less majestic than say Morgan Freeman, I would argue that I understand humanity more thanks to his work.

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The typically well-oiled snake charmer Goldblum defines a specific type now, iconically representing a mythic trickster moreso than actually exerting effort towards portraying a given role. I imagine him as a modern-day Loki, exiled from Asgard, living among us, aging at a decidedly slower rate befitting his status. Goldblum teases us with language and gesture, lying at every turn, but also telling us a larger truth that we can’t quite grasp about ourselves. I used to want to see him more in films or on television, but his brand of chicanery wouldn’t survive such constant scrutiny. The truth of it would be lost, leaving us with nothing more than the deception and we would rebel or, worse still, ignore it.

Le Week-End is all we have, and possibly all we need. (tt stern-enzi)

Critical Lessons From an After-School Film Club

•April 16, 2014 • Leave a Comment

Critical Lessons From an After-School Film Club

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Unexpected Treats in ‘The Lunchbox’

•April 15, 2014 • Leave a Comment

Unexpected Treats in ‘The Lunchbox’

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(Review)

Comparing the Supreme Identities of Captain America and Jason Bourne

•April 9, 2014 • Leave a Comment

Comparing the Supreme Identities of Captain America and Jason Bourne

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Captain America: The Winter Bourne

The Winners And Losers of ‘Draft Day’

•April 8, 2014 • Leave a Comment

The Winners And Losers of ‘Draft Day’

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(Review)

Call & Response: Director Denis Henry Hennelly (“Goodbye World”)

•April 3, 2014 • Leave a Comment

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Welcome to a new spotlight feature on the terrencetodd blog. A conversational snippet from phone interviews with filmmakers. One question, one answer. And to kick things off, I’m pleased to feature Denis Henry Hennelly, the director and co-writer of the new apocalyptic ensemble dramedy Goodbye World. We debated the futility of isolation (see Filmmaker Denis Henry Hennelly Discusses Futility of Isolationism) and then proceeded to briefly discuss the evolution of the audience (in terms of their identification as a community).

terrencetodd: When I look at my daughters (ages 12 & 15), film, the watching of it, is so different to them (than it was for me and my generation) today. So, how do you, as a filmmaker, feel about that because your audience is going to be less excited about this form than you are?

Denis Henry Hennelly: It’s funny because that community aspect is less, but in some ways it’s more. They are less likely to go to the theater, to go to the cinema. They are more likely to watch it on an iPad or a computer or whatever, and more likely to watch it in pieces, as opposed to sitting down and getting hit by an experience all at once, so all of that is less communal, but at the same time, there are these feedback loops that exist. Right after watching it, there’s the opportunity to communicate with other people about it or the people who made it. If anybody who watches this movie and wants to tell me what they think about it, good or bad, they can do that pretty easily. You know, they can find me. That’s not something I was able to do. I would have died to have been able to reach out to filmmakers. In some ways that’s way more communal. So, I guess that’s the transition. We’re always going to find ways to form community.

 
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