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Apocalypto
About halfway
through Mel Gibson's Apocalypto there is a very dopey
sequence that is necessary for the remainder of the script to work,
in which a little girl prophesizes what is going to happen to the heroes
and the villains. Without it, the coincidences that enable the hero
to succeed would be too outrageous to accept (although there is a perfectly
logical reason for the biggest one), and Gibson gets the moment out
of the way as quickly and unobtrusively as he can, but it's still pretty
dumb. That moment aside, however, the 2006 feature is a rollickingly
enjoyable jungle adventure, set, as everyone surely knows, in Mesoamerica
before it was infected by the Europeans. On the Touchstone Home Entertainment
DVD (UPC#786936705089, $30), with the jungle noises surrounding you
and James Horner's partially primitive musical score pounding
away, it is especially captivating. Although the story is as simple
as they come-the hero is taken away from his family by the bad guys,
but eventually escapes and is chased by the villains (he uses his knowledge
of the jungle to get the best of them), while cross-cutting reveals
that his family is also in peril-the setting is thrillingly fresh and
unique. The movie may run 138 minutes, but it barrels along so vigorously
that you hardly know the time has passed. If the film's speculation
on what a pre-Columbian metropolis was like is not entirely accurate,
it is still a fully believable alternative, and the educational value
of the sequences set there are enough, alone, to make the film worthwhile.
The performers apparently speak some sort of pre-Columbia language as
well, but convey most of their feelings with physical mannerisms and
expressions that, given the circumstances, are adeptly executed. Finally,
it is necessary to make note of the film's violence, if only to dismiss
it as a non-issue. In Gibson's two previous films-the obnoxious finale
of Braveheart and innumerable times in The Passion of the Christ-the
violence was over-accentuated with an emotional focus that sent both
films off kilter, allowing the conveyance of pain to supersede the psychological
or spiritual conflicts it was intended to underscore. In Apocalypto,
however, the violence is just good old plain movie violence, 2006-style,
upping the ante and increasing the thrills, but not interfering with
the viewer's stake in the hero's challenge.
The picture is presented
in letterboxed format only, with an aspect ratio of about 2.35:1 and
an accommodation for enhanced 16:9 playback. The color transfer is excellent.
The darkest shadows are carefully detailed, and whatever special effects
have been added are indiscernible. The 5.1-channel Dolby Digital track
is marvelous, but there is a DTS track that is even sharper and harder,
constantly adding to the film's encompassing spell. The default English
subtitles can be suppressed if you wish-certainly after an initial viewing
you'll be able to follow the story perfectly well without them, little
girl's pronouncements aside-and there are optional French and Spanish
subtitles, too. A single, minute-long deleted scene-a reflective moment
contributing to the film's theme-is presented, as is a 25-minute production
documentary that gives you the gist of how the very elaborate and complex
undertaking was executed. Gibson and screenwriter/assistant producer
Farhad Safinia provide a commentary over both the film and the
deleted scene. They do not rush to explain every filmmaking trick or
historical reference employed, but they do keep the talk moving with
that sort of information as they also reminisce about the shoot and
laugh good-naturedly at their ambitions.
"Farhad found
this guy, because we didn't have a 'king.' They kept bringing us guys
from the gym and they were very nice guys but they looked like guys
from the gym, and I said, ' I need a guy that I want to know with just
one look at him, because he doesn't say anything, why he's the king."
So Farhad went down to the docks and brought me back three guys and
by golly, he had the king with him. You wanted to know, on sight, that
this guy had murdered his brother for the job. He's got that look."
"What did you
call it?"
"The sneer
of cold command. I borrowed that from Percy Bysshe Shelley. Ozymandias
of Egypt. 'The sneer of cold command.' But he certainly had it. And
green eyes. Almost Egyptian."
July 10, 2007
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