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And then there is
Elf. ah, Elf. I can just imagine in my mind, sitting down
to watch Elf and looking over at my grandkids and telling them
about the first time I saw their favorite Christmas movie.
Elf is a
great Jerry Lewis film for the holidays. It has a big heart.
a bigger heart than you can imagine. In Who-ville they knew, that a
viewer's small heart would grow three sizes each view!
One of the things
that's so remarkable about the film is how really simple it is. David
Berenbaum's script and Jon Favreau's direction are not fancy.
Set-up, punch. set-up, punch. But they rarely miss, in no small part
due to their how-can-this-make-sense cast of James Caan, Zooey Deschanel,
Mary Steenbergen, Ed Asner, Bob Newhart, Faizon Love and a kid named
Daniel Tay who makes a tough role work better than it deserves
to work. But at the center is Will Ferrell, who brings a relentless
sweetness reminiscent of the great comedians.
What seems to fuel
Farrell is this central gentility - on display here as a naturally kind
elf - even as a drunken buffoon in a movie like Old School. His
characters want to be loved and have no fear of being caught in their
neediness.
Here, from the opening
frames that pay homage to the 70s Rankin/Bass stop-motion Christmas
animations, we know that we are going somewhere we 30somethings really
want to go. Bob Newhart takes over as Narrator and Unit Production
Elf. more simple goodness. And then off we go with the story you know
from the trailer and commercials. Farrell is a 6' 3" elf.
After mining every
possible gag out of that at the North Pole, Buddy The Elf is sent on
his way to the big city, where the disconnect gets even bigger. Again,
the takes are raised as high as they can go. And then the search for
his real father.
It's not a traditional
three-act structure really, since when Buddy ends up in James Caan's
world, Caan and his kin have to go through a three-act transition of
their own. And then there is the lovely, unexpected performance by Zooey
Deschanel, who evolves from sprite-like to being an elfin spirit
as the movie progresses.
Elf
is a movie that takes the time to allow someone to sing a song the entire
way through.
Elf
is a movie that can make racial and other "ism" gags that are so sweet
that no one could get his or her political correctness manual out quickly
enough to complain.
Elf
is a movie about all kinds of families and all kinds of love.
Elf is
a movie that's satisfied to take its big jokes and to let them go, moving
on to the next gag.
Elf
shoots right at your heart and like its star, will beg for love unabashedly.
Simple, simple,
simple.
Richard Linklater
is 43. Jon Favreau is 37. Both filmmakers are going to be taking
major steps towards bankability with these films. But the thing that
they have most in common is that they grew up on simpler films. They
both made films that are stripped down. clean. joyous.
It is odd to see
Elf and Texas Chainsaw Massacre on New Line's slate this
year, since they both feel like what many in this town would call "Classic
Mike DeLuca projects." Directors early in their careers, working
on genre material, succeeding beyond expectations. Elf will not
do as much business that Shrek did , but it has that Shrek
feel and it will be a holiday perennial, if such a thing exists
anymore. (If I were at TNT or Comedy Central or particularly at The
WB, I would be fighting to make a 6-showing, uncut, annual, exclusive
Nov/Dec deal as soon as possible, treating this film with all the love
that The Wizard of Oz used to get on CBS for decades. If you
built it, they will come. Premiere on those nets next holiday season
before going to the pay cable window. STARZ doesn't deserve the Holiday
2004 bonanza all by themselves.) If Elf can hold its screens,
it will play strong all through November and December this year.
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David Poland