July
8,
2004
I, Robot opens
with "The Money Shot."
That is to say,
a camera tracks up into Will Smith's bed after a fevered dream
and then up his leg as Big Willie separates his legs as he bolts out
of bed, effectively giving the audience a shot of the crotch of his
tighty blackies. The female members of the audience let out a collective
gasp, though the moment is familiar to the guys, since we are used to
seeing a variation on it in movies with Halle Berry, Angelina
Jolie, or thanks to paparazzi, getting out of the car with Lindsey
Lohan.
It turns out, as
the movie progresses, not to be the money shot at all. It is, however,
a wake-up call. I, Robot is not going to go as expected. Alex
Proyas has finally fulfilled the promise that Dark City made
and, with the help of a boatload of CG, delivered his first futuristic
masterwork - less gritty than Blade Runner and less emotional
than Minority Report - but a movie that is sleek in its general
simplicity and clarity of purpose. In other words, it comes up from
behind you and puts its hands on your shoulders and forces you to stay
in your seat. But after a while it releases you and you find that you
have no urge to get up… you are suddenly there with the movie all the
way.
When movie people
talk about a four-quadrant movie, they are talking about a movie that
plays to all four major demographic groups. But I, Robot is a
four-quadrant movie in a different way. 1. It is a Will Smith movie,
but not too much so. 2. It is very much an Isaac Asimov story,
with its sense of spirituality mixed with the futurism. (Asimov's book
is credited as the film's inspiration, not the basis… odd.) 3. It is
also a straight out action movie with the best representation of large
numbers of CG characters flying around while maintaining recognizably
earthbound physical attributes that I have seen so far. (There is only
one 15 second sequence in the film that made me think, "CG cartoon,"
but given that half the movie is brimming with CG robots, it is a remarkable
achievement.) And, 4. It is one of the trend films of recent years which
is looking anew at "science fiction" of the past decades with
an eye to where we are now and where we really could be in a few decades.
The thing is, the
four quadrants are so well balanced and blended by Proyas and credited
screenwriters Jeff Vintar and Akiva Goldsman that the
movie never leans too far in any one of the directions. That is what
makes I, Robot so special. I sat in the screening and things
felt familiar… but as the movie progressed, I found myself being slowly
pulled further and further into its complexity, which still being thrown
around in giant action set pieces. In the end, I was ready to watch
it again… right then. It did what movies rarely do these days. It made
me really pay attention to it. I didn't check the Blackberry… I didn't
look around the theater… I didn't think too much about the CG. I just
watched the movie, not wanting any distractions, lest I miss something
important… something subtle and key.
It would be easy
to overstep this tale of the next generation of humans creating electronic
slaves and dealing with the slavery mentality. But Proyas was a masterful
choice for this material, since he leans to excess subtlety instead
of excess hype. He allows, as so few directors do, the audience to make
the connections itself. For instance, the use of Chicago as a character
in the film… the mixture of crumbling facades and excess grandeur right
out of the Albert Speer's Grandson playbook… the ethnic mix of
the city… the lull of it all that comes before the storm… even the sense
we all get sometimes that our computers are intentionally choosing not
to cooperate… But unlike Dark City, the connections in this story
are clear and strong enough not to piss off and distance moviegoers
who are not genre lovers. This is not, in many ways, a subtle film.
But it is.
Word was - since
denied, but so is everything - that there was a real battle at Fox over
the tone of the film. Proyas wanted to keep the "Will Smith
thing" reined in. Will wanted more of his trademark humor. And
while a few Big Willie beats may have been added - he does get his laughs
- this is mostly a straight forward, dark but not moody, go go go action
film with some serious thoughtful subtext. One more joke and it would
have been too jokey. One less joke and it might have been too moody.
Smith ended up being shown in the perfect light… strong and macho beautiful,
funny, fearless and driven. It is, with all the action, one of his best
dramatic performances yet.
Special shout-outs
to Alan Tudyk's performance (watch the credits), Marco Beltrami's
score and Simon Duggan's work behind the camera. And the Weta
and Digital Domain effects teams… again, a subtlety in very complex
work that felt really unique. Some day they will go back and fix the
end of the tunnel chase for DVD if the movie makes enough money or maybe
robots will be doing the digital composting in 20 years and it will
be cheap to make it perfect. But those 15 seconds are just a bit of
spittle in a remarkable large sea of great work.
I will say this…
you don't know what you're getting from the materials that are out there,
which are selling Smith and not the full range of the movie. And perhaps
that is an advantage for a moviegoer. As the movie unfolded, I found
myself surprised by tone as well as the material. And for a critic that
is a joy, even when the movie isn't that great. But this one… it feels
great. As I said, it is not world-changing like Blade Runner or
as loaded with fascinating sidebars as the undervalued Minority Report.
The future here is not as bleak or as fascist, though there is always
another fascist around the corner in most futurist films. This is almost
like a prequel to The Han Solo Story. It is the future, but it is one
man's story about how he became the most experienced gunslinger in the
Old West.
I am taking a deep
breath and hoping that I enjoy the film as much - even more - the second
and third time around. I'm pretty sure I will. It's not like getting
off the fastest ride in the park and racing to experience that big drop
again. It's more like riding something and feeling like that was so
cool that you are going to keep thinking about it for days and weeks
to come. I, Fan.