Director: Peter Jackson | Starring:
Mark Wahlberg, Rachel Weisz, Susan Sarandon, Stanley Tucci, Michael Imperioli
Released: 2009
| Runtime: 136m
| Rating (out of 5):
**½ |
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I'm one of three people
in the US who didn't read The Lovely Bones. I've also never read a
Dan Brown book, done the Macarena or seen field hockey being played.
The last thing I'm a little sad about, but the others I could probably
survive without much of a spiritual dent. That said, the idea behind
The Lovely Bones intrigued me, and who can resist a Peter Jackson
movie about a dead girl trying to help her family solve her own murder?
Sounds like a winner, right?
Wrong. What probably made an introspective, cerebral book about letting
go, moving on with one's life and the cosmic imprint we make on everyone
we touch in life was rendered here as CGI-driven pabulum that made
about as much sense as another horribly disappointing film, The
Fountain. Dreamy and ethereal is one thing, but talk of heaven
and the afterlife all symbolized against achingly obvious greenscreen
is no fun for anyone. Perhaps they should have gone with the "based
on the novel" approach and told the story in a much more straightforward
ghost story, Sixth Sense type way.
This just came off as overly complicated, vaguely religious and underwhelming.
And then there's Mark Wahlberg's acting. Putting a 70s wig on the
guy (the film was set in the early to mid-70s) doesn't help mask that
oddball, monotone delivery he has. The strained "acting" he does is
almost laughable at times, though he does look distraught in several
scenes--as well he should be. But acting by messing up your wig and
looking vaguely constipated does not an Oscar make. Stanley Tucci
as the creepy neighbor/murderer went a little hard on the clichés,
what with his false teeth, child molester glasses and weird comb-over.
He's certainly better than Wahlberg, but that's like saying a kick
in the nuts is better than a sock in the face. The girl who plays
our heroine, Susie Salmon, acts mostly in voiceover and stares out
into a computer horizon while some computer nerd enhanced her already
liquid blue eyes. The actress, Saoirse Ronan, would certainly seem
to have a future in front of her filled with period films and melodrama.
I really wonder if Peter Jackson hasn't gotten too reliant on the
computer technology. CGI has become the musical interlude for the
new century. Where once directors with a hole in the script would
throw in a Goo Goo Dolls track and film people staring out windows
into the rain, they now spend millions of dollars with ILM to make
computer birds form messages on computer trees, imaginary islands
appear in the mist of heaven and all sorts of other visual trickery
to try to distract us from the fact nothing much has happened for
the last hour. It almost makes me ache for crap like City
of Angels. Okay, that's taking it too far, but perhaps if Jackson
dialed in a little Heavenly
Creatures rather than the walking trees from Lord
of the Rings we would have ended up with something compelling
and raw rather than technical and detached. [HBO On Demand]
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