{"id":1021,"date":"2010-11-23T09:00:42","date_gmt":"2010-11-23T09:00:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.badreputation.org.uk\/?p=1021"},"modified":"2013-05-31T16:56:42","modified_gmt":"2013-05-31T15:56:42","slug":"at-the-movies-red","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/badreputation.org.uk\/2010\/11\/23\/at-the-movies-red\/","title":{"rendered":"At The Movies: RED"},"content":{"rendered":"
There are two things I want to get out of the way before I start telling you about the film today.\u00a0 Firstly:<\/p>\n
*** There are spoilers in this!***<\/strong><\/p>\n
Oh man.\u00a0 Three things, then.\u00a0
Three<\/em> things.\u00a0
Second <\/em>thing is, I am a dangerously massive fanboy for Warren
Ellis.\u00a0 I don’t really like going into a film already
biased either for or against its artistic merits, but I was
practically eating my own face with anticipation for this one.<\/p>\n
And thirdly, I am also madly in love with Helen Mirren and Morgan
Freeman.\u00a0 Helen Mirren is so badass I don’t know if I
want to be her best friend or be her.\u00a0 Morgan Freeman’s
voice alone turns me into a glowing pillar of delight.\u00a0 The
mere fact that they are near each other, in the same shot sometimes,
in
RED <\/strong>(they’re on the poster!\u00a0 Both of
them!\u00a0 Simultaneously!) is like cinematographical manna from
heaven being fed directly into my brain through a
glee tube<\/em>.<\/p>\n
So please remember that this film was seen through the eyes of
what was basically a person fully transformed into a ziggurat
of pure fandom; an obelisk of moist-eyed admiration.\u00a0
Consequently, any words that have issued from my fingers as I
type this have been vetted for inappropriate levels of fanboy,
but I can’t promise that I’ll have caught all of
them.\u00a0 I can promise, however, that I have done my
best.<\/p>\n
But first off – and I’d really like to get this
out of the way, because I think we all noticed it,
didn’t we – there’s one scene that made me
actually shout “NO!” in the cinema and made people
look at me in disgust (sorry, Vue Cambridge!).<\/p>\n
Okay.\u00a0 The scene is this: Helen Mirren’s character,
Victoria, gets shot in the abdomen in such a way that she
genuinely thinks her life is at stake, and she prepares for a
final showdown, unarmed and bleeding from the gut, and then! a
man saves her.\u00a0 He literally sweeps her off her
combat-booted feet and whisks her off to safety.<\/p>\n
This is a clich\u00e9 that we have ingrained into our social
consciousness as thoroughly and as needlessly fictionally as
“frogs turn into princes when adequately
tongued.”\u00a0 “Woman cannot save self; man saves
woman.”\u00a0 At least the frog-kissing trope
doesn’t then translate across into how people commonly
regard frogs.\u00a0 But this “women are crap and need
saving” bollocks translates, doesn’t it?\u00a0 You
get it everywhere, from fairytales to adverts; this pointless,
condescending infantilism.\u00a0 This is a point at which I
would like to refer you to Bill Bailey’s magnificent “Beautiful Ladies”<\/a> song,
which tears the piss out of this trope perfectly.<\/p>\n
Beautiful ladies, in emergency situations!
The most aggravating thing about it is that – well,
okay, some viewers may find that it made the re-emergence of
this clich\u00e9
less annoying<\/em> – Helen Mirren kicks fourteen
types of arse in this.\u00a0 She has a free-mounted
machine gun.\u00a0 She blasts her way through waves of
drones with John Malkovich meekly in the background
handing her more guns.\u00a0 She explicitly changes out of
her heels into a nice pair of combat boots to handle the
violence.\u00a0 She knows surgery and hides guns under
flower-arranging.\u00a0 So, for me, to have her punctured
and enlimpened like a party balloon just made me want to
cry.<\/p>\n And
then she SMASHED STUFF<\/p><\/div>\n
That said, I was so delighted by her character that I
was genuinely pleased that she’d been saved,
rather than sacrificed.\u00a0 So the
getting-saved-by-a-man was more pleasing to me than if
she hadn’t, and been left to die, but she’s
an epic-level character!\u00a0 She shouldn’t be
shot down by a faceless NPC1<\/a><\/sup> in the
first place!<\/p>\n
So there’s that.<\/p>\n
On the whole, though,
RED<\/strong> absolutely delighted me.\u00a0 The
dialogue is hilarious, the action sequences
beautifully shot and choreographed, and the whole
thing is a visual feast.\u00a0 The characters are
chunky and believable – yes, including The
Girl, the love interest, the object of obsession
– and while they’re all deeply flawed
in some critical respect, they’re
likeable.<\/p>\n
Let’s take Bruce Willis’s character,
Frank.\u00a0 He’s the hero.\u00a0
He’s badass in pretty much every respect,
but his treatment of The Love Interest, Sarah
(Mary Louise Parker), at the beginning is
absolutely repulsive.\u00a0 We are right by her
side when she makes a bid for escape – it
doesn’t matter if what he says is best for
her and that we’ve seen his house shot to
pieces, the fact of the matter is that he has
BROKEN INTO HER HOUSE AND KIDNAPPED HER.\u00a0
As she says, “You can’t just go
around duct-taping people”.\u00a0 And we
can absolutely sympathise with her.\u00a0
She’s just an ordinary person.\u00a0 And
you
can’t<\/em> just go around duct-taping
people.<\/p>\n
I actually loved her to bits.\u00a0 She felt
like someone I knew, and the scene where she
brazens her way out of a Situation In A Lift
is a spectacular testament to how ordinary
people can rise to a challenge.\u00a0
She’s great.\u00a0 Also, that’s
a very gratifying example of her saving
Frank<\/em>.<\/p>\n
Interestingly, this film was given an
opportunity to pass
the Bechdel Test<\/a>.\u00a0 Sarah and
Victoria are left alone in the snow,
while Victoria takes aim at some
kneecaps with a sniper rifle.\u00a0 They
discuss Frank.\u00a0 And then Victoria
threatens to kill Sarah and hide the
body.\u00a0 So it had this whole
assenting-to-trope\/subversion thing
going on.\u00a0 The opportunity was
there! But sadly missed!\u00a0 But I
think it also does just go to show that
a film doesn’t have to pass the
Bechdel Test to also have brilliant
female characters in (and visa versa:
Sex And The City 2<\/strong> springs
to mind…).<\/p>\n
Because it does, you know.\u00a0
It’s not just Sarah and
Victoria (HELENNNN) that are
brilliant in this; a tiny bit-part
background character with no name
gets held at gunpoint by John
Malkovich’s marvellously
paranoid Marvin.\u00a0 He declaims
her as following them, and having a
gun in her handbag.\u00a0 This is
awful; she is terrified and shaking,
and Marvin is the bad guy. \u00a0And
then, it is revealed that yes, she
was <\/em>following them, and
yes, she does have a gun.\u00a0 It
is a rocket launcher.\u00a0 And if
that’s not brilliant, I
don’t know what is.\u00a0
The gun-wielding grunt role
isn’t just restricted to the
men in this film.\u00a0 And
that’s good.\u00a0 I’m
up for that.\u00a0 Let us have
equal opportunities in both our
heroes AND our villains.<\/p>\n
YOU SHOULD SEE THIS FILM
BECAUSE:<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n
YOU SHOULD NOT SEE
THIS FILM
BECAUSE:<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n
\nBeautiful ladies are lovely, but sometimes they
don’t take care
\nThey’re too busy with
their makeup, or combing their lovely hair
\nTo take
basic safety precautions.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n
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