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I’d held off for a bit on seeing this; the novel Manchurian Candidate is an all-time popular movie, and, well, you know…
At the extinguish of this film I scooted over to my bookshelf and grabbed the DVD case of the new. My guess was the remake was no more than 90 minutes and the novel must have been at least two and 1/2 hours in duration. Obedient Lord! They were both exactly 129 minutes long!
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There’s a profound lesson here. The first film, in that incredible 129 managed to sing a expansive anecdote, recede a lot, freak me out repeatedly, stun me with novelty (the playing cards, the whole Republican/McCarthy/Lincoln shtick, the “flower show’ interrogation, the “jump in a lake”, getting drunk with Shaw, and on and on) work in a tremendous cherish chronicle, work in a tragic admire record, work in a pathological admire account, and produce a host of attractive characters, and thrill me with what seemed to be an unending sequence of edifying performances. The equally lengthy remake stirred small sympathies and seldom got off the ground. As storytelling, the film spun its wheels. You’d deem if you remake a movie, ignore character development, ignore any relationship development, ignore any complex and intellectual commentary on original goings-on (it was honest terrorism and corporate involvement in war handled in the most superficial device) –ignore a whale of a lot–you could bring the thing in at about 48 minutes, maybe 60 with commercials. If I witness it again (not likely) I’ll have a stop-watch handy and I’ll grasp notes. It was like some magic trick.
So what happened in that 129 minutes anyway? I’m honestly not sure–Denzel Washington sweats a lot and communicated none of the subtlety and complexity that Sinatra managed, Meryl Streep brought on the heretical concept that maybe she’s overrated and maybe Angela Lansbury was underrated, I missed Janet Leigh who delivered the same lines splendidly, I missed the dim humor and irony and ambiguity, and who the heck was that dreadful Lawrence Harvey impressionist? Motivations were lost, the WHOLE POINT that everyone hated this guy but parroted their adoration for him wasn’t presented clearly, and the motivation for the entire brainwashing venture was muddled up by the script after first stating that it was all about control. What a mess. Every time the film tried to echo the fresh, it’d already gone so far off track that it unprejudiced confused matters even worse.
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My serious suggestion is that some professor (and not necessarily a film professor) have a class spy both versions, label what went correct in 129 minutes in the modern, and what went horribly horrible in the 129 minutes of the remake and then have the students try to elaborate why. My guess is the answers will be challenging.
It’s a one-star movie but I give it two because it was up against impossible-to-beat competition.
Director: Jonathan Demme
Cast: Denzel Washington, Meryl Streep, Liev Schreiber, Jeffrey Wright, Kimberly Elise, Anthony Mackie, Adam LeFevre, Ann Dowd, Simon McBurney.
Running Time: 129 minutes
Rated R for violence and some language.
“The Manchurian Candidate” is “Silence of the Lambs” director Jonathan Demme’s remake attempt at the 1962 classic. In the original film, the villainous force isn’t Communism, but capitalism, or more specifically, a vaguely defined corporate entity that hopes to rule the world. As such, in giving us a generic corporate villain, the film has all the gravity of a James Bond adventure. The change is revealing in that it shows the political correctness of Hollywood thinking (in not wishing to slur any ethnic group, or for that matter any specific political party), plus it shows the lack of creative thinking in Hollywood (by playing it sterling and trite with the usual stereotypical band of rich, white, male Western capitalists as the baddies) . Denzel Washington plays Colonel Ben Marco, who we first meet delivering a speech to a Boy Scout troop about his experiences in the first Gulf War, and how Congressman Raymond Shaw (Liev Schreiber, who deserves an Oscar nomination for Best Supporting Actor) saved his platoon from an enemy attack. Marco, we soon gaze, has been having mysterious dreams that say otherwise. Dreams of torture, medical experimentation, brainwashing, and slay. He is motivated to investigate the dream when he finds out from a frail platoon mate (Jeffrey Wright) that he’s not alone in wondering what really happened that night. Meanwhile, Raymond Shaw has honest been positioned as his party’s reluctant nominee for Vice-President of the United States thanks to the machinations of his nightmarish mother (Meryl Streep), who is a US senator. Marco visits Shaw and tries to acquire Shaw’s support in figuring out what happened, but Shaw is reluctant to net keen. he suspects Marco is insane. Miniature does he know, his mind is being controlled by the very same people Marco’s been dreaming about.
Arguably, the actors in this remake are better than the actors in the unique, or at least Denzel Washington, Meryl Streep and Liev Schreiber give more nuanced and complex performances. Yet, better isn’t necessarily better. Frank Sinatra’s Capt. Marco was a shocked man, who composed was in control, he grounded the film; Washington’s Marco is progressively more unstable and somehow less satisfying as a-man-no-one-will-believe cliché. Schreiber, who even looks a minute like a baby-faced Laurence Harvey, plays Raymond with a gentle vulnerability, which would execute him though-provoking as the would-be candidate, but it was Harvey’s unrelenting nastiness that made it so ironic in the fresh that he ultimately became both courageous and sympathetic. This film begs you to like Raymond Shaw; the previous one dared you to. Even Kimberly Elise, whose Rosie is now an intricate fragment of the yarn, lacks that icy charm and dry humor of Janet Leigh’s mysterious and ultimately irrelevant character in the first film. The characters have been rewritten, but not reenergized. Streep, with the thankless job of trying to have the iconic shoes of Angela Lansbury, gives her character a controlled ruthlessness that is perfectly believable; but lacking that mix of cold-blooded ruthlessness and cheerfully vicious opportunism that made Lansbury’s performance a classic. Streep gives a shapely performance; Lansbury gave a new performance. Plus, by making Streep an right Senatorm logical, given the times, her power is made clear and the character is the weaker for it. Lansbury, on the other hand, was playing Lady Macbeth, a power slow the throne whose dominance was all the more evil because it was unexpected, inexplicable, yet unquestioned.
To their credit, the filmmakers have tried to follow the draw of the novel film, while unruffled adding twists and clever surprises to perform the memoir different, if not recent. Unfortunately, many, if not all, of the changes don’t work or don’t improve anything. Despite a reasonable effective initiate the film begins a downward arc, legal up to a twist-upon-a-twist ending that makes the unlikely place seem simply humdrum. It says something when you waste a film with a political assassination and collected can’t generate suspense. And it doesn’t benefit that the convention and rally sequences all observe totally false. Some films are simply products of their times; they don’t translate to different eras. Frankenheimer’s “The Manchurian Candidate” is one; it plays as original and keen today as it did them, but it is nonetheless an artifact of the Wintry War era. It tells us something about America, circa 1950-1965. All Demme’s “Candidate” tells us about 21st century America is that Hollywood has gotten inactive. Not a terrible film by any strech of the imagination, but not up to the unique version.
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