Circus (2000) from Johnny Web (Uncle Scoopy; Greg Wroblewski) |
The
Robbins Recipe: Lock, Stock and a whole bunch more
Smoking Barrels.
I thought Tarantino and Fincher must have been the most copied contemporary directors, but I always forget about the British film industry, which seems to turn out 1000 Guy Ritchie films per year. The not-so-secret ingredients are: |
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In this variation, the actors are joined by comedians, so the ratio of dialogue to action, often skewed in these films, is completely distorted toward dialogue. It's basically sadistic humor peppered with incomprehensible plot twists. It isn't made any easier to understand by a technique that features false flashbacks and real flashbacks without any explanation. Everyone is double crossing everyone else, as well as the people they are doing the double-cross with. And sometimes they are just lying about the double cross. Or something. The British film industry reminds me of my mom. When I was a kid, I'd say "I liked that book about trains", and she would then give me train books for years. She'd drive hundreds of miles to get rare train books, long after I'd lost interest. Then when my boys were little kids, they made the mistake of telling her that they really enjoyed the toy trucks that Hess Oil issued each year. I think they were well into their twenties, and she was still giving them those toy trucks every Christmas. She was a terrific mom, but she never knew when the game was over, and she never let reality interfere with her fixed ideas. So it has always been with British movies. A few successful comedies - expect the same formula for 20 years. A critical and financial hit with "Lock, Stock ....."? Expect to see these stylized, violent gangster comedy/dramas for a long time after we're sick of them. "Circus" is this week's train book. Jeez, what are the chances of seeing, in 24 hours, two incomprehensible movies starring Peter Stormare in which he uses a silly regional English accent? (I think his region is the Little Stockholm section of Liverpool) Add this one to The Million Dollar Hotel |
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To tell you the truth,
the film isn't as bad
as the critics said. (It was universally panned in the UK.)
Moments are fun to watch, the photography is colorful and stylish, Fred Ward creates an especially interesting character, and the resolution seems to pull together the important ends in a cathartic and satisfying way. Just don't expect to know what's going on until the end, and don't expect to see anything very original. |
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