Last week’s movie review
is going to look positively current compared to this one.
Sadly, other than the
inability to concentrate on anything for more than thirty seconds at a time, I
have no excuses for tardiness this time around.
Less than two months
after starting this insane writing endeavor, I wrote the first (of MANY) posts
that completely got away from me. It was
also the first time I felt compelled to insert images into my mental wanderings.
Uncoincidentally, it was
also the first time my wife used earplugs to block the profanity generated by problems
with multiple image uploads before I figured out how to do it correctly.
The post in question was
an attempt to combine the mythologies of Terminator, Matrix and Tron franchises
– plus a few others.
Please click here to see it, I posted it well before I gained the skills at being a shameless
self-promotion whore I have now, and the ratio of hits to sleepless nights on
that one is far below the mental health requirement.
It turned out that not
only had a movie already been made that worked with many of those combined
concepts almost seven years before my amalgamated amassing, but I actually
owned it.
2004’s I Robot
As A.I. stories were one
of Dad’s many side interests, in both science fiction and fact, I got him the
DVD out of a bargain bin as an extra gift for Christmas or a birthday.
His typically verbose
review consisted of, “It was good.”
I never got a chance to
watch it with him.
When it came back to my
house with a pile of his other films it sat on a shelf, but never reached the
front of the movie queue. The ads made
it look like “Men in Black with
Robots.” As a fan of the original Asimov
stories, I never found a reason to up its priority.
In yet another example of
my lack of concentration, in all the times I saw information about or the box
of the film, I never noticed that it was directed by Alex Proyas.
He directed two of my
all-time favorites, The Crow and Dark City.
With this, ahem, new
knowledge, I Robot moved quickly to
the top of the pile I watched while exercising, and had me working out the
following night to finish it even though I was both sick and exhausted by various
holiday activities.
See kids, TV can make
you physically fit – and that’s not even counting trying to get in all of the
Netflix Wrestling before the WWE pulled it all on January first!
Much like the other two
Proyas films, on the surface it can be enjoyed as a straight up stupid action
movie.
I have no real problem
with those; I’ve enjoyed Commando countless
times.
However, also like his
other works, it’s the concepts and ideas strewn about the action that shifts
the movie into my special category.
All three are examples
of my absolute favorite kind of detective stories. As I’ve mentioned before,
they’re not just a “Who Done It?” but a “What is it?”
Will Smith portrays the
typical Luddite, play by hunches, foul (PG13) mouthed, violence first cop seen
in most futuristic action tales. Bridget
Moynahan plays the scientist who always values logic over emotion. Bruce
Greenwood is the corporate CEO who values profit over safety or scientific
discovery, and Alan Tudyk is the rebellious robot.
It has all the
ingredients for a typical b-movie bot blasting battle fest…and it works on that
level.
However, the
interactions between the characters and the puzzle that has to be solved goes
much deeper, and comment on the nature of emotions, consciousness and free
will.
It also uses Asimov’s
Three Laws of Robotics admirably, with multiple examples that match occurrences
in the original stories.
As usual, there are complaints
that making this kind of story into an action movie belittles the source
material somehow.
I’ve been a fan of
“hard” science fiction since I was a kid, reading Dad’s Asimov, Heinlein, and
Bradbury when I was growing up.
However, books and
movies are different media, what works in one doesn’t always translate
directly.
Yes, an epic film, or even
a miniseries could be made that was one hundred percent faithful to the stories
in the book, I Robot. If that was done, it is very likely that only
the Asimov fans would see it, and then complain about the parts that weren't correct. (Like, oh I don't know, Bicentennial Man perhaps?)
By throwing the veneer
of a big pile of explosions and car chases over the core ideas, but still
maintaining them, it allows the introduction of those ideas to a much larger
number of people…
And maybe bring some
of those people back to the original written material.
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