Showing posts with label Tommy Lee Jones. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tommy Lee Jones. Show all posts

Thursday, August 4, 2011

The Sentinel of Liberty, The Spitfire, And The Overly Tanned Cranky Villain


Back in the 90s, I picked up the first in what's become a good sized collection of Captain America comics. It was the first issue of a storyline called Man Without A Country, and it featured the character framed for treason by a nasty piece of work named Machinesmith, stripped of his identity and citizenship, and exiled to Europe, where he had to clear his name and get back to the States just in time to save the President, who looked suspiciously like a certain former Prez who liked cigars, getting "serviced" by interns, and insisting he didn't have any relations with said interns. I'm sure Cap had to stop himself from rolling his eyes while saving Bubbas' miserable neck.


Captain America seems to be, at face value, a tricky kind of character to adapt to the big screen. There's been a previous adaptation from twenty odd years ago that I've seen bits and pieces of on cable, which is profoundly cheesy. We're talking mozzarella, cheddar, Swiss, Gouda, and gorgonzolla crammed together into a giant mountain of cheesiness. It didn't work, for a lot of reasons, among them bad writing, bad casting, bad effects... I'm sure the actors involved in that train wreck would like to forget it ever happened. There's also the issue that a character named Captain America might have problems doing good box office numbers in international markets. Put too much "rah rah pledge to the flag and apple pie" into the film, and it would turn off audiences around the world. Like I said, though, at face value. 

Having read the characters' adventures for some two hundred or so issues now, there's a lot beneath the surface. When he's written well, Cap's a man of integrity, principles, compassion, and personal fortitude. He's a soldier who everyone else naturally looks to as a leader. In fact, he's even been at odds with the direction of his country through the long run of the series. Among the challenges of a film adaptation are infusing the core of the lead character with those qualities, and toning down the bombast, so to speak.
Captain America: The First Avenger succeeds wildly as an adaptation, telling the World War Two adventures of the man who will become the leader of the Avengers. While the film has present day bookends, the bulk of the action is set during the War. Steve Rogers (Chris Evans), is a small, scrawny New Yorker who yearns to join the war effort, but his physical condition seems to doom him to 4F status for the duration of the war. His best friend James "Bucky" Barnes (Sebastian Stan) is about to ship off to the European theatre, and Steve's frustrated. We quickly see him as a principled, decent guy, not willing to back down from a fight, who wants to do his part for the war effort. And while he's talking with Bucky at an exhibition, he's overheard by a scientist, Doctor Abraham Erskine (Stanley Tucci), who enlists him into a project he's working on, the super-soldier program.

Steve goes into training, among a group of other candidates overseen by a gruff colonel (Tommy Lee Jones) and a spitfire agent named Peggy Carter (Hayley Atwell). Though he's the scrawniest of the lot, he's not a quitter; he shows fortitude, ingenuity, and ultimately bravery. Erskine selects him to undergo the procedure, which is witnessed by the brass and a German mole. Steve comes through the procedure, taller, stronger, and faster, transformed into a super soldier. The mole, of course, shows himself and ensures the procedure can never be accomplished again, and after taking him down, Steve finds himself spending his time in War Bonds Hell. It's actually a good touch (musical number notwithstanding). It reminded me of the fact that soldiers who'd won medals for bravery spent time back on the home front, raising money for war bonds and wishing they could be back in the thick of things. Steve has that look to him while on stages across the country in a stage costume variation of his uniform. He feels like he's wasting his time.

Fate intervenes while he's on a USO tour in Europe, allowing him to use his abilities to free captured soldiers from the Red Skull (Hugo Weaving), the earlier test subject for Erskine. The Skull is a cruel, monstrous man whose face is as advertized. He's pure hatred personified, head of a Nazi research arm called Hydra, who has ambitions of his own. He's found a trinket that once belonged to Odin which comics fans recognize as a cosmic cube; it's a nice nod to the comic continuity, where the Skull has, for years, been obsessed with using cosmic cubes. The Skull uses it to power his advanced weaponry, plotting to strike against all of his enemies, aided by his right hand man, Arnim Zola (Toby Jones), who looks, well, much more human then I'm used to (in the comics, he lives on in a robotic body). Cap gets himself a proper field uniform and the familiar round shield, aided by Howard Stark (who will one day father Tony Stark, of course), and gathers together a team of commandoes, including Bucky, to go after Hydra bases in the months that follow, inevitably bringing them all back into battle with the Skull.


The film succeeds on many levels. The set pieces have a very Forties look to them, in pretty much every detail that we see from buildings to vehicles to the small things that fill up spaces. Even the advanced weaponry devised by Hydra looks retro, conceivably possible for the time. The costuming follows the same sense of detail; the soldiers' uniforms are very much in keeping with the time; the Hydra uniforms have a typically Nazi feel to them, and the Cap uniform as we see it fits the character. It updates the original look from the comics, but still looks very much like the character ought to look. The music, by Alan Silvestri, has a patriotic feel, epic when it needs to be, and just right for the film. The special effects, when used, feel fluid to the action around it, and not apart. The CGI involved in making actor Chris Evans look shorter and smaller then he truly is, is particularly well done. Director Joe Johnson (The Rocketeer, Jurassic Park III) did well with selecting the production crew for this one. The action scenes, particularly a raid on a train and the attacks against Hydra bases, have a real feel to them.

He also chose well in casting. Evans, who's played the Human Torch in the Fantastic Four films, has just the right look for the character. More to the point, he captures the essence of the character, a principled, honourable, decent guy who's out there doing his part for his country, the sort of man who, when put into the heat of battle, will naturally lead. This has to be the sort of person who, in the Avengers film, will give orders that characters like Thor and Tony Stark will follow, and Evans pulls it off.


Weaving plays the part of the Red Skull perfectly. He's played sadistic villains before, of course, and here he conveys the viciousness, the sadistic streak, and the ruthless ambition of the character. I'd say the Red Skull performance makes his Agent Smith from The Matrix films look like a real softie, which is saying a lot.


Hayley Atwell's prior acting resume is something I wasn't all that familiar with, but she makes a real impression as Agent Carter. She and Evans have an easy, warm chemistry between them, both before and after the procedure that makes him into a super soldier. She's bright, fearless, and she's got a spitfire personality. She also looks like she'd be right at home in the Forties.


Tommy Lee Jones has been playing grumpy and cranky guys for awhile now, to utter perfection. He's one of my favourite actors, and he has surprisingly quite a lot to do through the film. As is often the case, he gets some of the best lines.

Stanley Tucci has had a long streak of playing different roles as a character actor; he's one of those actors who's often the most interesting part of a film. One of my favourite roles for him was in the criminally underappreciated Undercover Blues. As Erskine, he inhabits a kind, fatherly mentor role, an inherently decent man who's seen the worst side of humanity and finds in Steve someone he can believe in.

Dominic Cooper gets to play Howard Stark, and he too gets a lot to do in the film. He's got a lot of swagger and suave to him, which we can definitely see in his son Tony in the Iron Man films. It's a nice touch seeing it in his old man.

There are a number of Easter eggs, to use an expression, that I liked. One, of course, is the typical Stan Lee cameo, which is so fast that if you blink, you'll miss it. Another is the brief appearance of the original Human Torch at the exhibition, a nod to the fact that Cap and Bucky were part of the Invaders team with the Torch and the Submariner, among others, in the comics, a concept that probably would have been too convoluted to use for this film. And the last is the formation of Cap's team, known to fans as the Howling Commandoes. The most instantly recognizable of them is Timothy "Dum Dum" Dugan (Neal McDonough, who could have played Cap ten or fifteen years ago) in his top hat and handlebar mustache.

The film is really more of an action adventure film then a comic book adaptation. It feels true to the period setting, and has a lot of heart to it. Marvel's been moving in this direction for awhile with the Iron Man, Incredible Hulk, and Thor films, heading towards next summers' Avengers. This film, which ends with something of a cultural shock moment, sets the stage for next summer, and succeeds in presenting us with a Captain America who's not at all flag-waving bombast and fireworks, but an inherently decent man. Go see this film.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Captain America Faces The Raving Lunatic



Awhile back I posted another blog that played around with the prospect of Kevin Smith directing the upcoming film. I knew I'd follow it up with this. A note before I begin: there is a real Youtube clip out there, and yes, there really is a raving lunatic who does go by many names (AvengersCaptain, CaptainAmericaAddict, Megagirl, and many more) who infested the internet with that damned clip of a nobody trying to get the role for a couple of years. I haven't checked lately, mind you, so I assume he's now safely locked away in a place with padded walls and neatly fitting restraints.

And so, let's begin....


Lunatic Disrupts Comic-Con Press Conference, Makes Idiot Of Himself

San Diego (AP) The annual entertainment and fan expo Comic-Con saw an unusual disruption this week during a press conference featuring cast members and crew for the new Captain America The First Avenger film. Director Joe Johnston, legendary Marvel creator Stan Lee, and cast members Chris Evans, Hugo Weaving, Stanley Tucci, and Tommy Lee Jones assembled before a packed panel for the press and fans to take questions and speak about the process of making the film, which tells the World War Two adventures of the costumed hero Captain America.


To be followed by the inevitable adult porn version....

Evans, playing the lead, has been down this road before, playing the Human Torch in two Fantastic Four films. Weaving, playing the arch-villain the Red Skull, has a wide ranging resume, from the villainous Agent Smith in The Matrix films to his role as Elrond in the Lord of the Rings trilogy. And Jones, the acclaimed character actor, has even been in the superhero realm once before, as the villain Two-Face in Batman Forever, a film many attendees at the Expo would like to forget. Lee, of course, can be counted to turn up in every Marvel film made; the general consensus is that it's all he does these days.



The panel was just getting underway when one of the fans began to disrupt the proceedings. A man, somewhere between 25 to 45 in age, marched forward through the crowd, ranting incoherently, coming up to the table where the five panel members were sitting. "This piece of filth isn't Captain America!" he bellowed, pointing at Evans. "Captain America is a true blooded hero! He's a patriot! He's not this weasel!"

Evans looked puzzled, and so did everyone else on the panel. Johnston called, "Could we get security?"

The intruder turned and faced the crowd. "I've spent the last four years demanding that the only person who has any right to play the greatest character in fictional history is, of course, Big Ben."

A collective sigh of dismay and disgust rose up from the fans. The reporters looked confused. Most reporters, in this reporter's opinion, often are. "The football player?" a Reuters correspondent asked.

"That disgraced sprinter who got kicked out for steroids?" another reporter asked. "Isn't he, well, the wrong race?"

"Surely you can't mean the horse Big Ben," yet another reporter suggested.

"No! I'm talking about the most famous Big Ben ever!" the intruder proclaimed.

"The landmark in London?" This question came from an Entertainment Tonight reporter.



The intruder rolled his eyes, and held up an 8X10 photograph of a vacant looking blond man. "This is Big Ben! Look at him! He looks just like Cap! He was meant to play him! He's an award winning actor, he's really popular and everyone who ever saw his Youtube clip loves him! He's the miracle that was meant to be the Star Spangled Avenger! And I'm his biggest, biggest fan! I've spent a lot of my time, when I wasn't in the lunatic asylum, advocating on his behalf to get him cast in the role. But he didn't listen to me!" The intruder pointed his finger at Johnston. "You returned all my letters unopened, my suggestions turfed aside. You and your studio had a restraining order placed against me!"

"Oh, crap, not this lunatic," Johnston muttered.

Weaving sighed. "This is the guy you warned us about?"

Jones shook his head. "I've heard the horror stories."



Lee shrugged. "I had a restraining order put against him too, which is odd, because usually I like getting all the attention I can get, but this guy was just too weird. Excelsior!"

"Why do you always finish off whatever you say like that?" Evans asked Lee.

"Like what? Excelsior!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, security will be here shortly," Johnston assured the crowd. "In the meantime, pay no attention to the raving lunatic."

"I'm not a raving lunatic!" the raving lunatic objected. "Bold Ben Ryan is the greatest actor of all time, and he was born to play Cap! Cap lives! Ben is America's Golden Boy! He's won acting awards! He told me so! I'm supporting my hero, okay? You just don't like muscular guys! Big Ben doesn't take steroids! He doesn't have to be fake crap like that Evans guy! You aren't fit to tie his shoelaces, Evans! And he wants me to play Bucky!" The lunatic advanced on the stage. "I demand that you withdraw all copies of that dreck you've filmed! And I demand that you make a whole new film with Bold Ben Ryan playing the lead and me as Bucky."

"You really do need help," Jones remarked in his usual deadpan voice. "I mean, a platoon of doctors, a lot of sedatives, and forty or fifty years in a padded room."

Lee nodded in agreement. "Son, you've got some issues that you need to resolve, such as the line between reality and fantasy. 'Nuff said. Excelsior!"

Security strode into the room, walking up to the deranged lunatic and dragging him out of the room. The fans cheered, and the panel continued uninterrupted.



The lunatic goes by many names, which according to fans this reporter spoke to at the Expo he used in many aliases in multiple sites, spamming his adoration of his idol many times despite all sense and reason. He was booked for observation at a local psych ward under the name Irwin Tannenbaum, where doctors have begun a thorough examination. He has been frequently heard throughout the building screaming the same phrase over and over again: "Bold Ben is the Golden Boy!"

Clearly, Tannenbaum has issues. If he still has family, they're not coming forward. Not that this reporter can blame them. Would you want to claim this deranged lunatic as your brother or son or nephew?


Out of curiousity, this reporter tracked down the actual "Ben Ryan", who has spent the last three years in seclusion at a remote Wyoming farm since the clip hit Youtube. He looks gaunt and tired, a far cry from the "Bold Ben" the deranged lunatic trumpeted about. "Look, please, just leave me alone. People have been laughing at me and heckling me for years. I was drunk and stoned when I did that video, and somehow someone stole it and got it online. I lost my job, my pride, my dignity. And I got some total bloody lunatic sending me mash notes all the time. I'd really like to forget that ever happened, and keep working on my sobriety. Nothing good ever happens when I get stoned and drunk."

And out of further curiousity, this reporter found the Youtube clip in question. It was, in short, an abomination. This reporter has seen many terrible and wretched things in his time, travelling the world. Mass murder in Rwanda and Bosnia. Warfare in Afghanistan. Bloodshed in Mexico. The Conservative Party of Canada's annual meeting. Tea Party rallies. Jennifer Aniston fan clubs.

This two minutes of sheer horror was even worse then all of them put together.



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