Thursday, March 22, 2018

“SKumm’s Thoughts” - TOMB RAIDER


“SKumm’s Thoughts”
TOMB RAIDER (PG-13, 2018, 118 minutes, GK FILMS/WARNER BROS.)


Reboots—ahh, how Hollywood loves their reboots!

Sometimes, those reboots work amazingly well—monetarily speaking, of course.  Take an idea or a previous film that you think would function much better with some newer technology and a hip cast (yeah, I used the word “hip”—watch yourself, or I’ll use “groovy” and “bitchin’”, too).  Reboots can mean easy money for a studio, and usually are easy tent-pole films, many of which are released during the summer.

Now, keep in mind, a “reboot” is not necessarily a “remake”, and it isn’t necessarily a “sequel”.  Take the multiple iterations of the STAR TREK films; recently, what J.J. Abrams did was reboot the series—new actors, new effects, almost new stories, and it all equaled box office $$.  So much so that the upcoming fourth installment will be directed by Quentin Tarantino.  The PLANET OF THE APES films were all remakes—incredibly rendered and beautifully told remakes.


The reboot is a curious endeavor, as it doesn’t necessarily ignore what came before it, but it may not address it, either.  Take TOMB RAIDER, for instance.  Fanboys around the world got instant chubbies when it was first announced that Angelina Jolie would be suiting up as video game heroine “Lara Croft” in the 2001 film, and for good reason: she had the curves and the presence to match the character.  But the film (and its 2003 sequel) were poorly executed, run-of-the-mill actioners that, while they made money, didn’t live up to the hype.


So why wouldn’t the studio want to try a reboot a decade and a half later?  Only this time, the script is better, the effects are better (mostly), and the lead actress is… GROOVY (#sorry/notsorry)  This time around, Alicia Vikander (EX MACHINA, THE DANISH GIRL) fills the title role, and what you get is an action/adventure film that actually feels more human.  Sorry, Angelina, you’ll always be my girl (as soon as you lift the restraining order), but Ms. Vikander does such a convincing job as a young woman forced into a tough situation that you don’t expect her to come out unscathed.  She brings a certain humanity to the role that felt lost in the prior films.  Yes, you know she will come out on top in the end, but you care about her as you watch, you feel for the emotional and physical trauma she experiences along the way.

Yep—still talking about a movie based on a video game!  The story starts with Lara basically getting her butt kicked.  Her situation is this: she works as a bicycle courier and is having a hard time paying for her bills.  Although desperate for cash, she is also having a hard time declaring her father (played by Dominic West) legally dead; the philanthropist has been missing for seven years, and if stubborn Lara would just sign the appropriate paperwork, she’d inherit his vast fortune and estate.  After coming across clues as to his last whereabouts, Lara embarks on a quest to find out what happened to him, and discovers…oh, yeah, that’s right—I don’t do spoilers!

Instead, allow me to wax poetic concerning those action scenes and set pieces.  There are two minor stumbles when it comes to the effects—nothing that distracts from the film too badly, but they are kind of the obvious “ran under budget on THAT scene, didn’t they” thing.  But cinematographer George Richmond (KINGSMAN) manages to switch between capturing a sweeping landscape to close-up hand-to-hand combat effortlessly.  None of the shots seem tiresome or forced, and there is a fluidity to the film which belies its humble beginnings.  Most notable are the bicycle chase (totally rad) and the dilapidated airplane scene (totally bitchin’), two of many white-knuckle moments that are easy studies for inventive filmmaking.  And the attention to detail when it comes to the sets makes you wish the camera would linger just a bit longer, so you can see everything.  It takes true appreciation of the lore behind this film and a careful eye to get that much right, especially when it is in the background.


Besides those couple of missteps with the effects, the only other thing that really bothered me with the film is Walton Goggins (THE HATEFUL EIGHT, AMERICAN ULTRA) as baddie Mathias Vogel.  As versatile and introspective of an actor he is, he never really defines the level of evil and/or crazy his villain is.  He comes across more as a nasty foreman or a slightly homicidal bully than he does your typical straight-up bad guy.  On another day, he could have just been a regular guy, doing a job.

It is still a bit early for Warner Bros. to announce a sequel, but I think it is safe to say that this reboot should line their pockets enough to warrant a follow up.  There is more to this character we should see, which is the lovely thing about this film: she is a fully realized person, thanks to Ms. Vikander’s performance, and not just a pretty prop piece hired to sell tickets (sorry, Angie—still love ya, babe!).

Film Grade: B


-- T.S. Kummelman

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