Rating
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Action/Thriller
(US); 1999; Rated R; 120 Minutes
Cast
Arnold Schwarzenegger: Jericho Cane
Gabriel Byrne: The Man
Kevin Pollak: Chicago
Robin Tunney: Christine York
CCH Pounder: Det. Margie Francis
Rod Steiger: Father Kovak
Produced by Marc
Abraham, Armyan Bernstein, Thomas A. Bliss, Bill Borden,
Paul Deason, Andrew W. Marlowe; Directed by Peter
Hyams; Screenwritten by Andrew W. Marlowe
Review Uploaded
12/11/99 |
Written
by DAVID KEYES "End
Of Days" is the most cheerfully lurid and absurd thriller
to be thrown onto the screen since "In Dreams," a film so
mistakenly goofy that it rambles on for two long hours without
a clue of what it is doing wrong. In a premise that has
ironically never caught the attention of the Catholic League
(famous this year for bashing "Dogma" and "Stigmata), our
beloved Satan is "freed from his prison" at the end of the
millennium, seeking out the one who will bear his child,
and bring forth the end of days among humanity. The undertone
that carries this script is meant to be serious and prophetic
(at least for those with millennium fever), but the viewer
expects the devil to be portrayed as a malevolent, ruthless
and cunning being with an ability to occasionally be funny
(this was the case in "The Devil's Advocate" starring Al
Pacino). By casting Gabriel Byrne as the host of the dark
angel's coming, however, this treatment often misfires;
instead of something dark and sinister, we essentially get
a devil who is more like a caged animal in heat.
This
is Byrne's second role of the year; his first was in the
vastly underrated "Stigmata," in which he played a priest
of confused faith seeking out answers as to why an atheist
was being attacked in the form of the crucifixion. Both
roles are associated with religious plots, but they are
hardly comparable. Byrne remained swoon but dramatically
alert in the first film; here, he is set loose like a child
on a playground, free to do whatever he desires, no matter
how illogical some things may seem.
The
movie opens in the Vatican City, at the sight of a phenomenal
event gracing the night skies--the "eye of God" (for those
unfamiliar with it, the symbol contains a comet rushing
over the top of Earth's moon). A priest witnesses it and
relays the event to the Pope himself, who immediately announces
"we must protect her." But protect who? Later, in a hospital
room in New York, a child is born bearing a religious birthmark
on her left arm. Nurses and doctors rush through the halls,
take the child into a dark room downstairs, and perform
some sort of religious ceremony in which a rattlesnake is
slain, and its blood is put onto the lips of the infant.
Legend has it that the child born is Satan's key to creating
a kingdom of the damned on the surface of Earth--if he impregnates
her on the last day of the last year of the millennium,
it will bring forth the end of days.
20
years pass. Arnold Schwarzenegger, last seen in "Batman
& Robin" about 18 months ago, plays Jericho Cane, a former
cop whose daughter and wife were mercilessly slaughtered
after he ignored threats and testified against some sort
of criminal lord. Depressed, lazy and careless, he lives
on as an alcoholic in his New York apartment, ever so often
helping the police department in nailing tough criminals.
The newest case involves the apprehension of a crazed priest
wielding a gun from atop a building, who shoots at almost
anything that moves. Schwarzenegger, like in most of his
movies, chases the criminal through dangerous terrain, at
first trying to capture him from a thread hanging from a
helicopter, and later down in a subway. Suddenly, the priest
turns to him and begins babbling about "the end of the 1000
years." When he refuses to lower his gun, Jericho fires
and sends the priest off to the hospital. But a detective
questions the former cop's credibility in the situation--Jericho
swears that the priest was talking clearly and distinctively,
but a quick examination points out that this man of the
cloth has no tongue. Is something supernatural at work?
No one really knows. The movie never bothers to explain
it.
Jericho
is intrigued by this revelation, and does research. He reads
selections from the bible, uncovers evidence at the residence
of the priest (including his tongue, and a pair of shears
soaked in blood), and begins searching for a woman who may
(or may not) know exactly what is going on with all these
recent events. When he confronts another priest at church
with his concerns, they give him no answers, other than
the excuse that his lack of faith in God is part of the
reason.
Christine
is the name of the girl in question. She is played Robin
Tunney, who is, apparently, the child shown in the first
scenes. Living life like any normal 20-year old (except
with deceased parents), she is haunted by endless visions,
some of which depict her engaging in sexual activity with
a man of dark black hair and a creature-like essence. When
Jericho finally meets up with her, there is a sense of overwhelming
pressure that consumes her characterization--she's had the
dreams all her life, and is afraid that, eventually, she
will give into them. Later, when Satan turns up in Jericho's
apartment to strike a deal with him, the former-cop's heart
goes on vapid, and he defends her safety by ignoring the
devil's threats and proposals. Ever hear the expression
"make an offer he can't refuse?" In this case, the one who
makes the offer is thrown out the window to avoid acceptance.
Meanwhile,
the church's head priest helps to hide Christine from the
clutches of a searching Satan. If he knew what the lord
of evildoings was capable of, though, the priest might have
taken the advice of a fellow colleague, who points out earlier
in the movie that the only way to save humanity is to kill
the girl. Ergo, Satan is able gleefully step into the Cathedral
of his own free will, in search of his mate. Further intrusive
details (for the characters, at least) reveal that Satan's
only attempt to impregnate Christine will happen during
the last hour of New Year's Eve, 1999. Quick--what time
zone does that apply to?
Like
most films about judgment day, "End Of Days" suffers because
its script is incoherent, absurdly complex, predictable,
and confused about what exactly it is trying to say. Is
it a thriller? Then how come we laugh? Is it the standard
Arnold Schwarzenegger action flick? Then why does the director
spend so much time on the theology? No matter how it is
approached by the viewer, something is always unbalanced.
There is one scene in the movie that will anger anyone who
sees it, though--the priest is explaining to Jericho and
Christine that, when you see the number "666," they are
actually numbers that are reversed and upside down. Turn
them over, add a one to the beginning, and--in utter disbelief--we
arrive at the year 1999. Ironic? More like moronic.
To
its credit, the movie has a few slight high points. I admired
the performance of Robin Tunney as Christine York, a woman
haunted by images of a man who wants to sleep with her;
she holds back her feelings because she fears that they
might influence a decision immoral to her existence. When
Satan confronts her with the proclamation "you can't say
no to me, because you don't want to," there is no response
from her fearful face; she remains stern, distant, confused
and worried about her fate, and that of the planet as well.
Most characters in this situation would release their fearfulness
in loud, terrifying screams (this is Satan, after all).
The dread that comes across Christine's eyes is all the
plot requires, and Tunney never lets us down.
As
far as special effects go, "End Of Days" has a few rich
visual touches. The final scene, which wraps up the fate
of our planet, is staged with an interesting flavor, as
Satan unleashes his anger on Jericho when chances for bringing
for the end of days become hopeless. The dark angel rips
open the walls of the church, crushes stained glass windows,
and appears in one final moment as an image of pure fire
(Stan Winston, the visual effects advisor of "Terminator
2" and "Total Recall," is at work here).
The
movie may not add up to much by the end, but we have a mildly
good time watching it try.
©
1999, David Keyes, Cinemaphile.org.
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