Rating
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Action/Sci-Fi (US): 2009; Rated PG-13 for
intense sequences of sci-fi violence and action, and language;
Running Time: 110 Minutes
Cast:
Christian Bale
John Connor
Sam Worthington
Marcus Wright
Moon Bloodgood
Blair Williams
Helena Bonham Carter
Dr. Serena Kogan
Anton Yelchin
Kyle Reese
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Star
Bryce Dallas Howard
Kate Connor
Produced
by Jeanne Allgood, Derek Anderson, Moritz Borman,
Chantal Feghali, Bruce Franklin, Steve Gaub, Peter D. Graves,
April A. Janow, Mario Kassar, Victor Kubicek, Dan Lin, Joel
B. Michaels, James Middleton, Anjalika Mathur Nigam, Jeffrey
Silver and Andrew G. Vajna; Directed by
McG; Written by John Brancato and Michael
Ferris
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Theatrical Release Date:
May 21, 2009 (US)
Review Date
05/21/10
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Written
by DAVID M. KEYES
The
ominous fashion in which “Terminator Salvation”
begins its existence on screen does little to calm the nerves
of franchise devotees worried about a film that is missing
a quintessential action hero, but it does offer new challenges.
Instead of being faced with bleak setups or recaps of prior
finales, the movie instead opts to open in a jail cell in
2003, where a death row inmate (played by Sam Worthington)
is visited by a mysterious figure known as Dr. Kogan (Helena
Bonham Carter). She is there in a last-ditch attempt to
get him to sign over the rights of his cadaver for scientific
study, specifically for purposes of cancer research (as
suggested by her ghostly, balding appearance). A little
persuasion works in her favor, and mere hours before one
Marcus Wright faces his lethal injection, the company which
Dr. Kogan represents becomes the legal owner of what will
remain of this prisoner. Flash forward 15 years: judgment
day has happened, Earth’s surviving humans are in
isolated pockets across the globe waiting to rise against
the machines, and Marcus appears seemingly out of thin air,
alive and breathing, with no memory of his whereabouts since
that fateful day of his execution.
The
idea that “Salvation” dares to turn its focus
away from obligatory targets for even a brief time emphasizes
the forwardness of its writers, who most might have expected
to simply tell a straightforward story about the apocalypse
and its hero. But the movie does none of those things; rather,
it takes both setting and protagonist and hurls them from
a platform anchored in traditional action traits into an
endeavor that balances it with rich and unsettling mysteries.
There is no question that John Connor is intricate enough
a character to sustain plot direction for multiple more
sequels in this series, but here he is (almost fittingly)
upstaged by a competitor who forces us to ask deeper questions
than we are used to from a “Terminator” film.
Not
that John Connor is any less diminished than he should be.
Played here for the first (but probably not last) time by
Christian Bale, the movie focuses primarily on a plotline
that involves John searching for one Kyle Reese (Anton Yelchin),
a survivor of Skynet’s hostile takeover of Earth whom,
series purists will remember, is destined to be sent back
in time and become John’s own father. In “Salvation,”
however, we meet Kyle almost by accident, when he steps
in to save an aimlessly wandering Marcus from being killed
in a Los Angeles alley by a gun-toting terminator. Overrun
by machines from every angle, the teenage rebel speaks often
in swift but brief episodes of an impending uprising against
Skynet forces, encouraged by the voice of a man –
John Connor – whom the scattered masses have come
to consider a prophet in the war against the machines. Good
for them, bad for Connor; already exhausted by the endless
array of run-ins he had in the distant past with terminators
sent back in time with intents on either killing or protecting
him, here is a man with so much responsibility that his
actions seem dictated by not just compassion for humanity,
but perhaps also an unwritten obligation to uphold his image.
Nonetheless, when an alliance of resistance fighters plans
to interrupt transmission signals over Skynet headquarters
in order to blow up the facility with living prisoners inside,
John expresses immediate disapproval. What is the point,
indeed, in beating machines if you are simply thinking like
them in order to win a war?
The
screenplay by John Brancato and Michael Ferris finds itself
at an interesting crossroad in the sense that it requires
the story arc to follow specific avenues in order to validate
the elements of the first “Terminator” film.
In that sense, the movie feels almost prequel-ish in that
necessity, particularly with the development of the Kyle
Reese character, who seems young and rough enough around
the edges to allow breathing room, but is really fully developed
at the basic core because, well, we already know his older
self so well. This is not to discredit the screenplay in
that approach, however; given its choices, the movie makes
fitting decisions in filling in gaps and knows exactly when
to make necessary departures in order to live on its own
creative whims.
Which
brings us back to the Marcus Wright character, a man filled
with wonder and worry as he wanders a world overrun by machines
and impending death for those lucky enough to survive as
long as they have. In truth, Marcus is simply a machine
without self-awareness, whose death and subsequent rebirth
as a terminator has seemingly left him with traces of his
original consciousness. This creates an interesting dilemma
for both himself and the characters around him. Can he be
trusted? Should he be feared? Does his awareness of his
own free will and memories allow him to overcome the machine
interface? Or is he simply processing an illusion of humanity,
programmed in such a distinct way that not even he himself
is aware that all his actions and thoughts are pre-installed?
These are great, evolved, fully-realized questions briefly
touched on in the first films, when the terminators were
given flesh-and-blood shells to hide under. Yes, but those
terminators were also never living organisms in the first
place, whereas Marcus had a mind and soul. The fact that
his new structural existence allows him to retain his initial
vital human organs certainly adds weight to the arguments.
As
a thinker’s movie, “Terminator Salvation”
is in the tradition of the most visionary science fiction.
But as an action picture, it must be said, the movie is
fairly straightforward, plain, and perhaps too generic for
its own good. Not content to push any new boundaries from
both a visual and technical perspective, we are often encouraged
to slog our way through two hours of constant cat-and-mouse
chase sequences, elaborate explosions, loud shoot-outs and
vulgar displays of uber-macho sensibility. Why is it that
men in sci-fi movies often spend most of their verbal discussions
either shouting or renouncing military-style orders without
actually thinking of all the angles first? Better yet, why
do so many action flicks with a post-apocalyptic canvas
almost always require their men to appear ratty and fully-clothed
while all of its female characters are half-naked and physically
fit? The movie does nothing to defy that formula. For those
more interested in the psychological aspect, this will not
be that big a detractor; but for those more concerned with
the overall package, the result is, sad to say, fairly ordinary
in the grand scheme of things. And for a movie that is likely
to attract an audience simply based on its exterior, that
could spell big trouble for its future at the box office.
Still,
there is no denying that there is still much to be appreciated
here. The story is straightforward without being boring.
The characters are fully realized. And even more than that,
I admire the mere notion that any writer, experienced or
otherwise, could muster up the courage to devise a premise
that requires some focus to be taken off of all its intended
targets for the purpose of elevating something new and unheard
of. There is great risk in moving the crosshairs onto something
vague, especially in a series as directly focused as the
“Terminator” franchise, but it is a risk that
works. By the end of the installment, I even found myself
more interested in how Marcus Wright would resolve his own
crisis rather than how John Connor would be able to save
Kyle Reese’s life and prevent the destruction of the
narrative timeline.
©
2009, David Keyes, Cinemaphile.org. |