Friday, 5 April 2024

Weekly Dip: Will Monkey Man Make an Action Star out of Dev Patel?

Blockbuster season has arrived, whether we want it or not. Studios jumping the gun on summer releases might explain the somewhat anemic state of this week's Box Office:

  1. Godzilla x Kong: The New Empire (Weekend gross £4.1 million)
  2. Kung Fu Panda 4 (Weekend gross £3.9 million)
  3. Ghostbusters: Frozen Empire (Weekend gross £2.1 million)
  4. Dune Part Two (Weekend gross £1.7 million)
  5. Mother's Instinct (Weekend gross £267, 741)
A respectable second week for Ghostbusters even if it was leapfrogged by the two new franchises in town. Godzilla x Kong (the 'x' is silent) ramaging into first place just goes to show that despite the accusations of empty spectacle, this series really does have legs (300ft tall ones in fact). Critical consensus seems to be that Kung Fu Panda didn't really need a fourth chapter and yet it's performance suggests that it still has a lot of goodwill carried over from the first three. That and the lucrative nature of forcing a parent or guardian to shell out for extra tickets. Mother's Instinct is the real underperformer of the week, averaging just £577 per venue over the bank holiday weekend. An unsurprising turnout for a seemingly dour family drama with only the reliable talents of Anne hathaway and Jessica Chastain to serve as selling points.

Taken as a whole none of the entries broke the bank in any significant way, despite the school holiday. New Empire's takings matching those of Ghostbusters: Frozen Empire from the previous, which as we covered was less than half of what Dune Part Two netted during a regular weekend. Maybe it's still too early in the year to expect major returns from big blockbusters, maybe audiences aren't especially keen on the current offerings. Whatever the reason it doesn't bode well for studios that insist on spending the GDP of small countries on these films in the hope of seeing a profit.  

Combat Monkey: Dev Patel the Action Star

Dev Patel has been an quietly ascendent talent in British film for decades now. So much so that it's kind of remarkable he hasn't peaked yet. Making his debut as the dorky Muslim teen Anwar in the tv series Skins, Patel quickly demonstrated his ability to carry a feature with Danny Boyle's Slumdog Millionaire. Since then he's stretched his unassuming presence to the limit with simialr roles in films like Chappie, The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel and the short-lived TV drama The Newsroom. The peak of this persona was arguably The Personal History of David Copperfield, Armando Ianucci's 2019 adaptation of the Dicken's novel. Patel's Copperfield was at once vulnerable, capeable, funny and romantic, showing off the kind of range most actors only dream of. 

Yet, despite Mr Nice Guy being Patel's bread and butter he has flexed his action chops in roles that demand greater intensity. Starting with the role of Prince Zuko in 2010's The Last Airbender, The Green Knight and The Wedding Guest, which might be the first time he's been postioned as an action star in a feature. An astounding prospect considering his versilitiy. In addition to being a talented actor Patel is also a 1st Dan Black Belt in Taekwondo, his proficency for martial arts was even used for a gag in the first series of Skins. So it's kind of amazing that few films have tried to utilise Patel in more action-heavy roles. Especially considering the current state of the Western film industry.

Over the last few decades Hollywood has largely done a pisspoor job of cultivating new Action Heros for the modern eras. The Geri-Action Movie has become something of a recurring joke as a result of this; franchises like The Equalizer, Taken and Expendables, built around retirement age actors. While this move presents challenges (the budget for the last Indiana Jones inflated wildly due to the cost of making the 82 year old Harrison Ford move like a fortysomething) they consistently turn a profit because the actors involved can still sell tickets on their name alone. Newer names just don't have the pull of a Denzel or a Stallone. Despite the emergence of major physical talents like Zac Efron, Channing Tatum and Margot Robbie, they've usually relied on comedic subversions of action movie tropes. Or brand recognition as Robbie has managed to achieve full-on superstar status in part due to leveraging the DC Comics brand with her recurring role as Harley Quinn.

None of which provides fertile ground for an unassuming talent like Patel to be seen in the same context. Especially when his one big IP role was in the disaster that was The Last Airbender. Yet it's clearly something he's wanted to pursue as now we have Monkey Man, a film descibed as 'John Wick in Mumbai' that Patel directed and cast himself in. It's disappointing that Patel's been so underserved that he's felt the need to create his own opportunity to play the action, as exciting as the film looks. All we can do is hope that the film makes a big enough splash that the Hollywood sees the man's potential for bone-crunching thrills.

If not, well, it won't be the first time they've completely failed to see the obvious.

Thursday, 28 March 2024

Weekly Dip: A Look Ahead to April in Cinemas

 

After all the pomp and circumstance of the Oscars the industry has entered a quiet period. Sliding out the odd pre-summer blockbuster before the really busy period kicks off. We'll go through the top picks for the months but first:

UK Box Office Results (Weekend 22nd-24th March)

  1. Ghostbusters: Frozen Empire (Weekend gross £4.1 million)
  2. Dune Part 2 (Weekend gross £2.6 million)
  3. Immaculate (Weekend gross £491,000)
  4. Wicked Little Letters (Weekend gross £373,413)
  5. Migration (Weekend gross £370, 415)
As the only big, established IP to hit cinemas Ghostbusters: Frozen Empire taking the top spot felt like an inevitablility. What's surprising is just how lackluster its dominance is; with £4.1 million being a far cry from the £11 million Dune Part 2 took earlier in the month. For it's money Dune 2 finally fell after three weeks as top dog proving that the series, based on an obscure series of science fiction books, has real appeal among the moviegoing public.

Elswhere in the chart Immaculate makes an impressive debut for horror film. Teaching us all a lesson in the viability of smaller, grungier, female-led original properties that Studios will naturally fail to learn. Olivia Colman's profanity farce Wicked Little Letters continues to appeal while kids animation Migration picks up whatever residual family cash is lying around. A fairly predictable week for the Box Office, only made interesting for the precarious position of the top dog.

April Makes for Indie-Dumping Ground

Looking over the releases it appears that studios have designated April as an appropriate dumping ground for all the indies it hasility picked up during all the excitement of Sundance. Several of the festival's high-profile films will be going on general release, which is good news for an indie fan like me who's too poor to make the annual trip to Utah. German Oscar nominee The Teacher's Lounge will be coming to the UK, which means we'll be just about the last country to find out what the fuss was about. the Daisy Ridley starring/produced by dramedy Sometimes I Think About Dying will also hit UK cinemas after a generally favourable response at the 2023 festival. Finally there is the satire The American Society of Magical Negros, starring Justice Smith, promising a thorough skewering of the pervasive trope. Of all the Sundance releases this is probably the one I'm most excited about. Smith made for a fun comedic presence in last year's Dungeon and Dragons: Honor Among Thieves and after American Fiction I'm down for some more race-related satire. See also The Book of Clarence on April 19th.

The lone major blockbuster of the month actually comes this weekend (March 28th) with Godzilla x Kong: The New Empire. Despite my fondness for 2023's Godzilla Minus One I just can't drum up any excitement for this. I only saw the 2021 release as it came out during a chaotic release schedule when cinemas needed all the support the could get. However this series has been such a cascade of empty specatacle that I routinely find myself bludgeoned into numbness by the sheer weight of all the stimuli. despite solid turns from Rebecca Hall and Brian Tyree Henry I don't see myself rushing to spend my limited time and money on this studio tentpole.  

Perhaps the real blockbuster this April will be on the small screen as Netflix brings us Rebel Moon Part 2-The Scargiver. The conclusion to Zack Synder sci-fi epic in which memorable protagonist Kora leads her asembled teams of rebels against the vile Imperium, led by Atticus Noble, in order to save the humble farming community of-I'm sorry is anyone still interested? It seems like even the most staunch defenders of Snyder aren't coming out to bat for the next Rebel Moon film. I dunno why I should even pretend to for the purposes of satire. I went into this franchise with an open mind, I like Zack Synder and I wanted to see his take on a Star Wars universe. But Rebel Moon Part One was just not good. Every step of the way Synder has been given the reigns to do whatever he wanted, to apply his visual style to the story he wanted to tell. Despite it all he couldn't even tell a decent rip-off of Seven Samurai. Snyder needs to seriously focus on being a director and not a storyteller, maybe then we'll have something to get excited about.

Wednesday, 27 April 2022

Detroit Rock City: Rock n' Roll All Nite

It is a feeling that could never be captured on a MP3 file. Perhaps it can’t even be pressed into vinyl. It’s the slickness of the sweat soaked through your jeans. The ringing of your eardrums between sets. The arms and hands and elbows of people you’ll never meet but will eagerly knock you to the ground then lift you up and carry you all the way to the stage. It’s going to your first gig in your teens and finally finding a sound that beats through to your heart. That makes you want to roar with approval at the end of each song. When you find a band that gives you that feeling you’ll want to make them your entire existence. 


For high-schoolers Hawk, Lex, Jam and Trip, that band is Kiss, the hard rock band that practically invented the genre of Glam Metal. The four leads of 1999’s Detroit Rock City are all literal card-carrying members of the Kiss Army. Sneaking the band’s albums into their parent’s Donnie & Marie records. Memorizing the band’s history, including the secret of Gene Simmon’s elongated tongue. Even forming their own Kiss tribute band ‘Mystery’, with the ‘S’ predictably stylized into a lightning bolt. These teenage boys embrace Kiss and hard rock to the level of a lifestyle, spending their nights drinking, smoking, tripping balls and playing their favorite hits long into the night. 

 

Set over the course of a single day (either the 21st or 23rd of January if you're curious), the film follows the members of Mystery as they prepare to see Kiss play live at Cobo Hall, Detroit as part of their 1978 Alive II tour. When Jam (Sam Huntington)’s evangelical mother discovers that her son has tickets to hear ‘the Devil’s music’ she furiously burns them and literally drags Jam off to spend the rest of his teens at a Catholic Boarding School. Having lost their tickets and their drummer, his bandmates are dismayed until a stroke of luck leads them to bust Jam out and drive to Detroit, determined to scam, steal, and strip their way into the concert of a lifetime. 


It’s an endearing film with a lot of funny moments and a killer soundtrack (in addition to Kiss the film features the likes of AC/DC, Thin Lizzy and The Runaways). However what Detroit Rock City does best, and indeed is the reason it has become a cult classic among the Kiss Army, is capture the juvenile instinct to make fandom one’s entire life. The first act is spent in at the quartet’s painfully average high school in Cleveland, Ohio. During which time you see how pathetic the non-Kiss parts of their life are. When they can be brought to heel by a conservative mother or forced to run in terror from an Elvis lookalike serving as a security guard. It’s only when they escape from these confinements of Americana are they able to take an active role in their lives. To rip-off a pizza delivery, drug a priest and lay the smack down on a pair of disco-loving wannabes.  


The high school scenes serve to drive home the quartet’s need to see this band. To make you believe that missing Kiss is a threat that might as well be the end of the world to Mystery. It’s nicely woven throughout the film in areas like how cowed is under the oppressive thumb of his mother. After tonight he will likely never see his friends until he’s a legal adult. As the biggest burnout of the group, Trip (James DeBello)’s stupidity is primarily played for laughs. However there’s a tragic quality driven home by his boast that he’s simply going through the motions until he can drop out of High School. This plays no small part in allowing us to sympathize with him even as his tactic of entering the concert is the most thoughtless and crude. Planning to mug a small kid for his ticket. A plan that goes awry when his target (Cody Jones credited only as ‘Little Kid’) calls on his older brother, a towering homunculus named Chongo whose fists thoroughly punish Trip for his foolishness. 


What such nuances make clear is that none of these boys have particularly bright futures ahead of them, stranded as they are in Middle America. Failing High School and with Mystery hardly likely to evolve into a professional band when they’ve only had one aborted gig. For Mystery, seeing Kiss live will probably be remembered as the high point in their lives. This is why being willing to mug small children or perform amateur strip shows seems more understandable than it should. Attending this concert is likely to be the closest any of them will get to living the rock star lifestyle. As a Ticket Scalper (the late Richard Hillman) describes ‘I'm talking about the most voluptuous women hanging out in the audience. I'm talking big breasteses, and tight vesteses, my friend! You're talking people passing around joints in the audience. You're talking about fuckin' Detroit Rock City, brother.’ The film makes you believe that the concert will finally allow them to access the, admittedly shallow, kind of world they dream of. Seeing Kiss genuinely means everything to these characters and so we accept the absurd lengths they’re willing to go to for it. 


This is what elevates Detroit Rock City from being yet another gross-out teen comedy. The character’s love of Kiss and everything they represent comes from an incredibly earnest and relatable place. Some of it likely comes from the edgy feel of youthful rebellion. Enjoying how much the ‘Knights in Satan’s Service’ antagonizes conservative parents and disco loving Stellas provides a certain illicit thrill. Almost on par with losing one's virginity in a confessional booth. The film ignores many of the superficial and commercial aspects of Kiss fandom that were popular in the era. By 1978 Kiss were already one of the most heavily merchandised bands with their name and image licensed to pinball machines, action figures, comic books and trading cards. A reality that would undermine the film’s depiction of Kiss as icons of the rebellious counterculture. 


At the same time Detroit Rock City doesn’t avoid some of the more toxic elements of rock fandom, the objectification of women, homophobia and the hostile disregard for any alternative taste in music. Of all areas of toxic fandom this instinct towards gatekeeping is shown to be the most pervasive with Lex (Giuseppe Andrews) proving to be biggest offender of this. Frequently deriding the Stellas and regarding them lower than dogs. This hostility comes to a head during the drive to Illinois, when the quartet has a run in with a pair of especially macho disco freaks. Upon gaining the upper hand they proceed to beat the two men bloody with their various tools of rock paraphernalia (drumsticks, chains, and even Kiss-branded belt buckles). Perhaps inappropriately, the film frames the brutal assault as righteous payback set to Black Sabbath’s ‘Iron Man’. 


The Rock vs Disco dynamic may seem like a small part of the film however it speaks to one of the more pernicious aspects of rock fandom, one which can have devastating real-world consequences. Detroit Rock City is notably set in 1978, the year in which Kiss were arguably at the peak of their career. Their audience attendee figures were the highest they’d ever been and their merchandise deals were netting the band millions. This was also the period in which Rock music in general began to adopt an anti-disco sentiment that escalated to hostile and even violent extremes. 


While Rock had the longer legacy, with its origins dating back to Chuck Berry in the 1950s, the younger, more diverse genre of Disco was derided as the more mainstream of the two. It was associated with colorful, chart-topping bands such as ABBA, The Bee Gees and The Village People (incidentally the genre’s popularity among gay men meant that a lot of anti-disco sentiment was driven by homophobia). The scene was the subject of the box-office smash that was Saturday Night Fever, led by a teen heartthrob named John Travolta. To fans of Heavy Metal bands like Kiss, Disco was everything they despised; shallow, inauthentic, commercial and flamboyant. Entire media personalities like DJ Steve Dahl, rose to prominence by adopting a militant ‘pure-rock’ fandom ethos that turned a music rivalry into a culture war. 


This tension between Rock and Disco reached a tipping point in 1979 when Dahl organized a ‘Disco Demolition Night’ to promote a doubleheader baseball game at Chicago’s Cominsky Park. Offering fans discounted tickets if they brought a disco record to be blown-up between the two games. The event went awry when far more people showed up than the stadium could accommodate, forcing security to padlock most of the gates. Drunken attendees inside threw records along with fireworks and liquor bottles during the first game and security had nowhere near the manpower to police the event. When the actual explosion went off it was far larger than expected, tearing up sections of the outfields. The already rowdy crowd proceeded to storm the pitch, setting records alight and demolishing the stadium. Riot police had to clear out the crowd and the home team ended up forfeiting the second game.  


As bad as the event made the Rock scene look it was Disco that paid the price. The genre went into rapid decline, with bands like The Bee Gees falling out of the charts in subsequent years. Record sales plummeted, resulting in major labels going bust and by the 1980s whatever was left of the US disco scene was adapted into the nascent electronic music movement. The opposition of the Rock scene and Disco Demolition could not take all the blame, but it certainly accelerated a trend that was already underway. With Reagan-era politics about to dominate the country and target both the sexually decadent Disco and the Satanic iconography of Rock. 


With its setting in 1978, Detroit Rock City captures the moment in rock history when Rock was the outlet of choice for angry, disaffected teenagers. Socially and sexually stunted young men with an unchecked aggression towards the popular, colorful and camp new vibe sweeping the country. However, to its credit Detroit Rock City has the self-awareness to confront this hostility.  Shortly after their roadside revenge, the boys pick up one of the disco freaks’ Stella girlfriends, Christine (Natasha Lyonne) and offer her a ride to Detroit. Partially out of concern for a lone woman wandering the freeway and partially hoping to win sexual favors from her. After sharing a joint they leave Christine passed out in the car only for it to be stolen with her in the back. Later, after trying and failing to sneak into the concert as a roadie, Lex comes across the car thieves. Having taken his Mom’s Volvo to a nearby chop shop where they intend to take full advantage of the attractive young woman now at their mercy. Crucially it is Lex then, the one who has shown the most volatile hostility towards Stellas, who ends up saving Christine. An acknowledgement of their shared humanity that far outweighs petty music rivalries. 


In saving Christine, Lex proves that the various members of Mystery can move beyond their zealous worship of Rock. Hawk, Lex, Jam and Trip all begin the film with the same violent hostility towards the Disco scene along with a myriad number of other neuroses. In the process of doing everything they can to see Kiss they all end up expanding their horizons. Musically, psychologically, morally, and sexually, even physically with a last-ditch plan to beat each other bloody and claim to have been mugged for their tickets. At the end they emerge more experienced, possibly even wiser, and ready to face whatever the end of the 70s holds for them. Before that though they are rewarded, successfully scamming their way in to see Kiss and in the process getting revenge on Chongo and Trip’s pre-teen tormentor. On rushing into the concert hall, the titular track ‘Detroit Rock City’ blasts through the speakers and the experience is everything they could have hoped for. 


A year after the Alive II tour, drummer Peter Criss would leave Kiss. Whether he was fired or quit remains a point of contention between band members. Two years later lead guitarist Ace Frehley would also go and the remaining members would proceed to ditch the bands iconic costumes and make-up. Kiss would never fully fall apart as many great bands tended to do, however from the eighties onward it was clear that their best days were behind them. In the decade that followed America would undergo sweeping societal change with the presidency of Ronald Reagan and the rise of the moral majority. The hippies who had led the sexual revolution had grown up into conservative middle-class parents, keen to promote family values and Christian ideals. Emboldened by Reagan they led the ‘Satanic Panic’ a period of hysteric outrage against supposed Satanic influences in youth culture. Especially in bands like Kiss who happily exploited the fears of religious groups for publicity. 

In getting to finally see their favorite band live, the four leads of Detroit Rock City get to enjoy one final hurrah. After tonight they will be separated forever with Mystery potentially never reuniting. It’s unlikely that they’ll ever see Kiss perform in their original lineup again and over the next decade Rock will change into something far beyond their narrow tastes. However, these are problems for the future. For this one night, this one moment in time they can thrash and drink and revel like the rock stars they want to be, all nite long.