Showing posts with label Animated. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Animated. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Rewatch: The Sky Crawlers

This is a film that you have to either go into blind and alone or with enough information to realise what you're getting into. If the extent of your knowledge is that The Sky Crawlers somehow involves aeroplanes then go, watch it, and come back here later. If you're not planning to see it or you've already been spoiled, read on.

So, okay, it's called Sky Crawlers, the case features bullets and fire and swooshing hair, this movie is lying to you from the very first. Despite the title's implication there is a sad lack of vast Eldritchian insects tearing through the stratosphere (darn.) and the violent, frantic tone set by the opening is... misleading.

We start off with a dogfight that hammers home Sky Crawlers' main quality. This thing is beautiful.

I mean, astoundingly, ethereally gorgeous.

The visual style is a jarring blend of highly rendered CGI props and landscapes

with soft, simple, understating and pastel-coloured character design.

Unlike Steamboy, it doesn't even attempt to blend these disparate elements and sets a precedent for the "feel" of the story as a whole. We're following Yuichi, a boy (as in child, which I'll get to later) inheriting his predecessor's fighter jet, and the newest addition to this odd little group of pilots.

He asks a few questions, especially about the status of the pilot he's replacing, Jinro, and makes little headway. Everyone is quiet and cryptic. One of his new partners, the friendly Naofumi, shows him the sights. The sights include a diner that makes good meat pies and... a brothel. Huh.

The pair of prostitutes are no less enthusiastic when it comes to reinforcing the vague-and-mysterious theme. Yuichi retires with the darker and more tattooed of the two, who intimates to him that Jinro used to visit her, and that Yuichi reminds her of him.

The rest of the tale develops slowly and strangely, punctuated by aerial battles. Yuichi tries to question his superior officer, Suito Kusanagi, but only gets his information in snippets. Everyone stares, everything is awkward, the soundtrack hasn't graced us with its presence since the opening and only resurfaces later in the form of Kusanagi's giant, slightly terrifying music box.

All the while, our characters are going off to fight faceless enemies and occasionally they don't come back. Kusanagi seems to be the only one with a real reaction to this. Tourist groups pose for pictures with the aircrafts, the fights are all blithely broadcast on the news... it's all a very calm kind of war.

In order to skip all this vague description, allow me to spoil the whole twist right now.

The pilots are synthetic people called "Kildren". They are immortal unless outright killed. They are being used to act out a sort of mock war, a play put on for a warless world to remind the populace of how important peace really is. A real, immediate reminder of conflict with real (albeit disposable and inhuman) casualties. When they die, they are reincarnated with simple false memories, retaining their use as pilots in an unending cycle.

The revelation if this is an unwinding, letting us in on small implications before it confirms anything. I like this setup.

And I would have liked it better if it hadn't been WRITTEN OF THE BACK OF THE VIDEO CASE.

Oh, wow, that's nice. I didn't want to wait for any of that, just go ahead and tell me in that stilted, preview-narrator way of yours. Thanks.

Okay, so that sort of wrecked my first viewing. With the knowledge that: 1. Kildren are immortal child-things. 2. They are fighting an endless war. And 3. Something weird happened to the pilot Yuichi is replacing I expected the rest of the film to be a big science fiction spectacle with mysteries solved and deaths avenged and conspiracies unveiled and all that good stuff. The idea of watching a character make surreal, existantial discoveries becomes a lot more appealing when we are not told the results before we hit play.

When I finished watching Sky Crawlers the first time around, I was annoyed. I'm glad, however, that I took the time to go through it a second time and really look at it, pay attention to it, and understand what it had to offer. Planes explode and guns are brandished, but this is not an action adventure. It's set in an alternate world of manufactured child-soldiers, but it's not a sci-fi fantasy. I wouldn't even call it a regular "commentary" piece, despite its lapses out of subtlety. It's just about watching these characters act and interact. Experiencing with them the disconnected, vague, dreamlike quality of a world full of endless repetitions and forgettings. If anything, it reminds me a bit of Stalker, and has crept its way into my list of favourite films. One I'll definitely be watching again.

That said, this is far from perfect. The most interesting problem I found was with our smoking, drinking, occasionally sexual main characters. I get what the idea is, constantly confronting us with the debauchery of "children" who might die tomorrow and are unaffected by normal societal rules. The thing is... with the anime aesthetic, even with this more grounded style, how much of a visual difference is there between a thirteen-year-old and an eighteen-year-old? The characters have low, mature voices, some have tired lines around their eyes... there isn't enough to distinguish them as intentionally children and not just young people. It makes it a little confusing if you don't know what you're supposed to be seeing.


A final note before I finish this up; part of what bumped this into the territory of real re-watch value. I really like the relationship between Yuichi and Suito.

What we eventually get explained is that Suito and Jinro were lovers. Suito, having lived a fair bit longer than the other Kildren and caught on to the cycle of repetition, kills Jinro at his behest to "release" him. Only to have him come back as Yuichi. The clashing of Yuichi's hazy, apathetic calm and Suito's increasingly desperate and destructive recklessness is interesting to watch.

It feels heavy and real, and it caught my attention more than I had expected.



In conclusion, give this a watch if you like fabulous animation and aren't afraid of a story that tries to hypnotise rather than entertain you. Preferably watched without any distractions.


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Saturday, December 18, 2010

The Adventures of Prince Achmed.

The Adventures of Prince Achmed is held to be the world's first feature-length animated film. Directed by one Lotte Reiniger in 1926, the entire thing is done in a type of stop-motion with metal and cardboard cut-outs against a lit background. The plot is based (albeit loosely) on stories from The Arabian Nights.

And it is glorious.

I admit here that I am certainly biased. This movie is an amalgamation of things I already enjoy. Animation? Check. Stop-motion specifically? Check. Classic tale of fantasy? Check. I knew before I watched it that I was going to like it very much.

Let's go over the story quickly.

It starts off with an evil wizard (the African Magician) plotting some mayhem on the birthday of a local ruler.

He tricks Prince Achmed into riding a magical flying horse

and tries unsuccessfully to woo his sister, Dinarsade, which only serves to get him thrown into a dungeon for a while.

Achmed is carried to the island of Wak Wak, where a bit of hilarity ensues

before he meets (and falls all aflutter for) the ruler of the island and its demons, Princess Pari Banu.

...And promptly kidnaps her. As one does.

Now, hilariously terrible a romantic tactic as this is, I have to mention in Achmed's defence that it's not really clear whether he dragged her off for purely selfish reasons or actually rescued her since, as we see later, the demons try to kill her upon getting her back. It's a little puzzling, and I attribute this to the absence of some undoubtedly important scenes.


Anyhow; Pari Banu then gets captured again by the now-escaped African Magician and is sold to the emperor of China.

Achmed's rescue attempts are thwarted and he is dropped into the territory of the-best-character-ever-seriously-I-mean-it: the Witch of the Flaming Mountain.

She gives Achmed the armour and weaponry needed to defeat the Magician (her mortal enemy), and they set off. They manage to get to Pari Banu, but the demons of Wak Wak show up and whisk her away yet again,

leaving Achmed and the Witch trapped outside and unable to help her. It turns out that the gates of Wak Wak will only open to the possessor of Aladin's lamp.

Aladin ends up being pretty easy to find, but he doesn't have the lamp, as it was stolen by the African Magician. We then get to hear Aladin's side of the story, and find out that he fell in love with and married Dinarsade,

who vanished when the lamp was taken. They plead with the Witch to kill the Magician and retrieve the lamp, which she says she will try.

Thus ensues the shape-shifting, fireball-flinging magical duel.

And yes, that is exactly as amazing as it sounds.

The Witch wins (of course) and they use the lamp to get into Wak Wak, where they fight off the hordes of angry demons.

Pari Banu and Dinarsade are rescued, the Witch keeps the lamp, and everything ends happily.

The film is only sixty minutes long, so the characters are simple by necessity, but they still leave strong impressions. Well, maybe not Dinarsade... and Pari Banu just tended to get kidnapped a lot.... All the same, it works for the tale.

The African Magician is suitably clever and malicious, Achmed is noble and brave, if a bit brash, and the Witch of the Flaming Mountain takes names and kicks asses with the best of them.

The animation is ridiculously impressive, especially as you remind yourself throughout the movie that, yes, that is cardboard.

Lace curtains and clothing, rippling reflections in water, shape-shifting wizard battle.

It's a treat for anyone with an interest in the medium.

The soundtrack is fitting and doesn't distract, working with the colour-tinted film to bring a nice, coherent atmosphere to the picture.

Sadly, as I mentioned above, there are sizeable chunks missing from The Adventures of Prince Achmed. What exists has been pieced together, and the originals are entirely gone. My heart twinges a bit when I think of how impressive the intact film must have been.

In conclusion:

Go. Watch it.

Watch it by yourself at least once, then show it to everyone you know. It's perfectly suitable for all ages and degrees of cinematic nerd.

I leave you now with the lingering distaste of my over-use of italics, and the assurance that I will do my best to track down more of Reiniger's work.

Spin.



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