The main character of Rise
of the Planet of the Apes, a combination reboot / remake / prequel of the kind
increasingly common to moribund franchises these days, is a startlingly
well-drawn, patiently developed and deeply sympathetic creation. He’s an
incredibly talented youngster who grows exponentially in intelligence and
capacity as he ages. One unfortunate day, he attacks a neighbor while defending
a member of his surrogate family and is locked away in a prison-like
environment. There, he discovers his own kind and begins to plot an escape. His
name is Caesar and he is a chimpanzee.
All of his character development is done with a handful of
sign language symbols sparsely translated, but otherwise through entirely
wordless passages in which body language and small shifts of expression – it’s
all in the eyes – tell more than you need to know about his emotional state.
Even more impressive than just the mere fact that an expensive studio
production would willingly turn over so much time to quiet and nuance is that
Caesar is a computer-generated character, quite possibly the most convincing
one yet. He’s performed via motion capture by Andy Serkis, the same
digitally-assisted chameleon who breathed life into the pixels of Gollum in The Lord of the Rings and the giant
gorilla in Peter Jackson’s King Kong.
Not only is Caesar convincing, but he captured my emotions as well. I had a
rooting interest in this character and was on the edge of my seat waiting to
see what he would learn, what he would decide to do next.
When Caesar arrives amongst other primates, very convincing
effects work all, in an animal control prison lorded over by an inattentive
Brian Cox and a sneering Tom Felton, encounters with chimps, orangutans, and
gorillas are similarly convincing, thrilling, and suspenseful. The hierarchies
of this little prison society are made startlingly clear in what seem like
lengthy sequences in which the only sounds are growls, snorts, and various ape
vocalizations. By the time the simian inmates form a makeshift army – after
some convoluted sci-fi business about enhanced intelligence – their strategy
meetings are similarly thrillingly clear despite the lack of speaking. It’s all
in the eyes, which in these cases are most definitely windows to souls.
If this movie were mostly just apes, this review would be
on-track to be a nearly unqualified rave. As it is, the film has lots of human
stuff dragging down the level of quality. Perhaps that’s because, unlike for
the apes, writers Rick Jaffa and Amanda Silver are required to write speaking
role for the humans. There is so much intelligence, thought, and humanity in
the wordless ape roles, that it’s a shame that the movie lacks human
intelligence. Oh, they all play their parts just fine but the dialogue is
really clunky and the plot requires some humans to make Very Bad Decisions for
the sake of moving things along. The lead human is scientist James Franco who
is close to a breakthrough in his work for a cure to Alzheimer’s. We see that
he likes to take his work home with him when we learn that his father (John
Lithgow) is suffering from said disease. When Franco’s work testing his cure on
chimps is shut down by his Big Pharma boss (David Oyelowo), he saves a baby
chimp from being put down and brings him home too. That would be Caesar. It’s a
good thing that Franco woos a pretty veterinarian (Freida Pinto) who can keep a
secret.
The slick production just blasts forward, rocketing upwards
at a terrific pace, escalating all the while. Director Rupert Wyatt, in his
first big studio effort, has a great hand at keeping the effects perfectly
utilized. He neither leans on them, nor tries to hide them. He knows he has a
good thing going and makes great use of the skilled work of thousands of
animators and dozens of mo-cap performers. The spectacle is truly spectacular,
made all the more so by the simple fact that I cared about what was happening
on the screen. Not since 1968’s Planet of
the Apes found astronaut Charlton Heston falling through time and space and
landing on a future Earth ruled by the apes, has a Planet of the Apes film been so fully satisfying.
Rise flips the
frightening central scenario. Instead of a man being oppressed by apes, this
film shows apes being oppressed by men. It’s a terrifying what if scenario both
ways. What if apes got tired of being treated as second-class species? Though Rise sees unwilling to maintain the same
commentary on the cauldron of societal ills that informed the sensibilities of
the original films, there is still a potent sense of wrong in the treatment of
these animals, and a potent terror in their eventual strike back. It’s all the
more terrifying for seeming justified. Caesar is a charismatic character who
grows into a charismatic leader. The great success of the film is not only the
way it so brilliantly builds this character, but also in the way it has an
audience rooting for the defeat of mankind, rooting for the rise of the Planet
of the Apes. The film doesn’t quite get there, concluding by merely leaving
tantalizing threads for future sequels. It’s funny that the franchise, which
started with Heston’s angst at the destruction of humanity, has come full
circle to the point where an audience cheers it on. It’s excitingly
transgressive. When a character in this new film shouts “Get your stinking paws
off me, you damn dirty ape!” The film’s thrilling, hugely entertaining and
disturbing answer is “No.”
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