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I am a fan of Alex Proyas. Scratch that, I am a BIG fan of Alex Proyas, and with due reason: the guy makes kick-ass movies. At the new avant-garde of today’s film market I place him and David Fincher on top as the most visually creative and overall talented directors out there (yes, I like Michael Bay but I just have a shit-load of fun with his movies, it’s something else). And Proyas, while not very active at feature-length moviemaking, had a pretty much spot-free track record until now. For those still lost, here’s the short version:
“The Crow” was awesome… It was shot with very little money, the star got killed in the middle of production, and it kicked ass. “Dark City” was almost equally cheap, but even so it is one of the most visually tantalizing science fiction films in history, with one of the smartest plots to boot. “I, Robot” could have been his ruin due to the big budget and one very big star involved. It was fun, had amazing action scenes and it challenged our technology dependent minds. Phew.
Now Proyas presents us with what could possibly be one of the coolest plot outlines in recent memory. Something that, in the hands of any other director could mean just another dark mystery-movie, but in the hands of Proyas can become something amazing, something… MONSTROUS.
Nicolas Cage plays John Koestler, a widowed parent who teaches Astro… something at the MIT. After his son picks out a letter, filled with numbers, from a time capsule written by a girl fifty years ago (and buried in the ground since then), John starts to wonder if those numbers mean something. The horrible truth that he finds out is that the numbers are the dates and number of killed in all major disasters (both natural and unnatural) of the last fifty years. Even worse, some of those “predictions” haven’t happened yet… Now I, as a screenwriter, was loving it until now, but then a second trailer showed that: EVEN FUCKING WORSE, some spooky dudes dressed in black are after his son… Oh, why not keep it simple?
I was willing to forgive Proyas… He probably had something planned for the spooky dudes, but NO!!! YOU HAVE TO HAVE SPOOKY DUDES TO REMOVE ALL THE MYSTERY IN THE FUCKING MOVIE!!! You have a list of numbers, disasters that threaten to kill a shit-load of people, and you still need people dressed in black chasing our hero and his boy around??? And who are these people, you might ask? Well, I can’t tell you because I would spoil the ending, but just be warned: have your bucket to puke in when it gets there, BECAUSE THE BRILLIANT ALEX PROYAS JUST WENT ON AND USED THE SAME EASY ESCAPE FOR A MYSTERIOUS SCREENPLAY TO GIVE THE ENDING CLOSURE AND HAPPINESS!!!! I swear to God, the movie had me glued to my chair until the last twenty minutes, where I started crying like a little girl, out of shame, anger and utter disgust.
Now… Proyas isn’t all lost. Technically, this movie is a rock-solid thrill ride, with even the dudes in black providing some valid suspense until the very, very, very disappointing finale. The by now infamous plane crash scene is all it promises and then some more, with 3 uncut minutes of mayhem and destruction, something I imagine only Proyas could execute with such precision, intensity and cruelty.
Nicolas Cage plays a solid, troubled dad, with good displays of affection to his son and some trouble to let go of his wife. Rose Byrne is also a joy to watch, with convincing emotions throughout the movie. The kids leave a little to be desired, but it is never easy to find convincing young actors, and in my opinion they did their jobs just fine.
A special note goes out (again) to Marco Betrami, whose eerie music-queues reminded me of the great disaster movies of the times of black and white. The introduction, showing the earth from space, with very dark toned music, only a few violins that feel like they’re playing directly into your spine, sets the mood for the whole movie, and it just gets better as the situation escalates.
And escalation is the name of the game in “Knowing”. It is hard to explain what it feels to watch it without spoiling the ending, but with all its flaws (a BIG ONE at the end) the movie stayed with me for a few days… It seriously disturbed me, and I’ve been thinking about it, digesting it. Aside from its many subliminal messages, “Knowing” had an effect on me (and many others, I believe), leaving a little bitter taste at the back of my mouth… Like something is seriously wrong with this world.
I would never go as far as to say that “Knowing” is a movie that shouldn’t be seen. It is an amazing experience, that just closes very, very wrong. It is a movie about fate, faith, letting go, that just ignores all its qualities and takes a big dump on them in the last twenty minutes. But nonetheless, it is an AMAZING movie if you choose to forgive this one, major flaw.
PS: with our new, beautiful, O.o.m.A. section, I will be writing a spoiler-filled report on how I would have developed the plot in “Knowing”… It is easy to bash technical aspects of a screenplay and have a big laugh, so I feel that it is my professional responsibility to suggest something better. If it IS better or not… Well, that is up to you.
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