ABRAHAM LINCOLN: VAMPIRE HUNTER: History Prefers Legends to Men

Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter (2012) – Directed by Timur Bekmambetov – Starring Benjamin Walker, Dominic Cooper, Anthony Mackie, Mary Elizabeth Winstead, Rufus Sewell, Marton Csokas, and Alan Tudyk.

There is one major problem with ABRAHAM LINCOLN: VAMPIRE HUNTER: it takes its story seriously.

The good news is that it takes its story so utterly and completely seriously that the narrative ends up acting as the straight man to the wonderfully ridiculous action sequences, and it would not surprise me if the enjoyment a person got out of this movie stemmed from their reaction to that very divide; that is, does the absurd action scenes allow you to embrace the grim narrative, or does the seriousness of the story make the action scenes feel out of place?

For me, I’m firmly in the camp of the former. ABRAHAM LINCOLN: VAMPIRE HUNTER is a ridiculous movie that somehow manages to work despite the contradictory nature of the narrative and the action that threatens to rip this movie apart. Abe Lincoln (Benjamin Walker) is a grim enough figure that if he entered into a bromance with Christian Bale’s Bruce Wayne the two of them could live together in a small apartment for 100 years and never communicate with anything more than grunts and frowns.

As a child, Abe steps in to stop a black kid – his friend Will Johnson – from getting whipped, which causes his father to step in to stop Abe from getting whipped, which leads to his dad’s creepy boss Jack Barts (Martin Csokas) firing him on the spot. Barts demands his financial debt be repaid immediately, and when Mr. Lincoln can’t do it, Barts shows up one night at the Lincoln cabin and bites Mrs. Lincoln, infecting her with his vampireness and causing her to suffer until she dies. Abe grows up with hate in his heart and after his father dies, decides he’s going to go kill Barts. He meets a stranger at a bar while he’s filling himself up with liquid courage, and then he goes to kill Barts.

Except he can’t, because Barts is a vampire. Lucky for Abe, that stranger at the bar is Henry Sturgess (Dominic Cooper), a vampire hunter who shows up at the docks to save Abe and then brings him home to recover.

Dominic Cooper is a great actor, but the day-after meeting between Henry and Abe is the first sign of trouble in the film. Initially, it starts out fine. Abe wakes up in bed and makes his way to a different part of the house, where he hears the sound of struggle coming from within a closed room. He grabs a large candlestick as a weapon and breaks in – only to find Henry and a woman having sex in the tub. “I didn’t see anything,” Abe mumbles.

It’s a purposely funny moment.

It’s maybe the only purposely funny moment in the whole narrative.

Henry is a vampire hunter. Abe wants to kill a vampire. Henry only agrees to teach Abe if Abe promises that he wants to do it for the good of everyone, not just to get revenge for his mother’s death. Abe says, “Okay,” because he just wants revenge, and Henry agrees to take him on because he either doesn’t realize or care that Abe is in this for personal reasons. There’s a brief training sequence where Abe learns to swing his ax in all manner of ways and some nice historical work where Henry relates that silver is a weakness for vampires because Judas was paid in silver coins for betraying Jesus.

After that, Abe is sent off to Springfield, Illinois, where he gets a job and place to stay from Joshua Speed (Jimmi Simpson) and waits for orders from Henry on who to kill in town. While he waits, the grown-up Will Johnson (Anthony Mackie) shows up seeking his help, and he meets Mary Todd (Mary Elizabeth Winstead), a beautiful young woman being romanced by future Lincoln political opponent Stephen A. Douglas (Alan Tudyk). (It was a good sign that I was with a good crowd when the arrival of Tudyk on screen caused an audible vibe of excitement to run through the crowd – I mean, I’m guessing it was more for Tudyk than Stephen Douglas.) Mackie, Winstead, Simpson, and Tudyk all do fine work in supporting roles, though it’s a bit curious none of them seem to have a sense of humor, either.

But then, I have to ask myself, “Should they have a sense of humor?” LINCOLN takes some of our nation’s deepest scars (slavery and the Civil War) and recasts them as part of a vast, shadowy vampire conspiracy, led by Adam (Rufus Sewell). As much as it strikes me that there’s a noticeable disconnect between the grim narrative and the absurd action, would I really have preferred LINCOLN if Abe was cracking one-liners? Would it really have been preferable if Harriet Tubman (Jaqueline Fleming) shook her head and sighed, “White people,” when confronted with the problems of the Lincolns and their problematic vampires? In a very real sense, LINCOLN asks a nation to determine if it’s ready for the kind of alt-history building that’s a much more common occurrence in Britain. How many times has the Doctor dropped back to World War I and II. It’s not uncommon to see Winston Churchill confronted by Daleks, which illustrates that Britain, as a nation, has decided that one of the ways it deals with the horrors of two world wars is to have pop entertainment embrace it.

Americans are less inclined to do this, and instead American entertainment has largely recast the Civil War period in one of two ways – it either focuses on the horror of slavery or it celebrates the whole “brother vs. brother” myth. In both cases, American entertainment rightly treats this time period with the utmost gravity. There were not a lot of chuckles in Ken Burns’ The Civil War, after all, and that doc largely serves as the preferred method of thinking about the war: tragic, unfortunate, and narrated by famous people over somber music.

Is America ready to embrace a different kind of Civil War story? It was only 14 years ago that UPN’s The Secret Diary of Desmond Pfeiffer, which was a sitcom about a black, English nobleman-turned-slave-turned-President-Lincoln’s-valet, fostered all manner of protests even before a single episode was aired. The idea of a sitcom with a freed slave at the center was just too much for groups like the NAACP to take. I haven’t heard of any such protests against LINCOLN. Is this because it’s not a comedy? Because it takes slavery and the war completely seriously, even with the absurdity of a vampire mythology built into it? Because the nation has reached a point where it can engage the Civil War and slavery in pop entertainment?

Honestly, I have no idea what the answer to these questions are, but I find them incredibly interesting. One of the reasons why Quentin Tarantino is making Django Unchained is because:

I want to explore something that really hasn’t been done. I want to do movies that deal with America’s horrible past with slavery and stuff but do them like spaghetti westerns, not like big issue movies. I want to do them like they’re genre films, but they deal with everything that America has never dealt with because it’s ashamed of it, and other countries don’t really deal with because they don’t feel they have the right to. But I can deal with it all right, and I’m the guy to do it. So maybe that’s the next mountain waiting for me.

Here we have one of the major film directors working today stating that he wants to purposely make a film grounded in big issues that he treats like a genre piece. To Tarantino, Django Unchained is a form of national, cultural catharsis. LINCOLN is walking this same road, though with less force and a different rationale. In LINCOLN, no one in production is suggesting that slavery and the Civil War are issues that need to be dealt with in a more open manner; instead, LINCOLN very much tows the accepted cultural take that this is all deadly serious business.

I can’t say I disagree with people who hold that position, but I can say that as seriously as LINCOLN treats these issues, it’s also a film where Abraham Lincoln hunts vampires while armed with an ax.

The conflict is evident in Lincoln’s opening remarks. He tells us, “History prefers legends to men. It prefers nobility to brutality, soaring speeches to wild deeds. History remembers the battle, but forgets the blood. However history remembers me before I was a President, it shall only remember a fraction of the truth.” The idea is direct act on historians who paint the story of a nation in capital-H History, attempting to weave a proud and glorious narrative. Lincoln has been the beneficiary of this approach, of course, as the Emancipation Proclamation did not free slaves across the nation, but only in the Confederate states. In border states that were loyal to the Union (Missouri, Kentucky, Maryland, and Delaware), slavery was not abolished because it would have been a politically risky move to anger loyal states that could have potentially join the rebellion. Lincoln’s speech here, then, asks us to look past the legends to know the individuals, yet while Movie Lincoln benefits from this approach, Real Lincoln would suffer because of it.

ABRAHAM LINCOLN: VAMPIRE HUNTER is the kind of movie that I love watching because there’s little else quite like it. It’s a decent film in its own right, wonderfully self-destructive in terms of narrative but simply gorgeous in terms of action. (There are few people who shoot action scenes as well as director Timur Bekmambetov.) It’s a riot, but probably not because it was intended to be a riot.

Or maybe it is. Maybe the key to the film is Bekmambetov’s over-the-top, absurdist action sequences, which tells us to take all of that serious narrative stuff with a very large grain of salt. I really don’t know.

What I do know is that there are moments here where everything comes together and LINCOLN finds glory in combining the serious story with the absurd action, like when Mary Todd Lincoln kills the woman who killed her son by shooting her with a large rifle in which she uses her son’s toy sword as her bullet. Here we have a gun-toting First Lady, whose very presence at Gettysburg is due to her shepherding silver weapons to the battlefield with the help of the Harriet Tubman-led Underground Railroad, killing a vampire by shooting a toy sword at her brain. When the vamp falls dead to the ground, the toy sword is sticking out of her forehead. It is one of the few scenes in the film that effectively meshes the narrative and the action into something emotionally powerful and visually arresting.

On the whole, however, LINCOLN is a glorious attempt at a completely ridiculous premise. The actors here are good. The directing here is good. The look of the film and the elaborate action sequences are worth the price of admission alone. There are huge problems with pacing – the film seems to rush through Abe the Hunter years just so we can sit around for Abe the President years, and the story jumps from this moment to that moment like a kid haphazardly flipping through her parent’s photo album – and I can’t help feeling the film should have offered a knowing wink in the narrative to match the action (which looked like it was going to come from Henry, but then didn’t after the bathtub scene), but dang if this film didn’t keep me engaged from start to finish.

Much like PROMETHEUS, LINCOLN leaves me feeling both conflicted and thrilled that a movie is trying something new, and much like SUCKER PUNCH, LINCOLN demonstrates that its incredibly talented director is further ahead creating visual spectacles than he is at telling engaging stories.

And yet, it is because of all this disconnectedness, because of the conflicted feelings it leaves me with, I think if you’re a fan of movies, ABRAHAM LINCOLN: VAMPIRE HUNTER is a movie you have to see … even if you end up hating it.

UNDERWORLD: AWAKENING (3D): I’m Not Going to Complain About 90 Minutes of Kate Beckinsale in a Catsuit …

Underworld: Evolution (2012; in 3D) – Directed by Måns Mårlind and Björn Stein – Starring Kate Beckinsale, Sandrine Holt, Theo James, Michael Ealy, India Eisley, Stephen Rea, and Charles Dance.

… but I will complain about nearly everything else in this dreary, tired shoot ‘em up.

UNDERWORLD: AWAKENING does not do for 3D what it does for catsuits.

Look, I’m never going to get tired of Kate Beckinsale. Ever. Even if she wasn’t jumping around looking all bad ass in her leather and latex catsuit, she’s one of the most stunningly beautiful women walking. That’s awesome, but that’s not enough to make a movie awesome, and unfortunately UNDERWORLD: AWAKENING is just not a very good movie.

I don’t really want to talk to much about the movie, and not just because there’s not a lot to talk about. The film jumps the story 12 years into the future because … well, because that’s the number someone pulled out of a hat. There’s no real discernible difference in this world. There was a “Purge,” where humans went all crazy killing all the vamps and wolves they could and driving the rest underground. They put Selene (Kate Beckinsale), Michael (Scott Speedman, who’s not in the film, but whose face was used to make it look like he was), and their daughter Eve (India Eisley) in cryogenic suspension and do all kinds of tests on them to come up with evil science-related stuff. Selene and Eve escape and then …

Then the shooting starts. It stops an hour or so later.

When the film does the franchise’s trademark shots of Kate looking sexy and bad-ass (usually in shots involving smoke, slow-mo, and her icy-blue enhanced eyes), AWAKENING is a reasonable enough facsimile of the first two movies to not be a waste of your time, but even the action sequences here seem tired and dated. Selene can walk around in the sunlight now, and the film takes advantage of this by … *grumble* … by having two scenes take place in the sunlight. One takes place in a car when the film establishes that Selene being in sunlight is a big deal. The second is when she gets out of the car and walks into a building.

That’s it.

What’s the point of her having these new powers if you don’t take advantage of it?

What’s worse is that most of the action scenes take place in dingy, cramped, dark settings: a vampire coven’s underground lair, an abandoned building, a pier, a rooftop, a science lab, and the big finale takes place in … a parking garage.

Honestly.

All of it creates a claustrophobic feel to this film, a feeling made worse by the 3D.

Which gets me to what I really want to talk about: 3D. I haven’t seen a 3D movie since Captain EO. Yeah, Captain EO. And after watching AWAKENING, I really don’t have a lot of desire to see another one.

Now, I am completely aware that UNDERWORLD: AWAKENING does not represent the finest and highest quality 3D technology the world is capable of producing. And were a film (like Hugo, for instance) made to take advantage of what 3D has to offer, I would gladly pay my money to see it, but AWAKENING does nothing with the technology that makes the use of it seem the least bit worthwhile. I mean, big deal, some shards of glass fly at my face. A werewolf sticks his snout in mine.

It doesn’t add anything to my experience.

In fact, it hurts the experience. Perhaps my “Real D 3D” glasses are to blame, but I’ll take a crisp, bright image in 2D over a muted, dull image in 3D any old day of the lunar calendar. At several times during the film I actually took the glasses off and just watched the film without them. I kept waiting for the sequence where it would all pay off, but it never arrives. I’m sure the extra $2 I paid (well, that the person I went with paid) to watch the 3D version helps the bottom line, but a bad experience hurts the bottom line of every film that comes along after this that has the 3D option.

I’ll offer two caveats to this: One, when we left the theater there was a massive line waiting to get in. My guess is that those people were there to see the 3D version of Phantom Menace because what else is in the theaters right now that could get that many people to wait in a huge line in the middle of a day (even a Saturday) in Reno? Perhaps my dissent puts me in the minority. There’s no shortage of 3D movies being released, so obviously there’s an audience for them, but a movie like AWAKENING just feels like a 2D movie with 3D tacked on.

The second caveat is that the 3D trailer for Wrath of the Titans looked much better than anything offered in AWAKENING, so it is completely possible that I just happened to sit through one of the worst examples of what the current tech can do.

All of the above being true, I didn’t have a completely horrible time. No, AWAKENING isn’t a good movie, but it is a mildly diverting one. I don’t know who thought it was a good idea to give Selene a kid to worry about (for the fifth film, how about we give her nothing to worry about and just let her kick ass?) and I’ve completely had it with the vampire/lycan hybrid angle, but if you’re either a fan of the franchise or a fan of catsuits, there’s nothing else in the theaters right now that offers both. AWAKENING isn’t anything it doesn’t advertise itself to be, but that doesn’t mean it’s automatically good.

But, hey, 90 minutes of Kate Beckinsale. I’ll see anything she’s in, catsuit or not.

Well, anything except Pearl Harbor.

THE LEAGUE OF EXTRAORDINARY GENTLEMEN: You Spoke Once of Wanting to Meet Your Demon

The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen (2003) – Directed by Stephen Norrington – Starring Sean Connery, Naseeruddin Shah, Peta Wilson, Tony Curran, Stuart Townsend, Shane West, Jason Flemyng, and Richard Roxburgh.

What’s most disappointing about THE LEAGUE OF EXTRAORDINARY GENTLEMEN isn’t that it’s awful, but that Stephen Norrington comes really close to making an honest-to-goodness good film. But LOEG isn’t a good film; at best it’s a diverting afternoon watch for me, and the hope I have is that it’s the afternoon watch for plenty of kids, who then explore these characters in other venues. Because LEAGUE is a little boy’s dream come to life; watching the movie is like watching what a little kid sees in his head when he plays with all of his various toys at once.

As you know if you’ve been kicking around the Anxiety for a bit, I don’t judge films by how well they stay true to the source material; I judge them on their own merits, and if they fall short I’ll sometimes look to the source material to try and figure out what went wrong. LEOG isn’t the comic book, and if you come to this movie wanting the Alan Moore/Kevin O’Neill series to pop to life on the screen, you’re not going to get it. Norrington’s film treats these characters as pulp heroes instead of Moore’s more literary take on them; Moore gives us people who are largely on the downside of their careers, while Norrington seems obsessed with the eternal vitality of characters. Moore is interested in what happens to the characters after they leave the pages of the novels we’ve read, while Norrington’s interest is largely to create an actual all-star team. There’s nothing inherently wrong with Norrington’s approach – it just ends up less successful than I’d like.

It’s 1899 and the world is on the brink of a World War. Some evil dude called the Fantom is attacking both the Brits and the Germans, who blame each other. The Brits have a secret plan, though. They’re going to assemble a new version of the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, and the key to this plan is recruiting legendary adventurer Allan Quatermain (Sean Connery) to head up the mission. A British government agent heads to Africa, where Quatermain is busy hanging out with some other old fogeys. Quatermain doesn’t want anything to do with the Brits. But then some mysterious cowboys show up and start shooting and blowing things up, so Quatermain decides he’ll help.

Quatermain heads back to England, where he meets M (Richard Roxburgh), Nemo (Naseeruddin Shah), Mina Harker (Peta Wilson), and Rodney Skinner the Invisible Man who they don’t call the Invisible Man because they couldn’t secure the rights (Tony Curran, who played Vincent Van Gogh in one of my favorite all-time DOCTOR WHO episodes: VINCENT AND THE DOCTOR). M gives them the rundown of what’s what and they’re off to recruit Dorian Gray (Stuart Townsend). Dorian doesn’t want to sign up, but then some more of the Fantom’s men attack, and so he does. We meet Tom Sawyer (Shane West), a member of the U.S. Secret Service who slipped into the ranks of the Fantom’s men so he could get into Dorian’s house and find out what’s what. After capturing Mr. Hyde (Jason Flemyng), the League jumps into Nemo’s ship, Nautilus … and the film grinds to a halt.

So far we’ve had a few mediocre action scenes, but at least the film is moving somewhere. Part of the problem with LEOG is that the CGI is so false looking; I never feel like I’m in a real world here. Now, that’s not a deal breaker because LEOG is so clearly a fantasy. Because it’s a little kid’s fantasy, realism is never really on the table.

Once we get to the Nautilus, the film starts moving the pieces around the board; every character gets a bit of screen time and the film’s mystery starts coming into focus. Unfortunately, this is the most boring and uninspiring part of the movie. Mina and Dorian have a sexual history and if this were a more adult movie there might be something here. Unfortunately for me, it’s not and so the two characters allude to their shared past without generating any heat. They’re both immortal with qualifications: Mina is a vampire and Dorian can’t ever look at a particular picture of himself or he’ll die.

That picture leads to a pretty hilarious (maybe unintentionally so) exchange between Gray and Quatermain. When they were back at Dorian’s house, they climb some stairs that are lined with pictures. There’s a big empty spot right in plain view, to which Quatermain remarks, “There’s a picture missing,” and Dorian replies, “You don’t miss anything, do you Quatermain?”

Back on the ship, Quatermain and Sawyer are bonding and the scenes almost work. The problem is Shane West’s Tom Sawyer, who’s Southern accent feels like someone doing a Southern accent rather than someone who’s from the south. Again, though, this plays into the idea that this whole movie is really just a kid pushing his toys around in his backyard somewhere, and doing a southern accent himself. Quatermain has lost a son in the near-recent past (which is why he has no love for the British Empire) and starts to treat Sawyer with some fatherly affections. They bond over guns because they’re men, and the film’s best and worst scene comes at the same time. On the deck of the massive submarine, Sawyer comes across Quatermain when he’s shooting his rifle. Quatermain gives him a hard time about being American, which means his shooting strategy is to keep firing until you hit something. Quatermain shows him how to shoot his way, to take your time, to take account of the weather and then wait … wait … wait …

Sawyer decides to take this moment to not only ask about Quatermain’s dead son, but to ask, “Did you teach your son to shoot like this?”

While the camera remains focused on Sawyer, we can see Quatermain exit behind him. It’s a great moment for Quatermain and a decidedly stupid moment for Sawyer; what’s even more of a juxtaposition is that Norrington makes such a correct choice in how he barely shows Quatermain walking away, but such a dumb decision in how Sawyer asks the question. It makes me cringe at how ham-fisted West’s performance is and yet appreciate how professional Connery’s is, with Norrington’s direction caught somewhere in the middle.

The League starts to notice all sorts of things are missing, and so everyone naturally blame the Invisible Man because he’s a thief.

The Nautilus gets to Venice where the Fantom is going to blow the city into the water to start World War I, and the film starts to pick up a real pace again. There’s a bunch of solid if unspectacular action sequences that generally take too long to get through. Take the scene in Venice – the League piles into Nemo’s white sports car as the Fantom’s seemingly endless supply of henchmen fire at them from atop the roofs. How the henchmen knew what rooftops to be in is besides the point, of course – they’re there because the film needs them to be there. The scene is okay but overlong, and at some point you wonder if anyone went, “Jeez, it’s just a car driving down the road getting attacked from above. Maybe we should, I don’t know, give the bad guys a car?”

It’s in Venice where the team is successful in stopping the Fantom and also learns that the Fantom is really M. It’s a nice twist, and it’s probably the film’s best blend of characters from multiple stories from multiple generations. We’ve got M giving Connery, a former Bond, orders, but then M turns out to be Moriarty, the legendary nemesis of Sherlock Holmes. It’s clever and sets the film spiraling through the second half. M’s plan is to take a piece of what makes everyone special and then manufacture a new army of augmented soldiers; his spy turns out to be Dorian instead of Skinner. M is blackmailing Gray because he’s got the magic picture that Gray can never look at, but Gray doesn’t exactly seem conflicted by this turn of events.

The acting in LEAGUE is completely over the top – again like a kid might do playing with his action figures. The only actor who doesn’t fall in line is Connery, who spends the bulk of the film stalking through the film like a very angry, very old man. He snaps at M, at Nemo, at Mina, at Tom- hell, at everyone, and delivers a mean punch whenever he can.

Post-Venice, we get a bunch more decent if not memorable action sequences until we get to the film’s climax. It’s a good old fashioned storming the castle finale, and it ends when Sawyer uses Quatermain’s shooting technique to kill Moriarty as he tries to make his escape. Hooray.

I’d put THE LEAGUE OF EXTRAORDINARY GENTLEMEN in the same class as a film like Van Helsing; they’re good and you can get some thrills out of them, but in the end they just don’t quite become what they could be. Everything in LEOG a bit too clean and phony looking, the acting and writing both play it broad, and the action sequences merely fill a role rather than wow me.