Archive for June, 2002

The Bourne Identity

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The Bourne Iden­tity is one rea­son it hasn’t been an appallingly awful sum­mer for grown-up movie­go­ers. Among the usual can­cer that infects and oozes from the mul­ti­plex this time of year have been sev­eral films that have dared to be sharp, almost brainy, this film included. Sand­wiched into a sum­mer that has included the vapid likes of The Scor­pion King, Bad Com­pany and Jason X, it’s a reliev­ing breath of air for a suf­fo­cat­ing film reviewer. But how could stu­dio exec­u­tives let a film that has brawn and brains be released dur­ing the sum­mer you ask? The world may never know.

Although it sets itself up to be a run-of-the-mill action flick, The Bourne Iden­tity hur­dled my expec­ta­tions and man­aged to grow a brain along the way thanks to the whip-smart direc­tion of indie fave Doug Liman. The gas pedal on this thriller is depressed slowly, and begins by show­ing Ital­ian fish­er­men off the south­ern coast of France spot­ting a dead man (Matt Damon) float­ing in the water. When they pull him aboard they real­ize that he’s not dead, just uncon­scious, with two bul­let holes in his back. The ship’s doc­tor goes to work on him, remov­ing the bul­lets and find­ing a small laser pointer with a Swiss bank account in it. The uncon­scious man comes back to the world of the liv­ing and can’t remem­ber any­thing that hap­pened to him pre­vi­ous to his being pulled from the Mediter­ranean. As soon his boat reaches port he speeds to the bank in Zurich where he finds a safety deposit box loaded with infor­ma­tion he hopes will solve many of his life’s rid­dles. The first pass­port he picks up shows his name is Jason Bourne and that he lives in Paris, but the box is loaded with pass­ports show­ing him with dif­fer­ent names and nation­al­i­ties. It also con­tains thou­sands of dol­lars in dif­fer­ent denom­i­na­tions and a pis­tol. At this point he doesn’t know who he really is or where he lives, but at least he’s wealthy.

Unlike his char­ac­ter in Good Will Hunt­ing, Matt Damon really isn’t stretched too much in the act­ing depart­ment here. Since he doesn’t know who he can trust all he needs to do is kick ass and look con­fused. He finds that he’s flu­ent in sev­eral lan­guages and that he can go toe-to-toe in sev­eral fight­ing styles. Not know­ing why he knows these things, he adapts to his sit­u­a­tion and keeps mov­ing, try­ing to make his way to Paris.

Star­ring:
Matt Damon, Franka Potente, Chris Cooper, Clive Owen, Julia Stiles, Brian Cox
Directed By:
Doug Liman
Release Date:
June 14, 2002
MPAA Rat­ing:
PG-13 for vio­lence and some lan­guage.
Dis­trib­u­tors:
Uni­ver­sal Pic­tures
3 Stars

The author­i­ties are pur­su­ing him like hun­gry dogs chas­ing a raw steak, so he pays a woman $10,000 to drive him to Paris. The woman, Maria (Franka Potente from Run Lola Run ) becomes his most trusted ally in his quest to find out who he really is. The body count starts climb­ing as hired killers from all over Europe con­verge upon Bourne to help him take the eter­nal dirt nap and keep him from obtain­ing this knowl­edge. The author­i­ties are led by Chris Cooper, who played the eth­i­cally torn sher­iff in Lone Star . His job here is to find out what Bourne knows and take him out by any means nec­es­sary if it’s required. He’s not evil, per se, but rather a gov­ern­ment man who needs to clean up a fouled up job before a Sen­ate sub­com­mit­tee finds out about the trouble.

As the token female/love inter­est Franka Potente was my favorite in this film as the stu­dent get­ting the screw job from the Amer­i­can embassy on a visa appli­ca­tion. Naïve and con­fused, she’s the audience’s rep­re­sen­ta­tive in the film. Find­ing her­self help­ing a man she doesn’t know and slowly (as in all movies) real­iz­ing that she has feel­ings for him, her char­ac­ter was the per­fect foil for Bourne since she knew only slightly less about the sit­u­a­tion than she did. Her strong female char­ac­ter is refresh­ing to see in a Hol­ly­wood movie, and she helps the audi­ence learn more by not know­ing any­thing about the situation.

The thrills in this film are exhil­a­rat­ing. Whether it’s a car plung­ing down a stair­case, a man jump­ing seven sto­ries while fir­ing a gun or two assas­sins pur­su­ing each other in an open field, it’s engross­ing. What Bourne is learn­ing for the first time the audi­ence is also learn­ing for the first time and his con­fu­sion and shock at the chase makes it invig­o­rat­ing to see.

Hollywood Likes the Big Hits — Lewis, Tyson and the A List

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This past Sat­ur­day (6/8/02), Lennox Lewis and Mike Tyson attempted to beat the holy hell out of each other in Mem­phis, Tn., to see who would be the new heavy­weight cham­pion of the world. Nat­u­rally, Hol­ly­wood­ites couldn’t resist the temp­ta­tion to fol­low the herd to the city that Elvis once called home. Accord­ing to a story by Reuters, the celebri­ties that were in town for the fight included the illus­tri­ous likes of Tom Cruise, Richard Gere, Den­zel Wash­ing­ton, Halle Berry, Brit­ney Spears, Clint East­wood, Ben Affleck, The Rock, Hugh Hefner and Leonardo Di Caprio. Many were host­ing or attend­ing par­ties the night before to com­mem­o­rate the event, liv­ing it up and get­ting ready for two men to climb into a box­ing ring and lock horns the next day.

It may be called the “sweet sci­ence” by the likes of Jimmy Bres­lin, but before it was over Lewis had blood­ied both of Tyson’s eyes and his nose before deliv­er­ing the final blow and knock­ing the man to the mat in the eighth round of the match. But before you feel bad for Tyson you should know that this is the man who said he’d give Lewis a lobot­omy and eat his chil­dren. A man who seems to be unable to keep him­self from hav­ing his way with women and/or beat­ing them. What a charm­ing fellow.

I’m sure you can tell I love box­ing. Even though my love for it abounds and pours forth from all ori­fices, my real prob­lem with this whole thing is the Hol­ly­wood­ites. For a crowd of peo­ple who cham­pion the causes of minor­ity groups this seems pretty hyp­o­crit­i­cal to me. Two black men beat­ing each other? One of them a con­victed rapist who seems to suf­fer anger and/or men­tal prob­lems. Why does the Hol­ly­wood jet set keep sup­port­ing this sport? To me box­ing is a trash sport just a rung above “pro­fes­sional” wrestling, not some­thing that peo­ple should be pay­ing thou­sands of dol­lars for ring­side seats too.

Halle Berry, as you read above, was at the fight. About a week before the Acad­emy Awards she gave an inter­view to the Atlanta Journal-Constitution say­ing that if she didn’t win the award for Best Actress then it was more than likely because of racism. Could Halle tell me if watch­ing two men beat the garbage out of each other lifts up African-Americans? Rather than pay thou­sands to attend this trashy sport, these A-list actors should speak out against box­ing and the thug men­tal­ity it seems to bring out in its participants.