When you pull out your purse and request a ticket for something called Fast Five, you know that the bang for your buck isn’t going to come so much from the acting as the adrenalin. Still, there may be some merit in appraising the curious phenomenon of the actor who was born Mark Sinclair Vincent and who is now called Vin Diesel. (It’s a great only-in-Hollywood story. A man rechristens himself after automobile fuel; years later, he becomes the star of a franchise about fast cars.) What, precisely, is this man’s pulling power? It cannot be those sleepy eyes, the windows to his solar plexus. It cannot be that voice, a guttural mumble that suggests prehistoric man taking the first tentative steps towards the spoken word. It cannot be that physique, for sculpted brawn is no longer the novelty it was when Schwarzenegger and Stallone tore onto the screen and made the world safe for bad actors who worshipped not Thespis but Trapezius. (That was when the movies began to go really global, communicating not through dialogue but action, the language most understood round a multicultural world.)
So, again, why does the moviegoing public love Diesel? The latest addition to the fast and furious franchise presents a possible answer in the form of Diesel’s adversary, Dwayne Johnson, an actor whose nickname (“The Rock”) so admirably captures his performing abilities. Throughout the film, they come teasingly close to a showdown, and when they finally end up in the same enclosure and have a go at each other, mano a mano, you watch slack-jawed. It’s a human riff on Godzilla vs. Mothra, Alien vs Predator – The Attack of the Bald Barbarians. Here’s my submission to anyone who wants to study why we exhilarate to the sight of near-Neanderthals on screen. They’re not men – they’re monsters risen from an ooze of primeval masculinity, talking to us through their ham-fists. It’s not just the thrill of action. It’s the spectacle of near-mythology, of where we came from, and you have to wonder what earlier audiences did when they felt the tug of their inner caveman. What did they watch when they felt like a Vin Diesel movie when all they had for action entertainment was a pitifully human-sized Douglas Fairbanks swashbuckling his way through The Thief of Bagdad?
Action films do not always birth such ponderous pondering. Mission: Impossible, for instance, plays you like a puppet – your mind is so steeped in sensation, it has no time or space left for thought. I take the instance of Brian De Palma’s glorious heist movie because Fast Five, in theory, aspires to be one. But it’s really just a big caveman-gladiator spectacle. The director Justin Lin attacks his problem (a safe filled with $100 million in cash) with a battering ram – not for him the nail-biting tension of careful plans nearly thwarted, or the drama arising from double-crosses. All he wants to do is service this film’s built-in audience, and this he does by staging pileup after pileup until the screen begins to look like a scrap yard. The stunt choreographers, as always, do exemplary work (I thought I’d seen every type of action that could be staged with a runaway train, and then they come up with this), but in the meandering middle section resounds with the screech of brakes. This is a film that needed to be faster and more furious.
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Rantings of a delusional mind
May 8, 2011
Does it explain why action films rarely win the academy awards?
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VJ
May 8, 2011
“he does by staging pileup after pileup until the screen begins to look like a scrap yard.”
that was an awesome line 🙂
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Venky
May 8, 2011
How can you make a mindless stunt sequences so poetic:) Your words are magic man!!
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Ravi K
May 8, 2011
The Rock (sorry, Dwayne, you will always be The Rock to me) can be a charismatic, charming, and even funny actor when given the chance. Vin Diesel, I don’t get. He mumbles his dialogue (given to him in Fast Five in short chunks) and has little charisma. I don’t get why The Rock isn’t a bigger star and why Vin Diesel keeps getting work.
You’re absolutely right about that middle section. I wish Hollywood action films wouldn’t get so mired in plot (such as it is) or the pretense of character development and just admit that what they’re making is dumb, loud entertainment. Let’s not pretend that we really care all that much about these characters.
Fast Five lacks a good villain. Instead of an evil, snarling villain we get yet another corrupt businessman in a suit. Even in the end there’s no satisfaction with how he’s killed. No showdown, no nothing!
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Aurora Vampiris
May 9, 2011
You know, “mindless stunt sequences” are poetry to those of us that understand (and are passionate about) the martial arts. That said, the Diesel-Rock showdown wasn’t quite poetry so much as it was a scrapfight.
And BR, watched Thor yet?
That said, I am a Vin Diesel fan. You know what makes most Vin Diesel fans… well, Vin Diesel fans? It’s the Chronicles of Riddick franchise. If there ever was a franchise that was tailor-made for an actor, it is Chronicles of Riddick. Vin Diesel wasn’t quite exceptional in that movie series – he was better. He WAS the character. And when we see him in any other film – be it Babylon AD, or The Fast and the Furious, we merely see Riddick as he would be on Earth. Vin Diesel OWNS that Riddick role. That’s why most people love him. This Fast and the Furious stuff is new. The Riddick/Diesel is the definition of badass.
Okay, maybe that makes me a Riddick fan, but whatever. That said, Dwayne Johnson’s a far more flexible actor that Vin Diesel, but that isn’t saying much, I guess.
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bran1gan
May 11, 2011
Aurora Vampiris: Yes, saw Thor and quite shamelessly liked it a lot 🙂 Have a few words on it in this week’s column.
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Pradyumna M
May 15, 2011
I liked this review. It was simple,lucid and I didn’t need to wrack my brains much to understand it. 😛 Action movies bore me these days,as did Fast 5. 5 minutes after walking out of the theatre I felt I hadn’t watched the movie.
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