Skyscraper (2018)
I often find the arbitrary distillations of movies into a glib sentence to be a rather tedious trend. However, The Towering Inferno meets Die Hard is a fairly accurate assessment of Skyscraper. Sadly, the film has none of the drama or suspense of either of those two “classics”. Overall Skyscraper is a rather lacklustre affair, despite having two very personable leads (Dwayne Johnson and Neve Campbell). It suffers from a very superficial story and insubstantial characters, leaving only a handful of action set pieces to drive the narrative forward. It also makes the mistake of simply asking too much of its audience with regard to their suspension of disbelief and plays fast and loose with the laws of physics. In a nutshell this is a movie that aims for the “big, dumb and fun” market, but sadly only delivers on “big and dumb”. Not even the presence of Dwayne Johnson can elevate the proceedings.
I often find the arbitrary distillations of movies into a glib sentence to be a rather tedious trend. However, The Towering Inferno meets Die Hard is a fairly accurate assessment of Skyscraper. Sadly, the film has none of the drama or suspense of either of those two “classics”. Overall Skyscraper is a rather lacklustre affair, despite having two very personable leads (Dwayne Johnson and Neve Campbell). It suffers from a very superficial story and insubstantial characters, leaving only a handful of action set pieces to drive the narrative forward. It also makes the mistake of simply asking too much of its audience with regard to their suspension of disbelief and plays fast and loose with the laws of physics. In a nutshell this is a movie that aims for the “big, dumb and fun” market, but sadly only delivers on “big and dumb”. Not even the presence of Dwayne Johnson can elevate the proceedings.
After being invalided out of the services, former FBI Hostage Rescue Team leader Will Sawyer (Dwayne Johnson) now runs a private security company which specialises in skyscrapers and luxury buildings. After the world’s tallest building, “The Pearl” in Hong Kong, is set on fire by a team of international terrorists, Sawyer finds himself framed for arson and wanted by the police. Matters get worse when he learns that his wife Sarah (Neve Campbell) and children Georgia and Henry returned early from a day trip and are now trapped in the building above the fire. Scaling a crane next to the skyscraper and gaining access to the burning building, Sawyer has to play a game of cat and mouse with the terrorist leader Kores Botha (Roland Møller). Can he rescue his family, discover why Botha has targeted the building’s owner, Zhao Long Ji (Chin Han) and clear his name?
Usually these sorts of big budget summer action movies are lengthy undertakings, with self-indulgent running times of two hours plus. Skyscraper comes in at a lean 102 minutes. If you exclude the end credits, the film is about an hour and a half and therein lies one of its problems. The overall pacing is a little too quick, especially after the first act has established the plot and characters. The editing is somewhat “off” and you really get the impression that the film has been re-cut multiple times to try and stress certain aspects of the production and to meet the lucrative PG-13 rating it so obviously desired. Hence many of the support characters, such as Inspector Wu, Fire Chief Shen and Ajani Okeke, Zhao's head-of-security are left somewhat vague. Villains Kores Botha and Xia (Hannah Quinlivan) are similarly two dimensional and have no real impact or feel like a genuine threat.
But perhaps the biggest problem with Skyscraper is the actual conflagration itself. In Irwin Allen’s The Towering Inferno, the fire was in many respects a character that grew as a threat throughout the proceedings. Here it is merely a plot device that comes and goes, depending on when writer and director, Rawson Marshall Thurber, needs it. It never really has the dramatic impact it should have, as does the entire sub-plot about “The Pearl” being the worlds tallest building. This concept is just glossed over. And as ever with action movies of this nature, the technical accuracy of the what is presented is woefully inept, even for a genre that usually only flirts with reality. Quite early on in the film, when Will Sawyer decides to scale a huge crane, a line is crossed with regard to our suspension of disbelief. The following leap from crane to building with the obligatory “peddling in air” trope, simply jumps the shark.
Whereas Mr Johnson’s previous disaster movie, San Andreas, managed to stay on the right side of stupidity, Skyscraper sadly crosses the line. It is superficial, lacking in excitement and tonally inconsistent. Perhaps a longer edit with a greater focus on story may have improved matters. As it stands, not even Dwayne Johnson’s buoyant personality and easy-going charisma can really sustain this indifferent blockbuster. For a movie with such a large budget, international setting and cast, it really is a missed opportunity. The current trend in Hollywood of catering specifically to the Chinese film market, should afford film makers with a lot of new creative opportunities. Sadly, rather than weaving region character into the finished products, such productions frequently end up somewhat homogenous and devoid of any identity or charm. Beyond filling time on a flight, Skyscraper really doesn’t have much to offer, which is a shame because given its star and the underlying premise, it should have been far more entertaining.
San Andreas (2015)
San Andreas makes the same mistake that most modern disaster movies tend to; namely the human story is simply drowned out by the size of the unfolding disaster. There seems to be some sort of curious inverse scale in this particular genre, in which the greater the magnitude of destruction, the less the audience gives a crap about those experiencing it on-screen. San Andreas is essentially a CGI FX showreel with some bland and indifferent narrative bolted on to it. It taps into societies morbid fascination with our own mortality and the fragile nature of our modern life style. It is odd how we seem to relish visions of our own destruction. I’m sure psychologists have a lot to say on this matter. However, beyond providing a spectacle San Andreas has precious little else to offer. Once again, the only redeeming aspect of the film is the presence of Dwayne Johnson.
San Andreas makes the same mistake that most modern disaster movies tend to; namely the human story is simply drowned out by the size of the unfolding disaster. There seems to be some sort of curious inverse scale in this particular genre, in which the greater the magnitude of destruction, the less the audience gives a crap about those experiencing it on-screen. San Andreas is essentially a CGI FX showreel with some bland and indifferent narrative bolted on to it. It taps into societies morbid fascination with our own mortality and the fragile nature of our modern life style. It is odd how we seem to relish visions of our own destruction. I’m sure psychologists have a lot to say on this matter. However, beyond providing a spectacle San Andreas has precious little else to offer. Once again, the only redeeming aspect of the film is the presence of Dwayne Johnson.
I like Dwayne Johnson; he's an amiable on-screen presence who sticks to what he does best. Yet San Andreas manages to tax an already forgiving audiences sense of disbelief by casting him as a search and rescue pilot. It’s not the first role you associate with him is it? The “stupidity meter” reading quickly increases once a series of earthquakes the West Coast destroying the Hoover Dam and spreading to Los Angeles. People start behaving illogically and according to the movie cliché hand book. The faux science espoused at this point is ludicrous. The rating then goes off the chart when Chief Raymond 'Ray' Gaines (Johnson) just happens to chance upon his ex-wife Emma (Carla Gugino), despite Los Angeles having a population of four million and rescues her in the ensuing mayhem.
If you like to play arbitrary plot device bingo, you're score card will be full by the time San Andreas finishes. These include such clichés as the serious actor playing an academic (Paul Giamatti), whose sole purpose is to facilitate narrative exposition and explain what’s happening next to the intellectually challenged. Then there's the news reporter who's always in the right place at the right time to “get the story”. Oh, and we even get the evil new boyfriend who works in real estate (to be honest it’s a good indicator). As the credits finally roll, you’ll more than likely be partially deaf and have a headache brought about by the hyperactive cinematography. However, despite being immensely stupid there are a few crumbs of entertainment to be had due to Mr Johnson. He is disarmingly watchable. If you need to keep the kids quiet and kill two hours, then San Andreas will fit the bill. Expect nothing more.