All movies start with a single idea; whether it be a giant
ape climbing a building, two robots in the desert, or a burning sled. But having
a great idea isn’t enough; you have to build your film around it and what you
build and how you build it is what really matters. Such is the task for Neill
Blomkamp’s science-fiction flick CHAPPIE.
In the near future, the city of Johannesburg, South Africa
is protected by robot-cops called Scouts, created by Deon (Dev Patel). After
Patel discovers the secret to artificial intelligence and upgrades a Scout
named Chappie (motion-captured and voiced by Sharlto Copley), the two are kidnapped by gangsters who want
them to commit crimes. Meanwhile, a weapons engineer (Hugh Jackman) seeks to
sabotage Chappie and the Scouts to further his own interests and to impress the
corporate boss (Sigourney Weaver).
Let’s get one thing out of the way now: Chappie the robot,
as he is realized on-screen, is nothing short of a cinematic miracle. When he
achieves consciousness, he has the mind of a child…and his journey of learning,
latching onto parental-figures, trying, failing, and succeeding is executed
brilliantly and enough to make anyone laugh, cry, smile, and weep. The visual
effects to bring him to life are stunning, and he becomes a fully-realized
character with enough human traits to love.
The problem is, everything around Chappie the robot is
cinematic crap. The overall plot is contrived and very weak (the entire issue
of Chappie being forced to commit crimes can be resolved by a single
phone-call), characters are one-note clichés and very unlikeable, and the story
shifts from predictable to silly to dumb in the blink of an eye. The script is
weak and full of convenience, and the obvious themes of what-it-is-to-be-human
are mentioned but never explored to make any sort of a splash.
The biggest mistake the film makes is the casting of Yolandi
Visser and Ninja from the South African rap-group Die Antwood as the dipshit
gangsters. Their acting is equal to a Looney Tunes cartoon, and worse, Blomkamp
makes the even-more-bizarre decision to include their music AND their merchandise all over the film.
It’s the most bizarre and un-effective method of product-placement ever seen on
film. Also, Blomkamp throughout the film seems confused on a specific style. CHAPPIE
begins in the framework of interviewees telling the story, but the approach is
abandoned and quickly forgotten.
Outside of Sharlto Copley’s brilliant performance as
Chappie, acting is a mess. Slackjaw-droopface Dev Patel still can’t act his way
out of a bag of nuts and bolts, and Hugh Jackman just chews up the scenery.
Sigourney Weaver is in the movie for what seems like five seconds, and the less
that is said about the Die Antwood disaster the better.
After a huge shootout which feels like 500 hours long,
CHAPPIE goes for an ending which is supposed to shock and engage thought, but ultimately
comes off as insanely stupid and really pushes the limits of what anyone is
willing to believe in a sci-fi movie. CHAPPIE starts off with a fantastic and
classic idea of a sentient machine, but terrible decisions in casting and
scripting derail the entire thing. The most frustrating thing about it is that Chappie
the robot is greatness surrounded by awfulness, and that hurts to watch.
BOTTOM LINE: Fuck it
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