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After their parents are killed in a mysterious fire, the three Baudelaire orphans are packed off to live with their dastardly uncle, Count Olaf, who is determined to get his hands on their inheritance, no matter what it takes. The resourceful trio use their considerable talents (Violet is an inventor, Klaus is a bookworm with a photographic memory and Sunny can bite through almost anything) to stay alive. They manage to get away from the egomaniacal actor on more than one occasion. But Olaf has all manner of tricks up his sleeve…
Unless you’ve been living in a very remote part of the world over the past couple of years, you’ve probably heard of Lemony Snicket. For the uninitiated, “Lemony Snicket” has been one of the biggest children’s publishing phenomena of the new millennium. Writer Daniel Handler has so far produced thirteen books under the fruity pseudonym. The style of the books tends towards overblown gothic with an ink black sense of humour. If you loved the nastiness of Roald Dahl, Lemony Snicket could be just your cup of bitter coffee.
Television-turned-film director Brad Silberling has landed on his feet with this potential franchise starter. He has previously directed only one film; the critically-acclaimed, semi-autobiographical “Moonlight Mile”. He rises to the challenge of realising a children’s movie with huge crossover potential with aplomb. His direction is deft yet sparing, allowing his actors free rein and this leads to some wonderful free-wheeling performances from a host of well-known faces. He shows his worth in the great deadpan turns he gets out of his young actors, especially in the face of such manic hamming from
Jim Carrey.
Silberling deals adeptly with the books’ sinister overtones, creating a menacingly dark alternate world that owes a lot to Tim Burton’s visual style. This is due to his partnership with Burton’s long-time collaborators Rick Heinrichs and Colleen Atwood, who are production and costume designer respectively. It is a fantastic world that melds Edwardian mourning costume, retro-futuristic technology (1950s’ cars with reel-to-reel stereos and bakelite phones) and 1930s’ style backdrops and shooting conventions (using back-projected background mattes and stark silhouettes) to create an otherworldly atmosphere. The background detail is astonishing in its complexity but is never dwelt on, which adds to the depth and completeness of the film’s world.
“Lemony Snicket’s A Series of Unfortunate Events” is one of few recent films to make appropriate use of voice-over narration; it reflects the fictionalised author’s habit of addressing the audience directly, to set the tone or to explain characters’ thoughts or difficult vocabulary.
Robert Gordon’s screenplay takes the source novels as inspiration rather than a blueprint, juggling and changing events from the first three volumes to create a single cohesive narrative that fits the slim eighty-six minute running time. The result is an adventure-packed hour-and-a-half that doesn’t feel rushed, though it is occasionally obvious that plot strands have been cut for the sake of brevity. This re-jigging of key events may upset some Snicket purists.
The story is book-ended by a bizarre and strangely upbeat introduction that comes in the form of an hilariously saccharine claymation film called “The Littlest Elf” and some dark end-credit animations that have an Eastern European flavour, thanks to the score and a style reminiscent of Indian or Balinese Shadow puppets. Both add immeasurably to what is already an extraordinarily enjoyable film. It works mainly because it plays on what is usually foisted on kids as entertainment and the darker stuff they really get their teeth into.
The film’s greatest asset is a pitch-perfect slice of ham courtesy of never-subtle Jim Carrey. He is virtually unrecognisable in the prosthetic make-up that defines the character’s distinctively pointy profile, yet is immediately recognisable as one of Carrey’s lunatic turns. He gives vent to his wildest excesses as the dastardly Count Olaf, a hack actor blessed with little talent, transparent disguises, a serious case of megalomania and a fondness for foul play. It is a gleefully maniacal performance whose spontaneity I suspect to be the result of a lot of inspired ad-libbing by Mr C. He gets all the best lines; “I will care for these orphans as if they were actually wanted…” and “Who could love a man with a wooden leg and face like a hen’s ar*e?” He also gets to indulge his penchant for theatrical mugging to such a degree that I would question that actor’s sanity as much as the character’s. Though the malevolence may be pantomimic, you can tell that Jim Carrey really enjoys scaring the bejesus out of the kiddies. And you’ve got to admire that in an actor!
The popularity of the books is reflected in the quality of the supporting cast. Meryl Streep impresses as the neurotic and grammar-obsessed Aunt Josephine (“Don’t go near the fridge, it could fall over and squash you flat!”), all nervous tics and bewildered eyes and a complete departure from her last role as megalomaniac harridan Eleanor Prentiss in “The Manchurian Candidate”. She proves she has the timing for comedy, too. Billy Connolly finally proves he can act as the likeable herpetologist Uncle Monty, spending most of his time draped in snakes of one type or another (which is my own personal nightmare). Timothy Spall adds to his already impressive resume of big screen roles as the well-meaning but unfortunately oblivious Mr Poe, who places the kids with each of their guardians. Solid, recognisable character actors appear in tiny roles, with Luis Guzman, Jennifer Coolidge and Catherine O’Hara turning up as little more than window dressing. Look out too for Dustin Hoffman’s cameo as a theatre critic. Brit flavour of the month Jude Law is the voice of Lemony Snicket, managing to be serious yet sympathetic and never patronising as he explains new concepts. But that’s the joy of having a great script based on strong source material.
The child actors are engaging without being saccharine. They remain deadly serious throughout, acting as the perfect foil for Jim Carrey’s madness and convincing as bereaved children. Newcomer Emily Browning is the focus of the child action, showing a steely determination as inventor extraordinaire Violet. Liam Aiken is quiet and soulful as bookworm Klaus and the Hoffman twins who play sharp-toothed Sunny are given comic impetus through the sparing use of subtitles (“You’re the mayor of crazy town!”).
The piano-based score by Thomas Newman (who has penned music for “American Beauty”, “Finding Nemo” and “Six Feet Under”), gets the thumbs up. His music adds to an already spooky and melancholic atmosphere, without smothering the action. It has the air of a Danny Elfman score at times, thanks to the prevalence of twinkly pianos, but is nowhere near as obtrusive as Elfman’s work.
Special mention has to go to Bill Corso, the designer of Jim Carrey’s make-up. He has done such a splendid job that when I first saw the publicity stills for the film, I didn’t even realise it was Jim Carrey. Corso has resisted the temptation to completely plaster him in prosthetics (as was done to his detriment in “The Mask” and “The Grinch”), thankfully recognising that with such elastic features his looks need to be accentuated rather than buried. Hence the fabulously pointy hair, nose and chin.
This is a film that will appeal to anyone with an appreciably dark sense of humour. It may be pegged as a kids’ movie, but it’s so good and works on so many levels that you don’t need to have little people to justify going to see it. It will make you laugh, but never snort with derision, is packed full of colourful characters and bizarre situations, all tinged with a gothic sensibility that makes this one of the most sumptuously detailed films for a long time. Unusually for a children’s film, it never resorts to cloying sentiment, instead opting to show the world as a black-hearted place where being good is no guarantee of a happy life. But it is presented in such a comic way that you can’t help but laugh at the grotesque absurdity of it all. Watch, digest, enjoy in flashback but make sure you see it.
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I must live in a remote part of the world as I've never heard of this... With a title like that I should remember!.
ralfschumacher 07.01.2005 13:15
I've been meaning to see this and will definitely try and get to the cinema at some point after reading your review! I will be back with an E for this since I've ran out at the momment. I'll give a VH for now. --Chris--
purplelynne 06.01.2005 21:20
I loved this, and the books are just wonderful. Lynne x