Wednesday 15 February 2012

REVIEW: Carnage


Adapting the play The God of Carnage into a motion picture seemed like a strange choice to me for a number of reasons, but most prominently being the fact that the play consists of four actors doing very little but talk on stage for around 90 minutes or so. Don't get me wrong, I'm not insulting it – on the contrary, in the atmosphere of the theatre this format often works very well, as we can focus on the script and characters with little distractions – but, traditionally, this doesn't translate particularly well to the medium of motion pictures.

Yet, despite being a shot-for-shot, or rather angle-for-shot, remake of the play (which feels like we're observing it from the best seats in the audience), Carnage actually does work.  It's a hugely entertaining slice of comedic drama, with emphasis on outrageous attitudes and unpleasant characters being humiliated and ridiculed for the sake of comedy. The story begins with two boys having a fight in the park, which leads to one attacking the other with a stick. It then moves on to their parents having a meeting discussing their sons' behaviour and the subsequent action they should take. As the afternoon progresses, however, the social boundaries between the characters break down, and they become far more aggressive towards each other, slowly reverting back to their childish instincts.

The success of this movie must partly be attributed to the skill of director Roman Polanski. After adapting the phenomenally dull The Ghost a few years back, it appears he's back on form with his latest adaptation (he has, for some reason, had a lack of original ideas of late). While it is true that, yes, the movie is basically a filming of the aforementioned play, it's done so in a style that retains the original atmosphere (to some extent).

However, I believe that the real reason why the movie is such a success is because of the excellent cast; John C. Reilly, Jodie Foster, Kate Winslet and Christoph Waltz, all of whom are Oscar-nominated and the latter three are Oscar-winning (Jodie Foster has actually won two, the greedy...woman). Reilly is very funny, drawing on his moronic everyman image, and Foster and Winslet are both good – Foster in particular plays against type, with her character acting both needy and vulnerable – but it's Waltz who manages to steal the show as an unpleasant corporate executive who can't stay off the phone. The cast pull off the tricky feat in keeping the audience interested in four very dislikeable people throughout the course of the movie – it's worth saying that, with maybe the exception of Winslet's character (to some extent), we feel no sympathy for these characters.

While the movie is by no means a masterpiece, it's certainly refreshing to see a Hollywood picture with such a sharp script, free of any form of sentimentality of redemption, just focusing on comedy and satire. And for that, I respect it.

★★★½