Sunday, May 27, 2012

Not-Holes and Plot-Holes


Just fair warning: if you haven’t seen  Men in Black 3 yet, and would like to, do NOT read further.  There will be spoilers.

Obviously: I saw Men in Black 3 this weekend.  How could I not?  It’s MEN IN BLACK, for crying out loud.  The pairing of Will Smith & Tommy Lee Jones is as classic as Dan Aykroyd and Tom Hanks in Dragnet (though, to be fair, an even better pairing would have been Jack Webb and Dan Aykroyd…but I digress). 

Rather than stealing scenes from other movies (see previous blog post “Origi-NOT-ity”), MIB3 had one major flaw, and that was it was riddled with holes like a downed 30s era mobster.  First one: when the poor schmuck of a chick brings the “cake” (OK, I lied about the plagiarism – isn’t that the same pudding that Dobby dropped on Mrs. Mason’s head in Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone?) to Boris the Animal (“It’s JUST BORIS!”), and we see that the crème filling isn’t so much crème as it is insectoid-symbiotic-alien-lifeform: a creepy spider-like thing that shoots darts.  When he is finally free of his steel straight-jacket, we learn that it’s more than just a pet….it’s actually a part of Boris, and it returns to this mouth-pouch thing on his hand. 

Talk to the hand.

The hand…that was previously encased in a long metal tube.  Now, it’s clear now that the tube was in place in order to prevent Just Boris from deploying his little weapon.  Otherwise, he would have been out long before then, right?  So where’d the thing come from, anyway?  And why did it take Boris 40 years to be reunited with his beloved pet? 

Dunno.  It’s never explained.  Plot-hole Numero Uno.

OK, so Boris and his girlfriend (whose name should have totally been Natasha) stride gleefully through the jail – stopping only to end the life of one inmate.  Boris dispatches the rest of the guards by blowing a hole in the side of the jail, which at first you think isn’t a hole so much as a portal into outer space, but then you see that the prison itself is actually on the MOON.  Boris bounces outside – and doing a much better job at walking in low gravity than John Carter did (but I digress) – and yells out a challenge to Agent K….which of course should have been inaudible, as there is no atmosphere on the moon. 

That’s the thing that bugs me most in movies: breaking the known laws of science and physics just because they are inconvenient.  Granted, I know that to enjoy and appreciate science fiction, one must suspend reality.  Ships that have faster-than-light capability, “beaming down,” hyper-drive, lasers, phasers, photon torpedos….yes, OK, they don’t really exist, but they DO follow the laws as we know them.

Boris?  Not so much.  Apparently he can speak without the benefit of an atmosphere.  And apparently we – the audience – can hear him perfectly well without an atmosphere.  Baloney.  You know we couldn’t hear him if we were on the moon – sound doesn’t travel in a vacuum.  And you know we couldn’t jolly well talk, either, without some air passing through our vocal chords.

There is one explanation for Boris being able to actually “speak” without the benefit of atmosphere: perhaps he doesn’t need oxygen, or even an atmosphere at all.  In which case it was pretty damned short-sighted of the MIBs to build a huge freaking prison on the moon to hold him (and other undesirablres) without considering that it wouldn’t kill him to be outside the prison.  Dumb.

There’s plot-hole number two.

I’m going to diverge here from MIB and go on a little more about breaking the laws of physics just to make a story.  As I said, there is a difference between “suspending disbelief” and “we’ll just make impossible crap happen.”  Breaking laws like that leads to plot holes so large that they have their own set of “Yo Momma” jokes.  As a writer, I try to make sure that what I write is happening could actually happen, within the confines of the laws of the universe wherein the story takes place.   Writing science fiction and fantasy gives you some leeway (especially with magic), but even writers who include magic in their stories have rules that govern the use of that magic.  Otherwise it’s just deux ex machina and BAD, BAD WRITING.

Yes, I’ve written myself into corners before, not knowing how on earth I can resolve whatever conflict is happening between what I need to have happen in the story and what is actually possible within the world.  But a good writer will find a way to make it happen while staying true to his or her universe.  A good writer will make their world believable.  A lazy writer just expects you to believe whatever they say.  And the worst example in the world of lazy writing has got to be the movie Starship Troopers.

I hated the movie.  Not because it was a stupid, campy B-grade comedy, but rather because it was a stupid, campy B-grade comedy that billed itself as an epic space adventure.   No, that’s not why I hated it: that’s merely why I was disappointed in it.  I hated it because – all stupidity and lime-green fiddles aside – it just completely ignored about every single law in the physical universe.  As well as left some egregious plot-holes just sitting there, waiting for somebody to fall into them. 

OK, this is a big one: the “bugs” launch a big-ass asteroid toward the Earth, where it hits a densely populated area.  Direct hit.  Excellent calculations on their part, wouldn’t you say?  They threw that big chunk of space rock aaaaaaaaaaallllllll the way from their solar system to Earth, without hitting any other planets, without any other gravitational field (planet, star, etc) in between altering its trajectory, to make it hit Earth’s atmosphere at the precise speed and angle needed to ensure it got all the way through the atmosphere intact (without burning up or exploding in the upper atmosphere).  Wow.  That’s pretty damned impressive…for what turns out to be a bunch of gigantic insects on a barren planet.  How did they launch the asteroid?  What did they use to push it up to the speed necessary to traverse vast distances of space?  Where are their ships?  Their weapons?  Their defense fortifications?   How in the name of all that is holy did they pull that one off?

Speaking of bugs…where did they come from?  What’s the evolutionary history of their planet?  The movie expects me (you) to believe that these freaking huge insects evolved on a lifeless hunk of rock?  There’s nothing on the planet except rocks and soil…and bugs.  Lots of bugs.  What do they eat while waiting for shiploads of humans to drop in from space?  What did they eat while they were evolving to the point where they could develop their apparently incredible asteroid-throwing technology, in order to lure shiploads of humans to their planet?   Darwin’s Natural Selection might be considered a theory, but you know damned well that he’s onto something there.  Earth: all mammals have 4 limbs.  All of them.   It’s the design that works, and hints at the common origin way back in the mists of time.  At some point, the 4-limb body design conferred the best adaptation for the environment, and that’s why it stuck.  In the movie Avatar, all of the mammals had SIX limbs, except for the Navi, who had four….but you know they should have had six, too.  (That bugged me throughout the entire movie.)  But more than that: to have life, you have to have an ecosystem of some kind.  Whatever creatures you imagine, they have to eat something.  Know why there aren’t giant beetles on Earth’s moon?  Because it doesn’t have anything there to eat.  Nothing to consume, except rock.  Just like the bug’s planet.  The bugs aren’t eating rocks – if they were, the planet would be gone, because rocks don’t reproduce or grow.   No, the bugs were eating the humans – but what did they eat before the humans showed up?

Lazy writing. Ignoring the fundamental basics of life and biology.  And that’s not the worst part.

The worst part is that despite the fact that us humans on Earth are technologically advanced enough to build ships that traverse the vast reaches of space, we still couldn’t see that goddamned huge asteroid headed straight for us.   (If only the kid from Deep Impact had been in that movie, the entire travesty of the film could have been averted.)  Not only that, but apparently only one ship was anywhere along the path of the asteroid to notice it…and the asteroid conveniently hit the ship’s ONE FREAKING COMMUNICATIONS SATELLITE ARRAY.  Jesus H. Christ, didn’t we have CELL PHONES or something?  Morse code?  Radio waves?  One satellite on the stupid ship and they can’t say ANYTHING forever?

 Bad writing.  Lousy writing.  I’m not even going to discuss the final scene wherein the “psychic” reads the “mind” of the bugs.  Just no.

OK, I’ve destroyed enough of yours and my sensibilities with that drivel.  Back to MIB3 and the third major plot hole.  It’s not so much an example of lazy writing as it is the writers forgetting what they’ve already written. 

A good example of this is the theme song to the TV show Friends.  The writers wanted to play it on the radio too, so they added a couple extra verses and a chorus and whammo! – a hit.  Except they forgot what they wrote in the first part of the song.  Sing it along in your head.  “So no one told you life was gonna be this way….”  Yeah, very first line.  Next verse?  “Your mama warned you there’d be days like these?”  She did?  But I thought no one told me life was gonna be this way?  Which is it?  Ugh. Bad writing.

MIB does it on a grander scale, forgetting what they wrote in the first movie.  Remember Agent K?  How did he get involved in the Men in Black in the very first movie?  Yeah…on his way to see his girlfriend, bumped into some friendly visiting aliens….and wound up sacrificing everything in his life to be an anonymous member of this new government conspiracy agency.  He recruited  Agent J – not to be his partner, but to be his replacement – and at least once in the movie we eavesdrop on his eavesdropping on his former girlfriend.  At the very end, you see he’s gone back to her, recovered from his amnesia, and they are happy together at last.  Remember that?  Such a sweet ending to the story.

Then what the hell is this business with Agent O?  Excuse me?  He goes back to the woman he has loved for all those years in movie one, gets re-recruited in movie two, and now in movie three he’s mooning it over a fellow agent he supposedly FORGOT ABOUT at the end of movie one?  OK, he got his memory back in movie two…but what about the woman he went back to?  What happened to her?   She wasn’t strictly necessary to the plot….but how could you just write that K and O have unresolved romantic issues when it didn’t even come up in the first movie?

Plot-hole Number Three.  Big ol’ plot-hole, if you ask me. 

Don’t get me wrong: Men in Black 3 was incredibly entertaining, as well as gave you some really good insight into K’s motivations for recruiting J.  I liked that twist, and it worked well within the framework of the previous stories.  It’s just that they wrote themselves into some corners and didn’t do a very good job of getting themselves out.

Oh, well, I’m sure there will be a Men in Black 4 coming out soon.  Unless this is the one where I ran out of Tastykakes.

Crap. 

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Origi-NOT-ity


There’s nothing original in the movie industry anymore. 

Seriously.

Remember a couple years ago, when the movie Thor came out?  (Of course you do.)  Thor, his brother Loki, and his father Odin were dreamed up not by Hollywood, but by drunken Vikings  several millenia ago.  All that stuff about the Bifrost connecting the worlds, yeah, that’s straight outta Norse mythology.  But it wasn’t just that!  When I first saw Thor, I had planned on writing a blog post/review entitled: “Thor: God of Plagiarism” because the damned thing was just so full of stuff from other movies.  (But I did not get around to it.  Moving on.)

Who are Thor’s best friends?  Yeah: Xena, warrior princess, Jackie Chan, Professor Lockhart, and Gimli, son of Gloin.  And Loki, who looks like Professor Snape’s younger brother.  Real original.

Turn to page 394....

So Thor goes on a power trip (of course) and picks a fight with a bunch of kilt-wearing Cardasians from Star Trek and a rancor from Star Wars.   Then Odin gets ticked off and banishes him to earth in a scene from Twister.  Natalie Portman makes an appearance, playing Jodie Foster’s character from Contact.  Toss in a few agents from Men in Black, and wrap it all up with a ro-beast from Voltron.  Bingo.  Blockbuster.  (Cheaters.)

Are ya with me so far?

Saw it again in John Carter.  Story itself wasn’t original, either – they ripped it off Edgar Rice Burroughs.   First scenes are straight out of Dances with Wolves. Or maybe Cowboys and Aliens.  Then we’re on Mars and the Navi from Avatar are back, only now they’re green and riding on naked ton-tons and dewbacks from Star Wars.  Speaking of Star Wars, did you notice all of the pod-racing scenes?  And then John Carter falls in love with the princess....and here we go again, Pocahontas.

Oh, and the Therns?   They’re just a bunch of Imhoteps, from The Mummy.

I saw The Avengers last weekend.  Now don’t get me wrong, I loved the movie, and laughed at all the funny parts, even the controversial “He’s adopted” line.  But there was way, way too much plagiarism in this one too.

We start off with Loki (who’s now looking like a cross between Snape and Gollum), who’s bartering with a bunch of necromongers from The Chronicles of Riddick.  Apparently, he intends to use the army to invade Earth, which he will then rule, and give the Tesseract (a glowing blue cube) to the leader of the army so he can rule the universe.  (Um, Loki?  See, if you’re going to rule the Earth, and somebody else is going to rule the universe, well, they’re going to be ruling you, too.  Just sayin’.)

Tom Hiddleston as Loki in The Avengers (2012)
My Precious.....

Anyway, Loki drops in on earth and using his Necromonger Pimp Cane (a la Lucius Malfoy), proceeds to cause quite a bit of mischief.   Then Iron Man shows up and instantly figures everything out (he must have been channeling Sherlock Holmes?) and hurries back to New York for some more Star Wars pod-racing scenes and a movie-ending finale reminiscent of Independence Day.

Hell, even Independence Day isn’t all that original – just like War of the Worlds, the invading aliens are defeated by a VIRUS.

So I’m basically thinking we’ve tapped out our creativity reservoir.  I shudder to think what this might mean for the next Riddick installment currently in production.  Now, I’m not in it – I am not involved in any aspect of it – so I obviously am not around to point out any instances of plagiarism to the Real Vin Diesel (and company).  Which could mean that we’re going to have another copy-cat movie schlepped upon us. 
I sure as hell hope not.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m gonna go have some shawarma.