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BY DANIEL BAIG | First, a woman behind me, thumbing through the production
notes we had been given when we checked in at the door of the theater,
said loudly to her companion, "Oh, that's right. This is Uh-lie!-uh's
[that's how she said it] last movie. It's so sad."
Considering this was a press screening, I found her ignorance surprising.
But that thought was put on hold as her companion responded. "And it's
really ironic, because in the movie she's undead," he joked.
Sigh.
Then I found to my dismay it wasn't just critics sitting around me in
the reserved section. There were ugh agents' assistants
all over the place, loudly talking on their cell phones and to each other
about "inside" stuff that anybody who reads entertainment news knows about.
The guy next to me actually placed a call to somebody, asking him to call
a guy who was sitting a row away, to tell him that . . . he was sitting
a row away.
And then I had to pick up my legs to let two fully outfitted and coiffed
goth punks go by to sit on my other side. I seriously doubted they were
press or agents, and suspected they just stepped into the taped-off
section because they felt like it. Now, don't start sending me angry emails.
I'm not saying goth punks can't be film critics . . . Well, actually,
I guess I am saying that.
None of this was boding well for the movie that was about to start. And
people had been predicting it was going to stink.
But, as it turned out, Queen Of The Damned ain't half bad.
Though that's not to say it's very good, either.
It's not nearly as good as Interview With The Vampire. On the
other hand, it's better than the first Blade (that movie's incredible
opening aside).
Basically, while it's very disappointing if you're hoping for a classy,
truly dramatic work like Interview With The Vampire, if you're
just looking for a loud, quick-paced and flashy supernatural romp, and
you don't go in with terribly high expectations, you'll be satisfied.
That is, unless the reason you're planning on going is because you think
Aaliyah is the star. Because she's not. She's basically only in the last
half (third?) of the movie, and doesn't have a great deal of dialogue
which is, sadly, actually a mercy.
Or unless the reason you're planning on going is because you're a huge
fan of Anne Rice's Chronicles of the Vampires novels, the second and third
of which, The Vampire Lestat and The Queen Of The Damned,
this film is supposed to be based on. Because you'll probably be pissed
off or disgusted.
I've noticed just in the last week or so that the ads for the movie have
all of a sudden started calling it, "Anne Rice's Queen Of The Damned."
Which they most definitely were not calling it up until recently.
That's not how the title appears on the poster, or on the screen (at least
when I saw it, which was only last week). I guess the studio is getting
scared by negative buzz and decided to try and capitalize on Rice's name,
which at least in the world of publishing still pretty much guarantees
a hit.
But it's a fairly disingenuous move, considering how different their
product is from what Rice originally wrote.
Now I completely understand filmmakers' lack of fealty to source material.
Rare is the movie which is completely, or even close to completely, faithful
to the book. Books and films are very different art forms, with different
demands and conventions. And the movie is a completely separate entity.
It should be accessible to those who didn't read the book. And there's
no reason why it can't be different anyway. It being different doesn't
cause the book to cease to exist.
But I have to say I am more mystified by the filmmakers' decision
to not treat this movie as a sequel to the filmed Interview With The
Vampire, which was a big hit which didn't come out all that
long ago, and which in any case has probably been seen on video or TV
by most of the people who'll go see Queen Of The Damned.
Queen completely ignores the existence of Interview, which
shouldn't be a problem for those who never saw Interview, but for
someone like me, who did even though it was back when it came out,
and not since then it is a problem. Because much of the
time I was confused or asking questions, instead of giving myself up to
the movie.
Questions like, where in the world is Brad Pitt's character (Louis)?
You'd think after Lestat woke up from his long sleep he'd want to go and
check up on his old bosom companion. Or vice versa, at least; after Lestat
makes himself a very famous vampire by becoming a rock star, you'd think
Louis would come by to say hi, even if just for old times' sake.
And then, what about the Christian Slater character? Remember?
That's how the filmed Interview ended with Lestat jumping
into the car being driven by Slater's character, the student who was "interviewing"
Brad the whole movie, and biting him in the neck!
Or how about, And where's Armand?
And, most obviously Wait a minute! Wasn't Lestat blond?!?
I mean, Tom Cruise is obviously not a natural blond, but he went ahead
and made himself look like Goldilocks the Cross Dressing Vampire for the
part anyway.
I suppose this actually was a very deliberate choice on Queen's
makers. By making their Lestat, played by the undeniably sexy Stuart Townsend
(apparently, some vampires like to spend eternity shirtless), a
brunet, I guess they're signaling that this is not to be taken
as a sequel to Neil Jordan and Rice's Interview.
This also would explain the apparent decision to de-gay the world of
the vampires. Lestat, plainly gay, or at least bisexual, in the first
movie (and even more manifestly in the novels, or at least the first two,
the only ones I've read), is now the straightest, swingin'-est bloodsucker
around.
Another example: in Rice's original story, Lestat was created by a vampire
who, frankly, had a thing for blond youths. Here, his creator Marius (not
the guy in the books who made him, but that's of no account; making it
be Marius works fine) is forced to give a very dubious explanation for
why he makes Lestat an immortal:
He, Marius, clearly a very bright and cultured Renaissance man, or I
guess I should say vampire, decided that he needs someone to explain to
him the modern things that are going to be coming to pass. And so he chooses
as the best guy for the job a callow, uneducated provincial kid barely
into his twenties? Yeah, whatever.
Clearly Vincent Perez, the actor playing Marius, didn't buy this explanation
either, and, I'm guessing not with the encouragement of director
Michael Rymer (and almost certainly not with the encouragement of the
studio suits), subtly goes ahead and indicates with his eyes and other
tools at an actor's disposal that his interest in Lestat isn't exactly
what the screenplay makes him say it is. To make it a little clearer,
his entire performance is a tad fey.
This also probably explains the absence of Louis and/or Armand. Clearly
Queen's makers weren't looking to recreate the bickering-lovers
arguments Tom and Brad spent half their scenes together engaging in. They
just wanted to make an action vampire film, albeit one with a touch more
wit and class than Blade.
Which, in all fairness, they've done.
It has a few other things going for it as well. Chief among these is
its quality cinematography, not surprising considering director of photography
Ian Baker's previous work includes the memorably shot Six Degrees Of
Separation, The Russia House, and Iceman. In Queen
Of The Damned, he manages occasionally with a combination of terrific
lighting and very well chosen film stock to recreate the magical deep
burnished glow of Technicolor on some of the characters' clothes (credit
here of course is also due costumer Angus Strathie, the co-costume designer
of Moulin Rouge), most noticeably Marius' red velvet jacket, and
a blue one Lestat wears.
Los Angeles' Griffith Observatory, familiar from movies like Rebel
Without A Cause and The Rocketeer, is made to look menacing
and downright sepulchral, though coldly beautiful. Good helicopter camera
work finishes off the scene well.
Some quick establishing exterior shots of Marius' island palace off the
coast of Italy gleam with the beauty of Pre-Raphaelite paintings.
However, at times the cinematography leads to problems by being "too
good" well, by being too clear and well lit. This happens on the
several occasions where the makeup the actors playing the vampires are
wearing, either for special effects purposes or just to give them a sort
of pallid dermatological perfection, is too noticeable. For example, when
Marius feeds Lestat with blood from his wrist to "make" him, there's a
closeup of his wrist as he cuts it, and all I could pay attention to was
the horribly thick layer of makeup on it. At other times Townsend's face
is very brightly lit with white light and just looks strange, almost as
if he's being shot in soft focus, though that can't be what's going on,
as it's too crisp, and we can see the vast amount of makeup he has on.
The climactic transformation at the end of the movie is an absolutely
stunning display of imagination and technology. It also clearly involved
quite a bit of work from Aaliyah. Unfortunately, it seems pretty much
the entire effects budget was blown on this one incredible shot, as most
of the rest of the SFX is rather cheesy. When the vampires "fly," it's
handled by blurring them from one side of the screen to another. You've
seen better effects on TV.
(Speaking of flying, there's a sequence which may or may not be an homage
to the Christopher Reeve/Margo Kidder "Can You Read My Mind?" sequence
in the original Superman.)
The movie also occasionally displays a sense of humor. Some of it is
overly broad one joke involving one of rock star Lestat's groupies
is far too easy, and while admittedly it got a huge laugh, it will be
lost on audiences not familiar with Southern California communities. But
thankfully sometimes the humor is subtler. After Lestat becomes a huge
celebrity, Marius comes to chat, and they choose as a place to hang out
scaffolding resting against the crotch area of a giant billboard of Lestat
overlooking the Sunset Strip.
An area where the movie could have gone catastrophically wrong, but doesn't,
is in the music Lestat creates as a rock star. Jonathan Davis and Richard
Gibbs penned a number of pretty darn good Nine Inch Nails-like songs for
Lestat (actually Davis) to sing. And the black and white music videos
the vampire and his mortal band make for these tunes look like real MTV
videos, albeit ones in a style more popular about ten years ago.
This whole aspect of the movie leads, however, to one of Queen's
big problems a lot of it just doesn't compute when you give it
any thought. For example: Why does Lestat turn himself into a rock star
and make music videos and sell millions of CDs?
Because he's lonely. He says this about thirty times in the movie; apparently
the writers were afraid we might not get it. Lonely for companionship.
Being a vampire, he says, dooms one to an eternity of solitude. So he
does all the music stuff to draw vampires to him for some company. Fine
and dandy.
Except the movie doesn't support any of what I just said, even though
it claims it. It undermines itself at every turn. For example, the solitude
stuff seems like a curiously false thing to whine about, since, for example,
Lestat has no problems making human friends the members of his
band. Just because they're people doesn't mean he wants to eat them.
But, no, he means vampire companionship, you say. Okay. Well,
guess what? The movie spends a lot of time showing us a very popular vampire
bar! Yes, a secret bar just for vampires! And it's full of them! Drinking
(seemingly both blood and booze), dancing, playing music, gossiping, smoking,
flirting . . . And guess what else? Lestat finds out about it, and is
shown hanging out there! But does he try to mingle? To introduce himself
to some of his fellow damned souls? To pick up a comely young vampire?
No! He just sits in a dark corner, sulking. And yet he feels the need
to stage a monstrous concert in, of all places, Death Valley, to
draw out vampires to play with?
He doesn't need more undead acquaintances, he just needs better social
skills.
And then, how does he know the concert will draw out vampires? Because
vampires aren't supposed to tell mortal humans about vampires that
they exist at all, let alone talk about their pasts or likes and dislikes,
etc. Lestat does these things. Why are these things bad? Because humans,
knowing about vampires, will then hunt them down and destroy them.
Problem with this scenario: Lestat tells the whole world all about vampires,
and of course nobody but other vampires takes him seriously! They
think it's all an act! Just like Alice Cooper or Black Sabbath! There's
absolutely zero danger of humans going after vampires because of anything
Lestat does. There's zero danger of any humans really believing
in vampires (except those unlucky few who end up as their victims) . .
. uh, unless, say, a bunch of vampires did something really stupid like,
oh, show up at a massively publicized and attended rock concert and FLY
THROUGH THE AIR IN FRONT OF TENS OF THOUSANDS OF ONLOOKERS AND DEMONSTRATE
VAMPIRE SUPER STRENGTH AND SPEED!
Yes, that's right the way the vampires try and ensure nobody finds
out about their existence is to make a very public spectacle of themselves
in all their vampirehood.
BOY is this dumb! You'd think at the very least they would have, say,
jumped him backstage! And why did they have to wait for the concert
anyway? As one of the most famous people in the world, Lestat's whereabouts
at any time are no secret! His groupies manage to find him easily enough!
(As does Marius for that matter, and a human girl exhibiting stalker-like
tendencies towards him.)
Dumb dumb dumb dumb . . . DUMB!
Speaking of groupies, another problem with Queen Of The Damned
is that Lestat is for all intents and purposes the movie's hero. He repeatedly
saves the damsel in distress, and of course ends up with same girl. I'd
say they walk off into the sunset, but you know they couldn't do that
since they're vampires (well, actually, he could, but that's another
matter), but they do walk off arm in arm into a very happy-ending-like
shot. He makes a noble self-sacrifice at one point, etc.
Yet he's not all that nice a guy, so it's kind of hard, for example,
to root for the girl to end up with him. How is he not that nice a guy?
Well, you'd think the least a vampire could do if he's going to dine on
people (some of them, you may recall, stick to animals) is not make it
unpleasant for their poor victim. You know, a quick kill. Or a slow sucking
which apparently feels good for the unwitting blood donor. Lestat, on
the other hand, has fun in one scene by terrorizing his victims
naove young female fans first, and then attacking them in
what looks like a very brutal, horrifying, and painful way. It's most
unpleasant to watch.
Yet later on he looks down on Akasha (Aaliyah's character, the titular
queen) because she seems to enjoy killing humans. Sheesh! What a hypocrite!
By the way Lestat is French. So when he speaks in English, shouldn't
he have a French accent? Why, yes he should. Does he? No. Not in this
movie. Instead, Townsend speaks in something that would probably be labeled
in a book/tape set for actors to learn dialects from as Non-Specified
European.
Another question. **PARTIALLY DISGUISED SPOILER** Near the end of the
story, one character is told that she's actually been watched over all
her life by a group of vampires who made sure she was never in harm's
way. Uh, if that's so, then why was she a half-second away from being
killed in an alleyway until she was rescued by someone most definitely
not in her group of Fairy Godmother vampires?
And how does that rescuer know her name?
Here's a question for the director and the editor: **PARTIALLY DISGUISED
SPOILER** One character in the film's climactic scene is temporarily immobilized
while a character extremely dear to her is targeted for death; shortly
after that, a number of her friends heroically meet their dooms. Why not
once do you give us a reaction shot of her face?? It's a downright
bizarre omission.
Oh, and why are that character's vampire pals so funny looking? One of
them looks and walks a lot more like a zombie, or a cast member
of The Rocky Horror Picture Show, than a vampire.
More questions: Why/how does Akasha, a 5,000 year old Egyptian queen
who's been awake now in this century for, oh, a day or so, speak English?
And even more interestingly, why does she speak English like Eartha Kitt?
Is the reason she walks and moves her arms like that because she's imitating
those two-dimensional Egyptian wall paintings she probably saw a lot of
in her previous life? Or is she just a big Bangles fan?
Why does she take an erotic, rose-petal filled bath with her lover (who
does have his clothes off) FULLY CLOTHED?? What, is she shy?
Hard to believe after her performance the prior night, which leads to
the next question:
Why in the world does she **MINOR DETAIL SPOILER** make her surprise
grand entrance at Lestat's concert by coming up THROUGH THE FLOOR, bathed
in red light, no less?? It's like she's playing the Devil-as-showgirl
in a Vegas revue!
Flying in would have been far classier, and just as impressive.
Why doesn't she pick up some new clothes? Hanging out in London at night
in nothing but a gold form- fitting breastplate must be chilly,
surely? (Please don't write in to explain to me that as a vampire she
doesn't have to worry about such things. I know. It was just a joke.)
So I've kind of been dancing around the actual question of whether Aaliyah's
performance is good or bad, other than mentioning her accent, which is
so goofy that every time she spoke at least someone in the audience
couldn't help but laugh. It's not that I think one shouldn't speak ill
of the dead I've never understood that concept; after all, the dead
can't hear you but it does seem kind of mean, all the same, and
definitely sad, to pick on someone who died so tragically young.
The thing is, though, that actually I'm not really speaking ill of her,
anyway. She obviously gamely did everything she was asked to do, the way
she was asked to do it. It's not by any means a lazy performance.
Rather, I speak ill of whoever made the original decision to cast her.
Because, of all Queen Of The Damned's flaws, this is the fatal
one. It was a colossally wrong-headed move.
Because, while Aaliyah is (was) truly lovely, gorgeous really, she's
about as scary as Kermit the Frog. For one thing, she seems rather petite
when seen with other characters. She's delicate, a skinny, pretty little
thing. And no matter how hard she tries, she's just not imposing or awe-inspiring
at all.
On the contrary, when she does try hard, it just comes across as silly.
At one point, after one of her lines, it wasn't just one or two tactless
audience members who were laughing, it was the entire theater simultaneously
guffawing at something that was never meant to be guffawed at. The line
in question is, "Enough of this discussion!" But the comical accent,
and her little dramatic swish of her hands, palms down, to either side,
was far more endearing than alarming.
This is the kind of miscasting one is forced to accept in school plays,
like when the eleven year old boy is cast as the romantic lead opposite
his female classmate who towers over him. But it comes across in this
movie as nothing but a calculated commercial move, a gimmick really. Aaliyah
was good in Romeo Must Die, but it should have been immediately
apparent to the filmmakers that she wasn't what this role called for.
I keep thinking that, as far as known actresses/celebrities go (and really,
casting an absolute unknown would have been a far, far better choice),
there was a pretty obvious terrific candidate for Akasha Grace
Jones. She, I think, would have been able to get across the menace
and grandeur that the part calls for. And the fact that she's quite a
bit older than Aaliyah just makes sense, if anything. Akasha was supposed
to be a queen for a long time. Why would she look 22?
Oh well. There's no denying that Aaliyah looks great here, covered
in gold body makeup, wearing elaborate headdresses, baring her long white
fangs.
Before I conclude, I should mention that Queen Of The Damned offers
up two notable firsts:
I'm pretty sure it's the first movie in which a vampire says, "Bring
it on!"
And then there's this great credit in the cast list at the end of the
movie: "Eurotrash Vampires."
Gotta love it.
Grade: B-/B
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