In truth,
there is a downside to our everyday lives. In this online age of previews,
reviews, trailers, clips, interviews, blogs and podcasts, we have traded the
mystery of movies for the knowledge of their industry. Remember back to the
pre-Web days, when trailers were merely 60-second edits of imagery and plot,
when the darkness of a movie theatre concealed the promise of some uncertain
journey. This is how I saw District 9, having glimpsed nothing but a vague
teaser trailer, having read no rumours, having scanned or examined or pondered
not one single image. And whether this was the result of some poorly-executed
marketing campaign or a brilliant strategy of secrecy, it was the best and most
appropriate way to see it. Yet, to put it bluntly, District 9 is my favourite
Sci-Fi movie to date, and here’s why:
District 9 is
a remarkable work and a truly benchmark science fiction film. Offering an
expert balance of narrative, character, sub-text, action, effects and
performance, Neill Blomkamp's cinematic debut is the film that fans have been
waiting years (or perhaps even decades) for. There is scale here, both grand
and intimate. Its heroes are distinctive; it's setting unique. Its action is
spectacular and its drama is equal parts heartfelt and terrifying. Most
importantly, it feels new. There is a mind at work in Blomkamp and District 9
is that rare celebration of science fiction that will undoubtedly help define
the genre for years to come.
When a derelict alien spacecraft drifts into
the skies above Johannesburg, South Africa, the world is stunned to find the
remains of a dying alien population aboard. Brought down into a facility called
District 9, the Prawns – as the humans refer to them – have had nearly 20 years
to integrate into society, but racism and prejudice against the impoverished,
shanty-town aliens steadily increases. The corporation MNU is developed to
handle the human-alien relations and it is during an unprecedented attempt to
relocate the more than one million alien residents that Wikus – little more
than an Everyman pencil-pusher – is unwittingly made the key to the human's
ability to utilize the aliens' DNA-encoded weaponry. On the run with an alien
named Christopher Johnson, Wikus must find a way to make things right for both
himself and the Prawns so that both species, alien and human alike, can return
home. District 9 is essentially an expanded version of Blomkamp's short film Alive in Joburg -- the short which got the attention of producer Peter Jackson and Blomkamp subsequently attached to the long-abandoned adaptation of Halo. Using the same documentary-style approach to the material, District 9 is incredibly grounded, making grand science fiction feel tremendously real. This is partly due to the fact that the special effects in the film are taken almost for granted. The massive alien ship hangs in the sky above the city like an afterthought, hazy and out of focus through the constantly shifting lens of the camera. The aliens – a triumph of computer animation and digital character work – feel fully a part of the universe, blurring the line between CG creations and human performers, the standout of which is Wikus himself, Sharlto Copley.
With no prior
acting experience, Copley creates a wholly fascinating character. Just promoted
by his father-in-law who runs MNU, Wikus wants nothing more than to get ahead,
kissing ass and acting far more authoritative than his status allows. In fact,
he's relatively unlikeable. He's a white-collar nobody, inconsequential to both
the characters and the audience. And that Copley is able to transition Wikus
into an increasingly sympathetic character as the film continues – still
flawed, still evolving – is a testament to the actor's raw talent. Equally
impressive is Wikus' growing bond with Christopher, demanding that Copley
create a dynamic relationship with little more than thin air, a relationship
without which the film simply doesn't work. We've seen this attempted before in
Jackson's own films, with Gollum or King Kong, but never has it worked so well
and to such emotional effect.
Needless to say, however, the genre requires
some degree of action, and Blomkamp absolutely delivers. While District 9
begins as a character piece, exploring and growing this new alien-human world,
the second half features some stunning action pieces. The alien weaponry which
becomes such a driving force to the story is put on brilliant display with some
disastrous effects to the human anatomy. This film definitely earns its
R-rating once the fighting begins, and Blomkamp knows how to layer the film
with bigger and bigger moments without completely disengaging from the reality
he so successfully creates. For all the explosions, all the gore, all the
lasers and giant, fully-equipped mech-suits, it all feels, oddly enough,
completely authentic and totally plausible.
The best
pieces of genre filmmaking – be they horror or sci-fi or fantasy – begin with
an idea, some human and universal notion that audiences can take with them
throughout the journey, either consciously or unconsciously. Sadly, this is so
often lacking in most modern-day fare, and District 9 is almost wholly unique
this year in combining fantastic action with thoughtful, narrative filmmaking.
In the mainstream, there's no reason this film should exist. Set in South
Africa, no big stars, sub-titled alien dialogue, unlikely heroes, an unpolished
documentary approach… And yet, the film works so well because of not in spite
of all of that.
But herein
lies the rub. The trouble with giving this film the A++ I've elected to
give it is simply that it elevates expectations; it drives people to know more,
filling their cinematic bellies before the main course even begins. Know only
that the movie is good, it is important, it is strongly made. Let words like
"great" and "brilliant" and "genre-defining"
linger after the credits have rolled. Go to the film as empty as you can, and
believe us, you'll leave satisfied, and with the urge to book a return trip to
District 9.
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