Wednesday, 8 August 2012
True Grit
I try wherever possible to read the book of a movie before
seeing it and watch an original before viewing the remake. On this occasion,
however, I failed on both counts. In fact, I made the decision to watch this
regardless of the original. I trusted that the Coen brothers had made a film
that was their own, and did not need reference to an original (someone who’s
seen it can tell me if I’m right). This dilemma, however, is occurring more and
more. Can we have seen and read every book or original that a film is based on?
Sometimes there are several versions, at least (see the recent Spider-man reboot). It is perhaps a
question for another time to ask why it is we’re making so many remakes. In the
theatre this is an assumed practice, with only a small proportion of London’s
stages taken up with original works. Film exists somewhere in-between theatre
and the novel, which is what makes it so compelling. Each new production is far
more permanent than the single performance it purports to be. This version of True Grit, for example, may outlive its
predecessors. The Coen brothers decided to return to the book and be more
faithful to it than John Wayne’s version was. It is arguably the first straight
genre movie that they’ve ever done, and it’s interesting for that alone. Jeff
Bridges plays a wayward U.S Marshall hired by a young girl to find her father’s
killer. The action is short, brutal and occasionally gruesome, as we can expect
from the Coen brothers. There is also a dark humour, Carter Burwell’s score,
and that bleak, unforgiving outlook, lacking sympathy for any of their
characters, that is typical of their films. This movie sits somewhere
in-between the somewhat comic nature of films like O Brother, Where art Thou? and the more serious tone of No Country for Old Men, but it can still
be clearly seen as directed by the same hands. I wouldn’t class it as one of
their best, but it is certainly head and shoulders above a lot of other films
you might be choosing between on a Friday night. Despite being nominated for
ten Oscars, it won none.
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