The Thing (2011)
Director: Matthijs van Heijningen Jr.
Starring: Mary Elizabeth Winstead, Joel Edgerton
Director: Matthijs van Heijningen Jr.
Starring: Mary Elizabeth Winstead, Joel Edgerton
After ignoring The Thing’s theatrical debut this past October and procrastinating
about viewing it as a rental, I finally succumbed to my curiosity over spring
break. Being a fan of the 1982 version by John Carpenter, I fully expected to
be disappointed by this new incarnation. Lo and behold, my expectations held
true: the remake doesn’t hold a candle – let alone a flamethrower – to Carpenter’s
version.
Directed
by Matthijs Van Heijningen Jr. (Red Rain), Thing ‘11 is actually a prequel to the
Carpenter version, and therein lies the film’s greatest strength. Fans of the
1982 masterpiece will chuckle quietly to themselves as they notice the little
nods to the plot’s source material; it’s obvious that the filmmakers took
special care with tiny details so that the events of this version line up with
the story established by Carpenter’s version. Corpses fall precisely where they
are found in Thing ’82, and it is
admittedly quite creepy watching the dog-thing escape near the film’s end,
seamlessly transitioning to the superior story of Thing ’82.
Additionally,
the set-design and lighting are reasonably well done. Much like its predecessor,
the interior sets of Thing ’11 are
dark and spooky, their darkness broken only by the cold blues and whites of fluorescent
lights that mirror the bleak tundra outside. Whether inside the compound or out
in the snow, the movie does a good job in maintaining the feeling of utter
helplessness established in Thing ’82.
As a result, you never believe that the characters are safe, and expect a nasty
surprise at every corner.
Unfortunately, the
film’s careful focus on mise-en-scene is derailed by the fact that Thing ’11 is a fairly mundane
horror-thriller that can’t seem to establish its own identity. Many of Thing ‘82’s story elements, such as the
cerebrally terrifying blood test, have been cannibalized and retreaded by Thing ’11. Instead of burning blood with
a heated wire, the protagonist Kate Lloyd – played with robotic zeal by Scott Pilgrim’s Mary Elizabeth Winstead
– grabs a flashlight and checks each person’s mouth for fillings to determine
which person is actually the monster; the logic behind this being that the
creature can’t replicate non-organic material. A decent twist, but the tension
is destroyed by the absurdity of Kate dutifully checking teeth like a militant
dentist searching for rogue cavities rather than hunting for a shape-shifting
alien. “So, I’m gonna die because I floss?” asks Finch, a camp resident who’s
sarcasm reflects the cartoonish feel of what is supposed to be a pivotal scene.
Speaking
of Kate Lloyd, I applaud the effort by Thing
‘11’s makers in having a female protagonist who isn’t subjected to a
barrage of breast jokes and sex scenes. Kate eventually becomes hell-bent on
alien-slaying, and her gusto would make Ellen Ripley beam with pride. Beyond
the character’s resolve and sexual neutrality, however, there is little to
nothing of value at all; Kate’s dialogue is hardly engaging and Ms. Winstead’s
acting is as stiff as a frozen cadaver. In light of the film’s place as a
cultural product of the twenty-first century, it seems as though Thing ‘11’s filmmakers failed to create
a convincing analogue for the R.J. MacReady character in Thing ’82. Kate Lloyd is an ambitious, intelligent young woman, but
Ms. Winstead isn’t convincing in the role. While the MacReady character isn’t
exactly Charles Foster Kane, Kurt Russell certainly fits the role well enough
to disappear into the character, something that Winstead couldn’t deliver. Granted,
the writing was rather abysmal, so it may not have been completely her fault.
The
creature itself constantly teeters on the edge of acceptability and complete
ridicule. The CGI Thing looks like something out of a bad computer game and the
fact that it is seen so often and clearly throughout the film is detrimental to
its terrifying nature; the main reason why the Carpenter monster is so damned
scary was because you hardly ever see it in its true form, and when you do, the
disgustingly contorted look of its ever-changing body flash-freezes you into a
glacier of terror - and this monster is actually a puppet, mind you. While on
the topic of embarrassing CGI, one scene involving the Thing attacking some
researchers on a helicopter is especially laughable: as the chopper spins out
of control, the CGI model is so awful that it wouldn’t be out of place in a
SyFy channel b-movie.
For the gore-hounds, Thing ’11 does deliver a moderate amount
of blood and viscera. One scene has a hapless researcher being ripped off of
his feet and whisked away under a porch, resulting in an explosive splash of
hemoglobin and stomach-turning pain-shrieks. Later, Kate exposes another
researcher as an imposter, prompting a revolting transformation from human form
into a gaping, incisor-laden mouth with legs. The special attention to exorbitant
gross-outs is where Thing ’11 could
have succeeded as a semi-passable sci-fi horror flick, but there is too little of
these transformations and too much terrible CGI to pull it off.
One
can argue that it’s a bit unfair to compare the new Thing to the superior Carpenter version; after all, aren’t remakes
meant to be aimed at a new, younger audience? I say that since it is billed and
shot as a prequel and not a remake, then comparisons are not only fair, but
also necessary. Thing ’11 is an admitted addition to the canon established by
Carpenter’s Thing twenty years ago,
and it’s a rather poor addition at that.
[Revised on 4/26/12]
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