Last night, my friend Libbie treated her dad, her grandpa and me to the
movies. She'd won four free movie tickets, and they expired at the end
of January, so it was discouraging to discover that our chosen flick, Slumdog Millionaire,
was sold out. We did not submit to despair, however. No, we opted for
another movie, the previews for which had intrigued her dad. I knew
nothing about Taken except that it involved some sort of
abduction, but with a PG-13 rating, I figured it wouldn't be anything
too intense for me to handle.
Pierre Morel's Taken is,
as Libbie told me, "a guy movie." It's an adrenaline-pumping adventure
all about one very driven man blasting bad guys in a desperate search
for his daughter. That man is former spy Bryan Mills, portrayed by the
always excellent Liam Neeson. Now he has retired in order to be closer to his 17-year-old daughter Kim, LOST's Maggie Grace,
who lives with her aristocratic mother Lenore (Famke Janssen), whose
new husband is fabulously wealthy. Now that she has the means to pamper
Kim properly, Lenore rubs it in Bryan's face, but she needs his consent
to send their daughter on a summer trip to Paris.
Bryan
relents, but all too soon his worst fears about allowing two teenage
girls to go to Europe on their own are realized when Kim witnesses the
abduction of her friend while talking to him on the phone. He knows
she's next; from this distance, he's powerless to protect her, but he
vows to track her down and release her from her captors. He has
occasional help in his quest; his longtime buddy and former colleague
Sam (Leland Orser) provides valuable information on how to get started,
and once he arrives in Paris he makes use of contacts there. But mostly
he's on his own, relentlessly pursuing anyone involved in the
trafficking of teenage girls as prostitutes.
The subject
matter is gritty, and there are some disturbing scenes that show girls
much like Kim in this disturbing and seemingly hopeless situation.
Mostly, though, there's a lot of violence. I didn't keep a body count,
but it probably numbered at least 20, with Bryan doing most of the
maiming, whether with a gun, a blunt object or some formidable martial
arts moves. With one notable exception, he tries to restrict himself to
inflicting (sometimes fatal) injury only upon scumbags, but his ruthless
streak leads to some squirmy scenes. I'm reminded of LOST's
Michael, who witnesses his son's abduction and must come to terms with
just how far he is willing to go to retrieve him. Neeson is flinty in
this role, seemingly remorseless about the mess he makes en route to his
daughter.
While I didn't care for the barrage of violence,
especially at times when it seemed avoidable, I found it difficult to
fault Bryan very much for his methods when so much is at stake. The
strength of his devotion to his daughter is this character's most
prominent trait, which makes him quite sympathetic, particularly in
scenes that allow him to bestow fatherly care upon other young women in
distress. Grace is in the film relatively little, but I enjoyed her
rapport with Neeson and found her, on the whole, more likable than the
preening Shannon Rutherford, the character with whom I associate her.
She stretches believability by playing a character nearly a decade
younger than her but brings a giddy girlishness to the role that makes
it work.
The movie leaves some questions unanswered,
concerning itself little with the wider consequences of Bryan's mad run
through Paris. Does he bring about liberation for the victims he
discovers en route to Kim? Are there any legal repercussions for all the
crimes he committed? By that same token, there are contrivances in the
plot, particularly in the beginning. But if you want edge-of-your seat
action, Taken delivers, and with enough heart to satisfy a softie like me.
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Wednesday, January 30, 2008
McFarlane's Shannon Lies Down on the Job
In a show filled with compelling characters, Shannon Rutherford never quite measured up to the rest of the principal cast of LOST's
first season. She didn't start to get really interesting until the last
few episodes. Before that point, she spent most of her time engaged in
some variation of the activity depicted in her McFarlane figure: lying
on her back in an orange bikini, cushioned from the hot sand by a
vibrant multi-colored towel, with a pair of sunglasses to keep the sun
out of her eyes and help her maintain her distance.
When you remove the other series one figures from the pegs attaching them to their habitats, they can almost stand upright, but Shannon is stuck in that silly lounging position, bare feet hovering just above the sand, dirty blond hair clumped against her head, a bottle of water and another of lotion close at hand. In the cardboard backdrop, the calamitous scene contrasts with her air of aristocratic apathy. As wreckage burns, red-shirt castaways struggle to get their bearings, and her step-brother Boone marches fuzzily toward her, probably preparing to reprimand her for her inertia. It's not a colorful scene, but a zoned-out Shannon doesn't make for the most interesting figure.
But I couldn't resist. When I saw her lying on a shelf in a battered box with a half-price sticker, I snatched her up. Maybe it was pity for the character, who started out annoying but became more sympathetic as time wore on and never had the opportunities for development that were afforded most of the other major castaways. If they wanted to round out the series with a blond beauty, I would rather have Claire, but it's of some consolation that she will be manufactured with the third series, if there is one. Here's hoping!
With the backdrop and stand, Shannon is a bit longer horizontally than most of the other figures but considerably shorter vertically, since she is lying down. Press the button on the black box, which requires a pair of AAA batteries, and you get to hear three ever-so-charming quotes from the show.
* "What's a four-letter word for 'I don't care'?"
* "The plane had a black box, idiot. I'll eat on the rescue boat."
* "You want my information. Name: Shannon Rutherford. Age: 20. Address: Cr**hole Island."
Ah, yes, Shannon. Such impeccable people skills. At least the creators give her a little credit with her prop, which is Rousseau's map of the island. It unfolds to be quite large and would look nice on a wall if you don't mind a few creases. The map comes complete with Rousseau's random scrawling, the interpretation of which marked a major change in Shannon's attitude on the island. Once she realized that there was a way to make herself useful, she became a lot less insufferable.
Of the six figures in McFarlane's first series, Shannon is easily the least interesting, but it's still not a bad sculpt, and the map is a pretty cool artifact to have. If you're a big Shannon fan or just want to complete your collection, she shouldn't be too hard to come by for ten bucks. I just hope that Claire gets her time in the spotlight too!
When you remove the other series one figures from the pegs attaching them to their habitats, they can almost stand upright, but Shannon is stuck in that silly lounging position, bare feet hovering just above the sand, dirty blond hair clumped against her head, a bottle of water and another of lotion close at hand. In the cardboard backdrop, the calamitous scene contrasts with her air of aristocratic apathy. As wreckage burns, red-shirt castaways struggle to get their bearings, and her step-brother Boone marches fuzzily toward her, probably preparing to reprimand her for her inertia. It's not a colorful scene, but a zoned-out Shannon doesn't make for the most interesting figure.
But I couldn't resist. When I saw her lying on a shelf in a battered box with a half-price sticker, I snatched her up. Maybe it was pity for the character, who started out annoying but became more sympathetic as time wore on and never had the opportunities for development that were afforded most of the other major castaways. If they wanted to round out the series with a blond beauty, I would rather have Claire, but it's of some consolation that she will be manufactured with the third series, if there is one. Here's hoping!
With the backdrop and stand, Shannon is a bit longer horizontally than most of the other figures but considerably shorter vertically, since she is lying down. Press the button on the black box, which requires a pair of AAA batteries, and you get to hear three ever-so-charming quotes from the show.
* "What's a four-letter word for 'I don't care'?"
* "The plane had a black box, idiot. I'll eat on the rescue boat."
* "You want my information. Name: Shannon Rutherford. Age: 20. Address: Cr**hole Island."
Ah, yes, Shannon. Such impeccable people skills. At least the creators give her a little credit with her prop, which is Rousseau's map of the island. It unfolds to be quite large and would look nice on a wall if you don't mind a few creases. The map comes complete with Rousseau's random scrawling, the interpretation of which marked a major change in Shannon's attitude on the island. Once she realized that there was a way to make herself useful, she became a lot less insufferable.
Of the six figures in McFarlane's first series, Shannon is easily the least interesting, but it's still not a bad sculpt, and the map is a pretty cool artifact to have. If you're a big Shannon fan or just want to complete your collection, she shouldn't be too hard to come by for ten bucks. I just hope that Claire gets her time in the spotlight too!
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