Starring: Keanu Reeves, Jennifer Connelly, Kathy Bates,
Jaden Smith, John Cleese, Jon Hamm. Rated PG-13.
Keanu Reeves has often seemed most
comfortable playing characters who appear slightly disconnected, whether
they’re emotionally tuned into an alternate reality (as in The Matrix) or blissfully
divorced from any known reality at all (as
in 2006’s A Scanner Darkly). Perhaps it
should come as no surprise, then, that Reeves delivers one of his more
bloodless deadpan turns as Klaatu, an alien who sets in motion the extinction
of the human race before having second thoughts, in this year’s remake of The
Day the Earth Stood Still.
If Robert Wise’s 1951 original was
a heavy-handed parable about the dangers of the nuclear age, Scott Derrickson’s
sleek update is briskly paced and handsome, though far less compelling as
social commentary. Clearly, Derrickson and screenwriter David Scarpa (The
Last Castle) have something to say about
the reckless depletion of earth’s natural resources – this latest bit of sci-fi
revisionism doubles as an obvious metaphor about the environment – but rather
than tackle the issue with any real conviction, they seem content to resolve
the drama at the heart of the film with trite assurances of man’s ability to
change.
One can’t help wonder why Klaatu
traveled so many light years if his endgame turned out to be a hollow warning.
Accompanied by his trusted sidekick Gort (a towering robot once played by actor
Lock Martin in a thick foam-rubber suit, now a creature of CGI design), Klaatu
doesn’t mince words when coldly informing Helen (Jennifer Connelly) and her
grating son Jacob (Jaden Smith) that man has run out of time. A confederation
of alien civilizations has decided to pull the plug, unwilling to waste one of
the solar system’s few fertile planets on a race determined to squander it.
From there, The Day the Earth
Stood Still settles into a familiar
disaster-movie groove, as Helen and Jacob race against the clock to change
Klaatu’s mind, often by reminding him that many of man’s finest moments have
come as he stands on the brink of catastrophe. Klaatu, whose determination seems a
bit too easily softened, appears to concede the point, though not before
unleashing a storm of locust-like parasites that threaten to chew through the
Eastern seaboard.
Derrickson provides some tense,
eerily disquieting moments after Klaatu’s initial descent to earth, when Reeves
comes across as a lean, lethal portrait of deadly resolve. But as it becomes
clear, too early in the game, that Klaatu’s executioner’s song is really a
didactic bluff, The Day the Earth Stood Still loses its urgency and much of its raison
d’ętre.