There are three good things to say about Andrew Lloyd Webber's Broadway musical Cats: is a spectacular show of dancers, costumes are made, and the songs, while silly, are attractive. Tom Hooper & # 39; s movie adaptation neuters all three aspects. However, it is completely naked but Ken-Dolled Idris Elba, Ian McKellen runs out of milk on the plate, the cats get in the thin air, dancing on the human face, and Jason Derulo yelling, "MILK!"
It is important to mention that the music of the first Webber stage is unstructured. For about two and a half hours, a group of cats sing by themselves, and then one cat is taken to heaven – excuse me, Heaviside Layer. The film cuts to 40 minutes of these shenanigans, though they can hear a new song, delivered by Victoria (bellina Francesca Hayward), an abandoned cat who turns out to be something of an offender.
However, alright, Hooper & # 39; s Cats it protects all terminology or active media compliance. Cats it is a fever dream, an overflowing vision, a limitation of what would happen if your third eye was open and you could suddenly see in the astral plane. The cats all look like bigger cat breeds that Jemaine Clement is turning into What We Do in Shadows – Saying he "always makes a bad face" when he turns around, which is why he came out of a cat with a big human face on him. In the case of Cats, CGI's hair, ears, and tail are largely man-made, but the effect is so subtle that it looks like things were done in a different way. Faces have their own desires.
It also happens that players are not made to look particularly cat – they try to move and behave like cats (they get confused and cling to each other, grow up, jump randomly, etc.) But beyond having their ears CGI-ed out and getting CGI-ed on, they are still seen as human beings. It's disturbing when it comes to the fact that some of the cats have their clothes on (coats, hats, cat size sheets, Reel Wilson opening up his fur to reveal a sparkling vest and thick fur) and others are not – and it's even more amazing when the cats in their clothes are taking off. (See: unris Idris Elba.) And no sense of scale; rats and cockroaches (all with cats' floating faces) are almost identical, and appear to be lesser than cats as they are generally human. The latest musical number made from a set of train tracks seems to suggest that cats are about the size of hamsters.
That approach removes stage clothes – usually leotards, leg warmers, and wide make-up – from the photo. And the dance is blocked by the CGI fog around the dancers, and by shooting and editing it doesn't work at all. The cuts are confusing, losing any sense of movement, with a few scenes getting too close until the cats become dots.
The songs are decidedly similar, both depending on the new slow-moving arrangements and the unnecessary lack of detail and interpretation that intersect to destroy any sense of order. Even “Memory,” CatsThe & # 39; s jewelry, has the reputation of being sadistic about "Beautiful Glasses," a song Webber and Taylor Swift wrote for the movie directly.
The new song was unavoidable. Almost all major movie music stars have a new song shaehorned in, in the hope of winning the Best Original Song Oscar. Les Misérables & # 39; Suddenly, & # 39; Aladdin & # 39; He wasn't talking, & # 39; Good and evil they had “Evermore,” and so forth. Like its predecessors, "Good eGivers" is a hit song, and it is extremely successful over all the songs around it. It is used here as a chaser item in "Memory," as if we missed a homage from number one househouse Cats it's gone. Gambling does not work.
But "Memory" itself is still good. Hooper & # 39; s Cats it achieves a few bright points – not just delirium – when its actors commit to their roles. Jennifer Hudson, who plays the humiliating cat Grizabella, distributes “Memory” wish he could steal Anne Hathaway's Oscar again Les Mis by singing strong enough. As party cat Rum Tum Tugger, Jason Derulo introduces a confident British accent and owls to his heart's content. (And unlike Taylor Swift, she is present throughout the movie, instead of simply posing for Goo.) And Ian McKellen, like the classic Gus classic, reminds everyone of what it's like to do that. Honorable mention goes to Ray Winstone tearing up like a mighty Growltiger cat. (Think Ray Winstone, but a cat.) Elba, meanwhile, is paying for the strength of a camp counselor who has stopped to care less about the talent show, and yet is committed to having fun, shouting, “Meow!” Or his name, “Macavity! ”All the time the dust disappeared.
Although the fact that Macavity captures other cats is a spectacle – trying to make it the only cat to climb to the Heaviside Layer – the way her disappearance in the smoke-rush seems like a strange way to do it. Is Macavity a devil? It is possible. As to the size of the mice and the cockroaches, the cats' clothing, and who is allowed to go to heaven (some cats are initially trying to keep Grizabella out of the picture), the rules are unclear. But, in fact, Cats does not seem to have any rules at all.
The facts are: Cats it puts itself down in the composition and arrangement of the music, it has no structure to hang its hat on, and CGI is set to be taken care of. Yet there is something strangely ironic about how Hooper is committed to his vision, which sounds like it should have scouted out the audience for something very low. (It's like Welcome to Marwen in that sense – the movie is not great, but it's unforgettable, and it's the result of a shocking and unrealistic reality to the bitter end.) Cats and it serves as the end of the right year for 2019, as a death knell for understanding. There is no deduction for it to be found between these bodies, and it is not possible to hang it on the surface of that sum Cats condemnation, or.
Cats hits theater Dec. 20.
