Tuesday, 1 May 2012

Underrated Classics: SPEED RACER!


I am the first to admit that I was completely underwhelmed by everything I had seen and heard about Speed Racer before its release. It just seemed like one of those films that had a lot of studio hype around it, but that just seemed to have nothing of quality going for it. I don’t mind a brainless action blockbuster, but the sickly-sweet look of the film and its clear overreliance on CGI in every still image and trailer just didn’t appeal to me. To be honest, I’m fairly certain the only people it did appeal to were fans of the cartoon, which most people my age and non-Japanese had never even heard of.

Although it did hold a certain fascination. Much like John Carter this year, it’s always interesting to watch the development of a film that seems doomed to failure from the get-go. After all, it was the new Wachowski brothers movie, and they had done great things in the past. Well, one great thing. The Matrix is of course the film they will always be remembered for, and subsequently the film that all their other attempts will be measured by, but I implore you, even if you think you have absolutely no interest in a kid’s film about car racing, to watch Speed Racer.

Very rarely is it possible to really let yourself go in a film and just enjoy every second of it, but Speed Racer manages this effortlessly. The screen explodes with sound and colour and crazy camera movements, odd patterns and whirlwind car races. It is impossible to not get sucked in to the completely unfettered joy of the world, as though you were inside your favourite childhood cartoon and loving every second of it.

This is Speed Racer’s greatest asset. By immersing you so completely, every slightly lame joke and slapstick punch is suddenly far funnier than it would have been in every other film because it just feels so right – John Goodman saying “more like a Non-ja” (seriously, watch it) would otherwise be laughable, but here it’s hilarious. Clichéd and overblown villains are suitably threatening and outlandish, and even Christina Ricci’s dangerously styled and creepily non-movable hair starts to look attractive and kind of cool.

It is really the feel of Speed Racer that makes it great, which is something that critics almost always overlook and marketing can never convey. Everyone from Emile Hirsch to Matthew Fox plays it completely straight, but only in the way  you would expect cartoon characters to, revelling in the energetic fantasy of the world they are in but also clearly aware of its absurdity. It has been criticised for being somewhat hyperactive in its colours and cinematography, but that is clearly the point – no other film that I know of has managed to maintain such high energy levels throughout without leaving the viewer completely exhausted by the midway point.

But crucially, and perhaps even artistically, this plays a vital role in the films central character – the races. I am really not a car kind of guy, but the races of Speed Racer are astonishingly thrilling. The cinematography and dynamic visuals make it like Wacky Races on LSD made by the guys who did The Matrix, which is of course absolutely awesome. There are around 4 separate racing scenes, yet after each one you find yourself really hoping that that there’s more – you want to be back in the driver’s seat with Speed, or in the stands nervously biting your nails with his watching family, or in Trixie’s helicopter, or frankly anywhere just so long as you don’t have to leave just yet, as though you are nervously awaiting the moment your mum says its time to come off the swings and go home.

Such creative flair, such energy, such joy and such gorgeous visuals deserve to be witnessed by everyone, not just the few who saw it in the cinema. It has since been largely forgotten, tragically relegated to discount bins in supermarkets and quietly glossed over by the Matrix­-loving fanboys, but please seek it out, and if possible on Blu-ray or on an upscaling DVD player – there is no better looking film out there. Even the closing credits song is great, although I will admit – the younger brother and his monkey are annoying, but there’s so many other things going on you really won’t care.

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