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It's also not as good as the others overall, but is nevertheless an entertaining albeit polarizing film that really highlights the consequences of trying to fight crime without much training, and is probably the most realistic in this regard.
Frank is a sad sack loser who just coasts through his dull life as a short order cook. After his recoverign addict wife is willingly seduced by a slimy yet charming drug dealer named Jacques, he is inspired to take up the mantle of a costumed vigilante after supposedly having a divine vision inspired by a cheesy religious themed superhero show (a parody of the program Bibleman).
After a bit of comic book research, Frank dons a homemade costume, calls himself the Crimson Bolt, and, armed with a pipe wrench, sets out to fight crime and save his wife. Eventually he gets a sidekick in the form of comic book store employee Libby (under the name of Boltie), but her approach to thigns shows that she might be more unhinged than he thought, and that they're way in over their heads.
The film does deal with themes like the influence of religion on action, the aestheticization of violence, and the journey of self discovery, and while these are addresses and dealt with, the film seems to focus more on the pure visceral nature of things, and is more about the mayhem, dark, twisted humor, and shock moments (some of which are really effective, while others are just plain bizarre).
And despite this film being for a REALLY limited audience, it is enjoyable in a sick kind of way. The humor is really dark and perverse, and the film definitely earns points of being ballsy and risk taking without care. It helps that the performances are good too, and that the performers are trying instead of just phoning it in. Wilson is really good as Frank, and he makes for a believable protagonist. Liv Tyler is good as his vulnerable and insecure wife Sara, and Kevin Bacon is fine as the smarmy Jacques. Like with Kick-Ass, it's the female avenger who really steals the show here. I haven't seen Ellen Page this unsettling and psychotic since Hard Candy. The fact that this film is funny makes her work even more effective subversive and nutty. She seriously is marvelous as the perverse and nutty Libby/Boltie, and there's some really uncomfortable moments with her that just sing.
All in all, the film isn't probably as great as I'm making it out to be, mostly because I tend to be very forgiving and lenient with ratings and reviews, but I can't help it. This film does a lot right, and it's certainly not boring. Yeah, the morals are questionable, and the film primarily relies on the mayhem to carry things, but how often do you see a sexually provocative sidekick of a guy who beats people with a pipe wrench? The fact that the film is polarizing alone makes it worthy of viewing and discussing, so take that as some sort of recommendation.
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Essentially, it is yet another tired vigilante film, but with a rehashed, improbable superhero gimmick that makes the film even more tired. The film dabbles in themes of what it thinks is satire, drama and vigilantism, failing at all. In trying to make the film stand out from 'Kick Ass', it futilely turns the violence up a notch, the only benefit of this being the disposure of some of its highly irritating characters being satisfyingly grislier than expected.
Rainn Winston gives a humdrum performance as Frank D'Arbo, the nerd stock character every viewer is familiar with. One of the films few merits comes in the form of Kevin Bacon, who gives a fittingly slimy, ratty performance as small time criminal Jacques. Libby, played by Ellen Page, is one of the main problems of the film; her loud, androgynous and pathetically recalcitrant persona is utterly exasperating. When she becomes the Crimson Bolt's side kick, the film nose dives and quickly loses all credibility. Remarkably, the film becomes even worse in its final act.
After the deliberately strong and misplaced violence, the little character development and the general vapidity, the film ends with inappropriate and somewhat complacent melodrama. Suddenly, trying to justify its predictably weak ending, the narrator, who appears to know exactly what the unamused viewer is thinking of this conclusion, addresses the audience - 'Maybe you thought I was gonna learn that I was deluded, that I was as evil as the rest of them. But maybe you're the one that needs to learn something.' No, the viewer doesn't have to learn anything from this completely ludicrous, unbelievable ending that has just been compounded by maudlin nausea, the filmmakers are the ones that need to learn: how to make a decent film.
Avoid this film, watch Kick Ass instead, it's not perfect, but it's in a different league to 'Super'.
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In the last few months I've highlighted several films which meet all the cult film criteria but fail to personally make the grade - films like Shock Treatment, Big Trouble in Little China, and Sir Henry at Rawlinson End. The latest addition to this list is Super, a film which will leave you completely schizophrenic. You will tie yourself up in knots trying to work out whether or not you like it, whether or not it means anything, and ultimately whether or not it works. The answers I have settled on, at least thus far, are: not really, possibly, and no.
Comparisons have been drawn between Super and Kick-Ass, with the former being perceived as a rip-off of the latter when first released. Both films explore the idea of ordinary people deciding to become superheroes, and struggling to compensate for their lack of powers. Both have distinctive visual styles, which take the comic book format to different kinds of violent and sexually charged extremes. And both, as you might expect, didn't exactly flatten the box office (though Kick-Ass did take money).
It's often the case in filmmaking that two similar projects will be developed at the same time, and with Super and Kick-Ass this is no exception. Mark Millar, creator of the Kick-Ass comics, has publicly defended James Gunn from accusations of plagiarism, going so far as to screen Super at the Kapow! comic convention in London. It is likely that Kick-Ass got better distribution because of the credentials of its production team: the selling power of Matthew Vaughn and Jane Goldman, who collaborated on Stardust, outweighs that of a Troma graduate who directed Slither.
You have to applaud Super and Gunn for the sheer alacrity of its vision. It may not sound like the greatest compliment, but this film could only have been made by someone who was slightly deranged. No-one could accuse Gunn of chickening out or softening the edges, either in plot details or the extent of the violence. Where Kick-Ass was a top-end 15, depicting comic-book violence in a dark setting, Super is an 18 through and through, being much more realistic and much more brutal.
For the gorehounds among us, there is enough head-cracking violence in Super to satisfy anyone. While Kick-Ass had many moments of wince-inducing pain, this rivals Kill List as one of the most explicitly violent films in recent memory. Gunn's Troma background is evident in the use of old-fashioned make-up and prosthetics (to good effect), and the extremes to which he takes the action: if someone gets hit in the head with a monkey wrench, it's likely that their head will split in two. Gunn goes way over-the-top, but you have to applaud him for at least having the guts to go that far.
But while Super may tick all the boxes in terms of violent spectacle, it falls short of the standards set by Kick-Ass for one simple reason. Kick-Ass knew from the start what it wanted to be and stuck with it. It still managed to be a fun, blackly comic and damn exciting film, but you felt grounded in Vaughn and Millar's creative vision. Super constantly unseats you, lurching in tone from scene to scene, so you don't know whether you're watching a college humour parody with good production values, an exercise in moral hypocrisy on a par with Cecil B. De Mille, or a dark and subversive comedy about real people dealing with jealousy.
There are individual images in Super which seem completely misjudged, in isolation or in whatever context they find themselves. Early on there is a hentai sequence on TV of a young girl being sexually assaulted by a giant squid... I could make a joke about whatever floats one's boat, but frankly that just doesn't seem right. Later on our main character imagines the prospect of going to jail - and pictures being raped in the showers by a fat elderly man.
Oddest of all is the scene where Frank (Rainn Wilson) throws up in the toilet, and the vomit reforms into the face of his kidnapped wife Sarah (Liv Tyler) whom he has sworn to rescue. Scenes like this have a similar effect to the cut-away jokes in Family Guy: occasionally they are funny, or amusingly bizarre, but they have no narrative coherence and end up throwing what little plot there is completely off-balance.
When I reviewed Bad Lieutenant some months ago, I spoke in detail about the ethics of depicting rape in such a full-on manner. Abel Ferrara gets it right, if such a phrase is remotely appropriate, by characterising rape as something utterly hideous and repulsive. Assuming that Gunn agrees with this - and we have no reason to doubt him - he hasn't mastered giving this impression in his films. Of the two rape scenes in Super (discounting the shower scene), only one has the desired effect of repulsing the viewer. With Boltie's rape of the Crimson Bolt, we're uncertain whether we should be turned on, repulsed or confused, and so we end up with an unsettling mix of all three.
All of which brings us back to the central question with Super: does it really know what it is doing? It is a deeply conflicted film, with even the meaning of its title up for grabs. Sometimes it wants to be taken literally - 'super' as a realistic glorification of the life a super-hero could lead if he or she had a sufficiently warped moral compass. Sometimes it wants to be ironic - 'super' as the life of a vigilante being anything but, taking the glamorised comic version of events and showing how awful life would be if they was replicated. I'd like to think the latter was mostly true, but somehow this feels like I am giving Gunn more credit than he deserves.
The dubious morality of Super is a big problem, which cannot be entirely solved by Kick-Ass' arguments about violence and satire. The early scenes which poke fun at Christian comics are fair game, even if it is a rather soft target. But then Super does a complete volte-face, as Frank's crime-fighting becomes a serious spiritual calling. The satirical intentions are in there somewhere, but the film ends up like the Biblical epics of Cecil B. De Mille, condoning all manner of horrible things on the grounds that God will turn up at the end to deliver the moral. Whether you're offended or enticed by Gunn's views on religion, the ending is a mawkish disappointment.
The cast of Super do their best and manage to convince within the world of the film. Perhaps the greatest strength of the film is that everyone involved believes in the project, even if they are unsure exactly what they believe in. It may seem inconceivable that Rainn Wilson could have married Liv Tyler, but both are plausible characters in their own right, even if the latter has little to do. Kevin Bacon chews the scenery as Jacques, delivering a performance every bit as seedy as his work on Where The Truth Lies. And Ellen Page proves her determination not to be pigeonholed, turning in another scene-stealing performance (if often for the wrong reasons).
There are so many contradictions within Super, which even after much dissection remains a psychotic little bundle of a film. There is so much to admire or appreciate that all its flaws prey on one's mind - and yet so many obvious problems that its positives feel like oases of brilliance in a desert of misjudgement. The only sensible conclusion is that the film just doesn't work, and that the only reason which can be agreed upon is its rampantly uneven tone. The need to defend it remains, but is at least tempered by recognition of its failings.
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Super is an awesome film, and one whose dark humor never truly overtakes it. If you like Kick Ass your gonna probably enjoy this one too. Wilson and Page are amazing in their roles, and the rest of the supporting cast does a great job backing them up. I just hope everyone can experience and have as much fun as I did. Warning: this film contains some very explicit violent scenes including which are very inappropriate for kids so parents please read this and avoid for your kids to watch this film. Thanks
In the outlandish dark comedy 'SUPER', James Gunn has created what is perhaps the definitive take on self-reflexive superheroes.
When sad-sack loser Frank (Rainn Wilson) sees his ex-addict wife (Liv Tyler) willingly snatched by a seductive drug dealer (Kevin Bacon), he finds himself bereft and wholly unable to cope. But soon he decides to fight back under the guise of a DIY superhero called Crimson Bolt. With a hand-made suit, a wrench, and a crazed sidekick named Boltie (Ellen Page), the Crimson Bolt beats his way through the mean streets of crime in hopes of saving his wife The rules were written a long time ago: You are not supposed to molest children, cut lines or key cars; if you do, prepare to face the wrath of the Crimson Bolt!
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Director: James Gunn
Summary: When his wife (Liv Tyler) falls in league with a drug dealer, average guy Frank D'Arbo (Rainn Wilson) dons the guise of a superhero, dubs himself the Crimson Bolt and tries to keep a tagalong comic-book store clerk (Ellen Page) from becoming his sidekick. But it's hard to be a superhero when all you've got to work with is a pipe wrench.
My Thoughts: "I found 'Super' to be as dark and depressing as I thought it would be as it is a dark comedy. Unfortunately the movie is missing the comedy part. I think I may have laughed once or twice, but that was it. The film has a lot of unnecessary violence. The character's are somewhat interesting but at times also quite boring. Rainn Wislon is a funny man, just not in this movie. Although I do love Ellen Page, she seems to continue to keep playing these odd quirky character's lately which makes her seem like she has no depth which I know to be untrue seeing some of her early work as evidence of that. I'd like to see her in some more dramatic roles. The film was just OK for me."
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This is a funny-hyperactive-stupid movie. With an amusing cast, director, and story line Super is engagingly and fun. Although people might say it lacks originality, I disagree- because although it may seem to be a more adult version of "Kick Ass" it still has its own special indie touch to it that other movies like "Kick Ass" itself omissions.
Frank (Wilson) is a loser in life; one day he discovers that the only thing he lives for- his wife Sarah (Tyler)- leaves him for a drug dealer Jacques (Bacon). In the midsts of Frank's depression, he has a vision, one from a catholic super hero- The Holy Avenger (Filion)- that says that he should become a super hero and fight evil in order to get his loved one back. The movie follows Frank's attempt to fight crime as the Crimson Bolt along with his hyperactive side kick Boltie (Page). Will constant laugh out loud moments, and dripping with stupidity, this is one the years best comedy plot-lines.
From the minute they were together in the first scene of Juno, as Juno and Rollo, Rainn Wilson and Ellen Page had a phenomenal bond. With their unique sense of humor and their amazing acting skills, they are both able to pull out two of the coolest super heroes. Every scene that they are on, I couldn't help but to smile and prepare myself for laughter. Besides these two grandiose actors, there is still Tyler who remains beautiful as always, and Bacon, who lately has been getting great at this crazy bad guy role.
Although James Gunn is a hard director to like, because he ends up doing good and bad movies at the same time; this by far is his best work. He really takes the independent style to this movie and adds his own little goofy sense to the movie, that makes it super duper violent, and super duper dumb. But these two things are actually great and work out perfectly together.
For it being an indie film it worked out great, It has great music, great shots and photography, and a great script. The lines in this movie are super funny but somehow very meaningful. Overall, I highly recommend this movie, some might thing of it as a "Kick Ass" rip off, but others might forget their similarities and enjoy it like me.
The Holy Avenger: "All it takes to become a superhero is the choice to fight evil."
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Downtroden loser guy loses it after his wife (Liv Tyler) leaves him for another man and her drug habit. He decides to become a super hero, but has no power, so he goes out on the streets in a home made costume and a hammer. (I think it was a hammer, anyhow, something heavy to bash people with !). Along the way he gains a side kick, Boltie (Ellen Page) who is quite a twisted young girl herself.
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