Jul 05, 2012
Down in the badlands, she was saving the best for last!" I'm sorry, but I just had to say that, even though I hate contemporary music... except for "Dani California", which was some good old fashion rocking, as well as quite likely the only good song the Red Hot Chili Peppers and, well, most every musician who was introduced after the '80s have. Hey, I guess not all songs nowadays are absolute toxic sludge, just like how not all Terrence Malick films can be good, or at least not the ones he did before his twenty-year-long hiatus, which isn't to say that his films in the '70s were bad, though they definately weren't all that good. After "Days of Heaven", I would have probably said that Malick could stay on hiatus for all I care, were I not aware of the fact that he was working on his craft and was to return to make films that... are as boring, pretentious and almost laughably badly told as always, though still pretty good, because they at least had much better style, score work and acting to back things up. Now, his older stuff had that, though not nearly as much, and that really cost them, or at least just "Days of Heaven", because this film had the upperhand of being beneficially somewhat different from Malick's later work. Granted, it's also boring and pretentious, though at least this film is different in that its amount of speaking pieces well exceed the amount of narration, which, even then, is still overplayed. Either way, the point is that this film manages to back itself up better than "Days of Heaven" and ultimately transcend mediocrity, though go no further than that, being held back by the problems mentioned, though not stressed enough, seeing as it's hard to stress just how blased flawed a Terrence Malick film is.
While lacking in the overly lyrical meditativeness and other aspects that makes even Terrence Malick's good films, at times, tedious, this film remains quite decidedly dull, with a dry quietness, scene dragging and overemphasis on the atmosphere that dulls things down something fierce. To add insult to injury, Malick's atmosphere goes tainted by the kind of arrogance that he's shamelessly flaunted throughout his career, even back when he was just getting up to speed, and that pretension is aggravating when the thing you're being cocky about works. Malick's storytelling isn't just tainted by arrogance, but also general structural flaws, as deep exposition feels a tad lacking, not giving you enough of an opportunity to get a firm grip on the scenario, and it doesn't help that the film gets to be a tad rushed in its progression, yet still make plenty of room for redundance and quite a bit of repetition. Still, Malick has never really cared about story, with even this, most likely his most story-driven film, being real slam-bang in the story department, all for the sake of intentional and artistically experimental exaggeration that really just doesn't work. Certain aspects of our certainly unusual characters seem buyable in broad concept, yet when it comes to expanding on the characters, the slightly far-fetched aspects go blown out of proportion, while completely unbuyable aspects go crowbarred in, and with not enough care being put into our characters' development or, well, for that matter, humanity, most every person in the cast comes off as not all that likable. Oh boy, the critics were sure right when they said that this film gives you a feel for Malick's style, though what they don't tell you is that it gives you too much of a taste, making for a mess of a final product and, by extension, debut for Malick that could have fallen to the level of the following "Days of Heaven", if not lower, and a film doesn't get much lower before it becomes all-out bad. However, surprisingly, this film transcends even mediocrity, standing as still not even close too as good as the work by Malick upon his return from extended hiatus (I'm still not crazy about that stuff either, so calm down, you overrating art snobs), though still standing as enjoyable, and for reasons that aren't the easiest to explain, though I'm still going to try.
He may not be able to tell a story to save his life, though I think that we can all at least agree that Terrence Malick is a hardly paralleled champ at art direction, being able to summon masterful work from cinematographers and compliment the visual beauty with audible grace, via a fantastic taste in score work, yet here, while you do get the pretty good music (Though actually mostly not much more than pretty good), the trio of cinematographers don't really come close to knocking it out of the park. However, that is, in fact, further testament to Malick's awesome art direction ability, as he is able to work with the limitations in a still very subtle (Though perhaps too much so) and graceful fashion, whether it be in his playing with the sound design to profoundly pronounce the sounds of the environment or playing with scope, and while those stylistic methods that Malick does to death actually dull things down beyond belief, they often, at the same time, help in planting you into his world, rocky though, it may be. On top of that, while the stylistic choices still intesify the pretensiousness of this Malick film - like it does all others -, their relative simplicity boasts a kind of charm that all but balances out the arrogance and leaves the film to win you over, perhaps not as much as the Malick films that really do up the art (Except for "Days of Heaven", and even then, I couldn't hate the film, being that is was so undeniably pretty), yet still enough to where you stick with it. That relative comfort, alone, is what sets this above Malick's mess of a follow-up that was "Days of Heaven", while what locks in the superiority are the engrossing performances, or at least just one in particular. No one is bad, yet most people simply play their parts, and that even includes leading lady Sissy Spacek, who may be better than the aforementioned most, being that she is charismatic and in such a high role position, yet isn't much more than workmanlike. No, ladies and gentlemen, the real stealer of the show is Martin Sheen, who may not be given enough material to really kill things dead, or at least acting-wise that is (He's playing a murderer people... tha-, that was going for), yet still really delivers, marrying static charisma with uneasingly subtle intensity and unpredictability in his playing up the eccentricites and mysteries behind the Kit Carruthers character, who may not be all that compelling in concept, considering the aformentioned far-fetched aspects behind him, yet is still irresistible, being made so by Sheen's off-putting, yet engrossingly charismatic and mysterious performance. Yeah, well, that's all I've got, so it's safe to say that the flaws exceed the strengths, yet what strengths there are really do win you over, easily not like Malick's more recent efforts, which are competently crafted enough to where you still can't forget the flaws as potential-squanderers, yet can still enjoy the final products as genuinely good, though when it's all said and done, I suppose Malick's debut is worth a shot...; certainly more than "Days of Heaven".
Getting down to the badlands-I mean, getting down to the bottom line (Sorry, my mind is still stuck on "Dani California"), while the film isn't quite as dull as other Terrence Malick efforts, it remains rather boring, as well as a bit pretentious in its quietness, dragging and overall dry atmosphere, with spotty story structure and characters who are hard to buy to the point of being somewhat unlikable further beating at the film's steam, leaving it to run the risk a slipping into, at best, mediocrity, an event that surprisingly doesn't materialize, thanks to Malick's nifty and immersive stylistic and atmospheric choices (which remain relatively simple in a charming fashion) that do win you over, while a particularly show-stealingly charismatic, mysterious and altogether upstanding performance by Martin Sheen amerliorates the engagement value, thus leaving "Badlands" to stand as a perhaps too revealing debut for Malick that shows a bit too much of what I'm not crazy about from him, yet still an enjoyable start for the artistic non-storyteller, regardless of its faults.
2.5/5 - Fair
Verified