Sci-Fi Movies of the 1990s

The early ’90s continued the lull of space sci-fi of the ’70s or ’80s, and mostly re-hashed the few successes of those decades, but that changed in the latter part of the decade.

The early years were very slow, mostly with only one or two watchable sci-fi movies in the whole year — but some movies explored new sci-fi topics. The later years picked up considerably; a couple of years were just bursting with novel ideas and spectacular new special effects.

As usual, there are a few of gems in the pile, but in the ’90s, there was a lot more pile: studios were more willing to spend a lot of money on these movies, with the unsurprising result that the quality was not improved. One year alone produced two major (but bad) alien invasion movies, and three extremely inept movies with “alien” in their titles. Another year produced four cyborg movies. Following the 1980s successes of Robocop and Blade Runner, most years gave that another shot with one or two future-cop movies: cop-vs-monster, cop-vs-android, cop-as-android, cop traveling in time, etc.

It seems to me that the number of really good sci-fi movies in the ’90s actually dropped from that of the ’80s. I attribute that to the ongoing really bad franchises and sequels.

Apart from established franchises, only a few better movies involving space travel appeared in the whole decade — and one was a spoof. (Meanwhile, several space sci-fi TV series of better quality appeared.)

Several movies featured heroes with artificial memories or lives, the surreal became common, CGI came into its own.

rating legend
++ must-see
+ good but flawed
OK watchable
very flawed, some redeeming features
−− no redeeming features

Total Recall

1990 Carolco Pictures

+ paranoid future/Mars action

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directed Paul Verhoeven
screenplay Ronald Shusett
Dan O’Bannon
Gary Goldman
produced Buzz Feitshans,
Ronald Shusett
based on Philip K. Dick’s
We Can Remember It for You Wholesale
Arnold Schwarzenegger as Douglas Quaid / Hauser
Rachel Ticonin as Melina
Sharon Stone as Lori Quaid
Michael Ironside as Richter
Ronny Cox as Vilos Cohaagen
Mel Johnson Jr. as Benny
Robert Costanzo as Harry
Michael Champion as Helm
Roy Brocksmith as Dr. Edgemar
Ray Baker as Bob McClane
Rosemary Dunsmore as Dr. Renata Lull
Marc Alaimo as Capt. Everett
Lycia Naff as Mary
Debbie Lee Carrington as Thumbelina
Dean Norris as Tony
Marshall Bell as George / Kuato

Premise: Memory implantation as a substitute for vacation travel. Of course, what if you get all confused as to what is real? And what if the movie won’t let you settle on a conclusion?

Mars is home to some serious mutant humans, who are mistreated by the powers that be, whereby the social commentary. And there is a lost ancient race of aliens there, to boot.

Sci-fi points include:

They used some of the most elaborate miniature scenery in the history of motion pictures to show the surface of Mars. They used CGI for the novel full-body X-ray scene.

Furthermore, a lot of glass gets broken, and people fly through windows a lot.

The film was re-made in 2012 — why, I can’t imagine. (A lot of lack of imagination is going around.)

“Hope you enjoyed the ride!”


Tremors

1990 Stampede Entertainment

OK underground mutant monsters comedy

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directed Ron Underwood
produced Gale Anne Hurd,
Brent Maddock,
S. S. Wilson
screenplay Brent Maddock,
S. S. Wilson
story Brent Maddock,
S. S. Wilson,
Ron Underwood
Kevin Bacon as Valentine McKee
Fred Ward as Earl Bass
Finn Carter as Rhonda LeBeck
Michael Gross as Burt Gummer
Reba McEntire as Heather Gummer
Bobby Jacoby as Melvin Plug
Charlotte Stewart as Nancy
Tony Genaro as Miguel
Ariana Richards as Mindy
Richard Marcus as Nestor
Victor Wong as Walter Chang
Sunshine Parker as Edgar
Michael Dan Wagner as Old Fred
Conrad Bachmann as Jim, the doctor
Bibi Besch as Megan
John Goodwin as Howard
John Pappas as Carmine

Premise is that pollution made certain critters grow monstrous, and they’re hungry. End of sci-fi.

The rest is a comic horror flick. But as these go, it’s pretty fun. The scary bits are pretty scary, and there’s always a laugh.


Delicatessen

1991 Constellation U.G.C.-Hachette Première

++ post-apocalyptic fine dining

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French

scénario Jean-Pierre Heunet,
Marc Caro,
Gilles Adrien
dialogues Gilles Adrien
directeur de la photographie Darius Khondji
musique Carlos D’Alessio
son Jérôme Thiault
direction artistique Marc Caro
mise en scène Jean-Pierre Jeunet
costumes Valérie Pozzo di Borgo
Dominique Pinon as Luison
Marie-Laure Dougnac as Julie Clapet
Jean-Claude Dreyfus as Clapet
Karin Viard as Mlle. Plusse
Ticky Holgado as Marcel Tapioca
Edith Ker as Grandmère
Rusfus as Robert Kube
Jaques Mathou as Roger
Howard Vernon the frog man
Marc Caro as Fox
Pascal Benezech first victim
Anne-Marie Pisani as Mme. Tapioca
Boban Janevski tapioca boy 1
Mikaël Todde tapioca boy 2
Chic Ortega postman
Sylvie Laguna as Aurore Interligator
Jenne-François Perrier as Georges Interligator
Dominique Zardi taxi driver
Patrick Paroux as Puk
Maurice Lamey as Pank
Eric Averlant as Torneur
Dominique Betenfeld troglodiste
Jean-Luc Caron troglodiste
Bernard Flavien troglodiste
David Defever troglodiste
Raymond Forestier troglodiste
Robert Baud troglodiste
Clara as Livingstone

It’s a post-apocalyptic future (I guess… did they say exactly what happened? Maybe it’s an alternate present?)

Is it science fiction? That’s a harder question. Technology abounds, and has to do with the action, but it is the technology of the 1930s or ’40s or of dreams. I say: it involves science, so it’s sci-fi. Anyway, it’s all that 1991 gave us.

This is a horrid and lurid and wonderful world. Almost every character in the big cast brings something very weird and hilarious — a few of them bring several things. Most of the people are not very likable. Nonetheless, the protagonist Luison is sympathetic to them. It’s visually rich and textured, almost every scene has a new joke, a new oddity.


Jurassic Park

1993 Amblin Entertainment

++ dinosaurs brought back to life!

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directed Steven Spielberg
produced Kathleen Kennedy,
Gerald R. Molen
screenplay Michael Crichton,
David Koepp
music John Williams
based on Michael Crichton’s
Jurassic Park
Sam Neill as Dr. Alan Grant
Laura Dern as Dr. Ellie Sattler
Jeff Goldblum as Dr. Ian Malcolm
Richard Attenborough as John Hammond
Joseph Mazello as Tim
Ariana Richards as Lex
Samuel L. Jackson as Ray Arnold

The sci-fi here is that a scientist manages to pull DNA out of fossil dino’s to recreate them, and nonchalantly makes an amusement park with them. What could go wrong?

This is the best dinosaur horror movie to date. The dinosaurs are just great, and the people are not so likeable that you’re sad when they get what’s coming to them. (Or rather, the dinosaurs get what’s coming to them.)

Five direct sequels by various directors have appeared. Each has its moments, but the first is by far the most moving.


12 Monkeys

1995 Atlas Entertainment, Classico

++ paranoid time travel

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directed Terry Gilliam
produced Charles Roven
screenplay David Peoples,
Janet Peoples
based on Chris Marker’s
La Jetée
music Paul Buckmaster
cinematography Roger Pratt
Bruce Willis as James Cole
Madeleine Stowe as Kathryn Railly
Brad Pitt as Jeffrey Goines
Fred Strother as L.J. Washington
Frank Gorshin as Dr. Fletcher
Christopher Plummer as Dr. Goines
David Morse as Dr. Peters
Harry O’Toole as Louie
Christopher Meloni as Lt. Jim Halperin
Lee Golden hotel clerk Charlie
Jann Ellis as Marilou
Annie Golden cabbie
Jon Seda as Jose

Is he really from the future, or is he “mentally divergent?” Should it be an either/or question?

Date: present is 2035. 1990 is the past, but it’s the wrong past. 1996 is also the past, but that’s the right past. Whoops! 1917 is also the wrong past.

There are loads of great characterizations here. My complaint is that they go by much too fast (along with everything else).

Brad Pitt as mental patient Goines is just precious. But there are many others.

This is really a great movie. There’s a lot that appears in no other movie, and it’s awfully fun to watch. But it’s certainly not for everybody, for several reasons.

In my case, I’ve watched it twice now, and remain unsatisfied that I caught most of the connections. I may watch it again, to give it another shot. I’m not sure that there is a resolution, or that it is anything that might satisfy me.

I’m a little torn about recommending it. What does my rating system mean? Does a good rating mean it’s great sci-fi? In that case, I’m not so sure — the movie explores the time-travel question somewhat, but that is obscured by the personal dramas and the sheer style of the work. Does it mean everybody who likes cinema should watch the movie? This is the inanity of rating such a complex thing as a movie with a single number. OK it gets a ++, for all the great parts.


La cité des enfants perdus
[The City of Lost Children]

1995 Canal+, Centre National de la Cinématographie, Eurimages, France 3 Cinéma, Televisión Española

++ gothic struggle for dreams

color

French

direction artistique Marc Caro
mise en scène Jean-Pierre Jeunet
produit par Claudie Ossard
décor Jean Rabasse
ensemblière Aline Bonetto
costumes Jean-Paul Gaultier
directeur de la photographie Darius Khondji
scénario Gilles Adrien,
Jean-Pierre Jeunet,
Marc Caro
dialogues Gilles Adrien
musique Angelo Badalamenti
chef Monteur Herve Schneid
effets spéciaux Yves Domenjoud,
Jean-Baptiste Bonetto,
Olivier Gleyze,
Jean-Christophe Spadiccini
maquillage Nathalie Tissier
coiffure John Nollet
effets spéciaux numériques Pitof
images de synthése Pierre Buffin
son Pierre Excoffier,
Gerard Hardy,
Vincent Arnardi
1er assistant réalisateur Jean-Marc Tostivint
directeur de production Daniel Szuster
Ron Perlman as One
Daniel Emilfork as Krank
Judith Vittet as Miette
Dominique Pinon the clones / diver
Jean-Claude Dreyfus as Marcello
Odile Mallet as The Octopus (right)
Geneviève Brunetas The Octopus (left)
Mireille Mosséas Martha
Serge Merlinas Cyclops leader
Ticky Holgadoas One’s agent
Rufusas Peeler
Joseph Lucien as Denree
Mapi Galan as Lune
Jean-Louis Trintignant voice of Uncle Irvin
Briac Barthelemy as Bottle
Pierre-Wuentin Faesch as Pipo
Alexis Pivot as Tadpole
Leo Rubion as Jeannot
Guillaume Billod-Morel boy
Francois Hadje-Lazaro as Killer
Dominique Bettenfeld as Bogdan
Lotfi Yahyajedidi as Melchior
Thierry Gibault as Brutus
Marc Caro Brother Ange-Joseph

Perhaps the less said…

Just to get started: somebody who can’t dream is kidnapping street urchins, to steal their dreams. That’s just the beginning. It gets much weirder.

Set in a sort of Verne-esque world, a mixture of technologies and styles from the late 1900s through the 1910s, ’20s, ’30s, and nightmares. A cast of circus performers, and outright monsters, and little children more streetwise than they should be.

Gadgets: the dream stealing machine, the brain in the vat, cyclops guys with artificial eyes and ears, the trained poison fleas controlled by a hurdy-gurdy.

The guys who brought us Delicatessen, with their masterwork. This is a must-see.


Screamers

1995 Fuji Eight Co., Ltd, Fries Film Company, Allegro Films

OK killing machines vs. space militias

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directed Christian Duguay
produced Franco Battista,
Tom Berry
screenplay Dan O’Bannon,
Miguel Tejada-Flores
based on Philip K. Dick’s
story Second Variety
music Normand Corbeil
Peter Weller as Cmdr. Hendricksson
Jennifer Rubin as Jessica
Andy Lauer as Ace
Ron White as Elbarak
Charles Powell as Ross
Roy Dupuis as Becker
Michael Caloz as David
Liliana Komorowska as Landowska
Jason Cavalier as Leone
Leni Parker as Cpl. McDonald
Sylvian Masse as NEB soldier
Bruce Boa as Sec. Green
Tom Berry technician

Date: 2078
Place: planet Sirius 6B. Some nice depictions of planetary systems and surfaces.

Robots: “screamers”, are self-replicating, artificially intelligent killing machines. Mostly they aren’t seen until it’s too late, as they attack from underground.

Mercenary soldiers working for two rival mining companies are in battle, but have to deal with a world full of screamers. And the screamers won’t stay the same.

The screamers quickly evolve into different forms. It’s unclear how this happens. As to why it happens… the story becomes a question of who can you trust.

I read that the production suffered from budget problems. It shows.

The music often doesn’t fit the action well, sometimes pop or disco music being played in gritty military scenes. There’s some explanation for this, but it doesn’t work for me.

The actors do as well as they can with the script, and the special effects aren’t bad for the time. But the screenplay feels really choppy, with so many different concerns, such as soulless evil political mega-corporations, a scary monster story flipping into a who-can-you-trust, and pointlessly and unconvincingly developed soldiers. Somehow it all never gels – like, if you blink, you’re watching a different movie.

It’s OK for a gory military action flick with a couple of sci-fi themes done in a new way. It could have been better.

A sequel released in 2009, had an even smaller budget.


Moebius

1996 Universidad del Cine

++ metro mystery, mysticism and mathematics

color

Spanish

directed Prof. Gustavo Mosquera R.
produced Prof. Maria Angeles Mira
music Mariano Nuñez West
sound Martin Grignaschi
photography Abel Peñalba
Guillermo Angelelli as Daniel Pratt
Roberto Carnaghi as Marcos Blasi
Anabella Levy as Abril
Miguel Ángel Paludi as Aguirre
Fernando Llosa as Nazar
Martín Adjemián as Carnotti
Jean Pierre Reguerraz as Deckes
Nora Zinski profesor
Martín Pavlovsky conductor 101
Osvaldo Santoro as Vega
Jorge Noya unimog driver
Javier Garcia assistant to Vega
Felipe Méndez transfers chief
Daniel Dibiase as Kenn
Horacio Roca as Edmudo
Aldo Niebur bandoneon player
Aleiandro Viola assistant to Blasi
Ricardo Merkin as Maloni
Fernando Cia as Figas
Luis Maria Sturla park employee
Samme Lerner old archivist
Samuel Lankes final guard
Rodolfo Franggi as Mussio
John Bolster elevator operator
Jorge Petraglia as Prof. Mistein

Place/time: Buenos Aires / present.

A subway train has vanished, with its passengers. In looking for it, workers find that they can’t understand the tunnels. Too complicated. Where are the plans, anyway? And the stop/go lights in the subway have gone crazy.

So they call in the topologist!

Most of the characters are great, real gente. That is, excepting the main character, Pratt, who is overly-pretty, pale, and exotic, with his overcoat flying theatrically behind him.

One problem with the story: the young girl, Abril, follows Pratt around, and, for reasons unexplained, he takes her to creepy dark places: a carnival at night, an abandoned subway station — then leaves her there. He also gives her precious documents, and tells her not to go anywhere, then walks away — it would seem to be a poor idea. Well — she reappears, again alone, still playing with a toy purported to give insight, just as the old professor is saying something profound about personal relations. OK — it’s a mystical connection.

There is a version on-line with English subtitles, in which, unfortunately, the subtitles repeatedly mistranslate the word ‘topologia’ as ‘topography’. The word means ‘topology’, a field of mathematics — it’s mathematical science fiction.

In the topology class, the professor immediately switches to some blither about space-time. (In reality, topology classes do not mention physics topics very much. They tend to discuss things that are far too weird for physics.) Look, I’m just thrilled that topology gets mention at all.

Pratt wanders through a station with a sign ‘Borjes’. This is in fact a station in Buenos Aires. But of course this is a hat-tip to the author.

This is a quite well-made movie that maintains a tense and creepy mood, is mostly believable (for those who never attended a topology course). It invokes science as a groundwork to make a mystical, fantastical plot. It may not be very hard science fiction, because it veers out of the realm of physical possibility. (But the movie explicitly denies that we know what that is!)


Mars Attacks!

1996 Tim Burton Productions

+ space invasion spoof

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directed Tim Burton
produced Tim Burton
Larry J. Franco
based on Topps’
Mars Attacks
wrote Jonathan Gems
Jack Nicholson as President James Dale
and Art Land
Glenn Close as 1st Lady Marsha Dale
Annette Bening as Barbara Land
Danny DeVito rude gambler
Martin Short as Press Sec. Jerry Ross
Pam Grier as Louise Williams
Sarah Jessica Parker as Nathalie Lake
Michael J. Fox as Jason Stone
Rod Steiger as Gen. Decker
Lukas Haas as Richie Norris
Natalie Portman as Taffie Dale
Janice Rivera as Cindy
Ray J as Cedric
Brandon Hammond as Neville
Lisa Marie Smith as Martian girl
Sylvia Sidney as Florence Norris
Tom Jones as himself
Jack Black as Billy-Glenn Norris
Paul Winfield as Gen. Casey
Joe Don Baker as Glenn Norris
O-Lan Jones as Sue Ann Norris
Christina Applegate as Sharona
Brian Haley as Mitch
Jerzy Skolimowski as Dr. Ziegler
Timi Prulhiere tour guide
Barbet Schroeder as French President
Chi Hoang Cai as Mr. Lee
Tommy Bush hillbilly
Joseph Maher decorator

Vehicles: flying saucers. Metallic with a spherical middle section, spinning, gyrating, menacing.

Aliens: Martians, skinny little brutes whose heads are all brains, skulls and little red eyeballs, whose language possesses subtleties beyond the comprehension of humans, and whose motivations, if inscrutable, are plentiful.

Weapons: besides the heat rays carried by the saucers, individual Martians wield rifles that look very much like kid’s ray guns, but which turn people into skeletons, and pistols that work likewise. The skeletons are color-coded according to the color of the ray that renders them. A giant attack robot driven by a single Martian. Oh, and there was a big pointy ray thing the Martians were pointing at grandma…

Gadgets: the Martians like to experiment on Earth life, and have a lab full of scary looking equipment for doing so. The Martian girl carries an eyeball on her ring. The Martians defend themselves with an atomic-explosion-sucking power-hitter.

After I watched this movie the second time, I was reminded again of what an utter waste of time Independence Day was. It and any other aliens-destroying-Earth have to measure themselves against this colossus of mad otherworldly mayhem.

For a heapin’ helpin’ of green alien brains, pull in to a theater near you, and get a load of this. If you have an itch for exploding monuments, this is your scratcher. If you just know they’re up to no good, here is your proof! if you would pay to witness much of the gentry of 1990s Hollywood being vaporized, squashed, burned up, and inhumanly experimented upon, drop your dime here. If you’ve prayed for the voice of Slim Whitman to save the world, and the music of Tom Jones to be its healing force, this is your movie!

And if you think things could never really get weird, consider the opening scene, showing the World Trade Center dominating the Manhattan skyline!

Is it funny, though? Errr, not very. I’m afraid Burton had his hands full, cramming the script with Hollywood elites. Even actors who made careers being funny (Black, Short, DeVito, Fox) just aren’t given any room to work. Laughs must come from elsewhere; mostly, they come at the expense of old sci-fi movies.

There are lots and lots of characters that should have gone somewhere, but just couldn’t.

The one thing that Burton really treats with respect is Ray Harryhausen’s lovely creations of The Attack of the Flying Saucers.

The best joke is the sheer look of the thing. That is masterful.

“Ack” “Ack!” “Ack Ack Ack Ack Ack Ack Ack Ack!”


Men in Black

1997 Amblin Entertainment, Parkes/MacDonald Productions

++ aliens as aliens spoof

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directed Barry Sonnenfeld
screenplay Ed Solomon
story Ed Solomon
produced Walter F. Parkes
Laurie MacDonald
based on Lowell Cunningham’s
The Men in Black
cinematography Don Peterman
music Danny Elfman
Tommy Lee Jones as Agent K
Will Smith as Agent J /
James Darrell Edwards III
Rip Torn as Chief Zed
Linda Fiorentino as Dr. Laurel Weaver
Vincent D’Onofrio as Edgar /
the bug
Siobhan Fallon Hogan as Beatrice
Mike Nussbaum as Rosenberg
Carel Struycken as an Arquillian
Tony Shalhoub as Jack Jeebs
Richard Hamilton as Agent D

Vehicles:

Aliens: everywhere, taking all our jobs.

Weapons:

Gadgets:

It pokes fun at sci-fi, and at American society, in places that nobody has poked before. (Take tabloid news, for example.) So many great lines, delivered with strictly governmental straight faces.

There’s so much good about this movie, all the characters are so rich. My favorite is Beatrice — she’s not supposed to be an alien, but she’s almost as weird as any of them. But Edgar, golly.

As of this writing, three sequels have appeared.


Contact

1997 South Side Amusement Company

++ aliens make contact; rationality prevails

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directed Robert Zemeckis
produced Robert Zemeckis,
Steve Starkey
exec. producers Joan Bradshaw,
Linda Obst
co-producers Carl Sagan,
Ann Druyan
based on novelby Carl Sagan
based on storyby Carl Sagan,
Ann Druyan
screenplay James V. Hart,
Michael Goldenberg
dir. photo. Don Burgess
music Alan Silvestri
sr. visual effects supv. Ken Ralston
Jodie Fosteras Ellie Arroway
Matthew McConaugheyas Palmer Joss
James Woodsas Michael Kitz
John Hurtas S.R. Hadden
Tom Skerrittas David Drumlin
William Fichtneras Kent
David Morseas Ted Arroway
Angela Bassettas Rachel Constantine
Geoffrey Blakeas Fisher
Maximilian Martinias Willie
Rob Loweas Richard Rank
Jake Buseyas Joseph
Jena Maloneyoung Ellie
Tucker Smallwoodmission director

This was the final project of the famous astrophysicist Carl Sagan. It touches on many of his favorite topics, including

technical projects
ham radio operators, Arecibo radio telescope, SETI project, VLA radio telescope
academic and political
working scientists vs those climbing for prestige, counterproductive government actions
science and religion
different religious reactions to science

Aliens: do not appear directly. The message is completely positive.

Vehicles: CGI VTOL aircraft, a floating headquarters, the Mir station.

Gadgets: the best, biggest is the transporter (or whatever it is) whose plans the aliens send. It’s big, it’s strange, it’s scary. The sense of scale isn’t badly done.

After scientists publicize the detection of an alien signal, the hoy-poloi go nuts, culminating in a massive party of flaky persons. My favorite was the one selling “UFO Abduction Insurance”.

The dialog has lots of talk about wormholes, or something. The alien talks about it a little, to say that it had been built “millions of years before we got here.”

The movie isn’t so much about the aliens. It’s about the protagonist’s search for something, a connection. Thus, the title.

And it’s about science as a human activity, about the social difficulties that really face science, about the personal difficulties that really affect scientists.

A tentative complaint is that the many side-stories and characters clutter the plot. On the other hand, each of them lends something to the main story of the protagonist’s drive through many obstacles.

The romance angle is quite sweet, if only a small side-story. It also functions to present a resolution of the stress between science and religion.


The Fifth Element

1997 Gaumant

+ future space action

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story Luc Besson
directed Luc Besson
screenplay Luc Besson
Robert Mark Kamen
produced Patrice Ledoux
music Eric Serra
costumes Jean-Paul Gaultier
special effects Mark Stetson
dir. phot. Thierry Arbogast
Bruce Willis as Korben Dallas
Gary Oldman as Jean-Baptiste Emanuel Zorg
Ian Holm as Father Vito Cornelius
Mlla Jovovich as Leeloo
Chris Tucker as DJ Ruby Rhod
Luke Perry as Billy
Maïween Le Besco as Diva Plavalaguna

Date: (of some scenes) 1914, (others) 2214

Vehicles:
Mondoshawn spacecraft, very odd looking, seen landing in Egypt.
Earth battleship
flying cars, flying Chinese take-in restaurant,
Mangalore fighters,
Zorg’s personal spaceship,
Flohston Paradise resort ship
Aliens:
Mondoshawn — benevolent and philosophical, and they really mean it. Seen only in very odd, eerie, ungainly space suits. These are among the stranger aliens I’ve ever seen.
Mangalore — Only warriors are shown, having big fish-like mouths and sheep-like ears. Kinda cute, in a brutal, muppety way. Have ability to appear as humans.
Diva Plavalaguna — a singer of unnamed alien species, somewhat humanoid female (?), good singing voice.
Picasso — a pet mole-thing with elephant’s trunk.
Weapons:
Ray guns everywhere.
Dallas prefers a conventional handgun, but he’ll work with whatever he’s got.
But Zorg’s ZF-1 beats all (his sales pitch for it is at least as good as the weapon itself).
Gadgets:
Tissue-reconstruction table rebuilds body from small fragment.

The cast is just amazing, every major performance is a knockout. For visual style and color, for texture, few sci-fi movies beat this one.

Loaded with little visual jokes and nuances. And then, Corben’s unfortunate relationship with his mother — oh dear, and his smoking habit.

For transport into a strange futuristic world, this is the ticket.

It’s imperfect. The plot goes flat about halfway through, devolving into endless fight and chase scenes. There are cute moments, but way too many less-cute ones. Editing would have improved the plot greatly. And it’s pretty clear that the editors cut important scenes — the script leaves many interesting things frustratingly or confusingly undeveloped.

The overall plot held several good ideas, and others that just didn’t work out. The worst is the super-evil entity that just isn’t all that scary, which badly detracts from its nick-of-time defeat (although the means of its defeat is very cute). Again, a good editor would have proved useful.

These are all relative judgments, though: the worst parts are better than the best parts of the average sci-fi movie. There’s so much wildness, so much fun, and even the formulaic parts are superbly done.

”Time is not important. Only life is important.”

—A Mondoshawn, just before he himself ran out of time and life.


Abre los ojos

1997 Sogecine

++ paranoid delusion / future medicine

color

Spanish

produced José Luis Cuerda
directed Alejandro Amenábar
photography Hans Burmann
wrote Alejandro Amenábar,
Mateo Gil
Eduardo Noriega as César
Penélope Cruz as Sofía
Chete Lera as Antonio
Fele Martínez as Pelayo
Najwa Nimri as Nuria
Gerard Barray as Duvernois

Date: (of some scenes) 2145

A paranoid cycle of scenes around the main character César, where he is alternately young and handsome with beautiful friends and a beautiful girl, or in a situation where he gets in with a psychopath and is terribly disfigured, or a confusion of scenes involving a cryogenic “life extension” service.

Something isn’t reality. But what?

This story was re-done in English in 2001 as Vanilla Sky.


Gattaca

1997 Jersey Films

++ future of genetic perfection

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directed Andrew Niccol
wrote Andrew Niccol
produced Danny DeVito
Michael Shamberg
Stacey Sher
Gail Lyon
Ethan Hawke as Vincent
Uma Thurman as Irene
Gore Vidal as Dir. Josef
Xander Berkeley as Lamar
Jayne Brook as Marie
Tony Shalhoub as German
Elias Koteas as Antonio
Ernest Borgnine as Caesar
Jude Law as Jerome
Alan Arkin as Det. Hugo
Cynthia Martells as Cavendish
Blair Underwood a geneticist
Mason Gamble younger Vincent
Vincent Nielson younger Anton
Chad Christ young Vincent
William Lee Scott young Anton

Date: sometime in the near future

Vehicles: apparently electric cars. There are rockets taking off in the distance, and one view of the interior of the stylized rocket ship, which one boards wearing a suit and tie — we get to see little of the rocket.

Gadgets: lots for determining a person’s genetic identity, and lots more for confounding those.

The settings are all classy and gorgeous and spotless, and succeed in portraying a highly ordered society. Even the gritty back alleys are tidy. Overall, it’s a pretty movie, although it’s like seeing everything through a gold-and-blue matte. The cars take their style from classy cars of the ’50s, the clothes look like the ’30s, the architecture is solidly brutalist, but the look of the electronics is strictly ’90s.

The sci-fi is that of a future in which parents can tailor their children’s genes, to avoid common diseases, and to make them genetically superior. To make them “valid”. A person’s worth in this near future is determined by their genetics. (The only place this becomes visible is in the case of a pianist.) The “valids” assume they’re entitled, and the “invalids” want more than their assumed lot.

The entitlement here is that the protagonist wants to be an astronaut, to go to Saturn’s moon Titan, to find out what’s under its clouds.

Of course, while the technology isn’t an impossibility, this could as well be a story of racism or class-based society (or sexism, for that matter, although they really don’t take that on).

The acting is top-notch, and the story is very good too, a question of who’s fooling who, besides detective whodunnit.


The Truman Show

1998 Paramount

++ your world isn’t what you think

color

directed Peter Weir
wrote Andrew Niccol
produced Scott Rudin,
Andrew Niccol,
Edward S. Feldman,
Adam Schroeder
dir. phot.Peter Biziou
music Burkhard Dallwitz
visual effects Michael J. McAlister
Jim Carrey as Truman Burbank
Laura Linney as Meryl
Noah Emmerich as Marlon
Natascha McElhone as Lauren/Sylvia
Holland Taylor as Truman’s mom
Brian Delate as Truman’s dad
Una Damon as Chloe
Paul Giamatti ctrl. room dir. #1
Philip Baker Hal network exec.
Peter Krause as Lawrence
John Pleshette
Heidi Schanz as Vivien
Harry Schearer as Mike Michaelson
Blair Slater young Truman
Ed Harris as Christof

We find out straightaway that Truman has been his whole life the unwitting star of a TV show. The TV network has engineered every detail of his life for the viewing public. Millions of viewers have watched every hour of his life. He has had suspicions for some time, but does not know what is going on.

Is it sci-fi? I’ll argue that it’s social science fiction. To build a world for Truman (even without the sky dome and the fake sun) would be at least an engineering wonder. It’s an extrapolation from the “reality TV” of the ’90s, a possible world based on a technology. It is a social science fantasy that society would really allow a thing like this to happen. So it is a fantasy about a possible world based on technology.

I can’t think of another they’re-watching-me movie, whose theme has a scope like this.

There are several remarkable performances here: The townspeople, in their earnest falseness. Harris as the creator and prophet of the project is absolutely believable. And Carrey is the perfect hapless guy in between, groomed for life for the TV camera.


Dark City

1998 Mystery Clock Cinema

+ paranoid social whodunit thriller

color

directed Alex Proyas
story Alex Proyas
produced Andrew Mason,
Alex Proyas
screenplay Alex Proyas
Lem Dobbs
David S. Goyer
Rufus Sewell as John Murdoch
Keefer Sullivan as Dr. Daniel. P. Schreber
William Hurt as Insp. Frank Bumstead
Jennifer Connely as Emma Murdoch
Richard O’Brien as Mr. Hand
Ian Richardson as Mr. Book
Bruce Spence as Mr. Wall

The title reflects the mood and tone, as well as the shade of the movie. The cinematography and story are a lot of fun. There are styles and artifacts of the ’30s, ’40s and ’50s, with some aspects that are quite Edwardian.

Aliens (or whatever)— strangers, bald guys in long black rubber coats that act real creepy and have glowy multi-legged creatures in their skulls. They “tune” the city nightly as the people sleep, manufacturing the coming day, giving people new memories, re-dressing them and placing them in new surroundings. They can levitate, and sometimes transform objects — but much of the transformation is very hands-on: at assembly lines making props for the next day’s show.

Gadgets — Strangers sometimes travel standing on scooters. But the main gadget is the city itself. As it is “tuned”: whole buildings twist into the sky.

Sullivan’s character is breathlessly oddly paced — he must have taken lessons from William Hurt, who plays his own part relatively straight and personal.

Main complaints: the script explains rather more than really necessary, and… modern superheroics bore me. You’d think somebody would invent something new.

“Nothing like a little healthy paranoia.”
“Don’t talk to strangers.”

Parables:
Boy meets girl who isn’t really his wife, gives everybody new memories, meets same girl.
What makes us human is in some organ other than our brain.


The Matrix

1999 Village Roadshow Pictures, Groucho II Film Partnership, Silver Pictures

OK alternate-reality kung fu shoot-em-up fashion show

color

directed, wrote The Wachowski Brothers
produced Joel Silver
music Don Davis
cinematography Bill Pope

Note: the “The Wachowski Brothers” are now sisters, Lana and Lilly.

Keanu Reeves as Neo /
Thomas A. Anderson
Laurence Fishburne as Morpheus
Carrie-Anne Moss as Trinity
Hugo Weaving agent Smith
Joe Pantoliano as Cypher
Julian Arahanga as Apoc
Anthony Ray Parker as Dozer
Marcus Chong as Tank
Matt Doran as Mouse
Gloria Foster the Oracle
Belinda McClory as Switch
Paul Goddard agent Brown
Robert Taylor agent Jones
Ada Nicodemou as DuJour

Different people like different things. To each their own, certainly! I concede that they put a lot of fancy effects into it, and picked a pretty boy to play the part, and pumped up the hero doll. Evidently, most people liked it. And it is essentially a science fiction movie. But I did not like it. Watching it again to review it was a chore.

Premise: Humanity gave birth to AI, which got troublesome. We “scorched the sky” to cut the power to the AI (this is never depicted). The machines used the power produced by human bodies, plus some fusion power (?) for themselves. (I’m goin’ “ummmm”…) Morphius says: “The Matrix is a computer-generated dream world built… in order to change a human being into this:”, and he holds up a DuraCell CopperTop C Cell Alkaline battery. (This is where I lost it.)

But it gets better: he’s going to beat the machines because his virtual kung fu is better than their kung fu.

It’s a special effects bonanza!

The scenes of the “real world” with the machines caring for the incubated humans is pretty scary and cool.

Some effects made popular in this movie have become staples in the fantasy movie world:

The lady ducks behind a wall so fast the air whooshes. And of course, the swooshing is a long-time staple of martial arts movie. The whoosh sound is just one of many prods this movie uses to alert the inattentive viewer that something exciting is happening. There is an awful lot of swoosh in this movie. Cuz they expect the audience may have failed to notice that the action was exciting. Oh well, brainy, it was never.

We get to imagine what it would be like shooting everybody, at will, innocent or bad alike with limitless rounds from automatic weapons! Because we’re the good guys, and they’re all just computer programs anyway or something! And cuz, isn’t that what every American kid dreams of anyway? Bloody mayhem?

Ohmygolly it’s got spoon bending apprentices. Uri Geller taught us well, Grasshopper!

Is he the One? Yes, he’s the One. No, he ain’t the One. Yes, he is the One. And score yet another messianic role for Reeves!

The Oracle, to Reeves:

“You’re cuter than I thought!”

This movie has a sci-fi idea as its main premise, and it was very popular, and some production values are good. But the story is a mess of formula, the characters are cartoonish, and for all the fancy effects, the action is all familiar.

It’s a sunglasses and black coats fashion runway. It’s a sci-fi kung fu style show. It’s not my cup of coffee cola tea.

Just don’t think about it too much — the writers didn’t.

Parables:

“He may look like a really cute mild-mannered office worker, but really, he’s got a second life as a super-hacker!”

“Actually, he has an even seconder life: he’s the alpha male!”

“The alpha male ducks bullets, and makes it look good.”

“The alpha male’s pals aren’t all so lucky, stupid!”

“The alpha male looks great in designer sunglasses.”

“The alpha male gets revenge kick-ass, and looks glorious doing it.”

“The alpha male gets the girl.”

“The alpha male is The One, after all.”

“Audiences love the alpha male.”


The Iron Giant

1999 Warner Brothers Feature Entertainment

++ robot from space, animated

cartoon

directed Brad Bird
produced Allison Abbate,
Des McAnuff
screenplay Tim McCanlies
screen story Brad Bird
based on Ted Hughes’
The Iron Man
Jennifer Aniston as Annie Hughes
Harry Connick, Jr. as Dean McCoppen
Vin Diesel the Iron Giant
James Gammon foreman Marv Loach,
and Floyd Turbeaux
Cloris Leachman as Mrs. Tensedge
Christopher MacDonald as Kent Mansley
John Mahoney as Gen. Rogard
Eli Marienthal as Hogarth Hughes
M. Emmet Walsh as Earl Stutz

Date/Place: 1957 / Rockwell, Maine

Robot: He came from space, but has lost the memory. He doesn’t handle electricity well, and becomes self-aware. Evidently he was intended as a weapon, but he decides he’s “not a gun”.

Gadgets: Sputnik 1, F-86 Sabres, Polaris missile (an anachronism: these weren’t deployed until 1961, several years after Sputnik 1).

The cartooning is just gorgeous, and the writing and characterizations are totally fun and kind of brilliant.

The script pokes a lot of fun of cold-war and space race nuttiness, and 1950s sci-fi monster movies.

There is a nod to Bambi.

The G-man is from the “Bureau of Unexplained Phenomena”.

“Frankly, I’m not at liberty to reveal the particular agency that I work for, and all that that implies.”


Being John Malkovich

1999 Gramercy Pictures, Propaganda Films, Single Cell Pictures

++ surreal mind-transfer comedy

color

directed Spike Jonze
wrote Charlie Kaufman
produced Michael Stipe,
Sandy Stern,
Steve Golin,
Vincent Landay
dir. photo. Lance Acord
music Carter Burwell
puppeteer Phillip Huber
John Cusack as Craig Schwartz
Cameron Diaz as Lotte Schwartz
Catherine Keener as Maxine
Orson Bean as Dr. Lester
Mary Kay Place as Floris
W. Earl Brown 1st J.M. Inc customer
Carlos Jacott as Larry
Willie Garson guy in restaurant
Byrne Piven as Capt. Mertin
Gregory Sporleder drunk at bar
Charlie Sheen himself
John Malkovich himself
Ned Bellamy as Derek Mantini
Eric Weinstein father
Madison Lanc daughter
Octavia L. Spenser elevator woman
K. K. Dodds as Wendy
Reggie Hayes as Don
Judith Wetzell tiny woman
Kevin Carroll cab driver
Gerald Emerick sad man in line
Bill M. Ryusaki as Mr. Hiroshi
James Murray student puppeteer
Richard Fancy as Johnson Heyward
Patti Tippo Malkovich’s mom
Daniel Hansen boy Malkovich
Mariah O’Brien creeped out girl
Kelley Teacher as Emily

Our hero is a gifted puppeteer — what are the chances he’ll find a puppeteer job? Wait till you see the job he finds.

Although he’s a puppeteer, his colleagues are way weirder than he is.

And he summarizes his art as the desire to get into other people’s skin.

Now — is this going to end well?

Is it science fiction? He calls it a “portal”, but he also says it’s kind of supernatural. Later, the script sort of explains it, like there’s a technique. So I’m torn. You could call it “psychological science fiction” — if you’ll accept psychology as a science. Well, if this showed up in a science fiction anthology, I wouldn’t have batted an eye (after batting an eye a few times about the story itself).

The only thing in the movie that rubs me wrong is the romantic relationships. I don’t buy any of them. They’re only props for the story anyway.

Otherwise: Bwa ha ha ha ha!


Galaxy Quest

1999 DreamWorks Pictures, Gran Via Productions

++ space TV show spoof

color

directed Dean Parisot
produced Mark Johnson,
Charles Newirth
wrote David Howard,
Robert Gordon
music David Newman
cinematography Jerzy Zielinski
editing Don Zimmerman
The actors
Tim Allen as Jason Nesmith as Cmdr. Peter Quincy Taggart
Sigourney Weaver as Gwen DeMarco as Lt. Tawny Madison
Alan Rickman as Alexander Dane as Dr. Lazarus
Tony Shalhoub as Fred Kwan as Tech Sgt. Chen
Sam Rockwell as Guy Fleegman as Chief “Roc” Ingersol
The Thermians
Enrico Colantoni as Mathesar
Missi Pyle as Laliari
Patrick Breen as Quellek
Jed Rees as Teb
Samuel Lloyd as Neru
The Fatu-Krey
Robin Sachs as Gen. Roth’h’ar Sarris
Wayne Péré as Lathe
The kids
Justin Long as Brandon
Jeremy Howard as Kyle
Kaitlin Cullum as Katelyn
Jonathan Feyer as Hollister

It’s a sci-fi story inside a drama about a sci-fi story. But it’s got everything:

aliens:

Vehicles:

Gadgets:

Premise: there really are aliens flying around in space, and that the actors really interact with them. However, the aliens have mistaken the actors, and their television world, for a historical reality.

The notion that an alien race might have no concept of untruthfulness — especially the untruthfulness of theater — isn’t an everyday idea, and I think the script deals pretty well with the egos of aliens who have a very different world view.

The primary aim of the fun is of course the Star Trek franchise, but while many aspects of the story bear a resemblance to Star Trek, they took care to change every detail. The thing about shirts, though: it is a notable fact of the original Star Trek series that the captain did lose his shirt a lot, and also, that crew members wearing red shirts became gratuitous victims in many episodes. This just begs for parody!

A comedy is naturally going to address social issues, and this one plays with everything: gender roles, obsession, depression, and alcoholism.

It pokes some fun at the usual but very dubious notion of romance between beings alien to one another, and the common super-evil character. This on top of the usual sci-fi theme of war between worlds in space, which is just background.

(I want to defend Star Trek here, on one point. Although the incorrigibly super-evil enemy is common to a lot of sci-fi movies, it was unusual in Star Trek scripts, where the enemy was typically complex. That, for me, was one of its charms.)

It pokes special fun at the phenomenon of “Trekkies”, who revel in their divestiture from real life for a television show make-believe. I suppose I could complain that it encourages self-destructive behavior, because in the end, the most deluded Trekkies are “right”. But who cares?

The Thermians are wonderful: Mathesar’s speech patterns, and the crazed portrayal of Laliari (who I thought was at her best when her translator was broken). Their quadrupedal gait was just precious. And it is their stupendously naive world view that provides the premise.

The actors playing the actors do wonderful jobs. Everybody liked Sigourney Weaver’s portrayal of the actress who seethes about not being taken seriously, but who can’t help but pose all teeth and bosom whenever a camera points at her. I particularly liked Fred, who, in contrast to the others, fit so effortlessly into the alien world — until he has to take personal responsibility.

The special effects were absolute top-notch, in some ways better than anything from the Star Trek franchise, and often just beautiful. For instance, to show the buffeting of the ship by mines or attacks, the entire bridge set was really moved, so, unlike in the main target of the spoof, there was nothing to suggest that the actors were throwing themselves around.

My DVD has an option for Thermian language audio!