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Shaft

***

Rated on a 4-star scale
Screening venue: Odeon (Manchester City Centre)
Released in the UK by UIP on September 15, 2000; certificate 18; 99 minutes; country of origin USA; aspect ratio 2.35:1

Directed by John Singleton; produced by Scott Rudin, John Singleton. Written by Richard Price, Shane Salerno, John Singleton; from a story by Shane Salerno, John Singleton; based on the novel by Ernest Tidyman and the motion picture "Shaft" (1971). Photographed by Donald E. Thorin; edited by John Bloom, Antonia Van Drimmelen.

CAST.....
Samuel L. Jackson..... John Shaft
Christian Bale..... Walter Wade Jr
Toni Collette..... Diane Palmieri
Vanessa Williams..... Carmen Vasquez
Jeffrey Wright..... Peoples Hernandez
Busta Rhymes..... Rasaan
Jack Hedaya..... Jack Roselli
Richard Roundtree..... Uncle John Shaft


Gordon Parks's 1971 movie "Shaft" gave us the first memorable black private eye, and although it contains its fair share of cheesy scenes, that one fact will ensure its place in cinema history. It also had an Oscar-winning theme song by Isaac Hayes that still excites nightclub patrons today, and a hero played by Richard Roundtree as someone with effortless cool. His John Shaft strutted all like he didn't give a damn, looking sharp in a dark polo neck and long leather coat, with a terse voice that spoke no nonsense. "Where the hell you goin', Shaft?" a white cop asks him at the start of the 1971 picture. "I'm gonna get laid," he replies. "Where the hell YOU goin'? Hahaha!"

Of course, all genuine cool is effortless. It's not something you can put on -- if you try, you look ridiculous. That's why I wasn't looking forward to director John Singleton's remake of "Shaft" -- its trailers made it look like a forced exercise in hero worship. Ominous stories leaked out during production: Singleton was reportedly acting like a jerk on set, entertaining lady friends in his trailer, and leaving producer Scott Rudin to direct several scenes. There are also allegations that star Samuel L. Jackson ordered rewrites on areas of Richard Price's script because "I refuse to speak that white man's dialogue!"

Basically, I thought "Shaft 2000", as we shall call it to distinguish it from the original, was a stupid idea. Indeed it's a stupid movie. Samuel L. Jackson as the new John Shaft does try too hard to be cool, and does end up looking ridiculous -- for bravado he literally throws his badge at a judge in disgust, he wears tight dark clothes that don't look like things he'd have bought, and his one-liners include such gems as "It's my duty to please your booty!" But you know what? It's corny fun.

"Shaft 2000" is not actually a remake of the original, as publicity would lead us to believe; it's not even a descendant, really, but more of a bizarrely entertaining thing unto itself which for no apparent reason borrows the "Shaft" title and theme song, features cameos by Parks and Roundtree, and throws in the occasional scrap of blaxploitation iconography. This time Shaft is a cop who quits his job to illegally chase a racist killer (Christian Bale) who has enough money to delay or even evade the justice system. The hero also needs to track down a witness who can put Bale behind bars (Toni Collette).

The evil of the Bale character is outrageous -- he's a dead-eyed preppie snot who bludgeons a black stranger to death just for the hell of it, then smugly cackles whenever the subject is brought up. Shaft's heroics are equally unbelievable -- this guy's a warrior who'll "do anything for the brother-man". The film is fascistic and amoral in the way we're invited to cheer Shaft on -- he makes more of a mess than any of New York City's criminals, causing the deaths of about fifty cops, crooks and bystanders, all for the purpose of catching one man. And in the last scene an act by the victim's mother reveals that none of it was necessary at all.

But "Shaft 2000" is enjoyable on the level of cartoon silliness. Shaft runs delightful circles around his enemies with crafty manipulation, the action scenes are elaborate moments of nonstop violent excess, and could Singleton have done anything more amusingly obvious than making all but one of the villains white and Hispanic?

COPYRIGHT© 2000 Ian Waldron-Mantgani


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