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Gods and Monsters

***1/2

Cinema Releases - March 26, 1999

Rated on a 4-star scale. USA. Written and directed by Bill Condon; based upon the novel "Father of Frankenstein" by Christopher Bram. Starring Ian McKellen, Brendan Fraser, Lynn Redgrave, Lolita Davidovich.


It's 1957, and Mister Jimmy Whale is dying in body and mind. Solitude expedites the deterioration, until he strikes up a conversation with the yardman, and soon has a listener for his stories. Nothing could be more comforting for the old man, who can talk about his life before it ends, and maybe even make sense of it.

This is like the blind man finding the creature in "Bride of Frankenstein", who noted "It's been a long time since anyone came in here -- we shall be friends!" The analogy is not my own, but one made by Bill Condon's "Gods and Monsters", a speculation on Whale's last days, from a novel by Christopher Bram. Whale was the director of the aforementioned horror flick, and had quite a few hits in his day, including the first two "Frankenstein" pictures, as well as "Show Boat" and "The Invisible Man".

When we meet up with him, though, he's a Hollywood nobody. He had a box-office flop, you see, and that, as he tells his friend, simply wasn't allowed. Whale is played by Sir Ian McKellen, and his young gardener pal is named Clayton Boone, in Brendan Fraser's best performance since the underrated "School Ties"(1992).

After being in a lonely shell for years, with nobody but devout Catholic maid Hanna (Lynn Redgrave) to talk to, Whale sees something in Boone which he can't quite explain, but makes him want to confide. Perhaps he reminds the ageing homosexual of an object of desire from his Great War days, who he never got to know well enough. Perhaps the shape of his head, strangely similar to Whale's beloved "Frankenstein" creature, makes Boone seem like a son figure. Perhaps he's attracted to him, or simply sees a goodness in his eyes... whatever it is, Whale needs to tell his life story, and Boone, who feels like his thwarted attempt at becoming a marine made a full life impossible, needs to listen.

So Whale reminisces -- on making movies, on the inhumanity of the trenches, on working class life back in his native Blighty and on heavenly gay pool-parties. The film is edited like a stream of consciousness, and it's about how life flashes before our eyes before we die.

I went along with this style, because it's hypnotic -- the commanding McKellen performance involves us, and then the technical method sweeps us away inside his character's head, the thoughts of which, he laments, are "going off in a hundred different directions". The different directions, in memory form, explore the different facets of life -- tragedy and success, regret and pride, passion and misery -- all wrapped up in devastatingly wry wit.

The screenwriting and directing of Condon, who just won an Oscar for the film, capture this balance strikingly well. The textures and shapes of the past are created with the accuracy of a history book, and yet the film is photographed in fresh, new, gloriously colourful images. The performances of Condon's three leads -- McKellen, Fraser and Redgrave -- also show skilful understanding of the delicate tone.

My only problem with the film is that the realistic scenes and the moments of fantasy are all edited with the same dream-like flow. We cut away to moments of Boone and his buddies in a bar, or in his trailer, and even when Whale isn't in the scene, it's all still put together like the thoughts of a confused man. The result is that when we're not supposed to feel dazzled, we still do, and an oddly incomplete feel sullies the whole enterprise, as if scenes were smudging each other.

Still, I came close to forgiving the movie in a beautiful final scene, where there's a nice attempt to wrap things up, in a humorously moving way. "Gods and Monsters" is a very good film about Tinseltown, and about people -- it may not be ready for its close-up, but as Dr Frankenstein might say... it's alive.

COPYRIGHT© 1999 Ian Waldron-Mantgani


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