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Inspector Gadget

***

Cinema Releases - December 17, 1999

Rated on a 4-star scale. USA. Directed by David Kellogg. Written by Kerry Ehrin and Zak Penn; from a story by Kerry Ehrin and Dana Olsen; based on characters created by Bruno Bianchi, Jean Chalopin and Andy Heyward. Starring Matthew Broderick, Rupert Everett, Joely Fisher, Michelle Trachtenberg, Andy Dick, Cheri Oterii, Michael G. Hagerty, Dabney Coleman.


For dumb entertainment to be fun, it needs to be produced by people who know that it's dumb. People making Hollywood garbage often blunder by taking themselves too seriously -- only last week I reviewed "End of Days", in which Arnold Schwarzenegger battles Satan. I think we all knew that it would be terrible when we saw him on TV talking about its serious themes and moral message.

"Inspector Gadget" is such good trash because it has been directed by David Kellogg, an efficient helmsman who knows exactly why this film is being made. His film is preposterous and lightweight and fun -- as beautifully cheesy as the Saturday morning cartoon that inspired it.

The show was broadcast in the mid-1980s, and follows the adventures of a cop (Matthew Broderick) who is implanted with an assortment of mechanical crime-fighting devices. "Go go gadget chopper," he could shout, and a helicopter propeller would spring out of his hat to whisk him into the sky. "Go go gadget oil-slick," and, well, you get the idea.

Inspector Gadget's arch enemy is Claw, a fiendish millionaire who is forever searching his resources for a scheme that will foil our hero. In the show, we only saw the back of his chair, as he sat behind a desk, watching events on a screen, stroking his cat and barking orders into a microphone. Here, the more involved role is played by Rupert Everett, who hams it up gleefully with bulging eyes and a relentless giggle.

This is not exactly an adaptation of the TV show, but more of an equivalent. The cartoon's spirit -- maximum stupidity with crazy technology -- is replicated with special effects that give the film the visual freedom of a comic book and a funny lead performance by Broderick that shows dopey bemusement at everything that's going on.

"Inspector Gadget" is clearly aware of its own shallowness. In one scene, the tacky reference "You've been watching too many Saturday morning cartoons..." is followed by a pause, as if the director is winking to the audience, or allowing us a moment to groan and roll our eyeballs. Such tactics do not make bad humour good, but they do create a nice frolicsome tone.

None of the usual criticisms of special effects movies apply here. At 87 minutes, it's not too long. Neither the romantic interest nor the kid are annoying, because both are played by lively, pretty performers. The screenplay does not make some clumsy attempt to be plausible, the camera angles are delightfully odd, the visual overkill is appropriate.

And there's nothing unwholesome about the movie. The theme tune at the beginning made me feel like a kid again, and everything that followed was innocent and fanciful enough for me to enjoy. Take your youngsters to see "Inspector Gadget". Avoid "The Rugrats Movie".

COPYRIGHT© 1999 Ian Waldron-Mantgani


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