Mann's Masterpiece
I'd like to offer this up as my review of the film:
Collateral by Michael Mann, starring Tom Cruise and Jamie Foxx
“Collateral” director Michael Mann, who has only begun to distinguish himself in the past decade as a feature film director with movies like, “Last of the Mohicans”, “Heat”, “The Insider”, and “Ali”, emerges on a completely different level and genre than he’s previously shown. This film is highly stylized looking more like film noir than 21st Century thriller. Mann has hearkened back to the 1940’s where the narrative told the story, only this time minus the voice over. The narrative is a character instead of a faceless voice. The character is an ordinary cabdriver who becomes witness to some extraordinary events because of the main characters driving force that pulls him and us in the action. The cabdriver then becomes the eyes of the audience being forced to witness one violent event after another. At first, like the cabbie, we are shocked by the viciousness and cruelty demonstrated by the assassin. His nature is cold and callous. As the violence escalates, the cab driver slowly looses his innocence gradually eroding his morals and like him, we find ourselves becoming equally affected. While some of the roles are two dimensional, like the FBI agent, there are enough twists and turns to the plot to make the story original and refreshing.
The camera remains close to the cab driver, drawing us into his persona. Mann is not afraid to hold the camera close to the face, juxtaposing his focused face against the faceless passenger in the background. This proximity forces the actor to carry the scene. This can be dangerous for a director that cannot pull the right kind of performance from an actor. Surprisingly, Foxx, known for his comedic abilities, is able to sustain and hold his character throughout most of the film in a way that is as spellbinding as his evil counterpart in the back seat. As Foxx drives the cab playing the “everyman” role, we see how the progress through the night begins to change his views of violence and the violent nature of humanity, until he himself must become violent in order to survive.
The character playing against type is Cruise. As he did in “Vanilla Sky”, Tom Cruise uses his exterior calm to mask an ugliness that constantly brews underneath, like a pot always on the verge of boiling over. Unlike his role in “Last Samurai”, Cruise is not a “pretty boy” inside a costume, but rather a complex character whose explosive nature can be unexpected. Foxx and the audience become witness to another world that exists right under the nose of the ordinary person, a world where violence is the norm. At first we are as shocked as Foxx is and repulsed at how cold Cruise’s character reacts when killing. Later, that helps us in emotionally detaching from Cruise, giving him a cruel and malicious villain’s status.
Strangely at the beginning of the film, we almost want Cruise to succeed with his mission. But by the end, Mann clearly has defined his characters, not in black and white terms, but as what they are: one a contract killer, the other, just a ‘joe’ trying to do his daily job, caught up in the throes of angst. The suspenseful “chase” part at the end seems almost anti-climatic, yet it is the inevitable show down between the conflicting points of view. “One man comes to town and another man perishes,” end of story? Or the whole story?
Some people are comparing this film to “Pulp Fiction” in that both movies are similar in style to film noir. I disagree. This is the movie “Pulp Fiction” should have been and wasn’t. This film has flow, where “Pulp Fiction” can’t decide which direction it wants to take, as it jumps from location to location, storyline to storyline. In “Collateral” the story has a nice flow that takes us from the interior of the garage to the end of the line, literally. In “Collateral” as opposed to “Pulp Fiction”, the “hit man” has a definite persona that is complex and intriguing. In “Pulp Fiction”, the hit men are confusing, and often comical, working against type. The audience is often left guessing what they are all about. Travolta can’t act his way out of a paper bag in that movie. Cruise on the other hand is riveting. His presence on the screen demands he be watched at all times. We can’t take our eyes off him because he is relentless in his pursuit of death. With guns blazing, the final shootout, like those of the old west, really ends the film with a whimper, instead of a bang… fade out.
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