Matt Eckert: Josh Peck
Robert Kitner: Josh Hutcherson
Toni Walsh: Adrianne Palicki
Erica Martin: Isabel Lucas
Daryl Jenkins: Conner Cruise
Tom Eckert: Brett Cullen
Captain Cho: Will Yun Lee
Tanner: Jeffrey Dean Morgan
FilmDistrict presents a film
directed by Dan Bradley. Written by Carl Ellsworth and Jeremy Passmore. Based
on the 1984 screenplay by Kevin Reynolds and John Milius. Running time: 94 min.
Rated PG-13 (for sequences of intense action and violence, and for language).
I was a teenager when the
original “Red Dawn” was released in 1984. It was a big deal. “Red Dawn” was the
first movie ever released with a PG-13 rating. Glasnost was not yet visible on
the horizon of The Cold War. The early 80’s brought a great movement against
nuclear war with many movies about the devastating effects it would have on
life as we know it. It was a novel idea to think that we might actually participate
in conventional warfare. And, not only was I a peer of those teenagers that
were depicted fighting against a Russian invasion of mainland America, I was
also “an American, Damnit!” and we just weren’t going to stand for it!
The movie was a great
success with my friends and me. It was a perfect envisioning of the fantasy
combat we had imagined ourselves engaging in to save our country. It was a
deeply satisfying experience… at the time. Years later, I revisited the film. I
found it was barely watchable. It was awful, so full of false patriotic
posturing, bad acting, and worse writing. It stands as a great example of how
our memory of a thing can be much better than the actual thing.
Now, comes the remake, after
more than twenty-five years have passed. The Cold War is a memory of another
generation in that area of the textbook that will never be reached by the end
of the school year. The world has
changed, and yet it’s possible the story of an onshore invasion of this country
could be lent relevance yet again. Alas the filmmaker’s memories of the
original are really just about hometown kids wielding guns against an enemy which
doesn’t matter as much as the fighting spirit of American high school football
players. There is no global relevance to be found. No statement to be made
about America’s place in the world or its diminished world image. The dialogue
isn’t as clichéd and hackneyed, but there’s absolutely no substance beneath the
thin surface of this story that mimics the gestures of the original and fails
to see any point.
The action is better.
Directed by former stunt coordinator Dan Bradley as his feature debut, it seems
as if nobody told him that important plot details can be contained in the
dialogue of the script in scenes that aren’t filled with action. I believe he
threw those scenes out. It’s a director’s prerogative, I suppose. It keeps that
ghastly running time down, so there’s no risk of being compared to some shlub
of a director, like Peter Jackson or Steven Spielberg. But let me tell you what
he did keep in.
After an impressive opening
credits sequence where we discover through a series of carefully edited news
reports that make it look as if real politicians and world leaders are
confirming the events that are about to be depicted as plausible, we settle
into an evening of Friday night lights in Spokane, Washington, as if the high
school football scene were just as intense there as it is in Texas. We meet a
bunch of kids that will obviously be our heroes. One is a U.S. Marine on leave
from Iraq. His dad looks like the police chief, but I don’t think he is. His
brother is the quarterback of the football team, whose selfish play costs the
team a chance at the playoffs. There are a couple of kids from the tech
department; they’ll come in handy later and might even provide some comic
relief with their inability to behave like men at first, but they’ll prove
themselves. There’s the girlfriend of the quarterback, “she’s a fighter.” And,
there’s the incredibly good looking chick who supposedly was too much of a
goofball for the older brother to notice when he was in high school, but now
she’s the most attractive and put together babe in town. Good thing she’s still
crushing on the hero.
Now, I make fun of these
clichés, but they are not what are wrong with this movie. During the party
after the game the lights go out. Everyone heads home and the next morning they
wake up to North Koreans parachuting into town and planes crashing into the
neighbors’ house. I’m not sure what supposedly shot the plane down since they
make a point that the American counter attack was totally neutralized by a
device that seems kind of like a massive EMP, but not quite. Its purpose and
effects are a little foggy, most likely for the convenience of the plot. In
fact, very little of what the North Koreans are doing is explained at all. They
seem to separate the Americans into three different groups—prisoners, who they
cart around town for in school buses for no apparent reason; collaborators, who
conveniently wear SS style uniforms for everyone to know who not to trust; and
apparently free citizens, who go about working their jobs as if nothing has
happened in businesses that shouldn’t have any sort of power or communication
devices because of the EMP thingy.
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