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- Movie Review: Land of the Lost
- Rating: PG-13
- Running Time: 1 hr. & 33 mins.
- Starring: Will Ferrell, Danny McBride, Anna Friel, Jorma Taccone and John Boylan
- Written By: Chris Henchy, Dennis McNicholas
- Directed By: Brad Silberling
- Distributor: Universal Pictures
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LAND OF THE LOST
This Lost Expedition's Just a Little Too Routine By
Rob Vaux
June 04, 2009
The question of Land of the Lost's commitment to the source material quickly becomes irrelevant. It lacks sufficient strength of purpose to be either faithful or unfaithful to anything. This is the sort of film that exemplifies Hollywood's sausage factory ethos: assembled from disparate parts that can be mixed and matched in any conceivable way and still turn out the same basic product. It's a ostensibly a comedy because it stars Will Ferrell, but swap him out for say, Mark Wahlberg, and suddenly you have a serious family adventure without effectively altering a thing.
That versatility makes for easy filmmaking but an exceptionally bland final product. The cult children's TV show on which it is based merely serves as fodder for name recognition, and while it includes all the same elements--dinosaurs, Sleestak, a plucky simian sidekick named Chaka (Jorma Taccone)--it uses them only as an excuse to foist empty special effects on the screen.
The basic scenario remains the same, though the players exist here in name only. Discredited "quantum paleontologist" Rick Marshall (Ferrell) has a theory about time warps which no one believes. Inspired by plucky grad student Holly Cantrell (Anna Friel) he undertakes an experiment at a New Mexican roadside attraction run by skeevy redneck Will Stanton (Danny McBride). His theory proves correct and the trio are sucked into an alternate universe, there to spend the remainder of the film being chased by a T. rex named Grumpy and the aforementioned lizard-like Sleestak.
Admittedly, it's tough to fault Land of the Lost for not taking any of it seriously. The TV show was pretty darn goofy, despite its earnest charms, and Farrell certainly has the right to poke fun at it. But the film goes about its task with such a feckless lack of enthusiasm that its overall intentions fail to matter. The jokes are utterly generic, centered around Marshall's puffed-up attempts to assert his authority and crude gags of the fondled breasts and dinosaur poop variety. The particulars of the parallel universe itself seem almost an afterthought: something pretty to toss up on the screen so that Ferrell doesn't have to perform to a brick wall. CGI gives a boost to the craptacular effects of the TV show, and the script trundles out a perfunctory nod to the theme song, but there's very little heart in any of it.
Indeed the film's slipshod assembly suggests nothing more than generic pieces stapled together, an event film by committee whose components were altered and adjusted until nothing remained but empty shells. The bland, generic tone sabotages the film both as an adventure and as a comedy, failing to lend it suitable energy for either. Which is truly a pity. Whatever its flaws, the original series was certainly one-of-a-kind, with a unique world to explore and concepts which, in the right hands, might have become fascinating popcorn fun. Director Brad Silberling has a deft touch with alternate realities--witness his gleeful take on A Series of Unfortunate Events--and might have brought this one to life much more readily than he does here. The shots of ice cream trucks, motel swimming pools and similar chunks of our world scattered about an alien landscape possess a lovely sense of the surreal, and the comically slow-moving Sleestak could easily make for great adversaries.
As it is, however, no one felt the need for anything more than a by-the-numbers effort… least of all series creator Sid and Marty Krofft, who serve as producers here and clearly didn't have any compunctions about selling out for a paycheck. If they don't care, then it becomes more difficult for us as an audience to muster much interest in it either. Land of the Lost probably won't kill you, and Ferrell's a skilled enough comedian to produce the odd chuckle or two, but the material here needed more care and effort infused into its bones. Otherwise, it bears too much resemblance to the detritus jumbled across its frame: patchwork components trying vainly to form a cohesive whole.
AWwwwww, breast grabs and dino poop jokes...I LOVE IT!!! Why does everything have to be so G*dd*mn cerbral...
So glad I'm not a movie reviewer so I can enjoy movies