Fan Rant: Why Neveldine/Taylor are Genre Film Saviors
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In an age ruled by wussy PG-13 horror and sterilized action, the world cried out for a hero. And behold, for it has found one; actually, it has found two. Their names are Mark Neveldine and Brian Taylor -- usually credited as just "Neveldine/Taylor" -- and they have come to rescue us from the gutless, joyless, cynical genre films that seem to top the box-office more and more often with each passing year.
So far, Neveldine/Taylor have but two credits to their name: the deranged Jason Statham actioner Crank, and the screenplay for last weekend's twisted, frightening "medical" thriller Pathology. (Here I must respectfully dissent from my co-blogger Jeffrey M. Anderson's thoughtful negative review of the latter.) They've developed a clear m.o. -- gruesome, over-the-top violence, unhinged sexuality, frenetic plotting, a conscious disregard for plausibility -- and a certain contingent of filmgoers are eating it up with a spoon. I don't blame them: movies that don't pull their punches are pretty rare, and it's easy to love these two simply for having the fortitude to go balls-to-the-wall.
But it is not merely their willingness to make outrageous genre films that makes the arrival of Neveldine/Taylor a Second Coming of sorts. The best part is their determination to make movies that have the courage of their convictions. Crank started with a high concept: the main character is injected with a poison that will kill him if his heart rate drops below a certain point. But instead of resting on the laurels of this premise -- Speed with a human body instead of a bus! -- the movie takes it to its logical conclusion. In a world where it is possible for violent gangsters to inject an enemy with a drug cocktail that makes his heart into a bomb, Neveldine/Taylor ask, what else is possible? The answer turns out to be, among other things, boisterous sidewalk sex to elevate the protagonist's heart rate, as well as a full-on fight scene between characters who are plummeting from a helicopter, followed by a tender cell phone call made before either hits the ground.
Pathology, though not directed by the duo, works the same way. It's a movie about transgression, a nasty modern-day spin on Crime & Punishment, exploring what happens when our best and brightest conclude that the rules don't apply to them. (The story involves a group of hospital residents who kill people in obscure ways and challenge each other to figure out precisely how each victim was offed.) Killing is transgressive enough for most people, and a lesser film would have been content with a series of tepid murder mysteries. But Pathology descends into an orgiastic nightmare of blood, sex and sadism that would make David Cronenberg proud. It has the guts to take its characters -- and us -- places that neither we nor they expected to go. And in doing so, it calls the bluff of filmmakers who want to explore the dark side of human nature but aren't willing to offend viewers' delicate sensibilities.
The most remarkable thing is that though some of this may shock, none of it is done for "shock value." Everything makes sense within the world that Neveldine/Taylor construct, and serves what they're trying to do. Obviously, what they're trying to do is not for everyone. But if, like me, you like your genre flicks to have some edge, some courage, and some ability to surprise, you should get behind these guys. And maybe go support the embattled theatrical release of Pathology this week and (if MGM is lucky) next.
Reader Comments (Page 1 of 1)
4-22-2008 @ 12:37AM
William Goss said...
Can't vouch for Pathology just yet, but going off Crank alone, I second any credit to those few who can pull off warped and wild thrills like these two have to date.
(That's right, I'm still pretty much going off Crank alone, but even that's on its own remarkable level of guilty pleasure.)
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4-22-2008 @ 3:56AM
Vern said...
Well, I appreciate some of the ridiculous ideas in CRANK but that is a terrible, terrible movie. It's the same problem as almost all action movies these days: they couldn't direct a coherent action scene to save their lives. They have something inherently exciting going on, like Statham escaping a hospital on a motorcycle, and then instead of creating an exciting and well staged action sequence they just hit you in the face with six different pans and assume that is a reasonable replacement for filmmaking. Split screen, zoom in, zoom out, spin around, cut to x-ray of heart, slap viewer in the face, include a whoosh or bang sound for all of these, repeat 100 times per second. These fuckers need to calm the hell down. And by these fuckers I don't just mean these two guys, but most people "directing" action movies these days.
And by the way you should explain that by "unhinged sexuality" you mean "the hero rapes his girlfriend in front of a busload of school girls and it's played for laughs".
Like I said though, some good concepts, so maybe they could write an outline for some other writer/director to make an actual great action movie out of.
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4-22-2008 @ 6:21AM
MCW said...
Want to write for Cinematical? :)
Very well said.
4-22-2008 @ 10:12AM
Eugene Novikov said...
>>>>And by the way you should explain that by "unhinged sexuality" you mean "the hero rapes his girlfriend in front of a busload of school girls and it's played for laughs".
I guess, although I'm not sure that he rapes her, and I was also referring to some of the crazy shit that goes on in "Pathology."
I get your frustration with "kineticism" substituting for action filmmaking, but I never thought of Crank as an egregious offender in that regard. At least it had a tone, and a style that went beyond "lots of quick cuts".
4-22-2008 @ 7:12AM
Wayne said...
I hope that "Pathology" and "Crank 2" lack the blatant mysogony of "Crank". "Crank" was a very decent popcorn flick, but the objectification of the women was something a 15-year-old boy would write into a script.
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4-22-2008 @ 7:57AM
DJHajie said...
I thought Crank was an outstanding cinematic achievement, specifically related to how they executed the aesthetics of the show. I can't quite remember when I've seen the camera used so expressively. It put me right in the mindset/perspective of Statham's character and continued to do so in continually creative and expressionistic ways all the way through. In fact, I was quite surprised to find such successful touches of expressionism in a big modern Hollywood picture. I think these guys are filmmakers who have brought a "youtube technique" (for lack of a better word) to professional filmmaking, similar to the tradition of what Tony Scott has been doing lately (but a step further).
Sure the film doesn't accomplish action sequence marvels that rival but who said it has to. Why do all action flicks have to play by the same rules? This was much more a comedy with action leanings than a full on action flick IMO anyway.
I can understand the concerns regarding the misogynistic tendancy of the material but I saw that as being expressed through the perspective of a "cranked out" mind. In other words all bets are off as his perspective is clearly an unreliable one under the influence, freeing up the film to all kinds of over-the-top happenings. One commenter indicted the filmmakers for the scene of relations on the sidewalk being played for comedy but dark comedy involving gruesome death played throughout No Country for Old Men to great critical applause. I don't see a real differentiation between extremes of violence and extremes of sexual activity being used to the same end. I think it's more about what the film establishes early on and how what happens relates to that. The film clearly wears its premise on its sleeve from moment one. There's no argument to be sure though that this is very dark material! Being a skeptical cinephile in general I was wholeheartedly impressed by the giallo preceedings of what I had assumed would be a lackluster action flick.
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4-22-2008 @ 10:25AM
Peter Hall said...
Amen to that. I laughed out loud every single time I thought about Crank before seeing it. "If Jason Statham's heart drops below 55mph, it'll explode!!" I thought Hollywood had truly lost it.
Until I saw Crank, that is. Now I'm convinced a tiny, testosterone drenched, Red Bull high, Videogame binging corner of Hollywood actually found it.
Crank is a remarkable abstraction of action and the Hollywood system. Neveldine/Taylor are cinematic alchemists as far as I'm concerned, brewing for the viewer as identical an experience as possible. I love the layered editing, often juxtaposing traditional edits within the film proper as opposed to the film's external frame. The scene in which Statham is running through the mall's hallways, talking to Yoakam (brilliant casting) on the phone while his image is projected onto the walls...Dig it. Something so simple I don't even want to call it brilliant, but tricks like this boost the sense of immediacy in the film. Everything is happening all at once, Statham and the viewer are left trying to keep up, to process all the film's insanity simultaneously.
It goes above and beyond just multiple cameras and spliced together pans and spins. Neveldine/Taylor succeed where Tony Scott fails. Editing is about immersion, not exclusion, which is the byproduct (for me at least) of having a seizure on the jog button, as is often the case in Scott films.
The google maps, the overt CGI, the objectification of both sexes, the soundtrack (the music during Stathams stalk through the kitchen!), the sleaziness, the one liners -- it all amalgamates into an orgy of an action film. Crank isn't even a return to true popcorn action of, say, the '80s; it is of new DNA entirely.
4-22-2008 @ 12:00PM
MosquitoControl said...
I despised Crank. And, now that I know Pathology is by the same duo, I'll be certain to avoid it (in truth it wasn't even on my radar, though.)
I found Crank to be one of the worst action movies of late. Yes, it was over the top, and yes, it was ridiculous enough and knew not to take itself seriously. But it struck me as the type of thing a ten year old would sit around and think was cool. The near-public-rape scene stood out. Yes, you can argue that it was just more over-the-top, but I found it instead to be awkward and creepy. I'm really one of the last people to say that about something, but the scene was just odd. Maybe because it felt more played for cool than played for laughs.
Admittedly, my viewing of Crank was disjointed and in pieces, but the entire tone felt, well, insulting. It didn't come across as "look how over the top and stupid we are, we get it, it's funny," and instead seemed like "aren't we awesome? Boom! Boobs! Awesome!"
Insultingly stupid popcorn flick.
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4-28-2008 @ 11:26AM
Mike De Luca said...
An admirable piece, Mr. Novikov. I, too, thought "Crank' and the demented dark bit of madness that was "Pathology", were genre masterpieces. But you seemed to left out the key to both films: the humor. Those who sour on "Pathology" seem entirely ignorant of the fact that despite the plausibility of some of the medical details and anatomical scenarios described, the movie is black comic put-on. An abundance of great sex, graphic violence, and excessive drug use, all played out in a cheerfully amoral tableau of bad medicine and social irresponsibilty. And Mark Weston delivers one of those great lovable psychopath performances, up their with Kiefer Sutherland in "Flatliners"(he even has the hair) and, dare I say it, Jack Nicholson in "The Shining". It's a real piece of work. But for anyone to actually take "Pathology"
(with its morgue fuck fantasies) in earnest, would be missing the point. And "Crank", with its car-mall melee and cocaine climaxes, is just as gleefully absurd and fun. And it features Jason Statham's best comedic performance to date(his best serious role being Guy Ritchie's unjustly-maligned "Revolver"). Neveldine and Taylor are not only guys you would be proud to toast with your buddies on a Saturday night, but they are also exceptionally bright, highly aware of genre conventions, and have the potential to become the stuff of B movie legend. And I say that with the utmost respect. Remember Samuel Fuller!
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