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400 Screens, 400 Blows - Smooth Terminator

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In the late summer of 1993, all serious movie geeks had their eyes on two movies. The first one was Hard Target, which marked the American debut of the great Hong Kong action director John Woo (whose great Hard-Boiled had recently been in theaters), and the second was True Romance, which was the second screenplay by Quentin Tarantino, whose Reservoir Dogs had been out the year before. I enjoyed both of the new movies just fine, but I kept thinking: what if these two productions had simply switched directors? Tony Scott could have directed the latest Jean-Claude Van Damme snoozer (and hence I wouldn't have bothered to pay money to see it) and then John Woo could have taken over the Tarantino screenplay! How cool would that have been? True Romance would have been the greatest movie, ever!

Something vaguely similar happened this summer, but to a much lesser degree. I'm talking J.J. Abrams directing Star Trek (218 screens), and McG directing Terminator Salvation (81 screens). What if they had switched places? Neither one of them is any great shakes as a director, but I'd put my money on McG as the more interesting of the two. OK. Hear me out. Star Trek had a terrific script, with a really unique idea; it's perhaps the smartest series reboot I've yet seen, but Abrams' clunky direction drove the action to a dead halt at least half a dozen times. On the other hand, the screenplay for Terminator Salvation was pretty much unsalvageable, but McG put together some truly dazzling set pieces, using clean, fast gliding cameras to catch the movement and space of the action scenes.
There are really only a few living Hollywood directors who can do action well, and Abrams is not one of them. His camera does the usual shaky-thing, which usually indicates that he doesn't know what he's doing and he's covering up for it. (He's trying to simulate excitement without actually creating it.) Abrams has only directed one other feature film, Mission: Impossible III (2006), which was by far the weakest of the series. On television, he has given us "Felicity," which bored me within ten minutes, and "Alias," which I watched for a few episodes before I noticed something. In an Abrams production, there are no low points; there's no ebb and flow, no rhythm. Everything is a high-pitched, hysterical high point. Everything is the most dramatic it can possibly be, all the time. I got bored of this monotony quickly, and when I tried to watch "Lost," I noticed the same thing and gave up before the end of the first episode. I know everyone thinks Abrams is a genius now, but at one point David E. Kelley and Aaron Sorkin were considered geniuses too.

McG's last film, We Are Marshall, was one of the worst films of 2006 -- far worse even than Abrams' Mission: Impossible III -- and his only two other feature films are Charlie's Angels (2000) and the universally loathed Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle (2003). If I haven't aggravated everyone enough up to this point, let me just say that I like both Angels films, mainly for the fluid way they move; they're slick and fast and clean and light. They're built well, and they understand space and flow and motion, regardless of how stupid the writing or the characters might be. So picture this: we give McG the good, solid Star Trek script and let him slip it into gear. And then to Abrams we pass on Terminator Salvation, where its humorless characters and abysmal writing would have been a better match.

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