Film Review
Ten years in the making, the film version of Douglas Adams' cult radio
series and novel
The Hitchhiker's
Guide to the Galaxy finally made it to the big screen, although
it's a moot point as to whether it was worth the wait. Chock full
of special effects and structured as a bog-standard Hollywood adventure
movie, with actors that bear not even a passing resemblance to their
counterparts in the radio series, the film has little of the
quintessentially British eccentric charm of Adams' original creation
and virtually all of the humour falls flat. Adams himself is
credited with writing the screenplay for the film, which went into
production a few years after his death in 2001. Whilst one or two
of Adams' additions are inspired (the Point-of-View gun and the queuing
gag), others merely dilute what was already there, and the removal of
some crucial exposition makes the film hard to follow for those who are
not familiar with the previous incarnations of
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.
Structurally the film is a mess, as contrived, muddled and prone to
random digression as the radio series, but
whilst the rambling format worked well on radio, it merely
creates tedium and confusion on the big screen.
Trying to make sense of the cobbled together ending (which does a
good impression of an explosion in a spaghetti factory, with plot strands left dangling
all over the place), is like having your head ripped open
by a Pan-Galactic Gargle Blaster, but without the
pleasantly diverting sense of intoxication by brain implosion.
What Adams did well in his radio scripts and subsequent
novel was to establish his characters and make them believable and
likeable; this the film fails to do, and so we have a collection of
pointlessly zany individuals that we are expected to engage with when
we have no idea who they are or where they come from.
Martin Freeman, Mos Def and Sam Rockwell are a very poor substitute for
Simon Jones, Geoffrey McGivern and Mark Wing-Davey, and convey none of
the relish and eccentricity that the original radio series cast bought
to the concept and on which Adams' off-the-wall humour depends.
Another area of contention is the special effects, which saturate
virtually every scene and reduce much of the film to a mindless
spectacle of CGI wizardry. The effects may have impressed some
critics and audiences when the film was first screened in 2005 but
already they look dated and unconvincing. The only effects that
still hold up are the design of the Vogons (which curiously resemble
the actor Robert Morley) and the book itself, which is admirably
well-voiced by Stephen Fry (a worthy replacement for the late great
Peter Jones). If half as much though and effort had gone into the
casting and screenwriting as went into the effects, this could have
been something quite special, a truly inspired revision of Adams'
quirky sci-fi masterpiece. Instead, it is showy, confused and
stale, having barely a tenth of the charm, inventiveness and wonderful
lunacy of the classic radio series. Douglas deserved better than
this. How would he have summed up the film?
Mostly harmless.
© James Travers 2011
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Film Synopsis
Englishman Arthur Dent is none too happy when he wakes up one morning
to find that his house is about to be demolished by a fleet of
bulldozers. Little does he, or anyone else on Earth (apart from
the dolphins, who have already left) know that the entire planet is ten
minutes away from being demolished by a fleet of Vogon spaceships, to
make way for a hyperspace bypass. Arthur's friend Ford Prefect
turns up and breaks this news to Arthur, whilst also letting slip that
he is an alien who happened to get himself stranded on Earth whilst
researching an entry in
The
Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Just before planet Earth
is blown to smithereens, Ford and Arthur hitch a lift on a passing
Vogon spaceship, only to be captured and subjected to one of the
cruellest fates imaginable - having to listen to the Vogon captain's
poetry. Ford and Arthur are then thrown off the spaceship
and, against all the odds, are picked up by the Heart of Gold, a ship
powered by an improbability drive. Here, Ford is reunited with
his semi-half-brother Zaphod Beeblebrox, who stole the ship after being
appointed President of the Galaxy. Arthur is surprised to find
that Zaphod's co-pilot is Tricia McMillan, now known as Trillian, a
girl he unsuccessfully tried to chat up at a party in Islington.
The ship's third crew member is Marvin the Paranoid Android, a manic
depressive robot. Zaphod reveals that he stole the ship so
that he could get to the legendary planet of Magrathea, where he
believes he will discover the meaning of life. Zillions of years
ago, beings from another dimension built a vast supercomputer named
Deep Thought to solve the ultimate question, the answer to life, the
universe and everything. After many millions of years, the
computer came up with the answer: 42. To understand this answer,
and hence discover the meaning of life, another computer had to be
built, a computer that would deliver the ultimate question.
In one of his attempts to reach Magrathea, Zaphod lands his spaceship
on the planet Viltvodle VI, where he comes face-to-face with Humma
Kavula, his rival in the presidential election. Humma
Kavula allows Zaphod to continue his quest, providing he returns with a
Point-of-View gun, and takes one of his heads hostage. Trillian
is then captured by the Vogons, but is rescued by her friends after a
long and tedious administrative process. Along the way, Trillian
makes an appalling discovery. The papers which authorised the
destruction of the Earth were signed by Zaphod himself.
Further mind-shattering developments await Arthur and his friends on
the planet Magrathea. Here, it will transpire that the Earth was
far from your run-of-the-mill little world but a highly sophisticated
supercomputer commissioned by a race of intelligent beings who, in our
dimension, resemble harmless white mice. Arthur never could get
the hang of Thursdays...
© James Travers
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