It is a rare and fleeting occasion
that a film based on a book does anything more than enrage fans and spark
countless debates as to why things weren't included, how things looked
different and why on earth would you cast that person in that role. Even highly
praised translations like Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings have a host of
detractors who will absolutely not let you forget that they failed to capture
everything in the novels and so therefore are worthy of nothing more than
ridicule, bile and a heap of online abuse. It is of course, not the filmmakers
fault that people are idiots; as much as I thought The Last Jedi was a fairly
rancid take on the futures of some of the most beloved characters in movie
history there is literally no excuse for hounding an actress so badly over the
character she played that she felt she needed to quit social media just to
avoid the constant hate. I might rag on movies a lot, but I'm never going to
stoop to that level, it's pretty undignified. My point is that adapting a novel
for film is a thankless task and you will literally never please everyone.
Case
in point: Stephen King's The Dark Tower. Based on a series of seven books
written in the 80's The Dark Tower novels are a hybrid of Westerns, Arthurian
Legend and sprawling fantasy sagas such as Tolkien and is often cited as some
of King's best work. It's been adapted to graphic novel but fans have been
clamouring for a cinematic outing for this for a long old time. When they
finally got it however most of them weren't terribly happy.
Just
for the sake of full disclosure, I have only read the first book in the Dark
Tower saga and honestly, I wasn't really impressed enough to go into the rest.
I did do a bit of research into the rest of the story so I do at least know how
everything fits together, but I think that's the biggest problem the film has;
it's not actually an adaptation, it's a sequel. Now there's literally no way of
explaining this without ruining the plot of the books, although in fairness
they're the best part of 35 years old now so I don't feel bad about it in the
least.
So
from the research I did (Wikipedia, I'm not proud) the whole thing is set on
multiple worlds linked by portals, Roland Deschain is the main protagonist and
is the last of the descendants of King Arthur and is trekking across the desert
to catch up with The Man in Black (whose real name is Walter but also Randall,
I'll get back to that) so he can kill him and enter the Dark Tower. Along the
way a bunch of stuff happens, including some fairly out-of-nowhere fourth wall
breaking at the end (the characters implore Stephen King to write their stories
down and Walter/Randall is the same guy who terrorises people in The Stand
which does all sorts of weird things to the continuity) and it all leads to
Roland getting to the Tower where he realises that he's doomed to repeat the
whole thing over again but with no memory of the cycles that went before. So a
bit like certain video games where you don't win, you just go round again with
better stats and the Hand Lotion of Invincibility or whatever random item you
got given for 73 days of gaming and carpal tunnel syndrome in your wrists.
Which brings us back to the film.
As
it stands, it's actually not a bad watch. There was the now predictable and inherently boring
uproar surrounding the casting of Idris Elba as Roland because for some obscure
reason some people still can't handle their main characters being anything
other than white, but then there was a whole separate backlash because the film
wasn't a word for word transcription of the first book. You can forgive the
film makers to a certain extent, because explaining that this is another loop
following from the books kind of ruins the books for those who haven't read
them, but it's obviously a double-edged blade because you're now stuck with a
movie that was expected to be an adaptation but isn't. You can't win, can you?
The
best way to go into this movie is to ignore the fact there are any books at
all, even if you've read them; if you do that, it isn't actually too bad. It
shares its roots with fantasy classics like The Never-ending Story, and even
The Dark Crystal although there aren't many similarities past the central
premise. It is a touch predictable, almost like it got caught between making a movie
for adult fans and the teenage audience and didn't know quite how to balance
the two; there are some quite bleak moments where Walter uses his sorcery to
literally stop people breathing or set themselves on fire which is pretty
harrowing if you think about it too long, but a lot of it happens off camera to
avoid that death mark PG 13 rating in the US so you aren't likely to traumatise
too many 12 year olds. Roland is a decent hero, although I agree that the way
he loads his guns is overly fancy and annoying, The Man in Black is a decent,
if slightly over-powered foil who would have done better if he'd studied
geometry perhaps and Jake is a not-too annoying young teen lead who actually
doesn't spend too much time making stupid decisions which is refreshing.
Considering quite a decent portion of the plot involves alternative worlds,
everything is ironically a bit one-dimensional. It never really explains much
about the Gunslingers save for a few snippets, nor does it go into why
particularly Walter and Roland are doing the Batman/Joker arch-nemesis thing.
We do find out Jake has The Shine, which ties this to The Shining somehow
(either that's clever world-making or lazy idea production, who knows?) but we
never see him develop his skills, other than a bit of deus ex machina; one
minute he's a creepy troubled kid with nightmares, the next he's Captain Brain
Powers, keeping portals open and terrifying mind draining machinery at bay with
only and intense glare and difficult to decipher inner voice. Character arcs
people, character arcs. The final showdown feels like we arrived at it too
early and a bit more build up wouldn't have gone amiss, but if you've read the
books (or the Wikipedia) you'll know that the Crimson King is still waiting in
the wings somewhere but he only makes an appearance here in graffiti form
and that's about it. They were very clearly angling for a sequel, which I
suspect might have given us a bit more weight to the characters and possibly a
bit more for the book fans to chew on but I think the appalling box office
receipts have put paid to that endeavour, at least for now.
I
can't say it was the best film I've watched but I didn't hate it. I can't help
feeling this would have been so much better off as a Netflix or HBO series,
properly adapting the books and really getting into depths with some of the
characters. The book fans would have been happier at least.
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