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INKHEART



If the Inkheart still above looks stupid to you, chances are you'll think the whole thing is stupid. That's my warning to all of you in hopes of getting as many people to forever steer clear of this mess. If however you're maybe thinking about taking some kids to the matinee... well don't. Rent a Looney Tunes collection or something. I guess I'll try my best to sum up my mostly negative thoughts about the film into something a little bit more articulate but to be perfectly honest my brain seems to be repressing this afternoon's viewing as we speak. Better write fast.

Apparently, out in the world are people who can bring the things they read aloud into the real world. These people are called, Silvertongues... yeeeeaaahhh. Well, Mo (short for Mortimer, played by Fraser) happens to be a Silvertongue and, the movie kind of skips over this next part, but he seemed to have read Inkheart sometime before most of the film actually takes place. In doing so he let loose many of the characters that had before only existed in the story. They've been living in our world sometime and have been searching for Mo, trying to get him to read for them and call out treasure and monsters and other what-not into the world.

There are only a few cool things about this movie. One: If you're a fan of the British series Peep Show, the actor who plays Super Hands plays a very minor role. I thought it was kinda cool. Two: I kind of liked how they brought some characters from classic stories like Arabian Nights and Peter Pan into the real world. Third and probably last: Andy Serkis plays a half decent villain here. The only actor, in my opinion, who turns in a bearable role.

The rest of the movie is just an absolute mess though. The story is some half baked mythology which was obviously slapped together and there's no rational logic that dictates the fantasy elements here so the whole thing ends up being a utter clutter of moldy butter. None of the actors seem to care either. They all look like they're there to simply collect a paycheck. Brendan Fraser who I enjoyed in the first and third Mummy movies is in cruise control here and Helen Mirren looks like she didn't bother rehearsing for any of her scenes. Paul Bettany who is the last noteworthy actor in the film (his wife does make a brief cameo though ) is merely alright. His character is a fiend but the writers didn't seem to have the heart or the balls to just go ahead and make him a bad guy. Whateva.

The filmmakers should be ashamed of themselves. The shot composition is sloppy. The special effects are barferic. The sets are sub-par. I've seen better ones at Halloween Nights at Universal Studios. The wardrobe is uninspired. Everything about the script needs a touch-up by a writer who knows what they're doing. And well, the movie just all-around sucked.

So in summary, I didn't at all appreciate either the technical or creative aspects of this picture, or the picture as a whole. I gave it that one popcorn for the three reasons I wrote earlier and also because some parts of the film managed by some miracle to be tolerable. Those instances were very short lived though.

Avoid this one at all costs.