On DVD: The Road

John Hillcoat and Joe Penhall's film adaptation of Cormac McCarthy's Pulitzer Prize-winning novel visualizes all of the bleakness of the original book and captures some of the emotional impact. But it lacks that central special ingredient that made the novel so important and so memorable: McCarthy's language. This is an instance of a faithfully-adapted film unconsciously slitting its own throat vis-à-vis the limitations of its medium.

A vaguely-described holocaust has left the world enveloped in what appears to be an ash-glutted nuclear winter. A man (Viggo Mortensen) and his son (Kodi Smit-McPhee) are among a very small number of human beings left roaming the earth, desperate for food, shelter, and warmth. Each day comprises a new set of life-threatening challenges, and each night is filled with black dread. Other survivors tend to be murderous cannibals, shown hunting down victims like crazed zombies.

The Road has a minimal plot. The book can be read in a sitting, and frankly, there just isn't enough there to justify a two-hour film. (A 90-minute version of The Road would have been far more compelling.) But the issue of length pales when measured against the issue of voice. Cormac McCarthy is a unique stylist, and his narrative voice is a large part of what makes his books work so well. Knowing this, filmmakers working from a book may choose to emphasize some aspect of the story that does not depend upon the power of language to convey its significance. By necessity, an adaptation must do something cinematic that a book cannot. In the case of The Road, the visualization of this post-apocalyptic world and its wasted landscape could serve as an illustrative "version" of the narrator's voice - showing us what the book must describe in words.

Yet director Hillcoat and screenwriter Penhall chose to do a fairly straight adaptation of the book - faithfully translating the plot, dialogue, and situations in a workman-like manner. The resulting film is not bad, but it is more of a companion piece to the book than a new version of the story that stands on its own and has its own strengths and merits. Because it attempts to capture the whole book, the film fails to successfully address any of it. The massive emotional momentum of the book and the heartbreaking ending feel oddly neutered here for reasons I can't quite pinpoint.

Although visually ambitious on the surface, The Road doesn't quite succeed in that department, either. Color has been leeched from the images, rendering them a dusty gray. But it's monochromatic to the point of blurriness. The low-contrast images hardly bear more than a single value - even less than the average black-and-white film. Had The Road been shot in black-and-white, images could have had greater contrast, shadow, and detail, while retaining the otherwise appropriate lack of color.

The performances are strong, but somehow fail to convince; even the great Viggo Mortensen seems to be struggling against an incomplete character. Since the film wishes to "do it all" in adapting the book, there is a lack of focus; characters feel a little diffuse in both the internal and external conflicts they face. The man wants the boy to survive - but why, exactly? There are a couple of scenes in which the boy reacts to the man's behavior toward others - and there is a suggestion that the man's need to keep the boy alive in a dying world has turned him into a quiet maniac, unable to cope with the rest of humanity. These scenes hint at a powerful idea: if we cannot behave humanely towards others, what good is living? Unfortunately, this is only touched on in the latter part of the film. It is yet another aspect of The Road that fails to achieve its goal.

Read the full review here

No comments:

Post a Comment