0 ARTS Wednesday, January 7, 1981 age 6 The Michigan Daily BETTER THAN SILLY STRING! Campiness By DENNIS HARVEY LASH Gordon is a second childhood, maybe a third and fourth as well. all tinsel and neon and fluorescent ons; for two hours, it's like living in ewmaster slide, staring at primary rs. It's on a par with walking into a n full of foil-wrapped Christmas ents at a more impressionable age. it does it matter if there's nothing le them? Flash keeps you stoned igh on the surface spectacle, doped >nd caring. The hues and shapes > coming at you, splashing so fast you may nearly drown, dazed, in pray. The fix makes the pop-cutout sures of The Wizard of Oz, Yellow marine, Pinnochio and the rest n like a stasis by comparison. course, those movies, through e mysterious inclusion of "depth" and subtlety, approa concept, Art; they ha you feeling good. Fla garbage, nonsense, ch of glitter waved in fro You leave the theatrei out. And what fun it is! and if we can't have order, silliness doesn't alternative. IN 1936, Buster Cr primitive studio w another, perhaps m nocent, generation on strip heroics. Sure, we more jaded now. But t cordingly gotten bigg the special effects are (in every sense), and urge to get blown away compoopery of ita stronger, than ever. D fn conquers un ched that foggy points blank-million-dollars in har- d heart, and left dware at us, scandalously determined sh is an'opiate, to avoid enriching our minds, wickedly ieap thrills, a lot bent on reducing us all to helpless gosh- nt of us Droogs. golliness. I, for one, surrender. numbed, wowed- The technological-marvel movies It's 1981, help us, have been moving toward this ultimate intelligence and triumph .- packaging over content for seem such a bad some years now. If Flash isn't really the best of them, it's just because this is rabbe and more the one to finally go the full length, vizardry doped diving headfirst into kiddie kicks to the ore gullibly in- exclusion of everything else. What often n Flash's comic- seemed most admirable about its 're harder, older, predecessors were the things they he screen has ac- managed to squeeze in alongside, but er and brighter, distinct from, their technical more stupifying knockouts. , admittedly, the THE1976 King Kong remake made a y by the pure nin- clumsy but rather endearing entrance all is probably for this new multi-million-dollar Mar- ino De Laurentis- vel Comix category. Sentimental, thun- JANUARY CLEARANCE REDUCTIONS iverse in 'Flash Gordon' derous, dumb, it was naively likeable (and too harshly abused) for all of its flaws. Star Wars took several leaps ahead in technology, delivering so many junky fantasy fixes with the chilly efficiency of HAL cramming candy down a child's throat. One felt dazzled, all right, but this and last year's even more glibly stunning sequel left me a bit cold with their relentless, heartless mechanical-toy ingenuity. Steven Spielberg's Close Encounters of the Third Kind was the perfect counter- balance and snub to the boy's-model-kit fascination with cool detail in George Lucas' films. Spielberg effused his technical wonders with enough gen- tleness and personal warmth to make the Star Wars saga look like an assem- bly-line construction. Superman kept up this humanizing process; its flights of imagination were exhilerating cardboard, but what really took the breath away was its essential good will and the giddy romanticism of the scenes between an impossibly likeable Man of Steel and Lois Lane. Star Trek-The Motion Picture, at about $47 million, brought the cycle to a costly crest-but its grapplings with higher meanings were just good- naturedly misguided, its supercolossal visuals kept earthbound by filmmakers and a source (that bloated TV series) which both lacked the frivolous convic- tion needed to take off into sheer fun. Star Trek was the biggest road show of them all, but you could never quite forget the wheels creaking underneath in an effort to keep its bulk moving. A huge, harmless bauble, it was also the most easily forgotten of the bunch. Flash Gordon isn't the biggest or wit- tiest -or most charming of the lot. It shoots for a comparatively easy distin- ction-to be the campiest-and, as a result, in its dumb, very agreeable way, it stays on target more than any of its predecessors. It doesn't have the dull patches and missteps of Superman or Close Encounters, but those movies reached for something much more complex and beautiful-a degree of naturalism that both balanced and rationalized their flights of fancy. Flash just wants to get you stoned on the glitz, and for my money, its breathless kitsch is a good deal more likeable than the comparatively square, sober ray- gunnery of the equally one-dimensional Star Wars series. It has no pretention towards infantile Heavy, Man-ness; there's no air of solemnity toward all the gee-whizardry. When you laugh at bad performances, at least you know the filmmakers got the joke first. Lorenzo Semple, Jr., wrote the script crammed full of intentionally foolish juvenalia and jokery. If the results are consistently better than they were for his similarly campy King Kong revision, it's because the director this time (Mike Hodges) knows what pace track of the explosions anymore. Gilbert Taylor's photography, Danilo Donati's wondrous sets and Beyond- Cher gaudy costuming would spell the end of naturalism on screen forever if Flash outdistanced the Star Wars grosses. (It won't. The central clunkiness of Lucas' fantasies, sadly- but-truly, have broader appeal than this more stylish junk.) It's all so loud and colorfully phony that each shot has the slightly jarring effect of looking at a 3-D film for the first time. Kept afloat by the din is a storyline too dizzy to relate, and a cast effec- tively reduced to puppets by the car- toonery they must embody. Great ac- tors (Max von Sydow as Ming the Mer- ciless) and great bodies who might have studied Performance Arts through modelling for Sears-Roebuck (Sam J. Jones as Flash) are all brought to the same level. They're all manipulated so trickily through process shots, arch reactions and campy lines that you can't tell who's good and who's bad, or whether quality considerations should enter into it at all. Melody Anderson is the heroine, Mariangela Melano (of the Line Wertmuller films) is the villain- ness. One feels they should be men- tioned, but it's difficult not to suspect that anyone might have been just as amusing and/or decorative under the same circumstances. Topol, Tevye in the Fiddler on the Roof movie, does stand out somewhat-he's always such an expansive presence (often to a, fault) that he manages to hold his own, just a little, even in this raging wind-up toy of a film. s So, you may think as you walk from the theatre, ninety years of presumed cinematic progress and megabucks have brought us to this-a very expen- sive pinwheel designed to keep us num- bed with color and movement for a couple of hours. You should be shot on the spot for thinking such a nasty, serious thing. As long as people inhale helium, buy hula-hoops and read newspapers, considerations of taste and intelligence need not necessarily enter into the process of enjoying movies. And Flash Gordon will be my idea of (one type of) a wonderful movie. a I 00 Men's SisSprctsSlcsSht, To asO Men's Suits, Sportcoats, Slacks; Shirts, Ladies Blazers, Skirts, Slacks, Shirts, NflTY Sweaters & Outerwear Sweaters & Outerwear Womnen's Apparel How long before the New Right comes to this? Max Von Sydow plays Ming the Merciless, Enslaver of the Universe, in the very silly and very entertaining superserial version of 'Flash Gordon." At least Von Sydow gets to wear nicer clothes than he ever did in those Ingmar Bergman movies. low camp should be played at-the movie seems jammed into fast forward from the opening credits on. The TV show Buck Rogers in the 25th Century similarly tried to send up this 1930's school of sequined-dragon-lady science fiction, but it plodded haplessly in typical television fashion, spoofing dumbness with dumbness. Flash Gordon is well aware that the only way to make what's already ridiculous even sillier is to keep it in the air, spinning. 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