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- CINEMA, Page 85Mind Bending on Mars
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- By RICHARD CORLISS
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- TOTAL RECALL
- Directed by Paul Verhoeven
- Screenplay by Ronald Shusett, Dan O'Bannon and Gary Goldman
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- What do you want a Hollywood movie to be? Well, for a start,
- you want it to be based on a script that kicked around
- Tinseltown for more than a decade. (Here's one, originally
- written in 1979, name of Total Recall.) Then, in these days of
- multinational superproductions, you want it to star an
- Austrian, be directed by a Dutchman, and cost about $60
- million. (Total Recall, a Paul Verhoeven film starring Arnold
- Schwarzenegger.) You want it to boast elaborate sets and gadgety
- special effects. (TR created a Martian colony on a Mexican
- soundstage.) You want it to blend science fiction, action
- adventure and suspense. (TR filches blithely from Star Wars and
- Blade Runner, from RoboCop and Hitchcock films.) You want it
- to have plenty of cartoon mayhem for the blood brigade. (TR
- meets its kill quota in the mid-hundreds.) Oh, and if it's not
- too much trouble, you'd like the movie to be fast, witty,
- glamorous, with thrill piling on giggle atop gasp.
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- For its first two-thirds, Total Recall has it all: the sleek
- confidence of big-budget picture making at its most inventive.
- It zaps out beguiling images so quickly that viewers may want
- to see the film over again right away, just to catch what they
- missed. Verhoeven seems to have assumed that today's moviegoers
- have a megabyte media intelligence; then he worked like crazy
- to overload it. When Total Recall is cooking, it induces visual
- vertigo.
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- Even the plot is complex enough to require Cliffs Notes. It
- goes like this. Quaid (Schwarzenegger) is a 21st century
- construction worker: a happily married man occasionally nagged
- by dreams of Martian landscapes. Except he isn't. He is really
- Hauser, an agent from Mars Intelligence who has been given the
- memory of Quaid in order to fulfill a dark and secret mission
- that will shuttle him between the planets.
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- While spinning its tale at warp speed, Total Recall creates
- a coherent world that is part prophecy, part satire. On future
- Earth the unit of money is, of course, a "credit." Folks flick
- on the wall-screen TV to check out ESPN's coverage of the
- Toronto-Tokyo game, then perfect their tennis stroke with the
- help of a teacher on hologram. Johnnycab, the robot taxi
- driver, chirps irrelevant pleasantries until passengers want
- to throttle him. A married couple debate whether to move to
- Mars -- as if it were the suburbs -- or to Saturn ("Everybody
- says it's gorgeous"). Perhaps they should visit Rekall Inc.,
- a mind-travel company that offers "the memory of a lifetime":
- a microchip implant of images from a wonderful vacation. They
- could even buy someone else's memory. "Take a vacation from
- yourself," the salesman croons. "We call it the Ego Trip."
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- The film's Mars is Earth's cracked mirror image: a domed
- underworld of freak psychics and three-breasted prostitutes,
- ruled by a tyrant from whom the colonists must buy air, and he
- has just jacked up the price. It is on Mars, toward the end,
- that Total Recall slows down to tie up its plot and provide
- each villain with an appropriately gruesome demise. It goes
- wussily misterioso when Quaid meets a Yodaesque guru. But even
- when the film flirts with becoming ordinary, it is propelled
- by the stolid charm of Schwarzenegger, who carries the whole
- movie as easily as a dumbbell between his fingers.
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- In today's market $60 million can buy you a sloppy-looking
- sequel like Rambo III, which puts nothing on the screen but
- bloat. Or, as here, the fat bankroll can allow canny artists
- and artisans to put a mammoth, teeming fantasy vision on film.
- "Open your mind!" says the mutant guru, and Total Recall does
- just that for moviegoers at the start of a blockbuster summer.
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