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- Oct. 10, 1994: Cinema:A Monster to be Despised!
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- TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1994
- Oct. 10, 1994 Black Renaissance
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- <article>
- <source>Time Magazine</source>
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- ARTS & MEDIA/CINEMA, Page 82
- A Monster to be Despised!
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- <body>
- <p> Not any more. Now schlock auteur Ed Wood is a brand name
- </p>
- <p>By Richard Corliss
- </p>
- <p> Come on, now! Edward D. Wood Jr. is not nearly the world's worst
- director. Lots of people made movies that were even more desperately
- inept and ludicrous. It's true that Wood's cheap '50s exploitation
- films--the heartfelt expose Glen or Glenda, the octopus-wrangling
- horror movie Bride of the Monster and the sci-fi anticlassic
- Plan 9 from Outer Space--boasted floridly awful dialogue and
- actors who seemed terrified to be on camera. But Wood had passion,
- ambition and, as a heterosexual who enjoyed wearing women's
- clothes, a very chic identity crisis. His films were about something:
- man's need to create a monument to himself, even if it ends
- up as a smirk on the face of posterity.
- </p>
- <p> After his death in 1978, Ed Wood got the last laugh: his films
- were rediscovered, first as camp and now as fodder for a light
- industry in cultural revisionism. The shaggy hagiography includes
- a breezily lurid documentary, Ed Wood: Look Back in Angora;
- a second documentary on the making of Plan 9; and even a porno
- homage--Plan 69 from Outer Space. And now there's Tim Burton's
- surprisingly listless biopic, known simply as Ed Wood. Once
- a never-was, Wood is now a brand name.
- </p>
- <p> The Ed Wood script, by Scott Alexander and Larry Karaszewski
- (based on Rudolph Grey's excellent 1992 biography, Nightmare
- of Terror), posits Wood as a classic American optimist, a Capraesque
- hero with little to be optimistic about, since he was also a
- classic American loser. That's a fine start, but the film then
- marches in staid chronological order: Ed made this bad film,
- then this one, then a third. It focuses on the director's curious
- cast of hangers-on (played here by Bill Murray, Jeffrey Jones,
- Lisa Marie and others). They were all, as Wood's psychic sidekick
- Criswell intones in the 1965 Orgy of the Dead, "monsters to
- be pitied, monsters to be despised, from the innermost depths
- of the world!" But Burton treats them with stone-faced sympathy.
- </p>
- <p> Primary among these was the aging, decrepit but still majestic
- Bela Lugosi. Martin Landau does a handsome turn as Lugosi--so strong that when he disappears, Ed Wood loses its momentum
- and continues its death march on the shoulders of Johnny Depp,
- in the title role, an exemplary actor who can't do much more
- than smile heroically in the face of every humiliation. Sometimes
- this is funny. "Really?" Depp says, sounding like Jon Lovitz's
- Master Thespian on Saturday Night Live. "Worst film you ever
- saw? Well, my next one'll be better!"
- </p>
- <p> Most of Burton's films have been better than better. One wonders
- why this one is so dishwatery--why it lacks the cartoon zest
- and outsider ache of Beetlejuice, Edward Scissorhands or Batman
- Returns. Could it be he gave the material too much respect?
- The real Ed Wood would have known how to do it: with oddball
- twists and goofy stock footage, with no brains and a lot of
- heart. It would have been dreadful, and it would have been better--more desperate, more daring. But this Ed Wood is dead wood.
- </p>
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