T IS A WELL-
known part of Joe
Wrightâs biog that as
a child he worked at
his parentsâ puppet
theatre in Islington.
This sense of play is
all over Pan his prequel to J. M. Barrieâs
Peter Pan that reimagines young Peter
and Hook (he has no hook yet itâs a
fantastic coincidence) taking on
Blackbeard for the future of Neverland.
Like another Pan remix Hook it hits
and misses making you wonder if the
better option would be to employ all
this expertise flair and sense of fun to
a retelling of the tale that works.
Pretty much from frame one â
Peterâs mother (yes itâs Amanda
Seyfried) abandons him on the doorstep
of an orphanage â Pan teems with vision
and creativity: kids cherry-picked from
beds by bungee jumping pirates flying
galleons versus spitfires bioluminescent
forests clouds of fish a battle played out
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DIRECTOR Joe Wright
CAST Hugh Jackman Levi Miller
Garrett Hedlund Rooney Mara
PLOT Orphan Peter (Miller) is kidnapped
and whisked away to Neverland where
he teams up with James Hook (Hedlund)
and warrior Tiger Lily (Mara) to save
Neverland from Blackbeard (Jackman).
with colour-bombs (Rufio would be
at home here) beautifully animated
backstories ( bravo Andrew Huang) and
unfeasibly otherworldly mermaids (all
Cara Delevingne) rescuing our heroes
from leaping crocs. If you love cinematic
craft and daring this has it in spades.
But for all the razzle-dazzle itâs in
the dramatic meat where the film falters.
The bones of Jason Fuchsâ story â a boyâs
search for his mother â are touching
but the film never really catches the
heart. Early scenes in an orphanage all
cockernee scamps and Kathy Burke as
a matron with a fuck-off wimple feel too
âKids movie 101â. Miller gets better as he
goes along Hedlund channels Han Soloâs
reluctant heroism but adds little else and
Mara (sporting Toyah eye make-up circa
1981) makes for a feisty feminist Tiger
Lily. Jackman leading the Lost Boys
in Nirvana and Ramones singalongs
swaggers as Blackbeard without ever
making him a truly memorable villain.
Perhaps the most compelling scene
in the picture is the first meeting of
Peter and Blackbeard an odd encounter
charged with menace and melancholy.
âChildhood ainât so jollyâ Blackbeard
tells him âitâs frightening.â Wrightâs
film isnât afraid to hint at the blackness
in Barrie â Blackbeardâs rejuvenation
malarkey is plain weird â but could have
gone further. Visually Pan might be an
awfully big adventure; just a shame itâs
not emotionally. IAN FREER
VERDICT In many ways Pan feels like
a kidsâ film made by a big kid. It has
fantastic flights of fun and imagination
but doesnât deliver on the soul-stirring
oomph and finesse to let it soar.
Hugh Jackmanâs
Blackbeard
aboard his
impressive
flying ship/
ego extension.
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DIRECTOR Stevan Riley
CAST Marlon Brando
â This singular documentary is
narrated by its own subject a real
coup for Stevan Riley (Fire In Babylon)
who obtained exclusive access to the
private tapes Marlon Brando recorded
for decades. Itâs a must for anyone
interested in acting for the ânotes to
selfâ Brando made about specific roles
and films (âEverybody feels they could
have been a contenderâ). Abundant
clips (and an unnerving digitally
duplicated Brando) accompany his
memories insights on fame and
rambling self-analysis. There is delight
and distress in equal measure: for his
talent mischief waywardness for
the disillusionment and tragedy of
his later years. Unique. AE
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DIRECTOR Nancy Meyers
CAST Robert De Niro Anne Hathaway
Adam DeVine
â Nancy Meyers (Somethingâs Gotta
Give) returns to the acting legend/young
star formula that served her so well in
2003âs Diane Keaton/Keanu Reeves
flirtation teaming up Robert De Niro
(aged intern) and Anne Hathaway (boss)
but shifting the relationship to something
more familial. Meyersâ insights into
ageing are wry and moving and there
are fun twists as De Niroâs widowed
workie instantly charms the hipsters at
Hathawayâs internet start-up. Yet while
the performances engage as more
hackneyed crises hit (extra-marital
affairs motherhood versus career etc.)
sentiment overpowers any tantalising
hint of Nora Ephron-style salt. LB