Just one year ago Hollywood was partying like it was 2009. For second or third straight summer in a row, studios were rolling out films that pleased audiences, critics and their pocketbook alike, which is an extremely rare feat for the industry to do these days. In 2008, Wall-E, Iron Man, and The Dark Knight topped the box office (with The Dark Knight tumbling new records) and were garnering staggering reviews, then received a slew of Oscar nominations down the road. All were happy.
The year 2009 followed suit. Transformers 2 opened to be the largest grossing movie of the summer, crossing the $400 million mark even if it did get annihilated by critics. Up, Star Trek, The Hangover, The Proposal and more had taken box office expectations and blew them away into becoming monster blockbusters. All were reviewed above fair, many dominated come awards season. Best Picture winner The Hurt Locker had just been released. The State of the Box Office was in the best shape ever, and 2009 would go on to gross over $10 billion, a new record.
Prince of Persia: The Sands of Time Directed by: Mike Newell Written by: Boaz Yakin & Doug Miro (screenplay) Starring: Jake Gyllenhaal, Ben Kingsley, Gemma Arterton, and Alfred Molina
I must say, after seeing the abysmal trailer for this film, I’m somewhat pleasantly surprised with the end result. What initially looked like another bad video game adaptation with worse graphics than the actual game, Jerry Bruckheimer has done the unthinkable: taken the (resident) evil act of adapting a movie to screen and having it actually be entertaining. Alas, no Jack Sparrow to make this tale interesting or worth embarking on.
Bruckheimer makes a living off of these ridiculous ideas. He grossed more than a billion dollars off of a trilogy based on a Disney ride.Though he has production credits only, you can see his swash-buckling touch all over this desert tale. The Sex and the City girls decorate their Middle Eastern adventure with desperation mixed with luxury and a hint of American arrogance. You’ll find no such things metastasize on the surface of this film, though they are all there behind the scenes; a dwindling economy prevails but Bruckheimer still finds $200 million for his vision. It’s not so much arrogance as studio caution that a white male has been cast in the lead role as the Prince of Persia.