Neil Blomkamp is quite the rising star in science fiction;
after making the brilliant District 9, the director has gained a solid cult
following. His newest film however is quite the misfire, dragging him away from
the heights of the best science fiction visionaries in the film industry.
Set once again in Johannesburg, Chappie is the tale of Deon
Wilson (Dev Patel), a young inventor who creates the first artificial
consciousness. He plants it inside a broken down police robot and after a few
run-ins with local gangs, aims to teach the childlike Chappie (Sharlto Copley)
the difference between right and wrong. Despite taking place in a similar
universe to District 9, Chappie is barely recognisable as something to be
associated with the sleeper hit that came before; gone are the
thought-provoking themes and creative scenarios that defined Blomkamp’s debut.
In their place is a poorly devised mix of painfully annoying learning scenes
juxtaposed against a scant few action scenes ripped straight from Blomkamp’s
previous efforts. While the scenes with Chappie and the gangsters are
irritating, the action sequences don’t have an original bone in their body. The
mech sequence towards the end of the film is especially guilty of this,
borrowing liberally from Robocop. I can see how the film was trying to make the
audience care for Chappie and his innocence, but with such one-note dialogue
and excessive clichés you’ll have a hard time caring throughout the film.
Characters were kept strong but simple in Blomkamp’s other
films so surely we can expect that trend to continue in District 9? Rather than
progress forward with characterisation, Chappie instead devolves its cast into
one of two categories; paper-thin or frustratingly clichéd. Patel really isn’t
very interesting as Deon Wilson as the film never bothers to examine the ethics
of artificial intelligence in any real way. The relationship between him and
Chappie isn’t very good either, failing to create a proper bond between the
two. I can sum up the antagonists of Chappie in three simple words; “They want
money”, there’s simply no blunter way of putting it. Underdeveloped villains
were already a minor issue in District 9, but here it’s even worse; I’ve never
seen gangster characters as clichéd as those played by rapping duo Die Antwoord
in Chappie. Hugh Jackman is similarly miscast as Deon’s rival Vincent Moore,
designer of the MOOSE mech; he’s the same old villain who wants to undermine
his co-workers for his own personal gain with no depth or complexity
whatsoever. As for Sigourney Weaver, her role is a laughable one, regulated to
a soulless CEO who is just as miniscule as Samuel L. Jackson in the 2014
Robocop remake. The characters of Chappie really don’t have anything going for
them, making it impossible for the film to put across any kind of whimsical or
heartfelt tone.
The one thing Chappie can cling to for support is its
visuals; Blomkamp’s gritty and dusty setting is once again an engaging
backdrop, even if the action that takes place this around isn’t worth getting
invested in. There’s plenty of run-down settings which highlight the criminal
presence in the area and the motion capture effects on Chappie himself are very
well done and believable. While the visual effects on the titular robot are
just as detailed as the prawns that came before, the editing is fairly basic by
comparison. The guerrilla, pseudo-realistic style of filmmaking featured in
Blomkamp’s previous films can never make an impression here because it is
quickly shoved to the side after the film’s opening moments. The sound design
is loud and pulse-pounding which certainly works well to matching the hard
hitting futuristic weapons but truth be told, this cannot serve a substitute
for unoriginal action sequences. Chappie’s technical presentation mostly sticks
with what works but it does little to make up for its numerous shortcomings.
Chappie is an enormous step backwards from District 9 in
every way imaginable; I expected so much better from Neil Blomkamp. There’s
nothing thoughtful, little that’s engaging and the film as a whole is just
clumsily put together. It’s a rather suspicious case of how creative control
can bring down a cinematic vision if placed in the wrong hands. My advice?
Watch Blomkamp’s vastly superior works and steer clear of this lazy imitation.
Rating: 1.5/5 Stars
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