Regia: Tim Burton
Cast: Rod Steiger , Annette Bening , Glenn Close , Jack Nicholson , Sarah Jessica Parker , Michael J. Fox, Pierce Brosnan , Martin Short, Danny DeVito , Tom Jones, Lukas Haas ,
Length: 110 minutes
Production: USA
Plot: A fleet of flying saucers reached the U.S.. The President is organizing a welcoming committee when there are already those who plan to do business with them. The first impact is devastating enough to the flight of a dove, symbol of peace, to unleash a massacre by the Martians. After the ritual of apology, there is an invitation to Congress where aliens are anxious to eliminate most of Representatives. Now the battle is open. The President is killed but the States will be saved by a boy and listened to records by his grandmother. Tim Burton sets up an amusement park on "aliens in the movie" inspired by a collection of figurines of the fifties at the time banned for being too "violent." Martians and Terrans are grotesque, but the inhabitants of our planet are also bleak. The President of the United States, assigned to Nicholson in a large vein, becomes a symbol of "civilization" as mystifying as not having the courage to even more brutality.
Lietta Tornabuoni (La Stampa)
Archaeologist sentimental of his childhood and childishness of the film, lover and lover of the joke of the past, Tim Burton does with thirty-seven Mars Attacks! a parody of all the parody and satire of the century American society, tender evocation of the first sci-fi spectacular ingenue, a large cinema cannibal film, a film very funny, intelligent and confirms its immaturity perennial quell'insopprimibile link himself with the nostalgic kid or teenager, that stubborn refusal of adulthood to some degree introduced him to Steven Spielberg or Nanni Moretti. Mars is attacking America, and America is not prepared. The U.S. president (Jack Nicholson, Extraordinary) has a myopic trust in the good will and in their own seductive Martian talking as a politician, is carried away by slogans ("It is the most important event since Jesus appeared in Galilee"), thinks especially vain to his image ("I'll talk about all the networks will put the full Cerruti). The American military leaders can be white warmongers (Rod Steiger) or blacks pacifists, however, are incapable, inept. The scientist of State Pierce Brosnan affably fiddles with his pipe without understanding anything. The news is so focused on themselves ("How's my hair look good?") That I could not see what is happening (and Sarah Jessica Parker ends with the well-coiffed head grafted on the body of a dog). Everyone is optimistic, curious and euphoric as before a new show, not even capable of imagining a danger of reality. The Martians arrive, and Martians: ugly green monsters one meter high, huge brain, skeletal and macrocephaly, large eyes with a ball. "We come in peace," proclaimed liars: and they begin to destroy everything and everyone, with their green rays also kill the whole group of politicians of the Congress, destroy the White House, the Casinos of Las Vegas, the Capitol in Washington, the Eiffel Tower in Paris, Big Ben in London, set fire to buildings, bringing down the city. They are invincible because no one comes to understand them, are as unpredictable and restless teenagers engaged in evil acts free of charge, are incomprehensible as a band of excited children anarchist. In fact, only two children experienced blacks know to hit video games, only one boy together with his grandmother will be able to defeat them by spreading a highly melodic music that the Martians can not stand: those notes go to their heads, drooping the big brain, kill them. To save America and the world are therefore a teenager and an old, unproductive citizens, and then considered socially Martians, aliens. The style of Mars Attacks! he clings to the old science fiction movies (The Day the Earth, Forbidden Planet) with which the producer and director Tim Burton has grown, certain figures showy, colorful and crude used for advertising of chewing gum that Topps Burton collected in 1962. The setting is not contemporary and even invented a brand new retro vintage timeless. The special effects look expensive, and they want to craft wise, poor (you review Godzilla, a giant robot chases the steely drive). The Earth-Mars war is mystified as the Gulf War. Handsome, witty, funny. Maybe with some time discouraged halfway through the film, as if the director had lost enthusiasm and energy, but with wonderful actors: Jack Nicholson says unrecognizable also part of a boss in Las Vegas, the husband of Annette Bening New Age follower of Eastern philosophies and universal, Lisa Marie, wife of director, plays with an endless blonde wig the only girl on Mars looks more or less land.
Tullio Kezich (Il Corriere della Sera)
"Ak! Ak! Ak. " Versacci screaming incomprehensible, on board a host of flying saucers in one day in May of any year, the little green men on the planet Mars descend en masse on Earth. Faithfully traced on a set of figurines for children published by Topps in 1962, Mars Attacks! (Out of competition at the Berlinale) is one scherzaccio that in his cheek and blatant buffoonery contains a serious talk. On a screenplay by Jonathan Gems of English, the brilliant director Tim Burton puts on a dozen people scattered around the United States, and the characteristic that unites them, President Jack Nicholson entrepreneur trickster in Las Vegas (again Nicholson), by Glenn Close in the guise of the First Lady snarling superfalco General Rod Steiger, Pierce Brosnan to the gullible by the scientist sciocchissima TV journalist Sarah Jessica Parker and so forth, is to continue to want all their petty game: like Danny De Vito, that Martian or not, think of throwing the dice to the casino and basta.Se Kubrick's Dr. Strangelove, a film in which Mars Attacks! in some respects recalls, was a libel action against the military and scientists subservient to their evil designs, we do not find messages in one direction. On Earth there are no real villains, only fools. And just a Flaubertian contemplation of stupidity leaves Burton, noting the inability to take appropriate measures in respect of the invaders, which soon reveal nasty: machine-gunned the Congress blew up the Eiffel Tower, Big Ben and the Taj Mahal; and finally lead the assault Into the White House. To the best of his ability ironic, Nicholson draws a memorable political satire without the quality stuff to make your ears whistle even some our national counterpart, the scene in which addresses from unwanted visitors a greasy demagogic speech in return for a well deserved as pugnalata.Non centered is the second character sketched by the great actor that does not justify the duplication of device. Like other holdings in the film are superfluous and discolored, including that of De Vito, while the rhythm misfires here and there. But in his bold steps Mars Attacks! recovering from any slip into a bizarre and svariante key to ensuring the veteran Sylvia Sydney unaware of the role and arteriosclerotic saving the Earth only because he loves the old songs like Indian Love Call. To say, between a laugh and another, between a shiver of fear and the other, that humanity can be saved only focusing on short-sighted cunning ingenuity disinterested.
"Ak! Ak! Ak. " Versacci screaming incomprehensible, on board a host of flying saucers in one day in May of any year, the little green men on the planet Mars descend en masse on Earth. Faithfully traced on a set of figurines for children published by Topps in 1962, Mars Attacks! (Out of competition at the Berlinale) is one scherzaccio that in his cheek and blatant buffoonery contains a serious talk. On a screenplay by Jonathan Gems of English, the brilliant director Tim Burton puts on a dozen people scattered around the United States, and the characteristic that unites them, President Jack Nicholson entrepreneur trickster in Las Vegas (again Nicholson), by Glenn Close in the guise of the First Lady snarling superfalco General Rod Steiger, Pierce Brosnan to the gullible by the scientist sciocchissima TV journalist Sarah Jessica Parker and so forth, is to continue to want all their petty game: like Danny De Vito, that Martian or not, think of throwing the dice to the casino and basta.Se Kubrick's Dr. Strangelove, a film in which Mars Attacks! in some respects recalls, was a libel action against the military and scientists subservient to their evil designs, we do not find messages in one direction. On Earth there are no real villains, only fools. And just a Flaubertian contemplation of stupidity leaves Burton, noting the inability to take appropriate measures in respect of the invaders, which soon reveal nasty: machine-gunned the Congress blew up the Eiffel Tower, Big Ben and the Taj Mahal; and finally lead the assault Into the White House. To the best of his ability ironic, Nicholson draws a memorable political satire without the quality stuff to make your ears whistle even some our national counterpart, the scene in which addresses from unwanted visitors a greasy demagogic speech in return for a well deserved as pugnalata.Non centered is the second character sketched by the great actor that does not justify the duplication of device. Like other holdings in the film are superfluous and discolored, including that of De Vito, while the rhythm misfires here and there. But in his bold steps Mars Attacks! recovering from any slip into a bizarre and svariante key to ensuring the veteran Sylvia Sydney unaware of the role and arteriosclerotic saving the Earth only because he loves the old songs like Indian Love Call. To say, between a laugh and another, between a shiver of fear and the other, that humanity can be saved only focusing on short-sighted cunning ingenuity disinterested.
And now it's up to me : Obviously wonderful film, beautifully as the director (any: D) using characters from the past to make a film for future environment. Very nice:)
the next ... ;)
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