Friday, May 11, 2012

The Dictator: Film Review

The Dictator at Podium - H 2012

Sacha Baron Cohen's shotgun blasts of scabrous humor hit more than they miss in The Dictator, a self-consciously outrageous send-up of a mad dog Middle Eastern autocrat who has his eyes and heart openedbut not too muchduring a crazy visit to New York City. Rebounding from the disappointing Bruno, Cohen employs a comic range that ricochets between wicked political barbs and the lowest anatomical farce, to often funny and occasionally hilarious effect. This is his most conventionally formatted narrative film, without the pretense to catching people off-guard in real situations, and while it will prove too extreme for a portion of the mainstream public, Cohen's fans should generally welcome it to good box office returns.

PHOTOS: Sacha Baron Cohen's 5 Most Memorable Stunts: Ali G, Bruno, General Aladeen

Dedicated In loving memory of Kim Jong-il, who occupied a place of comic honor in Team America: World Police, The Dictator can only have been made with two other late despot, Muammar Gaddafi and Saddam Hussein, especially in mind, given the extent of ego and quantity of medals brandished by Admiral General Aladeen (Cohen) of Wadiya. Instantly recognizable due to his substantial black beard, Aladeen has been in power since the age of seven, sends even valued associates to the executioner for the merest perceived slight and has a wall of photographs of his celebrity sexual conquests, the latest of whom is Megan Fox, seen here making a hasty exit after a handsomely rewarded night between the sheets.

VIDEO: 'The Dictator' Drops Kim Jong II Ashes on Ryan Seacrest

Like any notorious tyrant, Aladeen needs at least one double to throw enemies off and even to be assassinated from time to time, which is what gets him into trouble in the quick-firing script by Cohen, Alec Berg, David Mandel and Jeff Schaffer. Aladeen's resentful chief henchman Tamir (Ben Kinsley), finds a dimwitted shepherd who's a twin for his boss and, on a trip to New York, plans to pass the imposter off as the real thing for a speech at the United Nations. Tamir will also have the stand-in sign a new, democratic constitution that will make him and various business associates, notably a Chinese capitalist (Bobby Lee) very rich indeed.

VIDEO: The Dictator: Trailer

Sidelined and shorn of his facial shrubbery, Aladeen is relegated to the hoi polloi for the first time in his life and in the United States, no less. Much of the film's most successful cultural humor stems from the almost unimaginable relationship between Aladeen, who takes up the name of Allison Burgers, and vegan/feminist/all-natural/way too politically correct manager of the Free Earth Collective, Zoey (a brown-haired Anna Faris), whom he first encounters at an anti-Aladeen protest rally. Some truly riotous stuff stems from the interloper's startling verbal and sometimes physical abuse of store customers and staff and Zoey herself, who sometimes gets upset at his all-purpose assault on every race, color and creed but more often doesn't seem to know what the hell he's saying.

STORY: Sacha Baron Cohens Dictator Congratulates New French President

Further fresh laughs stem from an unexpected reunion with his former chief rocket scientist and nuclear expert Nadal (Jason Mantzoukas), whom Aladeen thought he had executed but who is now among the refugees who cram the Death to Aladeen restaurant. The extremes of the film's political black humor arrive in a diabolically clever scene in a tourist helicopter over Manhattan as a straight older American couple become increasingly alarmed overhearing these two suspicious looking characters speaking some Middle Eastern language peppered with English phrases like 9/11 (they're actually discussing a Porsche), Empire State Building and Statue of Liberty and making explosion noises. The far shores of outrageous bodily comedy are reached in two scenes at the Collective, one in which Zoey has to teach her odd sort-of boyfriend how to masturbate and another featuring an emergency childbirth in which Aladeen, after successfully seeing it through, blithely asks, Where's the trash can? It's a girl.

VIDEO: The Dictator Opening Scene

The climax, naturally, involves the unavoidable encounter of the two Aladeens, real and phoney, at the much-anticipated signing of the new democratic constitution. Larry Charles, who guided both Borat and Bruno for Cohen, directs in an entirely unadorned, straightforward manner that means only to serve the augment the comic exploits of the star, although this time without the mockumentary aspects. The pair also continue to acknowledge when enough is enough; this one comes in at a tight 84 minutes, just two minutes longer than its predecessors.

Although The Dictator arrives at a happy ending, after a fashion, it's more nuanced and intellectually satisfying than one expects and is preceded by a pointed political speech that will rile up pro- and anti-American establishment sentiment for different reasons. Musically the film is lively and diverse.

Mostly shot in New York, the film's main overseas setting is the quasi-Moorish styled Plaza de Espana in Sevilla, Spain, most famously used for the British officers' club in Lawrence of Arabia.

Opens: May 16 (Paramount)

Production: Four By Two Films, Berg Mandel Schaffer, Scott Rudin Productions

Cast: Sacha Baron Cohen, Anna Faris, Jason Mantzoukas, Ben Kingsley, Megan Fox, John C. Reilly, Bobby Lee

Director: Larry Charles

Screenwriters: Sacha Baron Cohen, Alec Berg, David Mandel, Jeff Schaffer

Producers: Sacha Baron Cohen, Alec Berg, David Mandel, Jeff Schaffer

Executive producers: Mari Jo Winkler-Ioffreda, Adam McKay, Peter Baynham, Dan Mazer

Director of photography: Lawrence Sher

Production designer: Victor Kempster

Costume designer: Jeffrey Kurland

Costumes for Sacha Baron Cohen: Jason Alper

Editors: Greg Hayden, Eric Kissack

R rating, 84 minutes

See video

0 comments:

Post a Comment