Every once in a while, a fantastic movie event comes to us,
a perfect alignment of acting, writing, and direction what creates a perfect
storm of cinema, providing great entertainment that we will remember for years
to come. Winter’s Tale is one of those movies.
And it is terrible.
And it is hilarious.
This is a movie where everything seems to go wrong, and the
result is not only a mangled mess of a film, but is so mangled in all the right
ways that you have to wonder who in their right mind would have signed off on
making this film a reality. That said, Winter’s Tale does seem to target the
love-for-love’s-sake obsessed Twilight
demographic, so maybe this film’s producers couldn’t be bothered. All in all, though, if you’re a fan of horrible
cinema, Winter’s Tale may just fill
your WTF quotient.
Colin Ferrell plays a man named Peter Lake, who finds a
magic horse while running away from a gangster named Pearly, played by Russell
Crowe, in early 20th century New York. The horse then takes him to meet a woman
dying of consumption who he immediately falls in love with because of destiny
or some bullshit. Pearly turns out to be
a demon bent on preventing miracles from happening, and he goes after Peter and
his lady love to prevent him from performing a miracle and saving her
life. But then, the girl dies, and
Pearly kills Peter. Or so Pearly
thinks! Because Peter’s alive, but has
amnesia, and lives until the present day without aging, and then suddenly
doesn’t have amnesia, and saves a little girl with cancer, and turns Pearly
into a snowman. Yeah. This movie makes just as much goddamn sense as that synopsis would lead you to believe. The plot is all over the place, offers little
in the way of explanation that isn’t just vague gibberish, and its pacing goes
right out the window about two-thirds of the way through. And I can’t help but laugh at it.
The performances in this film feel so genuine too, which
only adds to the comedy. To see Colin
Ferrell weep over his ill-defined character of a love interest feels like it
belongs in a much better film, but here it comes off as over the top and
silly. Russell Crowe absolutely chews up the
scenery as the villain, and he’s clearly having fun just being the
two-dimensional villain that he’s written as, spouting nonsensical exposition
about miracles and angels and stars like saying it in a gravelly voice will
somehow make it able to be taken seriously.
The only one who truly seems to realize just how much a shit show this
production is turns out to be Will Smith as Lucifer, who lives in a sewer and
disappears when you turn out the lights.
Watching him say his lines with a bored expression and a cartoon Satan
shadow dancing behind him is about as apt an image as this film deserves to
represent it.
I wouldn’t even mind the silliness if any of it made any
sort of coherent sense. Everything in
this film ostensibly takes place in the real world, yet Pearly runs around with
a demon face and a legion of henchmen, a horse grows fairy wings and flies
around, and Peter lives for a century without growing old, and NOBODY SO MUCH
AS RAISES AN EYEBROW! It’s impossible to
take any of this fantastical imagery seriously if it has no impact on the
characters or the world they inhabit. A
film needs to ground itself in some sort of relatable framework of cause and
effect, or else nothing that happens in the film will feel part of a cohesive
world. So instead, here is a film that amounts to a cinematic equivalent of an infant's hanging mobile, supposedly enthralling us with the pretty images dangling in front of our noses, but with little context, substance, or interconnectivity between them.
And yet, I found myself chuckling at just how stupid this
film turned out to be. It’s trying to be
a story about true love, but instead doesn’t know what it’s about, stumbling
over its own mythology like a pre-schooler telling you about a movie they saw
while half awake and dreaming of unicorns.
I can’t wait for the guys over at Rifftrax to take a stab at this one,
because it is that caliber of bad. It’s
not exactly the next The Room or Troll 2, but if you’re looking for a new
film to build a drinking game around, Winter’s
Tale may fit the bill. Otherwise,
stay away.
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