Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Revisiting Star Wars - Episode V: The Empire Strikes Back

Star Wars Episode V: The Empire Strikes Back (1980): Dir. Irvin Kershner. Written by: Leigh Brackett and Lawrence Kadan. Story by: George Lucas. Starring: Mark Hamill, Harrison Ford, Carrie Fisher and Billy Dee Williams. Rated PG (A severed hand and some questionable father-son bonding). Running time: 124 minutes.

4 stars (out of four)

The Empire Strikes Back takes a good thing and makes it great. A select few sequels are able to pull this trick off. Whereas the first film is typically burdened by necessary but cumbersome tasks like introducing characters and establishing setting, a sequel has the opportunity to use its predecessor as a launching pad, a base with which the audience is already familiar, and take off in bold, new directions.

This particular sequel is fortunate enough to have been given a whole universe to play with and freely invents new worlds for its characters to visit and subsequently blast the heck out of. The planet-hopping begins on an ice world called Hoth where the film’s first act takes place. There, Luke (Mark Hamill), Leia (Carrie Fisher) and Han (Harrison Ford) hide from the Empire in a secret base with their Rebel Alliance buddies.

The opening sequence concludes with a spectacularly exciting ground battle in which the Rebels just barely escape extermination. (The Empire’s small army of four-legged, mechanical colossuses is a highlight.) The gang is forced to split up and from here the movie follows two main narrative threads. Luke looks to further his Jedi training by seeking out a wise, old master named Yoda in the remote swamps of Dagobah. Meanwhile, Han and Leia, along with furry first mate Chewbacca (Peter Mayhew) and C-3PO, the pesky cyborg with a British accent, navigate the dangers of deep space after a close call with Imperial ships.

In a number of scenes, the film adopts a dark, grungy sci-fi style reminiscent of Ridley Scott’s Alien, released in 1979, one year before Empire. The Rebel base on Hoth has the look of a hastily built safe house – stray wires and power generators are all over the place – and maintenance on Han Solo’s prized ship, the Millennium Falcon, involves tinkering behind wall panels with a rusty box of tools.

These sets – along with the perpetually overcast and bat-infested marshes of Dagobah; the cold, metallic interiors of the Imperial Star Destroyers; and the industrial inner workings of Cloud City where the climactic battle between Luke and Darth Vader takes place – flesh out the Star Wars universe and reveal it to be an expansive place that is not necessarily always pretty.

Director Irvin Kershner and cinematographer Peter Suschitzky shoot these locations in a way that suggests much more of these worlds exists beyond the frame. A number of the fancier set pieces are filmed with a large depth of field, which allows several layers of background activity to be seen in a single shot. What was likely a limited set becomes bustling with life and action. There is always something interesting to look at in this film.

The movie’s success does not rest solely on its visual style though. The script, written by Leigh Brackett and Lawrence Kasdan from a story by George Lucas, is more sophisticated than the first Star Wars. There are gray areas between good and evil, and independent agents such as Han’s dashing pal Lando Calrissian (Billy Dee Williams), who picks neither side in the war and acts in his own best interest. But none of the darkness or complexity of the film dampens its sense of whimsy. Even in the face of the dark and ominous power of the Empire, the adventures of our plucky heroes remain lighthearted.

The romance between Han and Leia adds a new wrinkle of human interest. The flirtatious banter between Mr. Ford and Ms. Fisher could be from an old Hollywood romantic comedy; the wit and rhythm of their dialogue recalls that of Bogart and Bacall:

Han: “Come on, admit it, sometimes you think I’m all right.”
Leia: “Occasionally. Maybe. When you aren’t acting like a scoundrel.”
“Scoundrel? …Scoundrel? …I like the sound of that.”
“Stop that.”
“Stop what?”
“Stop that. My hands are dirty.”
“My hands are dirty too. What are you afraid of?”
“Afraid?”
“You’re trembling.”
“I’m not trembling.”
“You like me because I’m a scoundrel. There aren’t enough scoundrels in your life.”
“I happen to like nice men.”
“I’m a nice man.”
“No you’re not. You’re—”
They kiss.

The Empire Strikes Back is blockbuster filmmaking at its finest, full of explosions and excitement but also crafted with care. Far too many of today’s summer heavy-hitters seem to be going through the multi-million dollar motions only for the box office. What a shame. Here is a movie that does not take its profits for granted (and given the success of Star Wars, it most certainly could have) and instead sets a high water mark for quality in big budget action movies.

- Steve Avigliano, 3/20/12

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