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Warning: This review will probably contain spoilers, though i'm unsure as i haven't written it yet.
The Minority Report (2002)
Directed by Steven Spielberg.
Thi Minority Report is two films in one, hinging upon two seperate endings. For the first two thirds, it runs as a visually-gorgeous, advertising-laden look into the bizzare world of tomorrow, where all the murders in the District of Columbia are stopped before they happen, using the abilities of precognitive mutants ('Precogs') to predict and prevent such crimes.
The Precog division comes under review by the FBI as a possible method of crime control in the rest of the nation, and at the same time Detective John Anderton (Tom Cruise, in an actually okay performance), a man haunted by the abduction of his young son, is marked by the Precogs as the next perpertrator, but with one minor disagreement amongst the mutants, the eponymous 'minority report'.
As Anderton runs, knowing he can't escape, and attempts to prove his innocence in a world where all privacy is second to crime control, he begins uncovering the vagaries of something amiss. Finally, he steals one of the precogs (the leader, Agatha (Samantha Morton)) and attempts to tap her mind. Finally he tracks-down the man he is supposed to kill, despite urgings to the contrary by Agatha, and discovers that this is the man who supposedly stole his son. Anderton goes to kill him, Agatha begging him not to, and then doesn't. The entire validity of the Precog method is shattered. Crimes can be averted. The thousands of would-be criminals locked inside their own personal hells in the prison may in fact be innoncent. What a thought-provoking and intelligent ending, and not even over-long.
Except that it's a thought-provoking and intelligent ending, and not even over-long.
Here is where the makers, either because they thought it would be clever or were afraid this would be another cripplingly-expensive succes d'estime like Bladerunner, go all Mission Impossible on us. The criminal didn't kill Anderton's son. There's some conspiracy by which Director Lamar Burgess (Max von Sydow) has been concealing some icky murders, and the entire film dissolves from a tightly-wound civil liberties paranoia flick to a very average bit of espionage so unremarkable I can't even remember it (although the rest is quite clear).
So it is my recommendation that you watch Minority Report end to end the first time, and then just watch it to the scene in the hotel room from then on in. Whether they choked on their own cleverness or what, they really should have wound it up there. This tacked-on ending is the one thing stopping Minority Report from rivalling even Bladerunner as a film.
***1/2
The Minority Report (2002)
Directed by Steven Spielberg.
Thi Minority Report is two films in one, hinging upon two seperate endings. For the first two thirds, it runs as a visually-gorgeous, advertising-laden look into the bizzare world of tomorrow, where all the murders in the District of Columbia are stopped before they happen, using the abilities of precognitive mutants ('Precogs') to predict and prevent such crimes.
The Precog division comes under review by the FBI as a possible method of crime control in the rest of the nation, and at the same time Detective John Anderton (Tom Cruise, in an actually okay performance), a man haunted by the abduction of his young son, is marked by the Precogs as the next perpertrator, but with one minor disagreement amongst the mutants, the eponymous 'minority report'.
As Anderton runs, knowing he can't escape, and attempts to prove his innocence in a world where all privacy is second to crime control, he begins uncovering the vagaries of something amiss. Finally, he steals one of the precogs (the leader, Agatha (Samantha Morton)) and attempts to tap her mind. Finally he tracks-down the man he is supposed to kill, despite urgings to the contrary by Agatha, and discovers that this is the man who supposedly stole his son. Anderton goes to kill him, Agatha begging him not to, and then doesn't. The entire validity of the Precog method is shattered. Crimes can be averted. The thousands of would-be criminals locked inside their own personal hells in the prison may in fact be innoncent. What a thought-provoking and intelligent ending, and not even over-long.
Except that it's a thought-provoking and intelligent ending, and not even over-long.
Here is where the makers, either because they thought it would be clever or were afraid this would be another cripplingly-expensive succes d'estime like Bladerunner, go all Mission Impossible on us. The criminal didn't kill Anderton's son. There's some conspiracy by which Director Lamar Burgess (Max von Sydow) has been concealing some icky murders, and the entire film dissolves from a tightly-wound civil liberties paranoia flick to a very average bit of espionage so unremarkable I can't even remember it (although the rest is quite clear).
So it is my recommendation that you watch Minority Report end to end the first time, and then just watch it to the scene in the hotel room from then on in. Whether they choked on their own cleverness or what, they really should have wound it up there. This tacked-on ending is the one thing stopping Minority Report from rivalling even Bladerunner as a film.
***1/2