More Comedy Than Tragedie., 13 June 2006
Author:
dunmore_ego from Los Angeles, California
*** This comment may contain spoilers ***
All I'm saying is: Leonardo DiCaprio should stop being prettier than
his female co-stars. In *Romeo and Juliet*, snub-nosed Claire Danes
bravely steps up to out-femme Leo's manly prettiness. And fails.
Leonardo is Romeo (kinda archly poetic, no?) and Claire is his Juliet.
Shakespeare's retelling of Ovid's *Pyramus and Thisbe* is retold with
creative conceptualizing and high-voltage visuals by Australian
thunderboy, director Baz Luhrmann, as an urban gang battle with a
decidedly MTV-ian thrust.
Alas, Luhrmann's noble idealism in re-inventing the Bard's most famous
play for a generation weaned on music videos and boy bands
unfortunately falls on ears deaf to irony, sarcasm, double entendre,
punning, words larger than six letters and intelligence. Which pretty
much rules out Shakespeare's *oeuvre*.
Throwing out major portions of text ("Text? What's that?" mumbles
Generation X), yet elocuting the remainder verbatim, performances are
unevenly astounding, for when the actors can stop shouting at each
other in the manner of Entertainment Tonight hosts declaring showbiz
headlines, their occasional fluidity creates pockets of crystal clarity
that move with the rhythms Shakespeare intended. Alas, it is
unsustainable for most of them.
Thrown into this mix of varying talents, Dash Mihok, Jamie Kennedy (it
was all I could do to stop imagining them prefacing everything with "Yo
yo yo ") and DiCaprio stand out like ailing speechaphobics against the
menacing fluidity of John Leguizamo, the simple sincerity of Claire
Danes and the authoritative Shakespearean veteran, Pete Postlethwaite
(still pushing 55, as he was 20 years ago).
As Mercutio, cross-dressing Harold Perrineau steals the show in his
mini-skirt, bra and command of Shakespearean rhythm. And look at those
legs!
The precursor to all Chick Flicks, you know the old story: boy meets
girl, boy loses girl, girl drinks poison, boy kills himself, girl wakes
up, girl kills herself. Ain't love grand?
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More Comedy Than Tragedie., 13 June 2006

Author: dunmore_ego from Los Angeles, California
*** This comment may contain spoilers ***
All I'm saying is: Leonardo DiCaprio should stop being prettier than his female co-stars. In *Romeo and Juliet*, snub-nosed Claire Danes bravely steps up to out-femme Leo's manly prettiness. And fails.
Leonardo is Romeo (kinda archly poetic, no?) and Claire is his Juliet. Shakespeare's retelling of Ovid's *Pyramus and Thisbe* is retold with creative conceptualizing and high-voltage visuals by Australian thunderboy, director Baz Luhrmann, as an urban gang battle with a decidedly MTV-ian thrust.
Alas, Luhrmann's noble idealism in re-inventing the Bard's most famous play for a generation weaned on music videos and boy bands unfortunately falls on ears deaf to irony, sarcasm, double entendre, punning, words larger than six letters and intelligence. Which pretty much rules out Shakespeare's *oeuvre*.
Throwing out major portions of text ("Text? What's that?" mumbles Generation X), yet elocuting the remainder verbatim, performances are unevenly astounding, for when the actors can stop shouting at each other in the manner of Entertainment Tonight hosts declaring showbiz headlines, their occasional fluidity creates pockets of crystal clarity that move with the rhythms Shakespeare intended. Alas, it is unsustainable for most of them.
Thrown into this mix of varying talents, Dash Mihok, Jamie Kennedy (it was all I could do to stop imagining them prefacing everything with "Yo yo yo ") and DiCaprio stand out like ailing speechaphobics against the menacing fluidity of John Leguizamo, the simple sincerity of Claire Danes and the authoritative Shakespearean veteran, Pete Postlethwaite (still pushing 55, as he was 20 years ago).
As Mercutio, cross-dressing Harold Perrineau steals the show in his mini-skirt, bra and command of Shakespearean rhythm. And look at those legs!
The precursor to all Chick Flicks, you know the old story: boy meets girl, boy loses girl, girl drinks poison, boy kills himself, girl wakes up, girl kills herself. Ain't love grand?
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