The Dangerous Lives of Altar
Boys
Let's
face it; no matter where you went to school, Junior High was a crappy
time for everybody. Hormones flying, and you think you're an adult long
before anybody else does. (Guess what? You're pretty much wrong, anyway.)
And all your problems seem huge.
In most coming
of age stories, the problems are actually as huge as they seem, but
somehow, everybody seems much cooler. The Dangerous Lives of Altar
Boys achieves that by using teen actors who are past their hormonal
rush, and by bringing in Todd McFarlane (Spawn) to animate their
imaginations. The combination results in a movie that appears far edgier
than it actually is, with a rather sloppy sense of its time period.
As the title might
suggest, the movie deals with a group of Catholic schoolboys trying
to sort out who they are, while doing "battle" with their teacher, Sister
Assumpta (Jodie Foster). Francis (Emile Hirsch) wants nothing more out
of life than to write and draw comics, an admirable goal that understandably
plays second fiddle to his adolescent desire for Margie Flynn (Jena
Malone).
Left to his own
devices, Francis would simply worship from afar, or from just two rows
over in Math class. Fortunately or not, his best friend Tim (Kieran
Culkin) pushes things along by sending her poetry in his name.
It might all seem
innocent enough, except Margie has already tried to commit suicide for
reasons revealed surprisingly early. And Tim just might be sociopathic,
with Francis being the only thing capable of tying him down to earth.
Every now and then, Tim has to push things too far. At first, at least,
Francis has too much fun with Tim's plans to question them, even when
they involve kidnapping a mountain lion from a local zoo.
British video director
Peter Care makes his film debut with this adaptation of a cult novel
by Chris Furman. (And by cult, we mean to say a novel that nobody's
heard of except for hip people, and by hip people, we mean to say the
people involved in this film.) While the book may be clever and deep
and worth the attention this movie will give it, it somehow loses its
edge onscreen.
Obviously concentrating
on telling a straightforward story, Care's direction is competent enough,
but plodding. This may be the only time I've ever sat through a movie
wishing the director had brought more of his video sensibilities to
bear. Every scene is clearly told, but visually unexciting.
Actually, the movie
does start with a bang, as the two boys perform a homework assignment
obviously outside Assumpta's intent. From that cheerfully dangerous
opener, things shift over to McFarlane's vision of the boys' comic book,
which carries most of the life in the rest of the movie.
Care offers a couple
of twists with some quirky characterizations. Vincent D'onofrio plays
Father Casey with bemusement that hints at far more depth, but as it's
not his story, Care ignores him. In the first trip to the zoo, too,
there is a tour guide with a strong personality, but it's the last time
any actor verges into the outrageous.
Part of the problem
lies in the script, which seems unwilling to explore any unreal element
outside of the comic book, called The Atomic Trinity. Margie's room
hosts a ghost, which we do see, but it ends up being more a reflection
of Francis' disconnection than anything else.
All the adults
are ciphers, replacing character with characteristics. Tim's parents
yell a lot (and we only see them in one scene), which is meant to explain
his behavior. As Assumpta, Foster just doesn't seem that villainous,
or mean, or even slightly unreasonable. All she has is authority and
a wooden leg. That may be enough from a kid's point of view, but outside
of the comic, we don't really see that warped viewpoint. (Malcolm
In The Middle does a much better job of this, though granted, the
whole show is warped.)
The actors involved
all do a great job with what they have. As the artist learning his temperament,
Hirsch believably conveys all the confusion of a kid who wants to be
good, but keeps having a good time instead. Malone has yet to give a
bad performance, though she plays troubled teen so well that she may
have a hard time transitioning to an adult career. (Okay, so Foster
managed it…)
Culkin is always
a surprise, because I keep expecting him to suck. Luckily for him, he
stayed in supporting roles as a child actor, allowing him to build his
craft and not make the mistakes of his brother. When he plays mean,
it seems natural, not a calculated career move.
Interpreting the
boys' dreams (and supposedly unsupervised), McFarlane seems an apt choice
for adolescent fantasy. Though the film takes place in the late 'seventies,
the superhero identities the boys and their friends have adopted could
easily fit in the early 'nineties. (One is Captain Asskicker - didn't
Liefeld draw that?)
In a surprisingly
subtle nod, Francis' alter ego borrows heavily but not overtly from
Swamp Thing, building off of a throwaway moment when he's shown specifically
choosing that comic at the newsstand. But for a movie that has comics
at its core, the set designers really didn't care to be too accurate.
Yes, this is nitpicky, but I found it jarring to see comics published
over a fifteen-year span to all be vying for space on the spinner rack,
especially with '80's Marvels in the background while the seller slips
Francis that "latest issue of Swamp Thing" priced at twenty cents.
Because of its
cult novel origins, The Dangerous Lives Of Altar Boys is likely
to play at your local art house, if at all. Not to worry if you don't
have one, because it will play just as well on video.
What's It Worth?
$3.99