The Jungle Book: Movie Review #9365 THE JUNGLE BOOK.
Remake of the 1967 Disney animated movie which in turn was based on a collection of stories written by Rudyard Kipling late nineteenth century. As a kid I never got to see the animated version & remember feeling quite left out as all my friends did.
Anyway having long since gotten over that childhood trauma, I popped along to the 3D version showing this evening in downtown Palmerston North. Have to say it is a beautifully crafted film, made all the more dramatic in 3D, albeit with a few obvious hat tips to StarWars, The Lion King & the original Planet of the Apes. Cinematography is amazing & NZ's own Weta Digital had a hand in its production. I picked most of the voices apart from Bagheera the panther whom I initially thought was Sir Anthony Hopkins but turned out to be another British knight, Sir Ben Kingsley.
If you don't know the story, man-cub Mowgli is raised by wolves in the Indian jungle & forms all sorts of interesting relationships with the animals within his surrounds. Shere Kan the tiger however is intent on man-cub for supper/revenge & pursues him through thick & thin, finally meeting his match in Mowgli's tricks, which he had previously been berrated for deploying. Along the way Mowgli meets Baloo the bear (Bill Murray), Kaa a python (Scarlett Johanssen) & King Louie a massive orangutan (a very Godfather-like Christopher Walken), each wanting Mowgli & his tricks to help with their own agendas.
A few little goofs noted; Baloo emerges from a river almost completely dry & when the wolves get rained on they don't seem to get wet, unlike Mowgli who is often submerged & drenched!
All-in-all thoroughly entertaining although being a Friday night, I was pretty jaded after a tough week & had a little trouble staying engaged. Note: make sure you see it in 3D! 9/10.
I'm a movie nut from way back with my first ever being The Hallelujah Trail from 1964. Ever since, I've been mesmerized by the giant screen, and the darkness that went on forever. Despite the infernally uncomfortable seats, (plus having to stand for God Save the Queen), I've been enticed ever since to duck into a theatre whenever I can for a few hours of escapism.