1984


Sixteen Candles

Ah, John Hughes. The man behind The Breakfast Club, She’s Having a Baby, and other slice of life films about adolescence, coming of age, or general human situations started his directing career with 1984’s classic coming of age comedy Sixteen Candles. The movie that would turn Molly Ringwald into a household name was a movie that focused on what teens across America worried about: acceptance, love, and high school. With loads of similar films in the 80s, Sixteen Candles might be the most critically acclaimed for its charm and for its general lack of raunchiness.

The tagline reads “It’s the time of your life that may last a lifetime.” Hughes tries to capture the venerable idea that high school seems to last evermore. Today, that idea seems more ubiquitous than ever as kids scuttle up the social ladder right through high school with worry and angst. Many still live in a “high school” world, too, as a trip down memory lane would point towards. Reputation is an important issue among many people, so the themes in films like Sixteen Candles have a common appeal. As long as humans fight to be noticed (or not to be noticed), movies will always survey the meaning behind it.

Ringwald stars as Samantha Baker and the movie begins as she wakes up on her sixteenth birthday. Ginny (Blanche Baker), Samantha’s sister, is taking all of the attention off of Samantha due to her imminent wedding and the birthday is forgotten about. Samantha heads to school, struggling with the idea that her parents forgot the most significant day of her life, and is incessantly plagued both by her ongoing fascination with Jake Ryan (Michael Shoeffling) and the advances of The Geek (Anthony Michael Hall). The film moves through the day as Samantha tries to get Jake to notice her and tries to fend off the advances of The Geek.

The supporting cast is very enjoyable. Paul Dooley is great as Samantha’s father, providing some clever balance to the film’s bedlam and participating in one of the most crucial scenes in a father-daughter talk. Gedde Watanabe as Long Duk Dong pretty much exists for a little racially-tinged comic relief, but he’s pleasant nevertheless. The grandparents, as played by Edward Andrews, Billie Bird, Carole Cook, and Max Showalter, fit the stereotypes nicely and give Ringwald a lot to play with. The opening sequence with Samantha and her grandparents is a riotous example of the chemistry the cast has.

Sixteen Candles does begin to falter slightly towards its climax and does seem shaky in some moments, but it is a good film overall. Hughes treats the teen comedy with esteem and demonstrates a capacity to listen to the characters. Instead of using teens as a gratuitous setup for bawdy behaviour and comic generalizations, Hughes sets up a dreadful situation in the forgetting of a girl’s sixteenth birthday and takes things logically from there. One great example of this ability to listen is in the scene in which The Geek and Samantha have a discussion in the car in the auto shop at school. Once The Geek gets over his sex-crazed dogma, the pair starts to truly have a conversation about life, fear, and the need for friends. It’s a moment that would often be overlooked in other teen films.

Ringwald is the model centerpiece for the story, too. She provides terrific reactions and delivers her lines exactly how they should be delivered. She’s a teen, not an actress, and it’s important that this comes across on the screen. In a day and age where teens in movies are played by performers in their late-20s to early-30s, it’s invigorating to see a classic in which the performances resound with precision and attention to detail. Ringwald was actually 16 during the making of the film, so that helps a great deal in capturing the energy required. She was a natural and has since gone on to become one of the most renowned “teen” actresses.

Sixteen Candles works because it produces enough lovability and sincerity per square inch of comedy that it matches the subtle balance required to make a teen comedy work. Instead of providing wall-to-wall nudity and mechanical sex jokes involving characters with no prudence or profundity, Hughes’ film delivers an honest story centered around dialogue that reflects how teens actually talk and a plot that focuses in on how they think. It’s a film with feeling and that’s worth an awful lot in the teen comedy genre.

8/10

Trailer (the trailer does cut off near the end, so I’m looking for a better one):

Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom

Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom is actually a prequel to Raiders of the Lost Ark. Released in May of 1984, Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom was based on an original story by George Lucas and once again featured Steven Spielberg in the director’s chair. The sequel is much darker than Raiders of the Lost Ark, due to Lucas’ idea to make the film a sort of adventure/horror film. Lucas made the film a prequel as he didn’t want to repeat the idea of the Nazis as villains and had several ideas concerning a haunted castle and ancient Chinese classical character the Monkey King. In the end, however, Lucas wound up creating the Sankara Stones for the tale.

William Hyuck and Gloria Katz were brought on to help write the script due to their knowledge of Indian culture. The script was made darker and more personal, with more gruesome scenes included. Some of the rejected sequences from Raiders of the Lost Ark were put to use in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom, including the mine cart chase and the fall out of the plane on to the raft. Spielberg and Lucas also wanted to continue the series’ now-famous usage of “creepy crawlers,” so they utilized several large bugs and worms for the film’s catacomb sequence. All of the bugs used in the film were harmless, but certainly were still creepy and crawly. Yuck!

Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom and some of the scenes in other PG-rated films like Gremlins caused uproar among the public because many people felt the scenes were too gruesome. Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom had upset many parents who had taken their children to see a film that had recommended “parental guidance” only to come out of the theatre having seen a man pull out another man’s heart from his chest. With sequences like this in the Spielberg-directed Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom and with similar sequences in the 1984 Spielberg-produced Gremlins, a light was shone on the fact that there was no middle ground between the PG-rating and the dreaded R-rating. The PG-13 rating was created and we can thank Spielberg for that.

Harrison Ford is back as Indiana Jones, only this time we find him a year before the events in Raiders of the Lost Ark. He’s in a Shanghai nightclub, dressed up like James Bond, trying to get his hands on a large diamond by dealing with a gangster. As with most things Jones, it all goes wrong and before we know it, a fight erupts and Jones is off and running with nightclub singer Willie (Kate Capshaw) in tow. An ally of Indy’s, Short Round (Ke Huy Quan), assists in the getaway and the trio attempt escape in a plane. The plane is, of course, not a good idea and an escape from the plane before it crashes into a mountain is in order. This leads to one fun ride after another before the trio finds themselves in a desolate village in India. The villagers there dispatch Jones to recuperate a sacred stone to restore peace to their village, according to a legend, and the hunt is on.

Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom also covers elements of child slavery, as the village’s children have all been taken captive to work in the mines at Pankot Palace. With a rather gruesome meal over and done with, Indy and his pals search Pankot Palace for any signs of the children or the stones and eventually find both, leading to several raucous adventures and thrilling sequences. The film is a non-stop rollercoaster ride with several “out of the frying pan, into the fire” sequences that are highlighted by some dark humour and some great cinematography.

Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom is often considered the weakest member of the trilogy, which may be true, but it is still one hell of a fun movie. It is also a scary film, with lots of eerie segments involving human sacrifices and the aforementioned retrieval of one man’s heart directly through his chest. The film has a creepy villain, some brilliant chase sequences – especially the alarmingly fast and exciting mine cart chase – and some good visual effects. It is also important to note that Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom is not simply a sequel retread of the same stuff from the brilliant Raiders of the Lost Ark.

The two films are, in fact, very different and are, thus, very complementary to one another. Raiders of the Lost Ark serves as a sort of road film adventure, with lots of exotic locales and a Saturday afternoon serial inspiration guiding the way. Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom, mind you, belongs to the tradition of the great impenetrable fortress genre. With most of the action taking place in one location, this film features a series of bizarre traps and hideaways, usually found in other films of the James Bond genre buried beneath a volcano or under the sea. In the case of Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom, this peculiar fortress is beneath a rather normative looking palace, adding to the uncanny inscrutability.

Harrison Ford is great here, possibly at his best in the whole series as a single performance. His double takes and quick wit is often literally on fire, as he plays an exuberant yet frequently tired and flawed hero in the film. His Jones often finds himself in trouble, needing a rescue from Short Round or a hand from Willie, the nightclub singer. Ford’s performance matches the film perfectly, providing compelling escapism and nifty dark humour at all the right moments. Capshaw and Ke Huy Quan are great sidekicks and Amrish Puri is downright sinister as villain Mola Ram.

Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom is an unremitting, bloodcurdling, spine-chilling, and ghastly action/adventure/horror/thriller with tons of fun and humour. Spielberg’s film is riveting, shadowy, and gripping in all the right places, making for the ideal film experience. The visual effects are impressive and the adventure is more contained, making for a claustrophobic and startling ride in many sequences. It’s worth seeing for the mine cart sequence alone, in which villains come from the side, top, bottom, and everywhere else. Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom may be considered the weakest in the series, but it’s still a wonderful adventure film.

10/10

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