STARDUST |
On the far side of the wall of Wall, Tristan finds a magical fallen star, one that evil witches desparately want for themselves. That wouldn't be a problem if he had not fallen in love it. | score 3+ |
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Cast Charlie Cox, Clare Danes, Michelle Pfieffer, Robert De Niro, Sienna Miller Director Jane Goldman, Matthew Vaughn Screenwriter Matthew Vaughn Country UK / USA Rating / Running Time PG / 127 minutes Australian Release September 2007 Official Site (c) moviereview
2006-2007
ABN 72 775 390 361 |
In
a cinema besotted with fantasy film, Stardust
arrives as a breath of fresh cheer. It’s a bold, brash production that does
for magic what Hairspray did for musicals:
that is, put the tongue back in fun. Having inserted his firmly in cheek,
director Matthew Vaughn embarks on a magical mystery tour that begins twenty
years before it begins. In
an English village, law prevents anyone crossing the wall. It doesn’t stop a
young man who encounters a beautiful, bewitched princess. Years pass and his
son Tristan (a screen-grabbing Charlie Cox) inherits his spirit and also jumps
the wall, this time to bring back a fallen star for his would-be girlfriend.
But in this land of mystery, the star is called Yvaine and looks a lot like
Clare Danes, igniting his smouldering passion. It does the same for three
witches who seek immortality by consuming Yvaine’s heart and evil Lamia (a scene-stealing
Michelle Pfieffer) is dispatched to retrieve the winsome star. On the other
side of town, what’s left of the King’s sons squabble over his crown and, unfortunately
for Yvaine, she also provides the key to their future. Then there’s the fey,
lightening-collecting pirate Captain Shakespeare (a film-stealing Robert de
Niro). Nothing about village life has prepared Tristan for what lays ahead. While
the broad narrative arc is immediately familiar – the righteous quest of a
young man is governed by his heart – Vaughn populates his film with high-spirited
verve that it proves suprisingly, and utterly, entertaining. There’s a hint of Gilliam
that recalls Brazil with an airy touch.
Consider Rupert Everett’s Prince Secundus, a royal bent out of shape who, with
his declining siblings, function as a pallid cheer squad cum Greek chorus. And
like Brazil, it’s de Niro who
provides the show-stoppers for which Stardust
will be remembered. By the time Tristan, Yvian and Lamia face-off in a
blistering finale, you’ll be cheering from the stalls. This is everything that Pirates of the Caribbean wasn’t. // COLIN FRASER |