Stardust (9/10)
by Tony Medley
This is a Magical Mystery
Tour without The Beatles. Even better, it is a movie with a wonderful
moral. It’s chock-full of people who are trying to be what they are not.
Suffice it to say that
there’s a wall in England that is constantly guarded. Nobody on the
normal side is allowed to pass through to the other side. One night,
however, a youth from the village, Dunstan Thorn (Ben Barnes), steals
past the octogenarian guard and enters Stormhold, a land of magic and
sorcery. He spends the night with a slave girl (Kate McGowan, and
returns to his village.
Nine months later a baby is
presented to him. Jump to about 20 years later and his little boy,
Tristan (Charlie Cox), is besotted with Victoria (Sienna Miller, and who
wouldn’t be besotted with her?), but she has her heart set on someone
else. He bemoans the fact that he’s just a clerk in a store, but his
father, Dunstan (now played by Nathaniel Parker) tells him that he
should not define himself as a clerk or whatever it is that he does for
a living. Rather, he is what he is inside himself. He should be
comfortable with who he is, not try to be what other people think he
should be. This advice is applicable to every character in the film.
Emboldened, Tristan goes
back and convinces Victoria to have a bottle of champagne with him by
the Wall. When they see a star shoot over the forbidden territory,
Victoria accepts Tristan’s proposal that if Tristan can bring her a
piece of the star she will marry him, and she gives him a week. So
Tristan breaches the wall like his father before him. This sets him on a
magical quest that changes everyone’s lives.
Director Matthew Vaughn has
ably directed an outstanding cast, including Claire Danes as Yvaine, the
star, in another scintillating performance, Peter O’Toole as a dying
king, Michelle Pfeiffer, who looks less emaciated than she did in
Hairspray, much like her old gorgeous self, as an ancient witch, and
Robert De Niro as an impish ship’s captain, in a charming retelling of
the illustrated novel by Neil Gaiman and Charles Vess, from a screenplay
by Vaughn and Jane Goldman.
So many things happen in
this film that it would be scandalous to tell any of them. It’s a
charming, upbeat, humorous, romantic experience full of action and
adventure.
Fables like this should
have a moral, and this has a good one, to accept yourself for what you
are and what you can do. Although this lasts two minutes over two hours,
the only reason I looked at my watch was to hope that it would last
longer.
One would think that this
would be a film that a woman would enjoy much more than a man. But the
woman who accompanied me to the film didn’t like it while I loved it,
and it had nothing to do with looking at Danes, Miller, and Pfeiffer for
a couple of hours (well, it had little to do with that, anyway). I
thought it was mind-blowingly romantic and uplifting, in the mold of Old
Hollywood. Go figure.
August 10, 2007 |