I Am Legend (2007)

I Am Legend? You Are Mediocre.

For those of us from New York it's been tough to avoid I Am Legend. The barrage of ads, the posters, the reviews, and for months before the movie came out film production was shutting down whole neighborhoods and sending Blackhawk helicopters through southern Manhattan airspace. Yup. It's been tough. And for those of us who are fans of Richard Matheson's novella (and only readable work) it's even harder.

I bought the book. I've sat through its previous adaptation, The Omega Man. But I Am Legend may be the last straw. You hear that world? I'm washing my hands of I Am Legend! No more books, no more movies, no more comic adaptations. I'm out. And I had been, for whatever reason, pulled out of the movie before the last act (and introduction of Anna) I wouldn't feel this way. I'd be full of optimism that someone finally got it right. This, however, is not the case. Anna killed it. Thanks a lot American Consumers. Your influence makes everything worse.

For the first hour I hung with the changes to the story that director Francis Lawrence had made. New York is more visual than an LA suburb. No reason not to make it take place in the present/near future. He gets a healthy dog and early. Fine. Hunting deer seems improbable, as do lions (which do not run about and hunt as nuclear families), but I can suspend my disbelief with the best of them. And it's cool. I mean, I like lions. I like New York. I'm willing to work with this.

Keeping Neville military, as he was in Omega Man, also works. He's informed. He has expertise and equipment. And this makes his research significantly more believable than it was in the book. And, regardless of what I'm about to say, Lawrence knows how to pace a movie. The first two-thirds are pretty solid. In fact, it's pretty much great. Other reviews will babble on endlessly about the movie's 'taut' structure, and 'edge of your seat' thrills. Not me. I'm gonna concentrate on Anna.

Anna is Neville's savoir. Literally, figuratively and annoyingly true. When Neville hits rock bottom, and you really feel for him because to this point the I Am Legend is fantastic, Anna swoops in and rescues him. Shortly there after she's pontificating on God's plan for her, and on the ability to hear God in this quitter world (which Neville points out is quitter because of the sudden death of nearly 6 billion people).

Of course the relationship of I Am Legend's adaptations and religion has always been strained. Some have argued that Charlton Heston's Neville was a Christ figure in The Omega Man. Being tortured, even stuck with a spear, before dying for Humanity's ultimate sin, tampering with that which ought not be tampered with. This is not only a cliché—it is, in fact, the oldest cliché in science fiction. (The history of which can be tied back to Mary Shelly's Frankenstein.) It's unsubtle and unwatchable. It lacks the nuance of Matheson's novella.

It's this change, above everything else, which cuts the legs out from under Lawrence's adaptation especially since there were hints pointing toward the novella's grimmer, more intelligent ending. We saw that some of the dark seekers (really though, why avoid the word "vampire"?) could act cooperatively and displayed loyalty toward one another. It seemed clear that the baddest dark seeker was motivated by an attachment to the female dark seeker that Smith had caught earlier in the movie.

It was so close. It fell short. And somehow that makes it worse than completely missing. I'm left with the impression Lawrence knew what he should have done and instead caved.

-Scott Kline

Other Thoughts: Danielle Ní Dhighe star ; Mark Moreland starstar

 

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Director: Francis Lawrence
Writer: Mark Protosevich, Akiva Goldsman, Richard Matheson
Starring: Will Smith, Alice Braga, Charlie Tahan, Salli Richardson, Willow Smith
Distributor: Warner Bros. Pictures
Runtime:
101 min
Rating:
PG-13
Release Date:
December 14, 2007

 

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