Jim Carrey
Jeffrey Tambor
Molly Shannon Taylor Momsen Christine Baranski
and narrated by Anthony Hopkins
directed by Ron Howard
We all know the story: a mean, tiny-hearted green creature known as the
Grinch hatches a plan to steal Christmas away from the inhabitants of
Whoville. But thanks to a sweet-faced young girl named Cindy Lou Who (Taylor
Momsen), the Grinch's heart goes from being "two sizes too small" to "two
sizes too big" and discovers the joys of the holiday.
Now, how do you take the book, which couldn't be more than twenty some-odd
pages long, and turn it into a 102-minute, live-action motion picture? Well,
writer Jeffrey Price and director Ron Howard decided to fill in the length
two ways, both bad. The first is to put in a manipulative, ridiculous
back-story as to how the Grinch went from a misunderstood orphan to a
six-foot tall, furry green wiseass. The second is to have a romantic
triangle forming between the Grinch, the mayor of Whoville (Jeffrey Tambor)
and socialite Mary May Who-vier (Christine Baranski) that goes nowhere fast.
Add to that Howard's overblown directing and a camera that never stops
moving around, and you have a head-scratching mess that will make people
wonder if Ron Howard directed this film, or his brother Clint.
In his Ace Ventura films, Carrey used his wacky sense of humor to bring
the
movies (somewhat) to life in lieu of a working screenplay. Apparently, he
faced the same problem with this film and decided to ham it up big time.
Sorry Jim, all you succeeded in doing is helping Howard and company pad
out
the running time. He does produce a chuckle here and there (best bit: a
goof
on the standard action genre hero running away from an explosion), but not
enough to save the film. The rest of the cast, when playing against the
$20
million human cartoon character, barely registers. Taylor Momsen is
appropriately cute as Cindy and Anthony Hopkins provides his deep, classical
voice as the narrator (Hannibal Lecter reads Dr. Seuss. Cool), even if it
is
only sporadically.
If there is something to applaud in the film, well, that would the visual
effects that create a wonderful realization of Whoville. The sets are
faithful to Dr. Seuss' drawings in the book and the digital effects supplied
by Digital Domain are top flight. Quite surprisingly, James Horner's musical
score does drive into your head like a jackhammer.
Bah-Humbug! The new, live-action version of the beloved Dr. Seuss story
How
The Grinch Stole Christmas is an unfunny, overblown and overlong mess that
never really comes to life. Director Ron Howard and star Jim Carrey take
one
of the all-time holiday classics and turn it into Ace Ventura: The
Nightmare of Christmas.
There is an audience for this film, and it is the under 10 years of age
set.
They will love Carrey's goofy antics and crude humor (ah yes, nothing better
than toilet humor in a Dr. Seuss story) and they will be wowed by the
visuals. But for anyone over the age of ten, How The Grinch Stole Christmas
will be like getting a lump of coal the size of Rome in their stocking.
Do
yourself and your family a favour and rent the video of the cartoon version.
Now that is a classic.