Scott Pilgrim vs. the World(2010)
[ARCHIVE: Finished Aug 12, 2010, they before the general release. My friend Mary-Alice got me a ticket into an early screening. It was awesome]
Scott Pilgrim vs. the World opens with the eponymous character informing his friends he’s dating a high school girl. This, despite his own age (he’s 22), his career (he has none), his living situation (sharing a one-bed apartment with a gay friend), or approval of his peers (he doesn’t have it). Completely unfazed, Scott (Michael Cera) deems the relationship favorable, basking in the uncomplicated nature of the young girl’s affection and the undemanding requirements necessary to obtain it. All thoughts of plain and simple, however, go right out the door at the introduction of Ramona Flowers.
Set in the magical faraway land of Canada, the story follows Scott’s quest to date Ramona (Mary Elizabeth Winstead), a mysterious girl beset by her personal League of Evil Exes. Relationship baggage is made manifest, as Scott is forced to battle everyone Ramona dated before him. On paper, the whole affair seems ridiculous, complicated in bizarre and unnecessary ways. A lesser director would be tempted to boil the narrative down, narrow the movie’s scope to fit a more recognizable genre. Thank god, then, for Edgar Wright.
Best known for directing Shaun of the Dead and Hot Fuzz, Edgar Wright applies his trademark brand of snappy dialogue and overt pop-culture allusions to Bryan Lee O’Malley’s similarly-titled indie comic book series. Although not his own material, Wright proves to be uniquely qualified to adapt Scott Pilgrim. Some of the director’s visual trademarks make an appearance here; a fast-paced “gearing up” montage is interrupted with the careful tying of shoelaces; normally awkward characters become superhuman martial artists at the drop of a hat. There’s an early fight scene between Michael Cera and a mob of lackeys that stands on par with Hong Kong action films. The only concession seems to be a lack of subtextual dialogue, replaced with quotes directly lifted from the source material. They lack the contextual brilliance of Wright’s other films, but they still entertain.
Moreover, instead of simply parodying movie genre conventions, Wright adopts the graphic novel series’s visual language to punch up the film. Perspectives are foreshortened, sound effects onomatopoetically visualized, physical blows highlighted with impact lines. Where previous comic book films stumbled with properly including such references to a material’s origins, Pilgrim contains more of comics’ visual language (and more liberally) than any film before it. Yet the whole thing is done with such style and consistency with the film’s tongue-in-cheek spirit. The little pieces of visual flair accent without overpowering the aesthetic of the live action sequences, a testament to Wright’s artistic eye and visual restraint.
Most directors would feel satisfied with such a difficult accomplishment. Wright, however, simply moves on to the next phase. The comic book’s liberal use of video game homages are intrinsic to its appeal, and it would have been simple enough to just copy the same visual queues that appear in the original comic. Instead, their presence is increased and augmented in the process. Every masterfully edited/choreographed fight is prefaced with an appropriate VS screen. Flashback sequences are visually queued with 16-bit musical stings. Defeated minions explode into piles of coins, a la River City Ransom (only to be scooped up by cash-strapped individuals). In particular, one villain’s artful slow-motion dissolve into metal currency deserves to be captured and framed.
Perhaps the greatest achievement of Scott Pilgrim is how Wright elicited an actual performance out of Michael Cera. Comically awkward lines are his trademark, and they do appear when appropriate. But the actor does equally well when stoic determination or naive earnestness are called for. At one point, Ramona appears after changing her hair color (this happens several times); Cera’s look of abject shock and neurotic horror is classic visual comedy, a welcome surprise addition to his repertoire. Co-actor Mary Elizabeth Winstead does him one better, though; Ramona is cooly aloof, yet hints at a deeply hidden vulnerable side. Her character is not completely humorless, but does get the lion-share of dramatic moments and she delivers them well. It’s a welcome change from her normal action movie/horror film roles.
Newcomer Ellen Wong gives a particularly noteworthy performance as Knives Chau, Scott’s high school-aged (ex)girlfriend. Convincingly adolescent, Wong’s oozes naive cuteness and age-based anxiety in equal measure as she obsesses over a boy in the way only high school girls can. Accused of distracting Scott during band practice, Knives’s response, an audibly and visually meek “I’ll be quieter,” had the audience in total fits. Plus, you know, anyone who can smile in, like, every scene she’s in is a total trooper.
Throughout the film, Ramona questions Scott about their relationship. Neither one of them is perfect or pure, and neither are their feelings, despite the “save the princess” story unfolding around them. Movies, too, are complicated, especially when adapting material from other art forms. Arguably, a satisfying and accurate translation is impossible without losing something intrinsic to a particular medium. Scott Pilgrim vs. the World, however, comes closer than many of the movies that preceded it, and it’s done so with awesome ambition. The case could be made that Scott Pilgrim is one of the best comic book films or video game flicks ever made. On the surface, the movie is just a comedy with some action scene sprinkled throughout; an uncomplicated piece of cinematic summer fluff. Perhaps it is fitting, then, that such an unassuming film succeeds and entertains where specially-marketed multimillion dollar projects fail.