“Koba belong in cage.”
Caesar is right. Koba does belong in a cage. Koba is a fucking dick, man. I’m the girl in the cinema who can watch thousands of humans be bludgeoned in a colourful variety of ways, but as soon as an animal is harmed you’ve gone too far. But in the case of Koba, I couldn’t wait for that asshole to cop a bullet to the face. Shot from a gun held sideways, just for effect.
But in saying this, Koba was a creation of a film company and a very clever one at that. Basically, he’s the reason the whole war between the humans and apes (and a serious piece of pro-human propaganda) kicks off. By using Koba, the humans didn’t throw the first punch, so to speak, and therefore weren’t technically responsible for the killing of thousands of super-intelligent apes for the making of this film. I’m kidding. I assume no apes were harmed in the making of this film.
But if you told me the apes were real, I would have believed you. This film is the one that sets the benchmark for animation and demonstrates to the world how far we’ve come since Jurassic Park and Jaws. The animation is absolutely flawless and allows the audience to become fully submerged in the story without the scepticism brought on by shitty CGI. And I was submerged balls deep, believe me.
Everything about this film is amazing. One particular challenge director Matt Reeves had to overcome that really impressed me was the way he portrayed the apes communicating with each other. There have been some tragic examples over the years (I’m looking at you, wolves from Twilight) and something as simple as this can be the difference between being completely captivated and laughing at the thought of voice actors in booths playing out scenes where animals are talking in American accents to each other. Reeves has simply used subtitles and subtle, realistic ape grunts, perfectly walking the fine line between brilliance and ridiculousness.
Some would say an ape riding a horse into battle whilst wielding two machine guns could also fall into the ‘tricky’ category with regard to realism, but again Reeves has nailed it and made a typically laughable scene into something completely bad ass and a little terrifying. For a fairly unknown director, I’m seriously impressed and waiting for his response to an e-mail I sent asking if he’ll direct my next Vine.
I can’t help but feel I’m gushing like a white tween who just got spat on by Biebs, and interpret gushing any way you please, but I don’t have one bad thing to say about Dawn of the Planet of the Apes. It’s got that weirdly attractive guy from ‘Zero Dark Thirty’, a touch of cute and comedy, some seriously inspirational and reflective moments, a subliminal commentary on the human race, a seamless middle-movie flow and it’s not gentle. These apes fuck shit up. One gets thrown off a balcony and I swear to you I screamed and swore vengeance. It’s exciting and captivating and has perfectly done its job at committing the audience to see the next instalment, and I desperately hope Reeves has the gig because he’s my new director crush.
Written by Sally Coates
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