DEJA VU Reviewed by Harvey S. Karten Touchstone Pictures Grade: C Directed by: Tony Scott Written By: Bill Marsilii, Terry Rossio Cast: Denzel Washington, Paula Patton, Val Kilmer, Jim Caviezel, Adam Goldberg, Elden Henson, Erika Alexander Screened at: Regal E-Walk, NYC, 11/16/06 Opens: November 22, 2006 The French term "Deja vu" means "already seen," but the title of Tony Scott's movie, produced by the inimitable Jerry Bruckheimer, is misleading. There is no examination here of the neurological phenomenon that occasionally makes us think, "Hey, I've been here before! I've done this before!" Instead, Bill Marsilii and Terry Rossio's screenplay involves a trip four days into the past with a time machine, a new device that a federal agency is using sub rosa with the understanding that "you can go back and alter the past somewhat, but you cannot change it." Scott's picture could have been called "The Time Machine," but not only has that renowned title already been taken but "Deja Vu" cannot be placed by a long shot into the prestigious spot occupied by Jules Verne. For that matter, speaking of time machines, you can't do much better with that motif than was done by Gregory Hoblit in "Frequency," in which a lad goes back thirty years to save his father form a fire. For a real feeling of going back every day to the previous one, and one with incredibly good comic touches, go with Hal Ramis's "Groundhog Day," in which Bill Murray's character relives a day over and over. Tony Scott's picture combines a police thriller with a sci-fi motif and a romance, but even more unbelievable than the return to the past of an agent of the Bureau of Alcohol, Firearms and Tobacco is the idea that Doug Carlin, this ATF agent played by the always charming Denzel Washington, falls in love with a dead woman he had never seen before he looks her over on a slab at New Orleans' city morgue. Necrophilia is always a fascinating theme. Since this is a Jerry Bruckheimer production, you get car chases, auto crashes and explosions. Unless you're a lifelong resident of North Korea, you've seen them a hundred times, if not on the screen, then on your Play Station. There's not a single such blast here that can excite your fantasies. The story finds Carlin looking into an explosion of a ferry in New Orleans, one taking a crew of hundreds of sailors and children from the Louisiana port of Algiers into the city to the tune of (duh) The Saints Go Marching In. FBI Agent Pryzwarra (Val Kilmer), who may have been fitted with a fat suit, tells Carlin that a woman was found dead in the water before the explosion. Since this victim, Claire Kuchever (Paula Patton) is a looker, Carlin is in love and will do anything to reverse the tragedy of that fateful day to bring her in alive. If he can save the lives of the five hundred or so sailors and others on the ferry, that would be a plus as well. Introduced to a stunning hi-tech lab of surveillance machines, one that can actually hone in on a single home and watch women taking showers, Carlin is more interested in the time machine, in which he can catch the Timothy McVeigh-type terrorist, Carroll Oerstadt (Jim Caviezel), before the lad playing against his Jesus-type can do the foul deed. The movie is predictable, using the hoary strain of racing against the clock to defuse or render a bomb impotent, but whether or not you can suspend disbelief to witness a fellow reversing much of the past by traveling therein, the real problem is that the pic lacks suspense, a romance the slightest bit convincing, and more than a touch of originality. Rated PG-13. 122 minutes 2006 by Harvey Karten harveycritic@cs.com Member: NY Film Critics Online |