I watched Steamboy last night. Tremendous visuals. It’s a period piece set in Victorian times, but where steam technology has been taken a little further then we did. (And later, further than we have gone with combustion or even nuke power. More on that in a sec.) The scenery, clothing styles, buildings, and furniture are wonderfully rendered and show a great attention to the style of the time.
The main character, Ray Steam, encounters one group after another who are after the mighty super-steam technology he has in his posession. There were several factions, and they all seemed like bad guys to me, even the ones who were members of Ray’s family. Everyone is a madman or a jerk. Even the female lead is a snooty, hateful brat who has a screechy voice and beats her dog.
As the move drags on I begin to wonder if they will have a single empathetic character in the story besides Ray. (And even Ray isn’t THAT likeable. Most of the time he’s standing around with his mouth open gawking at the amazing machines or the absurd things people are saying to him. He doesn’t really get his act together until pretty late in the game.)
I think the problem is that Ray isn’t really the main character, the machines are. We spend way more time looking at fantastic machinery than at any of the characters. Did I mention the visuals are tremendous? They are. Just incredible.
Some machines are impressive. Some are whimsical. Others are preposterous…
…such as men flying around in heavy armor with steam-powered planes on their backs. Sigh.
Like I said, everyone is a bad guy and I didn’t feel particularly attached to any of the characters. I didn’t care who got the steam technology. Towards the end, I thought of Akira. This movie had the same feel for me. Like Akira, this is a story about a bunch of hateful, self-interested idiots and some sort of uber-technology. Like Akira, by the end I was watching just to see who won, but not because I was particularly interested in any of the characters. The characters made passionate philosophical speaches to which I was indifferent. Like Akira, the story seemed to really go off the rails at the end and things stopped making sense. Like Akira, the final scenes end in a confrontation that can only be resolved by animating lots of steam, smoke, vapor, mist, dust clouds, and explosions.
After it was over I looked it up, and found that Akira and Steamboy have the same writer / director. So that explains that.
All the amazing effects and eye candy got to be tiresome after a while. Each time I thought the movie had finally peaked, it went even further and came up with even more amazing (yet ridiculous) machines for us to gawk at. Yeah, I get it already. Your artists are really good.
Now get a writer and you’ll have something.
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