Alexander (Oliver Stone, 2004)
The opening credits of Alexander
are capped with the quote “Fortune favors the bold,” and Oliver
Stone’s handling of this epic suggest that he’s taken those words to heart.
Here he’s created an audacious, risk-taking epic that unfashionably takes the
chance that it might abandon some of its potential audience. Despite a huge,
obviously utilized budget, the film is in no way classifiable as a
crowd-pleaser. It occasionally fumbles and it sometimes feels downright hokey,
but it cumulatively earns a feeling of gravity and reverence that fully
justifies its extended running time. When Alexander
ends, it’s not the failures of the film or questions about its historical
accuracy that stick in your mind; it’s the extent to which Stone has realized
this world and made us believe in his snake charming villains and one-eyed
kings.
Alexander is a trashy and lurid, yet almost old-fashioned epic that recalls
the eroticized exotics of DeMille epics or Fellini’s Satyricon
more than overly morose, war-mongering fare like the recent Gladiator
or Lord of the Rings films. Practically every lushly shot frame of the
film oozes with erotic appeal. So much of Alexander
is sexually charged, that it’s ironic that there’s not more that a firm hug
or two that passes between Alexander and his male lover Hephaistion (Jared Leto,
who does the film no favors), but it’s still surprising that Stone has opted
to make this romance, and not one of those that Alexander had with his wives,
the film’s central one. Thankfully, its failings on this front (it’s not
that the film fixates on a gay romance, so much as that it can’t make said
romance compelling) are only a minor chink in Alexander’s
armor.
As one would expect from Stone, the film
is primarily focused on the conspiracies that destroy the great leader. Battle
scenes are surprisingly marginalized in order to center attention on political
intrigue. Though this decision somewhat obscures Alexander’s significant
prowess as a military tactician, it certainly fleshes out the characters to an
extent that what happens on the battlefield carries behind it a weightiness not
generally seen in newer films of this kind. Destroyed by his overreaching
ambition, Alexander emerges as a typically flawed, but undeniably “Great”
Stone protagonist. Colin Farrell is charismatic and spontaneous in the lead
role, though his satisfying turn can’t quite compare to the lead performances
in other Stone films like Nixon or JFK.
The supporting cast is a mixed bag. Anthony Hopkins is disappointingly reduced
to the role of narrator, but Angelina Jolie is superb as Alexander’s mother,
managing to emasculate her son at every turn, while still being the obvious
force that powers him. She writhes with a snake in nearly every scene she plays,
and goes a long way toward energizing the film’s opening scenes. A lumbering
Val Kilmer and an unexpectedly unrestrained Rosario Dawson supply other
memorable turns. Collectively, they breathe life into the meticulously detailed
world that Stone has created.
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Jeremy Heilman
11-29-04