UNDERWORLD 3: RISE OF THE
LYCANS
   
STARRING:
Rhona Mitra, Michael Sheen, Bill Nighy, Shane Brolly, Steven Mackintosh
2009, 92 Minutes, Directed by: Patrick Tatopoulos
The
new Underworld installment is being touted as the prequel the die-hard
fans were demanding. That's super-secret Hollywood code for: “Kate
Beckinsale refused to appear no matter how much money was offered!”
After the abysmal Underworld: Evolution from 2006,
the prospect of another go-around with werewolves and vampires wasn't
welcome, though I have to hand it to the producers for having the sheer
balls to replace Beckinsale with Rhona Mitra and hiring Bill Nighy and
Michael Sheen, perhaps hoping acting expertise will pull this pointless
prequel out of the gutter. The risk pays off for the rickety franchise, with
Rise of the Lycans a swell, if profoundly trivial return to form for
the creaky Underworld universe.
In the beginning, the Vampires ruled the land, using the
mysterious Lycans as slaves to build and protect their empire. Now with the
creatures entertaining plans to revolt, Vampire leader Viktor (Bill Nighy)
struggles to keep control, finding powerful Lycan rebel Lucian (Michael
Sheen) gathering a makeshift army to fight back, using his undying love for
Viktor's daughter Sonja (Rhona Mitra) to soothe his tortured soul. Now with
hope for Lycan freedom within his grasp, Lucian declares war on the
Vampires, setting up a ferocious feud that will last for centuries to come.
While it's still the same old Underworld fantasy
playground of gloomy cinematography and histrionic acting, much has changed
behind the scenes for the latest installment. Gone is director Len Wiseman,
who took wife Beckinsale with him, though the former receives a story credit
while the latter makes a bizarre cameo constructed out of footage from the
original feature film. Bumped up from creature duties to the director's
chair is Patrick Tatopoulos, a man who knows a thing or two about the
gruesome details of raging monsters. At its best, Rise of the Lycans
is a convincing tango of hyper-edited violence, combining the concept's
Shakespearean tremors with a modern cinematic quest for fantasy mayhem,
brought vividly to life by the cast and crew, who do their damndest to make
this budget prequel spring to life.
"Bill Nighy acts the bejesus out of his aqua-blue contact lenses!" |
It's nice to watch Rise of the Lycans at least try
to slip some new energy into this tired franchise. With Evolution
effectively snuffing out the intriguing genre escapism the original film
provided, it seemed as though the Underworld promise was cut down
prematurely. The prequel benefits from not having to build on the numerous
mistakes of the sequel, inventing a fresh angle on the shadowy tale that
allows for more melodramatic posturing, better actors, and room to spill
monster blood by the bucketful. That's not to say Rise of the Lycans
is an especially intoxicating distraction, but it retains a gothic spirit
the last film never bothered to establish, and the work from Nighy and Sheen
keep the formulaic power struggle/romantic tragedy plot wide awake.
Surely these superior actors might not be as attractive as
Beckinsale, or perhaps fit as snugly into PVC battle garb, but Sheen and
Nighy convincingly portray the world-changing cry of war. Rise of the Lycans
is built entirely around these two actors chewing scenery, with Nighy acting
the bejesus out of his aqua blue contact lenses, while Sheen assumes a
sweaty Kip Winger swagger, puffing out his chest and feeling every line of
torment like a pro. Mitra adds to the mix quite agreeably as the inadvertent
catalyst for rebellion, but the feature is reserved for the men. Both actors
take the wafer-thin screenplay and make it dance with their exaggerated
conviction.
Downplaying the murky Vampire/Lycan mythology that grew to
suffocate the previous films, Rise of the Lycans is a 90-minute-long horror
passion play that benefits from brevity. Left with only a small pocket of
timeline to embroider, the prequel manages to develop a breezy, bloody,
operatic experience. Even better, it wipes away the toxic awfulness of
Evolution. It's now safe to return to the Underworld.
- Brian Orndorf
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