One of the most remarkable films ever made in any genre, and one of the most important animated films ever made.
I thought I'd get that said at the start, because there is so much I could say about 'Who Framed Roger Rabbit', this review is bound to ramble.
It's hard to imagine that virtually a generation has gone by since this film came out, but it hit me last week. Many people reading this don't remember what it was like before Roger Rabbit. Well. I've carried on about it numerous times before, but I think I can be excused for doing it again, because if ever there was an appropriate place, this is it.
WFRR did at least two important things. Firstly it kickstarted the animation industry into its second golden age - the first one back in the 40's to early 50's. Ever since then, the advent of television had dragged the animated form down, leading to cheap animation that just got worse through the 60's and 70's, the death of theatrical shorts, the death of just about everything worthwhile, the advent of toy commercials masquerading as TV shows. Though there were honourable exceptions, the state of animation was so dire by the mid 80's that Disney was seriously considering closing it's animation department.
Secondly, it is the film that floated the idea that it was ok for adults to like cartoons. Not 'Shame of the Jungle' low budget college titillation, but big budget films by academy award winners, with familiar characters. I mentioned once before when I first heard of WFRR. I was driving home from work through the bush at 1 AM in my old Datsun 1600, and something came on the radio about this new animated film that was causing such a stir in the US. "For the first time", the announcer told us, "members of the audience were being sexually aroused by a cartoon character". For the first time? Well, perhaps the copy writer's memory didn't stretch back 46 years to Tex Avery's 'Red Hot Riding Hood', but Zemeckis and Spielberg's obviously did, since the scene referred to was an obvious tribute to Avery's famous short.
This was the other thing. Sometime shortly after WW2, cartoons became 'for kids', and I don't care how much Chuck Jones insisted that the WB shorts were done for adults; they were (with a few exceptions like 'What's Opera Doc') shorts for kids that adults could enjoy. I'm sure they had great fun making them, but they were still marketed to kids. Ralph Bakshi took to this concept in the 70's, but with a flamethrower, resulting in a segregation of 'adult' and 'family' cartoons. WFRR instead was essentially a film for adults that you could safely take the kids to see. Yes, there are quite a few sexual innuendos in it, but nothing over the top.
Ok, the film.
There are a few cinema experiences which I'll never forget, and one of them is the first time I saw this movie. Firstly the opening Maroon Cartoon was a hilarious, mind-boggling feat of 2D animation which left you stunned after just a few minutes. Then it sequed into live action, and my jaw just hit the floor. Roger gets up and grabs the (human) director's jacket, and the thing gets physically wrenched around between them. And that's just the start. In fact, if there was any problem with the film on first viewing, it was trying to appreciate the film as a film, without wondering every 20 seconds, "How the hell did they DO that?"
Cartoon and live action characters don't just appear on the same screen in WFRR and they don't just 'interact'. I mean, in one scene Roger slides down a bar, knocking drinks and things flying, Eddie (a human character) smashes a bottle over an animated character's head, a huge brawl ensues. Toons get kicked through the air and land on tables, splintering them beneath their weight. Roger stands on a bed, and it moves perfectly under his weight. In one a toon plays with a human character's facial jowls, and they jiggle exactly as if they were being pulled about. Not to mention penguin waiters are walking about with real trays of drinks which people are picking up drinks from. A toon cab crashes through a real barrier fence... the list goes on. And not only do these interactions occur, but they seem real. Characters don't just touch each other, they manhandle each other. If you get the chance, watch the extras where you see the raw live footage before the animation is added. No wonder Bob Hoskins hallucinated for weeks after the end of shooting. Hoskins actually underwent physical training so that when he picked up Roger by the neck, his muscular reactions would be consistent with holding (an invisible) 60 pound rabbit.
My jaw was still on the floor when the closing credits were rolling.
The animation is nothing short of stupendous - and remember this is before 3D. These damn cels are all hand drawn and inked.
When I left the theatre I sensed that the roof had been blown off animation. Within a few years we had The Simpsons, The Little Mermaid, Tiny Toons, Animaniacs, Ren and Stimpy, the return of both WB and Disney to TV series, Beauty and the Beast... the renaissance of animation. This is what kickstarted it all and made cartoons cool and worthwhile making again.
I haven't said much about the movie itself, really. Well, it's a comedy/film noir mystery, In fact, after you've watched this, go rent 'Chinatown' with Jack Nicholson and Faye Dunaway, and you'll see a whole extra dimension to the movie.
A glorious film. One that introduced the fantasy of toons (whoever called them 'toons' before this movie?) as actors, living in the real world. How many things has that influenced? I watched it for the first time in years last week and was still blown away. My only very small criticism, common to so many movies, is that the climax is a bit drawn out - but the finals scenes make it all wortwhile. They're so feel-good, even I couldn't help grinning. Roger is absolutely lovable. Christopher Lloyd as Judge Doom is an all time great villain. Bob Hoskins, who has a broad cockney accent IRL somehow transforms himself into the classic American gumshoe.
The movie was a crazy gamble (and they got some pretty crazy people to work on it. Charles Flesicher, RR's voice, appeared in full costume every day just to do the voiceovers), took years to make, and cost a fortune, but doubled it's money at the box office. When it was over I seem to remember everyone important who was involved with it saying that it was like a dream come true, but there wouldn't be a sequel, because it was just so hard to make, they could never tackle something like it again.
I guess they didn't need to.
Hat's off to Speilberg, Hoskins, Zemeckis, Flesicher and Roger Rabbit. One of the absolute, all-time greats. Never been anything like it before or since. I love it.