Directed by: Michael Hoffman
Starring: Stanley Tucci, Anna Friel, Dominic West, Sophie Marceau, David Strathairn,
Christian Bale, Rupert Everett, Calista Flockhart, Michelle Pfeiffer, and Kevin
Kline
Moviegoers just can't seem to get enough of William Shakespeare, especially
after the critical and box office success of the brilliant Shakespeare
in Love. The first to hop on the commercial bandwagon after Miramax's
glorious triumph was Twentieth Century Fox, who decided to give us yet
another big screen rendition of A Midsummer Night's Dream. I'm
so glad, however, that the suits over at Fox decided to give writer/director/producer
Michael Hoffman the breathing room to fulfill his big screen vision of
one of the playwright's most popular works. The outcome? Members of the
first-rate cast all turned in wonderful performances resulting in a delightful
finished product.
With all the hoopla surrounding the famous author still in the air,
Twentieth Century Fox was wise to give Hoffman a shot at making another
version of A Midsummer Night's Dream. He was very respectful to
the author when it came to the dialogue used, but he made one notable
change: instead of the 1600s, he switched gears and fast forwarded the
story to Tuscany in the late 1800s. This was a fresh and welcome change
of pace because the director got to introduce a new and ultra-popular
device during that time: the bicycle.
Even though the "when" and "where" has changed, the essence of the story
has remained the same: two star-crossed lovers, Hermia (Anna Friel) and
Lysander (Dominic West), are not allowed to pursue their love for one
another. Since Hermia's father Egeus (Bernard Hill) has already arranged
for her to marry Demetrius (Christian Bale), he's not about to be showed
up. Determined to have things turn out in his favor, he brings his argument
to Duke Theseus (David Strathairn). The Duke, who is busy preparing for
his own nuptials to the stunning but indecisive Hippolyta (Sophie Marceau),
agrees to hear the case and rules in favor of the patriarch.
Hurt and ticked off, the lovers decide to boogie out of town and get
hitched Vegas style. Of course, since stubborn Demetrius' manhood has
been challenged, he doesn't dare let her go without a fight. What makes
things even more interesting is that in the act of pursuing, Demetrius
himself is being hunted by the even more persistent Helena (Calista Flockhart,
who nails the role), who's like a pesky mosquito at a cookout during a
90-degree summer day.
In the midst of pursuing and being pursued, these four youngsters find
themselves in the forest where Oberon (Rupert Everett), King of the Fairies,
is having a difference of opinion with Queen Titania (the always stunning
Michelle Pfeiffer). In order to try to patch things up, the dashing Oberon
summons his sweet sidekick Puck (Stanley Tucci) to concoct a love spell
from a magical flower. The king not only asks his right hand to help him
out with his old lady, but also with the four troublesome youngsters,
whom he believes should each be with their intended soul mate. As you
can well imagine, things don't go as smoothly as planned. Puck does his
best, but these hormonally charged youngsters keep falling for the wrong
person.
The poor king! Not only did he and his partner-in-crime royally mess
things up with the lovers, but things (if you can believe it) actually
get worse! Instead of setting her eyes on Oberon, the first person that
the queen sees when she wakes up is Nick Bottom (Kevin Kline), an actor
who has come to the forest, along with his village posse, to rehearse
a play that is scheduled to be performed before Duke Theseus. The potion
that the two had concocted is so powerful that Titania falls for the thespian
despite the fact that they have (out of spite) turned him into an ass
- literally.
Hoffman's rendition of misdirected love works because the superstar
cast lives up to its billing. Not only that, but the director should be
given some credit for a fine piece of casting. Pfeiffer is luminous while
Rupert, once again, flashes those dashing traits that he displayed to
such effect in My Best Friend's Wedding. Stanley Tucci, as Puck,
is both funny and touching while Friel, Bale, and West all do a nice job
with their "Dating Game" roles. Flockhart must also be given bonus points
for bringing some of her "Ally McBeal" charm to her role.
Although everyone, as a whole, made the film work, there was actually
one standout. As usually is the case with an ensemble picture, Kevin Kline
was the culprit. He's just as hilarious as the object of the queen's affection,
as he was the backbone of his pals' production. His comedic timing, once
again, sets him apart from the rest of the cast.
What's also nice is that Hoffman did not have to rely on eye-popping
special effects or lavish production designs to get his message across.
He didn't have to! The fine acting is what counted here and the adequate
sets and effects were of lesser consequence. The film was the cinematic
antonym of "What Dreams May Come," where the spectacular effects and gorgeous
sets overpowered two Oscar winners and the story itself resulting in a
mixed bag at best with many critics and fans alike.
Hoffman's ensemble cast and changes make his take on the famous play
both user friendly and a treat for anyone willing to give up two hours
of their time. This is one Shakespearean film that you'll have little
trouble understanding and even less enjoying.