Our review of Windtalkers: Director's
Edition, published May 20th, 2003, is also available.
"Begging the Major's pardon, but I believe I best serve the Corps
killing Japs, not babysitting some Indian."—Corporal Joe Enders
During World War II, the Japanese proved extremely adept at breaking any code
the American fleet in the South Pacific threw at them. Their skill at code
breaking gave them an enormous tactical advantage both on land and at sea
until, in February of 1942, the son of a missionary to the Navajo tribe named
Philip Johnston showed the United States Navy they could develop a code from
the Navajo language. Because the language was unique and unwritten, it would
prove impossible for the Japanese to decipher. By September of 1942, the Code
Talker program was a reality. Between 300 and 400 Navajo worked as code talkers
during the war, relaying coded tactical information via radio transmissions.
Their efforts saved the live of thousands of American soldiers.
After seeing horrific action in the Solomon Islands where he nearly lost his
life to a Japanese grenade, Corporal Joe Enders (Nicolas Cage) is promoted to
sergeant and paired with Navajo code talker Ben Yahzee (Adam Beach) for a
bloody Marine campaign in Saipan.
Enders' problem is that his assignment is to protect the Navajo code, not
Yahzee. Meaning, he must kill his partner before allowing him to fall into
enemy hands. Enders struggles to maintain emotional distance from Yahzee, while
the young man impresses him as he develops into a skilled and courageous
soldier.
If nothing else, Windtalkers is a study in the way the jarringly
graphic aesthetics of Steven Spielberg's Saving Private Ryan have forever changed
the Hollywood war picture. Director John Woo (Face/Off) has adopted much
of the visceral impact that is the hallmark of Spielberg's film—the
whizzing bullets, metal-on-metal ricochets, thunderous explosions, grit, gore,
severed limbs, and general chaos of armed combat—while largely leaving
behind the emotional wallop that comes from knowing real young men
experienced such real horrors (as opposed to the sort, choreographed by
Hollywood directors with multi-million dollar budgets, that allow us to enjoy
them as entertainment). What Windtalkers doesn't borrow from Saving
Private Ryan is the washed-out look of battle footage shot on 16mm film at
12 frames per second with little cameras in the center of the action,
splattered with mud and shaken by nearby explosions, making one feel like a war
correspondent on the scene. The battle scenes in Woo's film are more
traditionally handled, shot with Panavision Steadicams, producing a warmer,
more color-saturated look, and a stable image that provides us emotional
distance. This isn't necessarily a bad thing—known as an action director,
Woo delivers a film with battle scenes that run significantly longer than those
in Spielberg's film, take up a much larger percentage of the film's total
running time, and are filled to the brim with acts of derring-do. To've filmed
them the same way as Saving Private Ryan would've left audiences
strung-out, sweaty, and probably tossing their cookies.
Whether or not you like Windtalkers will depend largely on your
opinion of good old-fashioned Hollywood war pictures. Despite its veneer of
politically correct subject matter, this is not a movie with a much of a
message. Sure, it serves to remind us of the courage displayed by soldiers in
the performance of difficult and frightening tasks, as well as their amazing
willingness to sacrifice their lives for their brothers-in-arms, but mostly it
hopes to entertain us with high-octane action set pieces. This is not a film
that invites meditation on the evil, necessity, or horror of war. If produced
in another era, one could imagine John Wayne replacing Nicolas Cage in the role
of Sergeant Joe Enders. Grizzled and hardened, a marine to the core of his soul
who trudged his way through a frustrated and meaningless existence until he
found himself in the arena of combat, we know he'll never be able to return to
civilian life, marry, have kids; he's a killing machine, a stereotype. Most of
the characters in the film are stereotypes, culled from a long tradition of war
movies. Like the no-name "redshirt" ensign beaming with Kirk and Spock
to the planet's surface on any number of episodes of Star Trek, one knows
many of the soldiers in Windtalkers are there to die, and one knows who
they are long before their final moments come.
That the characters are stereotypes isn't a problem if you like the war film
genre. Woo and screenwriters John Rice and Joe Batteer (Blown Away) are simply using the age-old
technique of shorthanding everything we need to know about the characters so
Woo can get on with the action. The cast is packed with strong actors who do a
fine job with the material they're given. In addition to strong performances
from Cage and Beach, the film boasts talent like Christian Slater, Peter
Stormare (Fargo), Noah Emmerich (The
Truman Show), and Jason Isaacs (The
Patriot). They all play their roles with skill and complete seriousness,
probably having a blast playing the sort of battle-hardened, single-minded
soldiers they watched in movies like Sands Of Iwo Jima and The Longest
Day when they were kids.
The fact the film tanked at the box office is likely an indication it's out
of its time, culturally speaking. We expect war films to be reflective and
somber, to explore human psychology, and bring us face to face with war's toll
in lives. Windtalkers takes seriously a soldier's duty, and it doesn't
make light of death, but its action sequences have the same emotional depth as
those in xXx or any other
action-for-action's-sake film, which is to say none at all. The movie isn't
bad; it simply suffers from comparison to more textured and complex modern war
films like Saving Private Ryan or Ridley Scott's Black Hawk Down. It would work
better in another time—the past definitely, perhaps someday in the
future—but not today.
Windtalkers is presented on DVD in beautiful fashion. MGM has treated
the film well, supplying both widescreen anamorphic and full screen transfers on
opposite sides of a DVD-18 (a dual-sided, dual-layered disc). Let's talk
widescreen: the transfer is from a pristine print of the film and is pretty
near reference quality. Colors are bold and warm and natural, as intended by
Woo and cinematographer Jeffrey L. Kimball (Star Trek: Nemesis). Softness in very
isolated shots is the only real problem with the transfer, and it's minor. The
full screen transfer is a bit of an oddity: pan-and-scan in some sections and
open matte in others, since parts of the movie were shot anamorphically at a
2.35:1 ratio, while others were shot with the Super 35 process at 1.66:1, then
matted to 2.35:1 for theatrical presentation. The full screen version is as
pristine as the widescreen, but who cares? It's full screen.
The Dolby Digital 5.1 Surround track is muscular, but also has lots of
subtle depth. Dialogue is clearly presented across the front soundstage, while
bullets whiz past your head and mortar explosions and air support give your
subwoofer plenty to contend with. It's a fun track, and well
designed—sound effects are always well-positioned, so it enhances the
viewing experience without feeling intentionally showy.
Other than a handful of trailers, there are no extras on the disc. This is
really not a surprise considering the film's box office performance.
Just a few humble words of advice to MGM: boldly advertising the film as
being "from the director of Mission: Impossible 2" is not the
way to whet most filmgoers' appetites for it.
If you're looking for a war film that sheds any pretense of philosophical
exploration, keeps you on the edge of your seat with frequent and intense
action sequences, and doesn't leave you bummed out as the credits roll, you've
found it.
If your idea of a good war film is Apocalypse Now or Black Hawk Down, films that make
you think about the reality of war and its toll on human lives and psyches,
you'll probably want to take a pass on Windtalkers.
Windtalkers is what it is, which is slightly less than most audiences
would like. Based on that, I find the film not guilty, but based on the fact
it's got a price tag in the $20 range for a disc with no extras, I recommend
you stay away. It's worth a rent, but save your dough and buy Band of Brothers if you want to own a
moving war epic.
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| Scales of Justice |
| Video: | 97 |
| Audio: | 95 |
| Extras: | 10 |
| Acting: | 88 |
| Story: | 79 |
| Judgment: | 75 |
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| Perp Profile |
Studio: MGM
Video Formats:
• 2.35:1 Anamorphic
• Full Frame
Audio Formats:
• Dolby Digital 5.1 Surround (English)
• Dolby Digital 5.1 Surround (Spanish)
• Dolby Digital 2.0 Surround (French)
Subtitles:
• English
• French
• Spanish
Running Time: 134 Minutes
Release Year: 2002
MPAA Rating: Rated R
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| Distinguishing Marks |
• Teaser Trailer
• Theatrical Trailer
• Die Another Day Teaser
• James Bond Collection DVD Trailer
• Hart's War DVD Trailer
• Windtalkers Soundtrack Spot
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