2017’s Jumanji: Welcome to the Jungle, directed
by Jake Kasdan.
Starring The Rock, Kevin Hart, Jack Black, Karen Gillan, Bobby
Cannavale, Ryhs Darby, Alex Wolff, Ser'Darius Blain, Madison Iseman, Morgan
Turner, and Nick Jonas.
What is it about?
Both a sequel and a reboot of the 1995 film, we meet 4
teenagers attending high school (Alex Wolff, Ser'Darius Blain, Madison Iseman, and
Morgan Turner). While sentenced to detention together, they are sucked into a
video game, called Jumanji. Given new avatars (The Rock, Kevin Hart, Jack
Black, and Karen Gillan) with respective strengths and weaknesses, they are summoned
to reclaim the jewel of the jaguar’s eye from a villain (Bobby Cannavale).
Whomever possesses the jewel can control the animals of Jumanji, and balance can
only be restored by replanting the eye in Jaguar Mountain. With a limited
amount of lives, and a jungle full of hostile animals and Cannavale’s
goons in pursuit, will our gang be able to return the jewel and return to our
world?
Why is it worth seeing?
Jumanji: Welcome to the Jungle is
inventive in how it updates its original premise. Rather than bringing the
board game zookeeper inspired chaos to our world, our protagonists choose
avatars and jump into the jungle. Immersed in a world of adventure, how the characters
reconcile their personalities with their new found bodies and skills and
weaknesses is its most interesting wrinkle.
With a comfortable PG-13 rating to ensure no one is offended
by the implicit violence and adults smooching like teenagers, the most appealing
part of the story is watching the characters process through their avatars.
From the Rock’s nebbish character learning how some people consider him
charismatic, to the under developed Kevin Hart demonstrating how limited he is
when not a typical high school football player in America, to Karen Gillan
adjusting to having curves (and a body double), to Jack Black hilariously
playing a teenage girl, the chemistry is appealing as the rag tag group slowly
team up to self actualize.
Cannavale plays the villain, and despite a whopping amount
of eye liner, isn’t much of a foil for our protagonists- he’s no scorpion king.
It’s a bummer, since he is a versatile performer (most recently hysterically so
in I, Tonya). And the opening/closing scenes of the high school students feel
like a trailer for The Breakfast Club’s
outtakes. But as the football player transitions into a career in bowling, the
series yet again dares its next gaggle of screenwriters to figure out a way to
make another sequel when it should be impossible. For some reason, it all
reminds me of how back at Art School,
my cocaine inspired Photography instructor used to exclaim, “What a game!”
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