There is an epiphanic moment in Anchorman 2: The Legend Continues when the news icon Ron Burgundy (Will Ferrell) comes up
with the winning idea which will allow the graveyard shift to which he has been
exiled to triumph over his rival’s primetime ratings. “Why do we have to tell
them what they need to hear?” he asks. “Why can’t we tell them what they want
to hear.” And what they want are stories which involve animals, car chases and
strip clubs (the “fifty greatest vaginas” is one of the hot pieces of
journalism on the show). Thus a story about the car chase that ensues when the
wife of a celebrity cuts off his penis creates a frenzy in the newsroom. And it’s a car chase that ends up upstaging Ron’s estranged wife, Veronica
Corningstone (Christina Applegate), an anchor at the rival WBC, as she interviews Yasir Arafat. Ron has a penchant for burgundy leisure suits by the
way. Ha, ha. Outrage about the mediocrity or idiocy of the movie which includes
lines like “Who in the hell is Julius Caesar, I don’t follow the NBA,” (a line
that’s so silly it’s actually funny) only conscripts such conscientious
objectors into the movie’s wake of comic destruction. Anchorman 2 is thus
criticism proof. Either lay down arms and laugh like an asshole or become an
asshole for daring to make judgment calls about the films idiotic conceits. But
what is truly unsettling about Anchorman 2 is that its absurdist news
philosophy (which has a distinct America First slant) together with Ron’s cry
for “more graphics,” makes it a
blueprint not for CNN, the all news network it purportedly parodies (the company is called GNN, Global News Network), but Fox News. The scene at the end of the movie where Ron gets up and walks off camera is no Network, but there are echoes of Peter Finch’s famous speech. The founder of the all news network is an Australian air line mogul who talks about synergy when killing a story that’s critical of his company and he also bears resemblances to both Ted Turner and Richard Branson and take your pick of the network executives who are the prototype for the TV executive played by Harrison Ford. But at the end of the day watching Anchorman 2 is just like watching Fox News. In fact, Fox News has on occasion outdone Anchorman 2 in both its
reporting style and choice of stories. At one point Ron asks his wife about
their six year old son, “are you sure he’s not a midget with a learning
disorder?” And what you begin to realize is that Ron’s outlandish locutions create a new epistemology of news gathering. Given the right audience, you can
say literally anything about reality and call it news. Anchorman 2 does for TV journalism what Animal House did for higher education.
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Tuesday, December 24, 2013
Monday, July 29, 2013
Animal Jaws
What is the ideal summer movie? Jaws was the epitome of the
summer blockbuster, but when you think about it, it’s an odd choice.
Theoretically the summer is the time when one goes to the beach. So why produce
a movie about the danger of sharks? The notion of danger lurking everywhere—even
in beauty—is something that overly protective parents communicate to their children
when they constantly warn them about wall sockets and the window as a possible
guillotine. When you think about the summer you imagine a comedy like Animal House,
though that too has it’s own jeremiad in the overdose which killed its star,
John Beluschi. So what do we look for in a summer film? Remember that most
people like to be on the edge of their seats. That is why they go to amusement
parks where they endure the kind of gut wrenching fear generated by Coney
Island’s Cyclone. Summer may be a time for chilling out on a hot beach, but
most people court danger for pleasure, whether it involves surfing waves or rapids, galloping over jumps or negotiating challenging mountain biking trails. So summer movies will ultimately reflect this love of cheap
thrills. Man of Steel, World War Z and Iron Man 3, three of this summer’s big
releases, indeed fit the bill. Perhaps in the ultimate marketing coup, Hollywood will create a blockbuster called
Animal Jaws.
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Man of Steel,
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