Taken


Reviewed by
Peter Veugelaers © 2009
Editors Note: Peter has added the following
clarification:
In the sense of outraged
moral retribution against the
perpetrators of the indignities
in this movie, it’s a picture of
the everyman, who happens to be
a sophisticated spy, who, in the
sense of being an “everyman”,
hasn’t the power to change the
situation in the everyday flow
of networks in society, but the
flip side to Liam Neeson’s
character is that there’s a
sense of the power the everyman
would like over this sort of
oppression, which audiences
identify with, and which Neeson
performs with aplomb. He makes
the storytelling lack of tension
seem insignificant when it’s
ably compensated with his
performance and retributive
force at injustice. In no way
how justice is restored in the
movie could happen in reality.
But it’s the intent of the
matter which gives the movie
substance when its social issues
are compounded today and not
much is done about it. This is
what makes it tick, in spite of
its lacks.
Original
Review:
I liked the
sound of this so much it was a must-see. A government spy Bryan Mills (Liam
Neeson) in retirement, recently divorced, wants to close the gap between his
daughter Kim’s growing up and his being away at the job. She goes on holiday
with a friend to Paris where she finds herself kidnapped and the father’s back
in action.
Two teenagers
on the loose in Paris have the temptations of sex, at least for Kim’s friend,
while Kim is more skeptical when they meet a stranger who has invited them to a
party. Kim’s common sense is better thinking when the stranger turns out to be
the pawn of con-men.
Mum Lenore (Famkee
Janssen, who played Jean Grey from the X-Men franchise) wants her to be
independent while Dad is more cautious since he’s been in the business of
“preventing bad things happening”, he tells Kim on the way to the airport, one
of the few moments she has opportunity to let sink through what her Dad does.
The first half
hour builds-up to the kidnapping incident and moves reasonably swiftly along,
with a few lulls, with Mills’ quick thinking coupled with his calmly confident
attitude. He’s an established spy.
Liam Neeson
has kick-butt action down pat although that makes the credibility of the plot
especially towards the end appear dubious when this unstoppable hero is almost
invincible.
He oozes
presence, though, as usual, and has martial arts squared up effortlessly. This
could surprise anyone familiar with him in quieter presence-roles such as in
Schindler’s List
and
The Phantom Menace
(he gets to utter the word “focus” again in
Taken
in terms of talking down his innocent in trouble over the phone, rather than
little Anakin).
Mills is
better than Jason Bourne simply because Mills has a different motive and focus
than Bourne. Both are concentrated, though; it’s in the voice, it’s in the
action, it’s in the eyes and face. Mills wants to save his daughter, which is
outward, whereas Bourne wants to save his own life, something more selfishly
interior. Bourne has to do it, that’s the rub, but there’s something more
admirable about a man righting the wrong.
However,
Neeson as Mills is empathic for another reason when from the start of the movie
he’s trying to connect with his daughter by buying her a birthday present.
He’s trying to
show he loves her and it is not until the final shot that it provides that
emotion in the audience when we realize what Mills has to do to prove it.
The journey is
not only a quest for his daughter’s salvation. It’s also one that is cathartic
for his relationship with her and her with his.
Lenore is
emotionally distant at the birthday party while she’s with Stuart, the new
husband, who gives Kim (Maggie Grace) a better present seemingly.
But it’s Mills
who has the skills and guts to operate in the shady world he’s about to
encounter in Paris, and he’s a nice guy too. Liam Neeson gets the contrast
effectively so we’re still rooting for him when he’s a nice guy and a
professional retributing.
“This
is no time for measuring dicks”, he tells Stuart, whose talk doesn’t prove
anything at his ex-wife’s place when on the kidnapper’s tail.
The issue of
the kidnapping is exacerbated by the tension of why. Without revealing that,
doing so would spoil the plot, there’s enough to say that it’s an emotionally
gripping one which cathartically purges the blood guilt out of the system when
you are gripped by Mills, ex-machina, unstoppable in his attempt to free his
daughter.
The tone of
moral retribution has social and personal dimensions.
Mills is a
kind-of-picture of the frustrations of men in relation to others in the system
complying with corruption. Mills is the everyman venting symbolically the
restoration of what’s wrong and what needs to be done to flush it out. He is the
powerful side of the powerless individual in the face of the networks, some of
them undesirable, which evade everyone, everyday, in the process of flow,
globalization and its counterpart immigration (read: Albanian). Mills goes to
the undesirable without flinching.
Since movies
are symbols representing all of us as humans in varied ways then Mills is the
conscience and stares a straight course in life and the perpetrators of disease
and sin represent the flip side of everyman’s weakness, a sobering moral
corrective.
You could
gripe over how the plot mechanizes rather than weaves. It doesn’t totally
deliver a knock-out thriller. Its medium budget stages stunts with a
feather-weight rather than something stronger. It’s not too graphic with its
martial arts and minimal car chases but the subject is loaded.
That’s
irrelevant, though, to what was bound to be a good story when reading the
synopsis. It’s engaging for the most, Liam Neeson’s focal performance is true
and involving and the true-to-life realities do require some re-thinking and
doing over.
I wouldn’t go as far as
saying it’s good of its kind, but it’s good in its own right.
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