Monday, 7 September 2009
The Warriors: Ultimate Director's Cut
Anti-definitive device! The cheap, literal comic book crawl added to Walter Hill's Ultimate Director's Cut of The Warriors fails to impress. Doubly so since this is the version that has made the leap to high-definition formats. The preface is poorly and simplistically rendered, bright bordering on luminous. It jibes badly with the neon simplicity of the Coney Island Wonder Wheel. The dull, muscled figures stitched in have nothing in common with the film's malnourished, sinewy heroes. That's not all that has been added. The film is now littered with freeze frames and artificially implemented panel shifts. The audience forced to literally read the film as a comic book. These artless overlays rob the film of it's dystopian leaning, dashing immediacy, and even danger. When the Baseball Furies arrive it blunders the moment to have Hill lay out his subtextual reading, rather than just hold on these facepainted lunatics. The Warriors used to be a bubblegum pop version of A Clockwork Orange, now it's a shameless opportunist jostling for youth money with a misunderstood grab-bag of multi-medium tricks. For shame.