This was not how I expected my first premiere to go: from the mis-introduction of the evening’s hosts at Kiss FM, to the actors dispassionate pre-film “chat” with the audience. Oh, and then there was the film.
Personally I am not a fan of director Catherine Hardwicke‘s more famous recent outings with the Twilight series, but I entered the Empire Cinema on Leicester Square with an open mind and a particular interest in the film’s classic 700 year old fable as source material. As well as a high calibre of acting quality coming from Amanda Seyfried and none other than supporting artist/scene stealer extraordinaire, Gary Oldman.
apathetic characters and cheap set-design
The film opens enthusiastically with a long aerial establishing shot of the village via its surrounding snow covered forest, but as soon as we are introduced to the apathetic characters and their cheap set-designed village (which has all the vibrancy and detail of Lars Von Trier’s Dogville). The film soon spirals into a whirlwind of cheesy dialogue, feeble and unconvincing scares and confusing, twisted family drama which would make the Eastender’s cast blush.
Red Riding Hood would have benefited by sticking close to the classic tale and simply applying to it a dark undertone fit for a modern audience; instead it uses poor Red and her woodland misfits to endorse a schmaltzy romance which has all the subtlety and appeal of running face-first into an axe sellotape’d to a werewolf.