The Old Guard (2020)
(Netflix Streaming, February 2021) As someone who spent a few years as a film critic professionally slicing apart the sometimes-subtle differences between genres, I’m really tempted to approach The Old Guard as a case study in the differences between Science Fiction and Comic Book sensibilities. Any kind of artistic genre is often best understood as the product of a community rather than a corpus in and of itself. It’s about a group of creators talking to each other, borrowing techniques and sensibilities, and aiming for a specific audience that is attuned to those very specific aspects of a genre. It’s no big revelation that the prose Science Fiction and the Superhero Comics communities have evolved according to different parameters: both were limited by the specifications of their publishing medium and have a different history. Comics tend to be more action-oriented at the expense of believability (sometimes ridiculously so, using fights as structural building blocks), while Science Fiction chose to focus on ideas and narrative more than literary sensibilities. The Old Guard is interesting in that it takes a science-fictional device (immortals living in the margins of history) and filters it through a comic book sensibility, pumping up fights every fifteen minutes and going for big broad narrative strokes rather than stopping to think about what it’s doing. The result definitely reached an audience (it’s apparently one of the most widely-streamed films of 2020, whatever that means in a weird year for movies), but it can be a frustrating film if you’re expecting it to take a more grounded approach. The undisputable highlight here has to be Charlize Theron, once more burnishing her action-movie credentials with a lean, mean performance as a burnt-out immortal (the mythical Andromache) openly questioning why she’s still living in the face of so much evil in the world. Next up are the dynamic fight sequences — not revolutionary, but good enough to keep the film moving even when the plot doesn’t make all that much sense or grace. It’s when we peek more closely at the ideas of the film that The Old Guard gets creaky. Bits and pieces of the exposition (delivered to a newly minted immortal played by Kiki Layne in a breakout performance) are graceless and depend more on rule of dramatic explanations rather than telling it straight. This problem carries through much later in the film, as another character played by Chiwetel Ejiofor takes a rabbit out of narrative hat in suggesting a greater-scope purpose that’s not supported nor foreshadowed in any way by the rest of the narrative. Worse yet is the undiluted sense (carried over from comic serials) that The Old Guard is barely the beginning of the story, so obvious are the plot threads deliberately dangled to set up a series of sequels. Blah — so much for wholly satisfying single-film narratives. There’s little doubt that Hollywood will hold itself hostage to comic book conventions for a long while: the commercial success of such films speaks for itself, and the numerous parallels between comic-book writing and screenwriting are just as obvious. I just wish that comics-inspired screenwriters would stop and think a little bit more and that they’d learn to identify and dispense with the clichés of another medium as they write for another.