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I guess you want an actual REVIEW okay then. The Fifth Element is the story of an all powerful evil... an evil energy that seeks the "the fifth element". The story cuts from 1914 Egypt where huge aliens in their oddly shaped ships retrieve the other four Elements... then cuts to the 23rd Century when this dark force manifests itself again and the fifth element must be found. If it sounds like the plot to a pulp comic or RPG, that's cause, it is. The whole movie has the look and feel of an outrageous comic book. (including a humorous tone of adventure... this is not a movie that takes itself seriously or for anything more then what it is). Flying cabs zipping under towering buildings, sexy alien chicks, villains named "Zorg", and a strange pseudo-mysticsm around it. While Star Wars was rooted in westerns and space operas, The Fifth Element takes it's cue from dime store comics and pot boiler sci-fi. It's as if the writer/director, Luc Besson, just handed a bunch of copies of Amazing Stories to the art director and said "Make this real." And, they did, and did it wonderfully. The visuals in this movie are orginal and eye-exploding both for realism and creativity. New York City of the 27th century is a beauty to behold, the Jetsons meets Blade Runner meets anime. Later the movie treats the audience to outrageous and wildly imaginative airships and singing alien divas. Sure, the plot often takes a back seat to these stunning sets and CGI, but hot-dang, they are eye candy at it's best. The acting fits the movie. Bruce Willis's put-upon cab driver, Korban Dallas is believable when surrounded by such insanity. Gary Oleman is having a great time chewing the scenery as "Jean-Baptiste Emmanuel Zorg", the evil CEO..who seems to be Ross Preot on crack (as seen in a scene where he sells a new advanced gun like a used car salesman.) Milla Johovitch is perky as Leeloo, the gibberish speaking sexy alien who has a bad habit of wearing very little. And "Ruby Rhod" (Chris Tucker), the drag queen/radio host/Howard stern-meets-speed is gleefully over the top and campy that he steals the scene in the 3rd act. So, in short, if you like having fun, see this movie. It's a brightly colored comic book come to life, a visual smorgasbord of detail and wild imagination. The plot, for all it's cliche, is damned enjoyable, a world is created in front of your eyes and the pacing is fast and furious, with a lighthearted, never-too-serious mood that keeps it enjoyable and humorous into the last act. And don't forget the popcorn.
Once again, the Earth is facing destruction. That's always a statment that invites ridicule, but never has the presentation of disaster been so... awkward. See, there's a big ball of Evil coming to crash into Earth. Why? Because it's evil! And evil doesn't just want to settle for, say, demolishing Pluto; it's got to go for the Big Boy! And you can't destroy Big Evil Ball by violence, although it never crosses anyone's mind to go give it a big hug and scratch it behind the ears. The government and military advisors, made up of the most artificial-acting actors you will ever see, are clueless to stop it. So fresh off of saving L.A., Washington D.C., and New York City, John McClaine is called up to service. You really feel bad for Brucey boy, who tries to get through his lines and action sequences without laughing at how stupid of a plot is passing him by. To make matters for Earth a bit worse, a traitor is in their midst. Zorg (Gary Oldman) is assisting the BEB, and for some reason sweats chocolate sauce. But fortunately Earth has a savior, the mystical fifth element. Who happens to be the Maybellene girl, Milla Jovovich herself. Touted as the "supreme being", the "perfect warrior", the "savior of mankind", Leeloo's (Jovovich) main power is having flaming red hair and having a talent for being beaten up a lot. At least we can stomach her hideous looks for the sheer brilliance of acting talent that lies within this ex-model. Wait a minute... Essentially, the cheese factor here is high. Kraft. Velveta. Easy-Cheeze. Aside from the whole fake-Frenchy thing and Leeloo doing next to nothing other than wearing next to nothing, we have the indignity of Chris Tucker being a complete spaz of a radio personality. I don't need his motor-mouth in my life, but at least Bruce Willis strangles him at one point. Speaking of which, Bruce is the only factor that makes this movie watchable. He's genuinely funny, even with the lame lines given to him. He's hysterical arguing with his cab computer, and has a couple touching moments being the big protector of Ms. Supreme Being. Of course, no Willis action flick would be complete without a gun in his hand and him using it, which happens much to late in the film for my tastes. It's cheese, but somehow goes down all the same. Fake roots or no, redheads wearing Band-Aid clothing are watchable. Flying cars bring back Jetson memories, which is watchable. Big blue aliens singing opera... okay, weird, but eventually she shuts up. That's watchable. Wondering what American cinema has come to: priceless.
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Intermission! [some sources: IMDb]
The explosion in the Fhloston main hall was the largest indoor explosion ever filmed. The resulting fire almost got beyond control. Luc Besson created this idea when he was a teenager. The language spoken by Leeloo was invented by director Luc Besson and further refined by Milla Jovovich. By the end of filming they were able to have full conversations in this language. Groovy Quotes
Leeloo: Leeloo Minai Lekarariba-Laminai-Tchai Ekbat De Sebat. Korben Dallas: Good. That... that whole thing's your name, huh? Do you have, uh... a shorter name? Leeloo: Leeloo. Father Cornelius: Evil begets evil. Shooting it only makes it stronger.
Father Cornelius: You're a monster, Zorg.
Ruby Rhod: What was that, honey? It was bad! It had no fire, no energy, no
nothing! So tomorrow from 5 to 7 will you PLEASE act like you have more than
a two-word vocabulary! It must be green!
Ruby Rhod: What the hell are you screamin' for? Every thirty seconds there's a bomb or somethin'! I'm leavin! bzzzz!
Police: Are you classified as human?
Dallas: I only speak two languages - English and bad English. Soundtrack Review
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