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Daily Probe Movie Review by Preston Fillagre
Scooby-Doo
Many consider Edgar Allen Poe to be the father of that favoured literary
form, the detective story, and as such the number of cinematic realizations
of this milieu that tend toward the noir in their tonalities and tropisms is
legion. Credit the originators of Scooby-Doo with having the courage and
imagination to take the Quest for Justice from that provenance and parse it
with feckless -- even puerile -- players for a change. It is surprising to
see the usually dark subject matter presented with nary a shadowy overtone
borrowed from the German masters such as Lieber or Rheifenstahl, and giddily
faced by heroes who seem unable to grasp the gravitas of their predicament.
The danger here is that such exaggerated characterisations and meretricious
visuals impede one's ability to relate to the flowers of its rhetoric on
anything approaching a visceral level. It is, in the final analysis, almost
cartoonish. I thought it similar to a recent production of Shakespeare's
Titus Andronicus set in the Wild West: We are impressed with the bold
departure from suffocating norms, but are left to wonder at the choices
made.
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