I’ve written before about what happens when you see too many movies and they start blending together in weird ways, but this week seems like a particularly good example. On Monday night, I saw “The Cabin in the Woods,” in which a group of young people go to a remote cabin where grisly and terrible things happen to them. On Tuesday night, I saw “The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel,” in which a group of old people go to a remote hotel in India where mostly lovely things happen to them. Both movies succeeded at their tasks, but this morning I’m thinking: what if you swapped those groups? What if the elder British folk went to that scary cabin — would the forces of creepiness stand a chance against the likes of Judi Dench, Maggie Smith and Tom Wilkinson? (I think not. Dench would just draw herself to full posture and say “NONSENSE” in that wonderfully dry, dismissive Judi Dench way, and that would be that. Smith would simply refuse to acknowledge the existence of unpleasantness, in that Dowager Countess way that she has, meaning that the baddies would eventually just slink out of the room feeling vaguely ashamed of themselves. And Wilkinson can just act his way out of anything.) And if those young kids went to that India hotel, with all their energy and good looks, they’d make short work out of renovating the place, and soon it would become a fashionable hotspot, and they wouldn’t have to worry about getting their heads chopped off. See? Happy endings all around.
April 11, 2012 at 9:55 AM