Studio: Constantin Film
Director: Paul W.S. Anderson
Writer: Constantin Werner, Paul W.S. Anderson
Producer: Paul W.S. Anderson, Jeremy Bolt, Milla Jovovich, Dave Bautista, Constantin Werner, Jonathan Meisner, Robert Kulzer
Stars: Milla Jovovich, Dave Bautista, Arly Jover, Amara Okereke, Fraser James, Simon Loof, Deirdre Mullins, Tue Lunding, Eveline Hall, Sebastian Stankiewicz
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Summary:
A witch and a mercenary brave a post-apocalyptic wasteland in search of a shapeshifter whose power is desired by a queen.
Review:
A narrated introduction is generally considered a no-no in moviemaking. What with film being a visual medium, an audience should be shown, not told, how a fantasy setting looks, feels, and functions. There are exceptions, like the opening crawl in “Star Wars,” although that’s meant more to establish what point we’re at in an overall arc, not to belch out a bunch of lore the budget couldn’t afford to put onscreen.
That’s how “In the Lost Lands” starts off on the wrong hoof. Dave Bautista, as his character Boyce, strides straight toward the camera, coming so close that the frame cuts off his forehead. Breaking the fourth wall to address the viewer directly, Boyce/Bautista promises “a tale of magic and witches, of quests and of monsters, of good and of evil.” That already sounds epic even before he adds how this particular post-apocalyptic place was “consumed by the flames of a great war long ago, when death rained from the sky,” leaving “The Lost Lands filled with twisted creatures that dwell in the shadows.” Cool. What he fails to disclose is that most of this seemingly sprawling story actually takes place through conversations in closeup, with the world itself fleetingly glimpsed only in soft-focus CGI wide shots lasting four seconds or less.
Bautista basically plays Boyce as his take on Clint Eastwood’s Man with No Name, except as a gunslinger who does considerably more talking. When he’s not playing mercenary out in The Lost Lands, Boyce secretly beds The Queen, whose dying husband The Overlord rules in absentia over the mountainside city where all remaining humans dwell.
The Queen has a special assignment for Gray Alys, a powerful witch being hunted for heresy by The Patriarch, the city’s resident zealot who desperately wants religion to rule the realm. The Queen hires Gray Alys to find a shapeshifter whose ability to turn into a wolf The Queen wishes to take for herself. Getting to the ominously named Skull River where this shapeshifter supposedly resides requires a guide, in turn requiring Gray Alys to hire Boyce as an experienced escort.
Boomeranging back to “Star Wars” for a second, when Luke Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi first venture to Mos Eisley to contract Han Solo and Chewbacca, we see Obi-Wan accosted by two villains. Kenobi pulls out his lightsaber to cut down the duo, giving us two notable pieces of information: that Obi-Wan is more than a mere old man, and that disinterested patrons see this sort of slaughter all the time. We subsequently see Han’s memorable interaction with Greedo, where his under-the-table blaster fire cements him as a scandalous rogue. The cantina is also crowded with a bevy of beastly beings, instilling a sense of a much wider world where aliens of varied backgrounds drink, fight, and do black market business.
In contrast, here’s how “In the Lost Lands” handles its similar setup of Gray Alys approaching Boyce in a bar. Boyce sits alone at a dimly lit table with a blurred background, providing little perspective on the people or the place that exists outside of these six square feet. He and Gray Alys play one hand of normal cards, with her three aces beating his three kings, offering an opening for her to solicit his gun-for-hire services. None of the intrigue, none of the characterization, and none of the world-building that “Star Wars” did in the same amount of time is anywhere to be found until The Enforcer, the leader of The Patriarch’s cadre of warrior monks, shows up to finally dust up a little action.
Once expositional matters are settled, Gray Alys and Boyce set out for the digitally rendered wasteland. An interstitial map teases upcoming locations like “Shadows Bane,” “The Rift,” “Gray Dunes,” and “Fire Fields” before reaching Skull River. But first, the sorceress and her bodyguard stop at “Trading Post,” a bland, beige blah where the two of them simply spend the night, although Boyce spends it in the company of another woman he sleeps with when he’s not sneakily having sex with The Queen.
From here, Gray Alys and Boyce continue following a predictable point-to-point pattern of delivering dialogue at each other in between few-and-far-between action whenever The Enforcer’s monks momentarily catch up, or when the protagonist pair briefly encounters a small circle of undead monsters out of nowhere. “In the Lost Lands” comes up with a couple of decent concepts for creatures and costumes, though none of them are impressively imaginative designs that haven’t been seen before.
“In the Lost Lands” bases its script on the same-named short story by vaunted “Game of Thrones” creator George R.R. Martin, so it’s no surprise his yarn features a corrupt church, political assassinations, and illicit affairs tied to backstabbing machinations. In addition to Dave Bautista, who has built a career out of appearing in big blockbusters, the film stars Milla Jovovich, herself no stranger to major movies with big bankbooks, especially with her recurring role in the “Resident Evil” franchise directed by her husband, Paul W.S. Anderson, who directs her again here in addition to cowriting the screenplay and co-producing.
Putting everyone’s pedigrees together, it’s amusing, strange, or sad (choose your own term) to see names normally associated with huge Hollywood projects slumming it in a B-movie filmed in front of a green screen in Poland. The entire production looks like it was shot on one tight soundstage, with consumer-grade VFX filling in a few blanks in this suspiciously underpopulated world. The made-for-cable taste is tolerable when you want to whet your entertainment appetite with the guilty-pleasure flavor of Syfy-level fare. There’s less incentive to spend 90 nothing minutes if you expect anything above syndicated TV standards.
Review Score: 40
Putting everyone’s pedigrees together, it’s amusing, strange, or sad (choose your own term) to see these names slumming it in a B-movie filmed in front of a green screen in Poland.