Crisis! Setting: The Japanese Archipelago, Megasaki Prefecture. An
epidemic of snout fever is raging through the population of dogs with
no signs of abatement. Mayor Kobayashi initiates a dramatic solution:
Ban all dogs to the nearby trash island. Wholly Moses! Whatever
happened to man’s best friend?
So begins in efficient precision the conceit of Writer/Director Wes
Anderson and co.’s third masterpiece in a row (following Moonrise
Kingdom and The Grand
Budapest Hotel) the Isle
of Dogs. I say Wes Anderson and
co. because it so obvious from his last three movies that he has
assembled an extraordinary crew of artists around him. These movies
are quite frankly on another level. A few words of effusive praise
can be spent on the look of the movie. It is rendered in spare crisp
black and white tones, obviously heavily influenced, nay in direct
homage, to the efficient elegance of the best of Japanese art. It is
an animated movie, using the same stop-motion technology and style
Anderson previously used in Fantastic Mr. Fox.
As such, the entirety of each and every frame is designed. And what
design! Pick a frame at random and you’ve got a painting.
After the dogs are unfairly
marooned, a young boy named Atari pilots his way to the Isle of Dogs
to find his beloved dog Spot. Atari his helped in his search by a
group of dogs with names such as Chief, Rex, Boss, King, and Duke,
voiced by such A-listers and Anderson regulars as Bryan Cranston,
Edward Norton, Bill Murray, Bob Balaban, and Jeff Goldblum
respectively. Why do they help the child? Because they are dogs and
dogs love children. Such cute logic is all over this movie. (For
example, a not-so-subtle reason for the nefariousness of the
Kobayashi clan is the fact that they are associated with cats. The
ancient grudge between cats and dogs is continued). The plot is
disarmingly simple and the sympathy it commands so persuasive (unless
you’re are some kind of cat-lover/dog-hater) that I expect this
movie will become the favorite movie of legions of children. For
once, grateful parents will have at least one movie their kids are
obsessed with that they would not mind watching a hundred times over.
Isle of Dogs is routinely
funny in that wry and dry Wes Anderson way. His humor has gotten
sharper over the years and his last three movies are a testament to
that. There is a particularly good joke concerning a dog, called the
Oracle, who the other dogs believe has special powers. Actually she
has figured out how to watch T.V. and is letting everyone know what
she is sees on the news.
The pathos works as well. One flashback scene shows the first meeting
of Atari and Spots, his newly assigned guard-dog. Spot, as if a
seasoned professional, describes at length his employment to Atari,
the various functions he has and his and commitment to Atari’s
well-being. “In other words,” Spots concludes, “I am your dog.”
There is a simple profundity to that which just killed me.
I have left to discuss perhaps the
more original and inventive detail of Isle of Dogs.
The human characters are Japanese and speak Japanese, which the movie
chooses to not provide subtitles for. The barks of the dogs, however,
have been rendered into English. This provides for a unique
experience in which half of the dialogue is not understandable, or is
being translated by more-or-less reliable translators. There are
enough visual cues so that an English only speaker can definitely
understand what is going on, but the decision made by Anderson to not
provide a translation of the Japanese is an interesting one. Like
Lost in Translation, I
expect part of the experience is not understanding the Japanese
language. Or it could be that Anderson wanted to make it clear that
the Japanese and the dogs indeed speak different languages and do not
fully understand each other. In any case, it works.
I always pegged Wes Anderson as more of a “cat guy”. Obviously, I
was wrong.
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