Rebel Moon Part Two: The Scargiver is now streaming on Netflix
Rebel Moon creator Zach Snyder had hailed Part One: A Child of Fire as an exciting new dawn for the blockbuster sci-fi arena. It boasted a two-part story that would launch an expanded on-screen exploration of a bustling galaxy ruled by a militaristic regime with a ragtag group of warriors, outcasts, and resistance fighters fighting to dismantle it. But two hours and 15 minutes into Snyder’s straightened-out version of the Star Wars universe, Part 1 felt like an unsatisfying, half-baked action movie cobbled together from far more inspired genre elements. Unsurprisingly, the final chapter of Rebel Moon Part Two: The Scargiver (which arrived four months later) offers only a slight improvement, thanks to its simpler story and a much more engaging climatic battle, albeit in two overtime of the same superficial characters and plot.
Barely stepping outside the lines of its inspiration, The Scargiver’s plot plays out like Seven Samurai/The Magnificent Seven meets Return of the Jedi, with the crew of warriors returning to Veldt’s moon to protect the villagers from the army of the Imperium who always seeks to steal their space grain. They have a countdown until an Imperium dreadnought arrives in their atmosphere, and given this time pressure, it’s particularly absurd that Snyder spends gratuitous time showing villagers and warriors harvesting the land. There’s so much slow-motion harvesting, threshing, winnowing and reflection that you half-expect the voiceover of Anthony Hopkins’ mechanical knight James to come in with an inspired quote from Lao Tzu saying : “Give a man a bag of grain. and you feed it for a day. Teach him to harvest and you feed him for life. By the way, James’ robot-turned-native gimmick is completely confusing and adds little value to the story other than a late entry of the team into the fray.
If these early scenes feel filler, it’s because their abundance of flashbacks is a lethargic attempt to provide backstory and character insight that hampers pacing and rarely deepens relationships. Take a first post-coital exposure dump from Kora (Sofia Boutella). As she lies in the arms of her farmer lover Gunnar (Michiel Huisman), she reveals the role she played in the assassination of the royal family. It’s somewhat hilarious to hear a string quartet playing furiously while a brutal murder takes place on screen, but it’s an otherwise predictable scene that relies on a voiceover to tell us about a threat to the Imperium’s war machine rather than conveying it through natural dialogue between characters. characters. There’s also an eye-rolling line thrown at Kora by her adoptive father, calling her a “cancer of ethnic impurity” due to her darker complexion. It’s 2024 and writers are still lazily copying and pasting contemporary racial biases onto sci-fi characters living in a diverse galaxy of species and aliens set thousands of years in the future, without any imagination. Somewhere, Carl Sagan is rolling in his grave.
A similar sensation on the nose occurs during a contrived group therapy session initiated by former Imperium general Titus (Djimon Honsou). Like a Warriors Anonymous reunion, each fighter confirms that their life and/or homeworld has been ruined by the barbaric conquest of the Home World in a series of monologues. To Honsou and Doona Bae’s credit, their ability to infuse depth and emotionality into their performances elevates the clunky storytelling slightly.
These flashback monologues also take us to the steampunk-industrial planet of Conan the noble barbarian Tarak (Staz Nair), which is a welcome divergence from the typical ethnic-inspired landscapes we’ve seen so far, but these scenes pose frustrating questions. as to why certain character details weren’t hinted at or incorporated into the story set in the present. The fact that there’s an ancient bloodlust embedded in the cyborg hands of Bae’s swordmaster, Nemesis, seems like a pretty knotty element that could have made her warrior more intriguing and multidimensional than she is. as she follows a grieving mother’s well-worn journey as it begins. and ends with the children.
Just as he was in Child of Fire, Admiral Atticus Noble from Ed Skrein’s Darth Vader is the most watchable element of The Scargiver. He brings a campy menace to the proceedings, even if his return from the dead in the image of Christ is quite laughable. What the Matrix-like light tubes attached to his body are supposed to do to restore his body after his fall is anyone’s guess; it’s as absurd as Kora’s nickname “Scargiver”, in fact. Although this is the title of this sequel, no explanation is offered.
At least this time we get an ending with a more exciting showdown between Skrein and Boutella on the dreadnought, easily clearing the low bar set by the half-hearted battle scenes on the field. Much of the nerve-wracking fight takes place with the characters in freefall against a fiery chromatic backdrop of grisly machinery, each action star making every blow count. There are a few engaging combat vignettes – Titus leading the rebels across a stone bridge with laser beams passing in slow motion could be a poster child – but most of the Imperium’s droids, vehicles and ships have a grainy, two-dimensional quality. The aesthetic world-building would have benefited from more dynamic and original ideas than just well-worn visual riffs in the science fiction canon.
Gn entert
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