Rise of the Planet of the Apes - Review

A few years ago, I went to see the originalPlanet of the Apes (1968) at a revival theater, and I was shocked by how cheesy it now looked on the big screen. The sprawling adobe ape village came off like something out of late-'60s Disneyland — it looked just like what it was, a set — and the caves where Charlton Heston was caged might have been made of Styrofoam. But though the physical production had dated badly (apart from the ape makeup, which was still anthropomorphically cool), the film had lost none of its pop audacity, its topsy-turvy post-apocalyptic racial-allegorical pow (''You maniacs! You blew it up! Ah, damn you! God damn you all to hell!''). None of the four Apes sequels, of course, were nearly as good, but they still carried bits and pieces of the original's trippy extravagance, and they were an early landmark of geek culture. (When I was 14, a friend and I watched Escape From the Planet of the Apeson TV and then spent what felt like three hours trying to make sense of its timeline.) Read More...



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