Directed by Barry Sonnenfeld. Tommy Lee Jones, Will Smith, Linda Fiorentino, Rip Torn, Vincent D’Onofrio. Columbia.
Decent Films Ratings
|?Teens & Up|
Content advisory: Semi-comic fantasy violence with (mostly alien) gore; icky creature effects; some sexual innuendo, profanity and crass language.
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By Steven D. Greydanus
Somewhere in the middle of Barry Sonnenfeld’s witty sci‑fi satire Men in Black, as Tommy Lee Jones and Will Smith sit in a customized Ford catching their breath after an incident I will only describe as extremely bizarre, Mr. Jones turns to Mr. Smith and says thoughtfully, "Did anything about that seem unusual to you?"
Welcome to the goofily inverted world of Men in Black,
a movie that taps into the same cultural myths and paranoid
conspiracy theories as
Based on the whimsical comic book series of the same name, Men in Black looks superficially like another Independence Day-style big-budget summer special-effects extravaganza with a catchy three-letter acronym. Yet MIB is smarter, leaner, funnier, and more human than most entries in the genre, relying less on spectacle than on the chemistry of the two leads and the wit of the script for its appeal.
It also has the benefit of a striking villain: Vincent D’Onofrio (who’s since appeared in The Cell and The Salton Sea) brings an entertaining physicality to the role of a murdered farmer named Edgar whose body is awkwardly inhabited by a vicious buglike alien. Aided by the makeup effects wizardry of Rick Baker (2001’s Planet of the Apes), D’Onofrio staggers and jerks through the film looking for all the world like a giant insect wearing an "Edgar suit." Not only is his performance a more entertaining special effect than the CGI monsters and alien puppets of other movies, it also exploits what could be called the "Jaws principle" (i.e., the monster you don’t see is more effective than the monster you do see).
MIB outdoes the later Rush Hour movies in its clever use of those tried and true formulas, Fish Out of Water and Odd-Couple Partners. The Fish Out of Water is Will Smith, a streetwise, competent New York cop who stumbles into a larger world when he runs down an ordinary-looking punk who turns out to be able to run up sheer walls. Tommy Lee Jones is his Odd-Couple Partner, an unflappably businesslike Man in Black who knows how tough it is to run down a cephalopoid on foot, and thinks this NY cop may have the right stuff for their line of work.
Most odd-couple partnerships rely on pairing a sensible "straight man" with an offbeat "color character" (e.g., Danny Glover and Mel Gibson in Lethal Weapon; Jackie Chan and Chris Tucker in Rush Hour). Somehow, MIB juices the formula in such a way that both roles apply to both characters: "Jay" and "Kay" are both the straight man, and they’re both the color character.
As the fantasy-world "insider," Jones gets the most outrageous lines; yet he delivers them with such a total lack of irony ("No, ma’am, we at the FBI do not have a sense of humor that we’re aware of") that he sells us on his identity as a suited government functionary. Smith, meanwhile, doesn’t have to be outrageous or profane to be funny; he’s the ordinary guy in an extraordinary situation, yet his hipness and flamboyant style ("You know what the difference is between you and me? I make this look good") stand out among the unsmiling black-suited ranks.
Linda Fiorentino (still best known as the femme fatale from The Last Seduction) plays a morgue worker and gets some funny scenes with Smith, while Rip Torn embodies the stereotype of the heroes’ gruff boss. Tony Shaloub (Galaxy Quest) also gets laughs in his cameo appearance, though a special effect is that scene’s big attraction.
MIB turns its satirical sights on alien conspiracy
theories and real-world targets in roughly equal measure. The
movie begins by asking: Suppose there really was a government
office dedicated to tracking and dealing with alien visitors to
our planet; what branch of government would they be a part of?
The military? The intelligence community? No, this movie reveals
that the Men in Black are actually a secret division of — INS,
Immigration and Naturalization Services. (Of course!) Then there
are lines like Kay’s defense of his own claim that the 1964
World’s Fair was actually staged to camouflage a pair of flying
saucers by incorporating them into the famous Pavilion towers.
"The World’s Fair was a
In a couple of scenes the movie verges beyond satire and evokes a sense of poignancy in its pop mythology of a cadre of well-dressed but unsung heroes, men who sever all human contacts and lead lives of thankless vigilance on behalf of an unknowing, unappreciative populace. "There’s always an alien battle cruiser," Kay lectures Jay, "or a Korlian death ray, or an intergalactic plague about to wipe out life on this planet. And the only thing that lets people get on with their hopeful little lives is that they don’t know about it." The Men in Black are a bit like the angels, I suppose, though as human beings they’re less suited to that kind of work. But how many other movies of this sort have protagonists who really qualify as "human beings"?
Not that there’s any profound human meaning or moral underlying Men in Black. It’s just good, gooey fun… and sometimes that’s enough.