Enchanted film rating and review

Enchanted (2007) Film Rating and Review :

Rating :

Acting – 710
Direction – 710
Screenplay – 710
Music – 710
Technique – 710

Review :

A wink & a nudge

Enchanted, an unexpectedly delightful revisionist fairy tale from, of all places, Walt Disney Pictures, does not radically rewrite every bummer cliche about girls and their dreams. But for a satisfying stretch, the film work its magic largely by sending up, at times with a wink, at times with a hard nudge, some of the stereotypes that have long been this company’s profitable stock in trade.

It’s a gently heretical redo, characterized by a script that falters only in the clinch, some agile if overly timid direction and a strong cast led by a superb Amy Adams. As Giselle, an otherworldly princes who falls to earth, she proves to be an irresistibly watch able screen presents and a felicitous physical comedian, with a gesture performance and an emotional register that alternately bring to mind the madcap genius of Carole Lombard and Lucille Ball. Adams does not just bring her cartoonist character to life: she fills Giselle’s pale cheeks with the blood and filling, appealing human confusing of emotion and crinoline.

Giselle has clearly been conceived, more thematically than visually, along the same lines as classic Disney heroines like Snow White and Cinderella. She sings about her own true love, it is not long before he emerges on horseback, answering her call with a Stephen Schwartz and Alan Menken refrain of his own. Hi ho, it’s off to the chapel they would go if not for his wicked, witchy stepmother.

One thing quickly leads to another until Giselle tumbles down a well and lands in New York, her drawn figure suddenly made flash. There, amid the bustling and hustling, she finds shelter with a guarded single father, Robert (Patrick Dempsey), and his motherless daughter, Morgan (Rachel Covey). The director Kavin Lima keeps the tone light and playful while scaling some charmingly dizzy heights with two musical numbers, one a rushing, complexly choreographed song and dance in Central Park with what looks like the entire Broadway dance crops, the other are brilliantly surrealistic number with Giselle and some urban critters. You may never look at the water bug the same way again.

It would be too much to expect Disney to wholly dismantle its own mythologies, thereby freeing young female hearts and minds from the curse of Prince Charming, so it’s no surprise that Enchanted trips up on its way to the finish. The wind-up disappoints, as does Susan Sarandon’s Queen Narissa.

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