Sunday, January 31, 2010 at 5:51AM Reader Review: 'Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus'
| The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus
Starring Heath Ledger, Christopher Plummer, and Lily Cole |
Hey Big Picture Readers, It’s Gordon Gravy here with a special review of The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus, a movie Colin Boyd didn’t have time to see. And I’ll tell you what: You might not have time to see it, either. Yep, this movie is nearing the end of its theatrical run because you all decided to give your money to James Cameron and see Avatar. Well, if you have a few bucks left over, or just cashed in some aluminum cans or something, you should definitely consider tossing some coin Terry Gilliam’s way. I don’t think you’ll be disappointed.
Just like that overblown epic starring a bunch of computer generated blue-people, The Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus was meant to be seen on the big-screen. Maybe not IMAX-big, because you would surely see how miniscule the effects budget was, but definitely something bigger than your reasonably large 1080p plasma television at home. Director Terry Gilliam, back in fine form after the studios pasteurized him a few years ago, packs the “worlds” of his movie with just as much spectacle as Pandora and even gives his contemporary Tim Burton a run for the money, especially when it comes to oddity-factor.
The first of two universes represented in this movie is “the real world”, dark and dirty as it is. This is where our protagonist, an aging Dr. Parnassus, finds himself surrounded by those who depend on him. People like his daughter Valentina (played by the unbelievably scrumptious Lily Cole), or his jesters Anton and Percy (the latter a dwarf played by Verne Troyer of Austin Powers fame). They are a rag-tag bunch of gypsies passing from town to wretched town in their ancient horse drawn carriage hoping to make a few bucks here and there by entertaining the local drunks leaving the bars at night.
Ironically, Parnassus is himself a drunk, self-medicating to escape some unspoken burdens leaving the rest of his troupe to do the heavy lifting when it comes to the performing. Consequently, they are booed out of town more often than they find cash paying customers, and the little audience they are able to scrape up hardly realizes that stashed on board this rickety carriage is a mirror that has magical powers; it acts as a portal into the good doctor’s mind, a place where imagination runs wild and he is not effected by age or drink.




