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Explosions in the Sky 

On Neill Blomkamp's Elysium (or, Occupy Outer Space)

Picture Los Angeles as a slum.


more of a slum. In Elysium, it's 2154, and the City of Angels is worn down, burned out, left to rot. A sprawling shantytown, LA's once-proud skyscrapers are crumbling shadows in the far-off distance, while everything else—from a dull, lifeless sky to warm, hazy water—is a tired, dusty brown. Scrambling through garbage and desperation, its residents scrape by on hard-packed, sun-baked streets, and every once in a while, one of them looks up: If the light is just right, they can see Elysium, a massive, elegant space station hanging above Earth. Like the rest of our worn-out planet, LA has succumbed to pollution and overpopulation, which means the few rich enough to escape did. Elysium is where they went: a haven for the 1 percent, where the air is clean and plants can grow and health care exists.

For a generation for whom class mobility feels like a myth, it's easy to look at Elysium director Neill Blomkamp—who also made 2009's remarkable District 9—as the sort of filmmaker we need. He's also a difficult guy to nail down: as comfortable with guns, spaceships and explosions as with political and social issues, he runs the risk of turning off both snobs ("Why'd he have to go and turn it into a dumb action movie at the end?") and idiots ("Why'd there have to be so much talking?"). For those who can embrace both the visceral and the allegorical, though, Blomkamp seems aware of both the 21st century's overwhelming ills and the fantastical sort of catharsis we require to escape them, however briefly. Elysium deals with the class mobility, health care and immigration; it also crams in defense contractors, terrorism, police brutality, economic disparity and ineffective governance. With each, Blomkamp trades subtlety for explosions and gore, which seems like an OK trade: Allegory is hardly required to pussyfoot around.

Elysium's first-hour worldbuilding works best: We meet Max (Matt Damon, in ever-likeable action hero mode), who grew up in LA's dead-end poverty and works a thankless factory job, making the same robot policemen that occasionally beat him up. We also meet Delacourt (Jodie Foster), Elysium's viciously pragmatic chief of security; Max's childhood BFF Frey (Alice Braga), a nurse in a grimy, overwhelmed hospital; and Kruger, a gleeful, furious, psychotic mercenary (a gleeful, furious, fantastic Sharlto Copley). When Max realizes he'll die if he doesn't get to Elysium ASAP, the guns come out.

Even if Elysium can't match District 9—unlike Blomkamp's lean, mean debut, Elysium's ambition can't help but widen its scope, thus weakening its punch—it still ramps up as a consistently entertaining, unpredictable, bloody experience. It's part action movie, part heist flick, and part PBS NewsHour—a potent cocktail, which makes Blomkamp the sort of bartender who'll make you a hell of a drink that, for better or worse, you won't be able to forget the next morning.


dir. Neill Blomkamp

Opens Fri Aug 9

Various Theaters


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