Olympus Has Fallen
Don’t tell anyone the code words!
(Editor’s note: Please welcome Richard as guest writer.)
(Additional note: Not actually being an editor, I simply included all three of Richard’s pieces on this film, without making him incorporate them. He is busy with a ‘job’ or ‘family’ or something.)
Everything you need to know about Olympus Has Fallen is contained in the first paragraph of a review I accidentally read about it in a serious newspaper. The critic referred to it as a return to the simplistic nineties action thriller tropes. Only get this; he was acting as if that was bad thing.
How it does this without coming on like a shitty cutscene I don't know, but I can report that the overall effect was to make me reach for the crouch button. That's a good thing.
This is not the place for a detailed treatise on the golden age of action cinema (actually it is, but I’ll refrain) so let me say in summary only this: an enormous number of highly watchable films were produced in the years 1990 – 2000. I wouldn’t make high-falluting claims for their art, any more than I would propose a cheeseburger joint for a Michelin star.
But here’s the thing: I like cheeseburgers. And they don’t make enough of them any more. At some point – let’s say between Matrix and Matrix 2 – they forgot how to do it simple and good. Blame CGI, TV, the internets, whatever, the fire went out and the snappy, quality junk stopped getting made. There were and are exceptions of course, but they seem to these jaded eyes to be precious few and far between. And that’s why I am crying out for a piece of shit like this one: a stupid, brilliant waste of time.
There is only one other observation about Olympus that I would bother to make (like writing about cheeseburger, there is not much to be gained or imparted beyond ‘mmmmmm cheeseburger’) and it is this: for years, video games have had a deleterious effect on films, and vice versae, as each slavishly ape the other and forget the virtues of their own mediums.
OHF is a post C of D product, and all the better for it. It borrows from the language of gaming to create tension and suspense in modes familiar from First Person Shooters, sniping levels, stealth attacks, and more. How it does this without coming on like a shitty cutscene I don’t know, but I can report that the overall effect was to make me reach for the crouch button (). That’s a good thing.
The Take
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To give the reader the full experience, Richard gives us the story from both perspectives. No one ever said we weren’t Rashomon.
Well, that one guy did.
From the archives of one of our henchmen:
Dear Diary,
Well, that was a classic day. Phew! Where to start?
So we took the White House. Finally! It was awesome. I was really nervous at first but as soon as I saw the aerial attack on the innocent civilians and the Washington Monument I just got pumped. We really went for it with the ground attack. Of course it didn’t hurt that all the secret service guys came running out the one door. This is going to sound weird, but the whole thing totally reminded me of Call of Duty. Except with really stupid enemy AI!
No one really said anything about how I did but I’m feeling pretty positive. Jun said he saw the leader look my way when I shot that guy that was already mostly dead and I think that’s got to be good. Right? Anyway I know I did good, because guess who got to go out on the actual roof of the actual White House and take down the tattered, bullet riddled Stars and Stripes?
That’s right, yours truly! Eat that, Kim.
That was one bummer. Kim and his asshole buddies were all giving me shit about not keeping the flag. Like it was some super special memento of the capture of the Commander in Chief and the subsequent fall of America. I was all, ‘So what? It’s just a stupid flag.’ I made out like I totally meant to chuck it disdainfully from the roof and turn away unmoved as it fluttered to the ground like a discarded dishcloth. But honestly I don’t know now. I didn’t really think it through. Maybe I should have kept it, made more of a big deal of it? Jun said that I would have made a fortune on eBay. Or I could have presented it to the leader? I think he would have liked that, although the last guy that sucked up to him did get pretty badly killed, so I don’t know. It’s too late now, I know, but I do feel like I should probably have done something more, you know, cinematic or something.
Fuck you Kim, you’ve totally spoiled an awesome day. I guess the only thing left to do is put a bag on my head, and wear heavy clothing, get on a helicopter and get blowed up. It’s brilliant! How can they not think I’m the President! It’s the only possible explanation! Take that, Kim!
Except for the fact that I’ll be dead, of course.
And, since movies are simply depictions of actual events, let’s go behind the scenes at the security planning meeting that led to the events of the film. Sorry. Of the reality.