Christine
****½
A washed up car needing a new owner gets her guy...and seduces him!
I must admit that it bothers me when I watch John in interviews talking about this film as basically "a job". I just think it is a damn good picture. It really does bring a homicidal, " jealous" car to life. But to me it is the brilliant performance from Keith Gordon that gives the film its tragic heart and soul. The gentle, sweet nerdy kid just wanting to have his own ride, a serious girlfriend, and be respected by his peers gradually transitioning into this dark spirit seemingly corrupted by Christine, the 58 Plymouth with a strange "romantic" hold on its owners, is a virtuoso performance perhaps considered right up there with Jeff Bridges in Starman in regards to acting in a John Carpenter film.
The thing is, Carpenter’s film eyes the struggles of being a
teenager that seemed so important in the Stephen King novel and ascertains Christine is able to eventually
claim its next devotee due to his crumbling grip on what is important as
opposed to what seems important but really isn’t: the girlfriend arrives in the
form of the lovely Alexandra Paul (eventually of Baywatch fame) deeply caring
for him despite his behavioral setbacks, parents who might appear to be quite
controlling but ultimately have his best interests at heart and simply want him
to maintain a respect for their roles as his custodian, a true friend (John
Stockwell) who is seriously concerned that he’s losing the buddy he has spent
trips to school, during hall breaks, and rides home afterward with, and a
future where his intelligence will benefit him economically (and maybe even
socially; high school may produce its bullies but often those with the brains
get the last laugh) are in a clear jeopardy thanks to Christine, wanting her
man all to herself, with no interference from the pesky figures once so serious
in his life.
The loss of innocence and the corrupting influence of the
car that supplements the missing hole needing filled in a highly emotional
current teenage situation (parents who neglect to tap into his antisocial
school situation and understand why he feels he could finally get a car and
park in their “precious” driveway, being bullied by a trio of intimidating
punks with no career outlook besides getting into reckless trouble and probably
winding up serial visitors to jail once the twenties greet them less than
warmly, and the need for companionship with “a woman” which eventually arrives
in Paul but corresponds not too effectively thanks to the “other girl” so
disrespected by everyone due to how Christine is taking away the Arnie those
that love him hold so dear) I think Carpenter and his cast bring to life quite
impressively. So I don’t think Carpenter should just dismiss this as a reason
to continue making movies when it covers material quite suitable for those who
can relate to Arnie’s plight. Those that love him losing him to the girl who
appeals to that dark side side, Arnie gives over to Christine scene by scene,
with Carpenter and Gordon producing a change in performance and look certainly
conveying what was elaborated by the car’s former owner, played by Roberts
Blossom (a superb character actor), when talking about how his brother cared
less about how his loved ones were destroyed by it and more for her welfare. Identifying
the angst of a nerd similar to the Christians thrown to the lions (Arnie sent
into the school, sheltered by parents who seem unable to realize just how
difficult it is for their son to face day after day in the role of the teenage
geek, dressed by them and given little freedom to make his own decisions) in
the arena with three bullies who live to give him grief (bullies do this: their
own pitiful lives have such little meaning that causing mischief and fear
towards others is the only way to circumvent their current inconsequential
future). How Carpenter and Gordon coincide the life in high school for Arnie
and his relationship with a car everyone seems (rightfully) jealous of (and
vice versa)—this ongoing drama that plays itself out in Greek tragic form—is a
real treat, I think, that perhaps gains notice the longer it plays on cable or
satellite, just waiting for reevaluation and new audiences.
The music Carpenter includes with the rock fittingly applied
for the time the story takes place, truly befitting the emotional roller
coaster of Arnie’s journey and how Christine operates to hold onto him and get
even with those who threaten their “love and bond” is another key attribute I
consider underrated. In fact, Christine has one of my alltime favorite
Carpenter scores. I remember working night shift back in October 2015, grooving
to the film’s soundtrack, replaying the film in my head and its highlights—including
just what Christine is capable of and how Arnie, his friend, the girl who cares
about him, and the parents who failed to understand the agony and
disappointment of the everyday plaguing their son are forever changed by the “damned
car”—reaffirming its status in my mind as a classic deserved of a second look.
Kelly Preston, the hot blond surprisingly overlooked for Alexandra Paul.
Kelly Preston, the hot blond surprisingly overlooked for Alexandra Paul.
I recall as a kid the film’s reputation. It was quite
received as a creepy film not to watch alone at night. Now maybe that might not
be the case anymore, but I return to how that resonated with a child curious
with such a statement. Carpenter treating us to Christine reshaping its damaged
carcass into a fine vehicular machine after the bullies had incapacitated her
(including defecation!) with sledgehammers and blades is incredible even for
1983, and the way his camera exploits its radio just coming on when those
around it are unwelcome and its ominous design (and the shot of its nose in
closeup (hood, headlights, grill, and iconic Plymouth insignia) seemingly an
expression of disapproval and rage when crossed the wrong way). I can’t help
but look at Christine as a living, breathing force of nature not to be crossed…and
Carpenter deserves credit for making that happen. But without Gordon and a fun
cast of young faces as the backdrop of his decline, I can’t imagine this film
being as long-lasting…
One of my favorite scenes in the film shows the near complete transformation of Arnie, as he issues a challenge to the wreckage of Christine to "show him" if she could repair herself.
John at work on set laying out a scene.
A favorite poster from my childhood
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