Ape Escape

There are scenes in Tim Burton's Planet of the Apes redo so hysterical they drown out minutes' worth of dialogue that follow, which is hardly a knock. Indeed, the film is often so comical, so ridiculous in that self-aware wink-wink sort of way, it plays like a parody of the 1968 original, written by Rod Serling and Michael Wilson, who loosely based their screenplay on Pierre Boulle's novel. There, once more, is Charlton Heston--only this time, the poster boy for humanity is encased in ape makeup. He is a wizened old chimp, father of warrior prince Thade (Tim Roth, his voice a rotten snarl) and keeper of the Great Secret that man once ruled the planet and kept apes as their slaves. But Heston's appearance is less an act of subversion than it is a playful jab at the past and at the man himself, especially in his longstanding role as president of the National Rifle Association. "Their ingenuity," Heston tells Roth of the humans, "goes hand in hand with their cruelty." He then shouts a line he first uttered some 33 years earlier, and the audience, in appreciation and in disbelief, roars with him.

This incarnation is but a campy joke trapped in the world's longest chase sequence; it wants only to make you grin, all the way to the Toys "R" Us counter. It offers blanks and asks you to fill them in with your own knowledge of the series, which included a handful of half-brilliant, half-schlock sequels, a Saturday-morning cartoon and comic books. Neither a remake or a sequel, it nonetheless refers to the original so often you'd think Fox was using Burton's film to sell the studio's revamped DVD collection. Lines once uttered by humans have now been placed in the mouths of apes, Nova (the mute human played by Linda Harrison, who also makes a cameo) is now the name of a chimp, and not only that, it's derivative of a dozen other films, from Star Trek: The Motion Picture to Mission: Impossible 2 to Braveheart, from which plot lines and action sequences have been entirely lifted. Texas Monthly founding editor William Broyles Jr., Lawrence Konnor and Mark Rosenthal are credited with the screenplay, but so many others could and should share the credit. There's not an original bone in this hairy body.

The plot, more or less, remains the same, even if the names and faces do not: Mark Wahlberg plays Leo Davidson, a scientist-warrior who has been training genetically spliced monkeys how to pilot research vessels (hmmm...). When his monkey goes missing in an electronic storm that somehow manages to intercept transmissions from the future (ohhh....), Leo goes after him and winds up some 500 years in the future and on a planet where humans exist solely to elude capture, lest they become the apes' pets and slaves. But Leo, unlike Heston's original Colonel Taylor, need not convince the apes he is intelligent; humans speak on this planet, even if they're given little to say (it took me 30 minutes to realize Estella Warren wasn't a mute). Leo wants only to escape and reach "Calima"--the Forbidden Zone, which is said to be the birthplace of the ape race. There, Leo believes, he will find his shipmates and vessel and return to Earth. Yeah, and monkeys can talk.

Still, this Planet of the Apes is a perfectly acceptable, deliriously charming film--a goofy B-movie dolled up like a square-jawed A-list blockbuster. Unlike the 1968 version, it never drags, never bogs down in proselytizing, never moves in slow motion. There is no courtroom sequence to get in the way, no sly reference to the Scopes trial or the Vietnam War or the Black Power movement; if the original and its myriad sequels were meant to be read as cultural commentary, as Eric Greene insists in his 1996 book Planet of the Apes As American Myth: Race, Politics, and Popular Culture, Burton's version is meant to be read as an advertisement for itself and its action figures.