On Halloween, the entertainment section of the Los Angeles
Times was full of the news that Ron Howard’s latest, Inferno, had just gone down in flames. Weekend stats showed it well
behind the earnings of Boo! A Madea
Halloween. Ron Howard has long been one of Hollywood’s most bankable
directors, someone whose 23 films have brought in more that $3.6 billion (with
a b) worldwide. At the start of Halloween weekend he was releasing an
action-packed Tom Hanks-starring thriller, based on the third volume of a convoluted
Dan Brown series that started with the mega-selling The Da Vinci Code. And yet Inferno
performed anemically, well down in second place to a Tyler Perry farce that
had opened the week before.
There was a time when any movie directed by Ron Howard was
treated in the media with condescension. After all, the public knew him first
as the cute little kid on The Andy
Griffith Show and then as perennially innocent Richie Cunningham on Happy Days. Even one of the very best
films from Howard the director, 1995’s Apollo
13, caused the L.A. Times
reviewer Kenneth Turan to smirk that Howard’s uplifting handling of this
real-life material showed him to be “the master of Opie-vision.” Despite the
film’s huge technical challenges, broad social canvas, and powerfully realistic
capturing of a landmark event in the history of the U.S. space program, many
film experts chose to see Apollo 13
as the work of a plucky young man venturing into someone else’s sandbox.
When he made Apollo 13,
Howard was graduating from amiable comedies like Splash, Cocoon, and Parenthood. He tried for high drama with
a story of Chicago firefighters, Backdraft,
and ventured an epic romance with Far and
Away , but the results of both left something to be desired. Apollo 13, though, was an artistic and
box office triumph. Howard was honored by the Directors Guild for this film.
When Oscar nominations were announced in early 1996, Apollo 13 was one of 5 candidates for Best Picture. But, in a serious
snub, Howard’s name didn’t show up on the list of Best Director candidates.
(The big winners that year were Mel Gibson and Braveheart.)
It was 2001’s A
Beautiful Mind that served as Ron Howard’s breakout film. This moving and
inventive story of mental illness won Howard Oscars as both director and
producer. And from this point forward, he was finally taken seriously as a
mainstream Hollywood director. The acclaim has helped him to do what he has
always craved: avoid typecasting by taking on a wide range of styles and
subjects. Since A Beautiful Mind, he
has made a western (The Missing), a
documentary (The Beatles: Eight Days a
Week), a thrilling auto racing film (Rush),
a costume epic (In the Heart of the Sea),
and of course the three films based on Dan Brown’s well-stuffed novels. His Frost/Nixon, an up-close look at the
interaction of a disgraced U.S. President and a media star, was also a Best
Picture and Best Director nominee. Curiously, Howard’s one return foray into
comedy, The Dilemma, is doubtless the
weakest film on this entire list. As someone who has always enjoyed Howard’s
light touch with comic romance (I adore the mostly overlooked EdTV), I hope he swoops in on that genre
again soon. But apparently his next work will be a biopic about F. Scott
Fitzgerald’s troubled wife, Zelda.
Starring Jennifer Lawrence, it should be something to see.
As for Dan Brown,
let’s hope he is done with saving the world from mystical conspiracies. I want
Ron Howard back making better, richer films.
A recent L.A. Times story ranks Ron Howard’s 23
films in order of quality. I mostly agree with this rundown.
I have avoided everything to do with Dan Brown - I was running a bookstore win The DaVinci Code came out and I watched too many people jumping on the bandwagon and reading it simply because it was popular not because it was a particularly well-written book. I actually read your Corman book during that time too. I then thought Tom Hanks - a fine actor to be sure - was completely miscast so I avoided the movie as well. Going back to that well for the third time with essentially everyone in the same roles in front of and behind the camera that it no longer feels like filmic art; now it simply feels like a product - a cinematic widget rolling off an assembly line. I think even the masses - easily led down many garden paths by Hollywood - has sensed that this is rote filmmaking. I'm sure neither Mr. Howard or Mr. Hanks will suffer much as a result - but it will be refreshing if this kicks them both in the pants to do something inspired by the muses - and not so much by the accountants.
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