Red Riding Hood (2011)

Directed by Catherine Hardwicke. Amanda Seyfried, Gary Oldman, Shiloh Fernandez, Max Irons, Julie Christie. Warner Bros.

Decent Films Ratings

Overall
Recommendability
?D
Artistic/
Entertainment Value
?
Moral/Spiritual
Value (+4/-4)
? -2
Age
Appropriateness
?Teens & Up

External Ratings

MPAA ?PG-13 USCCB ?NA

Content advisory: Scenes of monster violence, menace and mayhem with minimal bloodiness; some sexual content (nothing explicit) including an interrupted sexual encounter and a desperate girl offering herself sexually in exchange for a favor; references to a character’s illegitimate origins from an adulterous liaison; anti-religious stereotypes including a cleric who kills and tortures suspects to the point of death.

A Christianity Today review

By Steven D. Greydanus

Red Riding Hood is a movie of a sort that I would very much like to see if anyone could make it, which is another way of saying that it is not that sort of movie at all. A real Hollywood fairy tale is the rarest thing in the world. Hollywood is more comfortable with myth and legend. Partly, I think, it’s a matter of scale: Mythology provides the sort of sweeping, epic scope that lends itself to big-screen Hollywood feature filmmaking. Fairy tales are smaller and more intimate, and require a lighter touch.

Catherine Hardwicke, on the rebound from Twilight, doesn’t bring that touch, instead blending fairy-tale imagery with overtly Stephenie Meyeresque dark romantic fantasy. How overt? There’s a romantic triangle with a teenaged heroine and two brooding suitors, one of whom may be a fearsome predator — a werewolf, in fact.

Amanda Seyfried (Mamma Mia!) gets the Bella role as the titular red-caped heroine, here called Valerie. Shiloh Fernandez, whom Hardwicke almost cast as Edward in Twilight, plays Peter, the dark-haired bad boy who has the heroine’s heart but tries to break it off for her own good. Max Irons is Henry, the less-exciting rival whose love for the heroine is unrequited. Would you believe Billy Burke, Bella’s dad in the Twilight films, shows up as Valerie’s dad?

In spite of all the Twilightery, the movie shows just enough interest in its fairy-tale inspiration to make its failure frustrating. Though certainly not for children, the violence and sexuality resonate with the psychological roots of the source material. Screenwriter David Leslie Johnson (Orphan) makes some potentially interesting decisions, Julie Christie’s freespirited, hardly doddering grandmother being one of them. The filmmakers’ postmodern, semi-feminist take manages to acknowledge the contradictory aspects of the wolf archetype as menacing and evil, yet also sexualized.

A postmodern fairy tale is one thing; a fairy tale with a postmodern heroine is another. Red Riding Hood takes place in a stylized, pseudo-medieval fairy-tale forest village, yet Valerie is a sexually liberated heroine whose physical responsiveness to Peter is as unconflicted as any modern-day Bella’s might be. In a prologue voiceover Valerie confesses that Peter has always made her “want to break the rules,” yet she hardly seems aware of rules to be broken. Clinching after their first clandestine kiss, Peter puts some aggressively physical moves on Valerie, whispering, “I could eat you up!” Yet less than a minute later, with Valerie on her back in the hay and Peter astride her, he hesitates (Edward-like), prompting her to ask, “Don’t you want me?” Who’s devouring whom?

Valerie’s sexual readiness seems problematic on multiple levels. It makes no sense in the world in which she supposedly lives — a world of arranged marriages and repressive religious fervor where suspicion of witchcraft or adultery can easily led to death. Embodying everything wrong with this world is the ruthless Father Solomon (Gary Oldman), an aristocratic, monster-hunting cleric whose prestige overawes Lukas Haas’s pathetic village priest (“One of only three silver swords blessed by the Holy See!” the latter chortles). Solomon’s Torquemadaesque methods include broiling suspects alive in an immense iron elephant. (Yes, the elephant travels with him.)

Despite the movie’s evident Roman Catholic milieu, Father Solomon travels with two daughters, and refers openly to his late wife. Are there married Catholic priests in this world? Was Solomon perhaps a late vocation? Or is he simply that dissolute? I’m not sure the movie answers the question.

Valerie’s availability also undermines the potency of the beast motif. Peter may or may not be the big bad wolf, but if Valerie isn’t at least somewhat afraid of him — afraid of sex — then the whole premise of a fearsome predator trying to get the young virginal heroine alone in the forest loses a lot of its punch. To put it the other way around, given a heroine this available for a roll in the hay, how bad can the big bad wolf really be?

Of course, this is the Twilight era of vampire dreamboats and unrequited werewolf puppy love. Who says the wolf has to be big and bad? He is, though. Lots of people are killed, and when the wolf’s secret is finally revealed, it makes better sense of various plot points than I suspected it would. (For the record, I didn’t see it coming, even though I made some effort to keep track of who was or wasn’t around when the wolf attacked.) It makes some sense of plot points, but it would have taken braver filmmaking to make it work thematically.

In the climactic scene, the filmmakers write themselves into a corner. Having followed so closely in Twilight’s footsteps, Red Riding Hood comes down to an inevitable choice between an obviously “correct” ending blatantly stolen from the Twilight saga, and a lame attempt not to rip off Twilight to the bitter end. I’m not saying I would have liked it either way, but for what it’s worth I think the filmmakers made the wrong choice.

Tags: Darker-than-Dark Ages, Fairy Tales, Fractured Fairy Tales, Medieval Grunge, Twilightery, Werewolfish, Witchery, Fantasy, Horror, Romance, Thriller

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