SHAUN THE SHEEP MOVIE (2015)
Directed by Mark
Burton and Richard Starzak
Studio Canal, 85
minutes, PG
* * * *
Nick Park and Aardman Studios set the gold standard for
claymation, that anally retentive form of animation in which pliable models are
minutely manipulated for each film frame. Park is the guiding spirit behind
this project, though his role is that of executive producer rather than
director. Those who have followed his output already know that Shaun the Sheep
was a character introduced in the delightful 1995 Wallace and Gromit film A
Close Shave. Shaun proved so endearing that, in 2007, he got his own series
in Britain (130 episodes and counting). This, however, is Shaun's first time as
lead sheep in a wild and wooly big screen adventure.
Any skeptical or cynical charge one might level against the
film is true. If you know Park's work and values, you'll find them recycled on
the screen. He has long been an animal rights' activist—though contrary to
popular belief, Park is not a vegetarian—and all Park movies place well-meaning
critters in jeopardy from menacing humans looking to cage or devour them. Shaun
and his associates have to fend off a power-mad Animal Containment Officer in
this film. Akin to other Park features, the story of Shaun is a thin contrivance there solely to link a series of
sketches and capers. The story for Shaun
is essentially a rework of Chicken Run
(2000), which was a takeoff of The Great
Escape. You'll see other Park trademarks: goofy inventions, makeshift
fantasy contraptions, hair's width escapes, and frenetic chases. If one is
honest, nearly all of the major characters are recycled: The Farmer is a
mumbling hayseed-meets-grunge boy version of Wallace, Bitzer is a less-adorable
Gromit, the Flock variants of Chicken Run
fowl, and the Naughty Pigs an ongoing gag. To which I reply, so what? Chuck
Jones repeated characters and ideas for Looney Tunes, and Aardman productions
are essentially cartoons in a different format. We watch both because they are
wildly clever, are for adults as much as for children (maybe more so), and
because they make us feel happy all over.
The story, such as it is, unspools in response to the
universal theme of boredom. Shaun and all the barnyard animals love The Farmer
who, in turn, sees them as part of his extended family. Shaun, however, can't
help but notice that each day is pretty much the same—right down to the on-time
arrival of the bus from the city. One day, though, a bus-side advertisement for a "A Day Off" prompts
Shaun to consider that a 24-hour break in routine is just what a clever sheep
such as he needs. He lulls The Farmer to sleep in a van and diverts Bitzer's
attention, but his plan goes terribly awry when the van is dislodged and
hurtles downhill toward The City. A sudden stop and The Farmer gets a knock on
the head that leaves him with amnesia. Mayhem ensues when Shaun, the Flock,
Bitzer, and an ugly stray they meet set out to find The Farmer and restore
order from the chaos Shaun has unleashed.
As noted, Aardman films are not about structured narrative;
they are inventive imaginings of what sort of adventures can be told by
manipulating small figures. In this film, the challenge is even greater as no
one speaks per se—even the humans are reduced to mumbles and dramatic
gesticulations. The sheep, of course, baa, but with differing inflections. Put
some music to it and you can even come up with an ovine approximation of the
Blues Brothers! Shaun the Sheep
references all manner of other forms and tropes: pantomime, prison films, mad inventors
and, yes, The Great Escape (though
this time the goal is to break in rather than out). The fun happens when the
Aardman crew makes us look at ourselves through the button-eyes of their
creations. Characters such as a snotty head waiter, golfers, and a vain Celebrity
serve as butts for takedowns of bourgeois values and hipster airs, and The City
itself becomes a metaphor for the inauthentic. I'll say no more except to
remind you to look hard into each sequence for all the jokes put there for
alert adults. And be sure to stay through the credits, if for no other reason
to hear Tim Wheeler, Mark Thomas, and Rizzie Kicks warble the hysterical (and
catchy) Shaun the Sheep song.
The whole film is a silly bit of fluff, but it's such a lark
you won't care. I can't remember the last time I was in a cinema in which six-
and sixty-year-olds were both laughing. Oh wait—it was Chicken Run. Note to Nick Park: Keep on recycling.
Rob Weir
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