Rating summary
Movie | | 4.0 |
Video | | 5.0 |
Audio | | 4.0 |
Extras | | 3.0 |
Overall | | 4.0 |
Wrong Blu-ray Movie Review
That's Just . . .
Reviewed by Michael Reuben June 11, 2013
It might seem hard to follow up Rubber, a film-within-a-film
about a killer tire with telekinetic
powers, but if anyone could do it, it would be French writer/director Quentin Dupieux. Unlike his
earlier feature, which consciously mocked the conventions of cinema, Dupieux's Wrong at least
pretends to follow a traditional plot with a beginning, middle and end. It's almost as if Dupieux
were responding to his critics: "See? I can do it too!" Of course, he does it his way. Viewers
expecting a conventional story will still be frustrated, because Dupieux remains a provocateur,
delighting in incongruous characters and events that arrive not just from left field but from
another dimension. Most tellers of tales at least try for verisimilitude. Dupieux goes for the
opposite—the stranger, the better.
The core of
Wrong is the quest by Dolph Springer (Jack Plotnick, a
Rubber alum) to find his
beloved dog, Paul, who is missing one morning when Dolph awakes. Dolph's relationship with
Paul appears to be the most important thing in a life that, while materially comfortable and
conducted in attractive surroundings, is beset by odd events and inexplicable anxiety. (The city is
American but unnamed.)
For one thing, there are the clocks. Their timekeeping is accurate but bizarre. When the hour
reaches the end of the fifty-ninth minute, it doesn't flip over into the next hour but into the
sixtieth minute of the same hour. This recurring motif is a constant visual reminder that even the
most mundane elements of Dolph's world defy expectations. Or maybe it's just this way since
Paul disappeared . . .
Dolph is a sad sack who is intelligent but seems resigned to accepting the world around him as
unfathomable. When his gardener, Victor (Eric Judor), shows him that the palm tree in his
backyard has mysteriously morphed into a pine, Dolph takes it in stride and approves the planting
of a new palm (for $500). When a surly cop (Mark Burnham) refuses to tell him why his usual
route to work is blocked—indeed, he goes out of his way to be rude about it—Dolph lets it pass.
The fact that Dolph still goes to work three months after he was fired further attests to his ability
to tune out life's discordant elements.
(Dolph's office, for a job that is never specified, is one of Dupieux's most inspired inventions.
Water pours down from the ceiling sprinklers, while everyone sits at their desk going about their
paperwork—a perfect metaphor for the mind-numbing futility of office routine. Meanwhile, Boss
Gabrielle (Ardin Myrin) sits comfortably in a dry private office with a stack of neatly folded
towels, and anyone summoned to see her must dry themselves off before they're allowed to sit.)
Every so often, something catches Dolph's attention and demands further scrutiny. When he
crosses the street to ask his neighbor, Mike (Regan Burns), whether Mike saw Paul on his
morning jog, Mike denies that he jogs, even though Dolph routinely sees him running. Pressed by
Dolph, Mike reveals that he's packing his car to leave for good. It's as if he's fleeing his entire
existence in order to find, well,
something. Mike doesn't know what or where he'll find it.
Periodically throughout
Wrong, Dolph checks in with Mike as his journey of discovery
continues, out into the void.
Another item that fascinates Dolph is the menu in his mailbox from a new pizza place called
Jesus Organic Pizza. Its logo is a rabbit riding a motorcycle, and Dolph finds it so perplexing that
he calls the establishment to inquire about it. The result is a lengthy discussion with a chirpy
waitress named Emma (Alexis Dziena), who is so taken with Dolph's unique slant on things that
she sends him a free pizza with a sexual proposition tucked inside. When Dolph tosses the pizza
box without opening it, the result is a subplot of mistaken identity that winds through the rest of
the film, becoming increasingly surreal as it progresses.
Dolph's quest to find Paul takes a new direction when he receives a series of messages directing
him to contact the mysterious Master Chang (the memorably bizarre William Fichtner, using an
unidentifiable accent). A guru of human and canine relations, Master Chang mixes oracular
pronouncements with practical solutions. The latter includes hiring a phlegmatic detective named
Ronnie (Steve Little), who dresses like Indiana Jones and applies advanced scientific methods
such as recovering "memories" from dog turds left by Paul in Dolph's backyard. (When you
think about it, it's no more improbable than any of the "science" they dreamed up on
Fringe.)
Master Chang is also the author of a multi-volume treatise that teaches such New Age techniques
as communicating telepathically with one's dog, a technique that Dolph believes he may be able
to master and use to find Paul.
As it happens, Master Chang is already familiar with some (but not all) of the circumstances
surrounding Paul's disappearance from Dolph's home, and he also explains the strange fire
in a panel truck with which the film opens. (In a typical Dupieux tableaux, the firemen called to
subdue the blaze sit around watching the truck burn, while one of them takes the time to
complete his morning defecation in the middle of the road.) But the solution to recovering Paul
comes to Master Chang in a dream that he relates to Dolph, which Dolph receives with the same
quizzical acceptance that seems to be his default setting. Meanwhile, several characters may or
may not have passed away, while Mike continues driving into the void.
Wrong Blu-ray Movie, Video Quality
Dupieux photographs his own films. While Rubber was shot with a standard Canon digital
camera, Wrong was photographed with a prototype model that Dupieux built himself with the
help of a friend. (In pictures, it is labeled "HD-KOI", but no camera by that name is currently
offered for sale or rental.) Whatever the camera's specs, it overcame the source-based limitations
noted in Casey Broadwater's review of Rubber.
Artifacts such as aliasing and moiré shimmer are
wholly absent.
The image on the 1080p, AVC-encoded Blu-ray from Image Entertainment and Drafthouse Films
is truly stunning. It provides superb clarity and detail without any of the harsh edges or textures
from which digital capture sometimes suffers. The blacks are solid, and the contrast is excellent
without being overstated, even in bright sunlight (a particularly important element in rendering
the desert scenes of Mike's driving "quest"). The color reproduction is beautifully delicate, given
the obviously careful composition and production design; colors are realistic, but just slightly
intensified, so that otherwise ordinary scenes become eye-catching. (Dupieux clearly wants his
films to be visually arresting, even when he photographs something ordinary.) Note, for example,
the finely coordinated beiges and pastels inside Dolph's tastefully appointed home—a truly
absurdist touch, given that it's the residence of a single man who obviously wouldn't invest the
effort to deal with such matters. Dupieux's camera even picks up variations in the shade of blue
applied to the two vehicles that receive rush paint jobs during the course of the film. (Don't ask.)
None of the typical digital artifacts, such as banding, presented themselves, or if they did, I was
too distracted by the nutty plot to notice. With its exceptional average bitrate of 35.00 Mbps,
Wrong presented no issues with compression.
Wrong Blu-ray Movie, Audio Quality
Wrong's soundtrack is provided in lossless DTS-HD MA 5.1, and it's a solid, effective
presentation. Sound cues are as significant as everything else in the film, and they're frequently
serious when you think they're satirical. For example, when Dolph first rises on the morning
when he'll discover that his dog is missing, a portentous music cue is heard several times, as if
Dupieux were parodying a suspense film. But as it turns out, something is dreadfully wrong. It's
not a parody; it's the genuine article.
As in Rubber, the soundtrack doesn't attempt to create an immersive soundfield or place
elaborate effects all around. The dialogue is clearly rendered, and the musical score, credited to
Tahiti Boy and Mr. Oizo (the latter being Dupieux's stage name when he performs as a musician)
has a gently pleasing sound.
Wrong Blu-ray Movie, Special Features and Extras
- Phase 7: The Making of a Non-Film (1080p; 1.85:1; 12:17): This is a surprisingly
straightforward behind-the-scenes documentary that includes interviews with Dupieux,
producer Gregory Bernard, Plotnick, Dziena, Burnham, Myrin, Fichtner and Little. No
one provides a key to unlocking the film's meaning, but there are interesting insights into
how Dupieux works with actors.
- THE WRONG "Behind the Scenes": (1080p; 1.33:1; 17:56): Various members of the
cast of Wrong read from the script. Recorded on location during production, the excerpts
have been edited together to provide a self-contained overview of the film. Some of the
readings are hilarious.
- Memories of Dog Turd (1080i; 1.33:1; 3:37): The complete video recreation that
Detective Ronnie shows to Dolph.
- Trailers (1080p)
- Inserts
- Digital Copy Code: Worth noting separately because it features the logo used by
Jesus Organic Pizza, which plays an important role in the film.
- My Life, My Dog, My Strength, Volume II: An abridged version of the second
volume of Master Chang's magnum opus, printed in type so tiny you'll need a
magnifying glass to read it, the booklet also contains an introduction by Eric
Wareheim, an actor who will appear in an upcoming DuPieux film; an interview
with Dupieux; an interview with producer Gregory Bernard; and, on the back
cover, an intriguing biography of Master Chang that, if you read it all the way
through, ultimately repeats itself.
Wrong Blu-ray Movie, Overall Score and Recommendation
Wrong is the kind of film that needs to be seen more than once. It creates its own world and
establishes its own internal logic that eventually sweeps up the viewer, just like any work of
fantasy. It reminds me of cult classics by directors like Robert Downey, Sr. or John Waters that,
in the days before home video, would attract repeat viewers to the same theaters week after week,
often at midnight showings where both patrons and staff were punchy from lack of sleep (and
other things), and fans acknowledged each other by quoting lines or referencing plot points. The
appeal of such works has always been their refusal to respect anything remotely resembling
convention, but somehow they manage to create a film that works on its own terms. Individual
mileage may vary, but for my taste Wrong is one of those. Highly recommended, with a big
warning label.