A Hollywood remake of “Oldboy” sounds daunting, improbable and guaranteed to fail. Originally made in 2003 by South Korean filmmaker Park Chan-wook, the movie, which was inspired by a popular manga, delved into thematic territory where American movies rarely tread, had an unconventional plot structure and style, and included instances of violence and other things (such as the eating of a live octopus on camera, its tentacles wriggling out of a man’s mouth) that would never pass muster with the ratings board — or, for that matter, the mainstream U.S. moviegoing public.
One of the surprises of Spike Lee’s “Oldboy” is just how dark the film dares to get. Based on a sly script by Mark Protosevich (“Thor,” “I Am Legend”), the story differs just enough from the original to give the new film its own identity.
The set-up is identical: In 1993, a loutish, alcoholic businessman named Joe (Josh Brolin) passes out and wakes inside a windowless hotel room with only a television set, a Bible and an Encyclopedia Britannica for entertainment. Three times a day, a plate of food is slid under his door. Breakfast and lunch vary, but dinner is always the same: dumplings.
DIRECTED BY: Spike Lee
STARRING: Josh Brolin, Elizabeth Olsen, Sharlto Copley and Samuel L. Jackson, Michael Imperioli and Max Casella
RUNNING TIME: 104 minutes
No one speaks to him, no one interacts with him. We see time go by via images on the TV — 9/11, President Obama’s election and, most troubling of all, a news report that reveals that his estranged wife was murdered and all evidence points to him.
Over the span of 20 years, Joe goes from disbelief to anger to despair to resignation. On an “Unsolved Mysteries”-style show revisiting his wife’s murder, he learns his daughter, now 23, has been adopted by loving parents and is a talented musician. He writes letters to her constantly, begging her not to believe what she’s been told about him, but they remain unsent.
And then one day, Joe suddenly wakes up inside a trunk in an open field, dressed in a sharp suit with a cellphone, a wad of $100 bills and the rest of his belongings. Park’s “Oldboy” was the middle film in a trilogy of pictures about revenge: The bulk of his movie followed the protagonist, who was rendered nearly insane and bestial by his imprisonment, as he set out to dole out payback to whoever kidnapped him without motivation and held him captive.
Lee’s version, too, is about revenge, although this “Oldboy” is shaped more like a detective story, with bursts of astonishing, brutal action. The movie throws in small but effective wrinkles and twists to throw off even those who know where the story is headed: It’s a neat bit of sleight-of-hand filmmaking.
Brolin, who got into fantastic shape for the role, is convincing as the businessman turned ultimate fighter — a bull running through china shops in search of his daughter. Lee reprises “Oldboy’s” signature scene, shot in one take, in which Joe takes on a never-ending wave of opponents in a narrow hallway armed only with a hammer (although Lee here again tries something different, he can’t top Park’s set piece).
Elizabeth Olsen is tender and believable as a social worker who believes Joe’s wild story and tries to help him on his quest, and Samuel L. Jackson kills as the man who operates the hotel-prison facility where Joe was held (as usual, Lee brings about the energetic best in Jackson; he only has two scenes, but you won’t forget either of them).
Lee peppers his movie with sly homages to the original (look for a cameo by the octopus, for example; still alive, happily) and he figures out a way to incorporate some of the more extreme elements of Park’s film (such as the infamous tongue scene) in ways that are more palatable to the multiplex. He also comes up with some improvements, replacing an infamous torture scene with something simpler yet more gruesome.
So much of “Oldboy” works so well that it’s a huge disappointment when the movie loses its nerve in the climax, opting for a radically different and less subversive ending than the original.