Of course, I could gush on and on about "Brazil", but only because I would much rather be talking about that movie than Terry Gilliam's ill-fated attempt to make lightning strike twice, the new film, "The Zero Theorem". Once again Gilliam is conjuring for us a fantastic but entirely unreal vision of the future, where all people are controlled by lunatic powers beyond their comprehension. "Zero Theorem" is very consciously a "Brazil" successor, with every element of the world design specifically made to be as unique as possible, and starring a protagonist who is losing his grip on reality while trapped in a hopeless future. However, just because you're are trying to make a movie with the same impact and themes as "Brazil" does not mean you are actually going to succeed.
While "Brazil" and earlier Gilliam productions could proudly let their freak-flag fly with playful bizarrities and grotesqueries around every corner, "The Zero Theorem" seems to be going out of its way to be strange for no reason other than weirdness's own sake. It comes off as oddly desperate and even pretentious with its world design, which is a nauseating combination of bright colors, hipster clothing, and the obligatory gangster dwarf. This does not feel like a real world where people actually live and suffer within but rather a false front trying far too hard to be whimsical, like a Nickelodeon game show set or a ghastly children's museum. "The Zero Theorem" is a lot of loud images, trying their hardest to impress, but failing to cover up the real problem here: behind all the hipster quirks and weirdness, there is really nothing going on behind the scenes. It is the 2014 answer to the Richard Kelly pseudo-political catastrophe, "Southland Tales", only made by a far more competent director who should have known better.
Quentin Tarantino-regular Christoph Waltz plays the lead, Qohen Leth (pronounced like "Cohen", but nearly every character in the movie calls him "Quinn" or just "Q"), a hairless programmer for a ludicrously-powerful company, Mancom. Qohen begins the film already completely wack-balls insane, believing himself to be dying, speaking only in the third-person. Desperate to work from home so that he can catch a very important phone call which will supposedly give his life meaning, Qohen is entirely delusional. He lives in ascetic isolation within a burnt-out church, refusing all forms of human contact and food with any flavor in it. Eventually Qohen is able to convince his boss, an omniscient and mysterious figure known only as Management (Matt Damon in frosted hair), to allow him to stay home. But in exchange Leth must take the most impossible job in the company: solving the Zero Theorem, an impossible mathematical formula demanding that '0 equal 100%' which will disprove all of existence and reality.
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However, if "The Zero Theorem" was going to be a cyberpunk take on Ecclesiastes, it sort of loses the point towards the end of the film, which is an utter mess, as incomprehensible as it is unsatisfying. You can have great ideas but to make a good movie, you also need great execution, which is sorely lacking in "the Zero Theorem". One gets the unfortunate sense that Gilliam either ran out of money or ideas, and the movie simply ends on an entirely false note.
The high-minded themes and references will inevitably blow right past the minds of most audience members, but even accepting them as positives, they do not excuse bad characterization and worse storytelling. Due to a limited budget most of "The Zero Theorem" takes place in Qohen's house, and the world we see outside his house is an extremely limited one. Compare to the vastness of "Brazil", which showed you the entire culture, not just some claustrophobic sliver of a much less interesting one. Very little actually happens during the course of this movie, Qohen comes to no great revelation about living, he finds no answers, and the entire film feels like a terrible waste of time. There is no inspiring romance or even triumphant victories in the hero's mind. His accomplishments include eating take-out pizza and masturbating to online pornography. Inspiring, right?
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Various other actors are nothing more than harlequins. Tilda Swinton, wearing essentially the same make-up and accent from her role in "Snowpiercer", plays a digital therapist program. David Thewlis gets to wear an astoundingly bad wig to be Joby, Qohen's idiotic boss. And then Peter Stromare, Ben Whishaw, and others show up for single scenes in what appear to be rejected outfits from "The Hunger Games" upper classes.
That of course leads me back onto the subject of the art design, which is so overdone that it reaches the point of self-parody. "The Zero Theorem" does not feel like a real lived-in world, it feels like somebody trying too hard to make a Terry Gilliam movie... and that somebody is Terry Gilliam himself. Everything is flash and incoherence, was this dystopian future founded by carnies? Qohen's programs on a huge tablet, loading programs using vials of colorful liquid. His calculations are done on a Minecraft-esque endless fractal universe of gray cubes, with the figures being utterly meaningless mathematical symbols thrown together seemingly at random. Computers in this future work only with Xbox controllers, and for whatever reason, bicycle wheels.
The streets are littered with nonsense, graffiti, and talking ads, seeming more like a bad costume party than a real world - in the rare moments that the movie's miniscule budget even lets you see the world outside Leth Manor. There is a Church of Batman the Redeemer, and characters make references to "The Matrix" just to be ironic. Maybe all of this garbage actually represents something or has some deeper meaning, but it is entirely meaningless to anybody but Gilliam, who I think is just being too clever for his own good. Then there is the costume design, a wide-awake nightmare of full-body pajames, bras on your head, and sexy nurse costumes.
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As is usual with a Terry Gilliam production, "The Zero Theorem" had a difficult birth. It was supposed to be finished in 2009, but had to be delayed thanks to Heath Ledger's death, forcing Gilliam to reshoot most of his ending for "The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus" (a far superior movie in every way). This 2014 version was a complete restart of the production, starring a whole new cast. It was just released on demand this Friday and is coming to theaters next week. Gilliam got it finished despite difficult odds, he has to be used to production collapses by this point in his troubled career. As tempting as it is, I won't say that "The Zero Theorem" should have stayed in Development Hell. Because as bad and as pretentious as this movie is, it still makes for more creative and exciting subject than the mainstream movies I could be watching right now. You cannot even work up the energy to be disappointed and frustrated in a "Dolphin Tale 2".
So as bad as "The Zero Theorem" is, at least it tried to do something interesting. It failed. It does not even begin to compete with its older brother, "Brazil". But you're still going to get more of even the worst Gilliam movie than you will with most everything else on the market. Still there are better options, and movies this pointless have no excuse.
* Ecclesiastes is a most unusual religious text. Thought to be written by King Solomon, but probably written long after his death, it is a philosophical tract bemoaning the meaninglessness of life, since everything you are, you do, and you create will eventually fade away into nothingness. Not even wisdom gives the author much comfort from their nihilism. Entirely out of character for the Bible, this is a very uncertain and ambiguous book which does not say the answers can be found in faith in God alone, or even that there are answers at all. Jewish existentialism and angst is hardly a modern invention, it goes back to our very core and our holiest texts. (See also the Book of Job.)
Instead of one easy answer, the author decides that life itself has no greater meaning or answer beyond the joy of simple pleasures such as eating, drinking, working, and of course, honoring God's commandments. There is no point in sitting around measuring the ultimate worth of your life, for you will discover nothing but depressing hopelessness. Instead of worrying about the ultimate doom of the cosmos, you should just live the life you're given as well and as happily as you are able.