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NEWSWEEK
December 1, 2003
Section: Cover Story: Movies
Edition: U.S. Edition
Page: 50
Secrets of 'The King'
Can't break this hobbit: Will Frodo destroy the ring? Will Aragorn
wear the crown? An exclusive first look at director Peter Jackson's
exhilarating 'Lord of the Rings' finale, 'The Return of the King'--and at
the battles the cast waged on-screen and off.
Jeff Giles
Peter Jackson's "The Return of the King" begins with a flashback to
what seems like the beginning of time--young Deagol is fishing with his
creepy brother Smeagol when suddenly a fish on his line pulls him out of
the boat and underwater, where he spots a gold ring half-submerged in the
riverbed--so let's begin with a flashback of our own. It's autumn of 2001,
at WETA Workshop, in Wellington, New Zealand. Jackson is about to release
"The Fellowship of the Ring," the first installment of his adaptation of
J.R.R. Tolkien's "The Lord of the Rings," and some costumes and props made
for the movies are laid out in a massive, high-ceilinged hangar. There's a
miniature of the elven retreat of Rivendell, mossy and genteel. The
ominous black tower of Orthanc, about a dozen feet high. There's the
hobbit blade Sting and, right next to it, two versions of the kingly sword
known as Anduril, one shattered, one whole. There are racks of armor, both
regal and savage. Everything is so meticulous and ambitious that it's
clear the filmmakers are brilliant--or nuts. New Line Studios' Bob Shaye
and Michael Lynne have devoted $300 million, and counting, to the trilogy.
And they've allowed Jackson--a New Zealander known, if at all, for a
handful of tiny zombie films and the brilliant real-life drama "Heavenly
Creatures"--to shoot all three movies at once, arguably the biggest gamble
in history. Still, there are believers. By the door, somebody has tacked
up an advance picture of the ferocious Uruk-hai warrior Lurtz from
"Fellowship," along with comments about it from the Web site aint-it-cool-news.
"Since nobody has mentioned it, 'Lord of the Rings' will kick 'Star
Wars' ' ass," reads one of the postings. "I'm sorry, but someone had to
say it."
Today, two years later, Jackson is poised to release "The Return of the
King," in which the hobbit Frodo (Elijah Wood) continues his torturous
trek to Mount Doom, in hopes of destroying the evil ring, and Aragorn
(Viggo Mortensen) wages war, in hopes of distracting the enemy from the
hobbit's quest, as well as ascending the throne of Gondor and marrying
Arwen (Liv Tyler), the elven princess of his dreams. "The Return of the
King" is the third and final chapter in what's likely to be a nearly $3
billion franchise that should, according to sources familiar with
Jackson's deal, net the director at least $150 million. Judging from a
recent NEWSWEEK screening in New Zealand, "The Return of the King" is a
sure contender for best picture. More than that, it could be the first
franchise ever that didn't, at the end of the day, let audiences
down--either because of laziness, pretension, greed or other phantom
menaces. This is an especially poignant possibility at a time when we can
all still smell the smoke from the wreckage of "The Matrix."
New Line will likely position "The Return of the King," which opens
Dec. 17, as a sort of "actors' movie," in an effort to make an end run
around the Academy's well-documented antipathy toward fantasy. Whatever
works. In truth, "Return of the King" has nothing to apologize for. It's
an epic. It tells a passionate, elemental story. It takes the principal
filmmaking currency of our times, special effects, and makes them matter.
Is it a fantasy? It's a lot of people's fantasy, yes.
Jackson stands in a light rain on a set in Wellington. It's May 2003,
and he's directing scattered scenes for "Return of the King." He is
bearded, scraggly-haired, Santa-bellied and, ordinarily, a bit shy and
internal. He has thick, powerful-looking arms and legs. He wears shorts
almost constantly--he was once tossed out of the bar at the Dorchester
Hotel, in London, for this very crime--and shoes virtually never.
Meanwhile, his principal collaborators, Philippa Boyens and co-writer and
producer Fran Walsh, meet in an office on the set and talk about him
behind his back. "It was hysterical seeing Pete at the last British
premiere," says Boyens. "There were these young girls screaming for
Orlando [Bloom] and Elijah--and then they started screaming for Pete, too!
Which is pretty hysterical."
Walsh looks up; she has two children with Jackson and has been his
partner for many years. "Why is that hysterical?" she says, dryly. "Can
you elaborate?"
Boyens turns to Walsh. "You're right, darling," she says. "He's a total
stud."
This week Jackson is shooting footage to insert into the epic battle of
Pelennor Fields, among other things. He guides Eowyn (Miranda Otto) and
the Witch King (Lawrence Makoare) through some climactic hand-to-hand
combat involving swords and a mace, the latter of which will be added
digitally ("Whammo," he says. "Yep. Whammo. Whooosh. Bang. Bang. And
another one. Whoosh"). Tyler floats around the set dispensing hugs, extras
dressed as soldiers take a break from lying dead and one orc, with a
typically crazed, mangy rubber head, flirts with a publicist. The next day
Jackson gives his 8-year-old son's class a tour. He asks the kids
questions and videotapes them as he walks backward through a field of fake
dead horses. The children worship the Aragorn character, and they had
hoped to meet Mortensen.
Later, when Jackson is asked if they got their wish, he nods giddily.
"Oh, yep-yep-yep," he says. "Viggo's great with kids. He showed them his
sword, and then one of the boys very excitedly pointed to his dagger and
said, 'That's the dagger he stabbed Lurtz with in "Fellowship of the
Ring"!' So then Viggo whipped out his dagger." Jackson is giggling now.
"Afterwards, one of the kids said to his friends, 'Do you think Aragorn
would baby-sit children?' "
"Fellowship" and "The Two Towers" made a combined $650 million in the
United States alone, but the cast's devotion to the trilogy clearly has
more to do with their love for the story in general and Jackson in
particular than with money. As it happens, New Line hired most of them for
a song--many of the cast, including Bloom, were unknowns at the time--and
has asked them to return to New Zealand every year for reshoots, and to
commit to never-ending press and premieres. "When they offered me the
part, I had to sit down and think about whether I was willing to work on
this for a year and a half," says Tyler. "But actually it's been four and
a half years."
There's no bitterness in her voice, but the truth is that this past
year has been a volatile one for relations between the cast and the
studio. Some observers predict that, in the grand Hollywood tradition of
creative accounting, New Line may try to prove that it did not make a
profit on "The Lord of the Rings." news-week has learned that early this
year, the studio offered some cast members an initial round of "Two
Towers" bonuses. Though the movie had been an even bigger hit than
"Fellowship," the bonuses were smaller and left far more cast members out
in the cold. The actors wanted assurances that there would be a more
equitable offering in the future. When the studio declined to make
promises, 18 actors are said to have banded together and composed a letter
to Time Warner chairman Richard Parsons pleading their case. You want a
fellowship? You got it.
The actors were ultimately convinced that going over New Line's head to
Parsons would only initiate mutually assured destruction between the cast
and the studio. They did not send the letter. Instead, they made what New
Line executive vice president Mark Ordesky diplomatically calls "a
vigorous appeal" to the studio's leadership, telling them that it was
difficult to imagine spending the final quarter of 2003 attending press
junkets and premieres when some of them, particularly those with smaller
roles, really did need to get other jobs to make a living. (The actors
approached for this article would not confirm any of this; Jackson, who's
said to be a merciless negotiator when he believes the occasion warrants
it, would say only that whatever did happen happened between the cast and
the studio.)
New Line agreed to create a new bonus pool. Crunching numbers with one
of the actors everyone trusted--without any agents at all, and with a
lawyer only to type up the agreement--the studio struck an egalitarian
deal for both "The Two Towers" and "The Return of the King," paying cast
members above and beyond their profit-participation deals, and even
rewarding the many actors with no deal in place at all.
The bonuses restored good will. For the most part. Sources tell
NEWSWEEK that the cast is now auditing the studio. And Jackson and
Miramax, which launched "The Lord of the Rings" years ago but ultimately
couldn't afford to make it, have teamed up for an audit of their own. New
Line's Ordesky, an old friend of Jackson's from the days when the director
needed a couch to sleep on in L.A., insists that the studio does not
consider the audits confrontational. The irony is that, in the midst of
all this, Jackson is delighted with New Line's financial commitment to the
making of "Return of the King." "On the first two films," he says, "we
always had to do a dog-and-pony show in order to get more money to do
[special] effects shots. They wouldn't approve the money until we showed
them the movie in whatever state it was in, and we had to have big story
meetings with them to justify everything. I think that's perfectly fine.
That's what you expect to do. But this time around, they're basically
saying, 'Listen, whatever you want to do, we're going to support you.' I
mean, it's possible that at the moment, I'm experiencing --the greatest
freedom I'm ever going to have." As a reporter leaves Wellington in May,
he shakes Jackson's hand between takes of a scene, and asks if the studio
will let him make "Return of the King" as long as it needs to be.
Jackson's eyes get wide, and he grins: "I'll make them let me."
In August 2003, while producer Barrie Osborne supervises special
effects, sound mixing and last-minute filming back in Wellington, Jackson
flies to London to work on the score with composer Howard Shore. One day,
at Abbey Road Studios, they spend a lunch break watching footage and
free-associating about musical passages still to be written. Shore has
been recording his extraordinary score in Studio One--the Beatles used it
for, among other things, the apocalyptic symphony that bisects "A Day in
the Life"--and personally conducting the London Philharmonic. (Shore's
commitment to the trilogy is such that he's not only writing music for
scenes that will surely be cut when "Return of the King" is edited down,
but will write new music for entirely different scenes when they're added
for the DVD.) At the moment, Jackson, who's unconsciously conducting with
one hand, narrates the scenes for Shore, while a microphone records
everything for reference.
A brief scene, in which the wizard Gandalf (Ian McKellen) advises
Aragorn to ride to battle by a secret route, passes by on the monitor:
"It's a bit creepy," Jackson says. "We don't know why it's creepy, but the
music tells us it is. Spooky... spooky... spooky... and then the moment
just sort of fades away." A scene of swarming orcs attacking a ruined city
by boat: "Tension... tension... tension still building. It doesn't really
explode until there. It's not fight music anymore. It's defeat music. It
shouldn't be heroic. It should be a nightmare. Maybe one way you can build
tension is where the boats are splashing into the water. Each splash can
build." Soon Jackson's children arrive, and his young son quietly enters
the room, sits on the couch, wedges himself into the crook of his father's
arm and gazes at the monitor. "Are you tired?" Jackson asks. The boy
shakes his head vigorously. Jackson smiles. "Ah, yes, you are. You're
tired." He gestures to the monitor. "You're not allowed to tell anything
at school. You're going to get a sneak peek."
Speaking of which. "The Return of the King" is the most ambitious
installment of the trilogy. While "Fellowship" and "The Two Towers" had
bravura action and effects sequences that you'd have thought were
impossible to top, Jackson and the folks at WETA Digital continue to
astonish. After Smeagol kills his brother for the ring at the bottom of
the river--the sequence was originally intended for "The Two
Towers"--"Return of the King" cuts to the present to find that Smeagol has
undergone the most extreme makeover of all time: he's turned into Gollum.
The creature, long ago driven mad by the ring, is guiding Frodo and Sam
(Sean Astin) toward Mount Doom so they can toss it into the fires before
the evil Sauron--well, not exactly gets his hands on it, because he's only
an all-powerful, disembodied eye now, but you get the idea. Gollum longs
to kill the hobbits and reclaim his "precious," and the threesome make for
a traveling party constantly careering among rage, suspicion, loathing,
pity and love. In a sequence long awaited by fans, Gollum lures Frodo into
a tunnel inhabited by an enormous spider named Shelob. As it pounds behind
Frodo in the darkness, the spider--partly because Jackson himself just
hates the damn things--looks almost photo-real and moves with a terrifying
stealth.
"The Return of the King" also delivers spectacular battle
sequences--which probably goes without saying, given Jackson's lifelong
fascination with warfare. (Tell him you've seen an early screening of
"Master and Commander," and he'll nod excitedly and ask, "How are the
battles?" Tell him you've seen "The Last Samurai," and he'll nod excitedly
and ask, "How are the battles?") In "Return of the King," the enormous
cast of good guys helps wage what WETA Digital's Jim Rygiel refers to as
"World War Zero" against Sauron's orcs and trolls. The Battle of Pelennor
Fields outdoes even the Helm's Deep section of "The Two Towers" in scale,
and it resonates far more because the characters have become richer and
because the story is now filled with stark, Shakespearean familial dramas.
Families are always more interesting than Good and Evil. Yes, there are
visually arresting moments: The elephantine creatures called Mumakil
charging like tanks. The evil orcs overrunning the bone-white citadel of
Minas Tirith. Aragorn and an army of ghosts on the offensive. But this
time, there are just as many emotionally arresting moments: Faramir (David
Wenham) leading a suicide mission just to prove his worth to his father,
Denethor (John Noble), who's deranged with grief after the death of a more
beloved son. Eowyn, disguised as a soldier and trying to protect her
wounded uncle King Theoden (Bernard Hill) from the monstrous Witch King:
"I will kill you if you touch him!"
"The Return of the King" will not get an entirely free ride from
critics. In Jackson's movies, as in Tolkien's novels, the love stories
tend to be undernourished. And even with three hours and 12 minutes to
work with, he has had to make cuts that will initially cause gasping among
some fans. Recently, on the Web, a revolt began percolating when
Christopher Lee, who plays the turncloak wizard Saruman, went public with
his indignation at having been cut from the new movie. (If you live for
spoilers, and want to know what else was cut, there's a sidebar with your
name on it on page 60.) But by now, heretical as it may sound, many
audience members are as hungry for Jackson's vision as they are for
Tolkien's. "I was staying with some friends in England, and it was New
Year's," says Liv Tyler by e-mail. "My husband, Roy, and I were sleeping,
and I woke to the sound of our friends' two little boys. They were going
around the bedrooms opening the doors and looking in. When they got to our
door, one little boy went to open it and the other said, 'No! Don't open
that door. The princess is sleeping in there.' It made my heart leap out
of my chest. I think that was the first time I really realized the impact
these films had on people."
Asking the cast and crew how it feels now that the journey's over will
get you nowhere. Or next to nowhere. The loss hasn't hit many of them yet.
Mortensen, for instance, has been in South America doing radio, TV,
newspapers, everything. "It's been pretty intensive," he says. "And I know
that we have the same ahead of us in New Zealand, the same in L.A.,
Berlin, Copenhagen, Oslo, London, Japan. I mean, there's a long way to go
yet, and it all involves remembering and explaining and offering points of
view and all that.
So I have no feeling that it's over at all." But Orlando Bloom, who
plays the elf Legolas, has no trouble summoning up his last day in
costume. "I was definitely welled up, man," he says. "I was choked. I was
suddenly reminded of how lucky I was to be a part of this process and how
much it changed me--Viggo being a real mentor to me, and Peter being this
incredibly amazing, visionary director. They cut together a little gag
reel. It was, like, four minutes of all these different Leggy moments from
the whole shoot and outtakes and stuff. It was hilarious! It had all this
'80s music. You know that song 'Hungry Eyes'? 'One look at you and I touch
the sky'? They had this homoerotic thing where they had a shot of Viggo
pulling out his sword and looking at me, and me looking at him and drawing
my bow. It was brilliant, man."
As for Jackson, he's already hurtling into his next project, "King
Kong," which will be set in the '30s; it stars Naomi Watts and begins
filming early next year. One afternoon in early November, in Wellington,
Jackson sits on a sofa in his office in the mammoth post-production
facility he's been building, and shows a visitor early artists' renderings
of Skull Island: lush, retro-looking computer paintings of Kong battling
prehistoric monsters by a waterfall in an impenetrable jungle. He tried to
make "Kong" for Universal years ago--seeing the original as a kid changed
his life, if not his very DNA--but the studio got nervous about the
impending "Mighty Joe Young," and broke his heart. Recently, though,
Universal's new leadership made a "Kong" deal so rich that it rattled
Hollywood, offering Jackson, Walsh and Boyens $20 million against 20
percent of the box-office gross to write, direct and produce the movie. A
top executive at another studio says of Universal, "They're out of their
minds. Everybody else will tell you the same thing." But giving away 20
percent of the box office on a blockbuster is hardly unheard of. "I'm not
a wild cowboy, and I haven't lost one second of sleep," says Universal's
chairwoman Stacey Snider. "Peter's responsible for the budget, and he and
his team are providing almost every service except acting. A lot of the
bellyachers [at other studios]--and none of them have spoken to me
directly--are right now sitting on movies that are much more dangerous."
What would really be dangerous would be giving "King Kong" to anybody
else. Jackson's co-screenwriter and friend Philippa Boyens likes to say
that Jackson is consumed with the desire to make jaws drop, to which we'd
add only: including his own. On Nov. 5--in the midst of the rush to get
"Return of the King" finished--the director, his friends and his family
celebrate Guy Fawkes Day by setting off fireworks at his house on Karaka
Bay. He has laid in a great stash of explosives for the occasion. It's
dark and chilly, and everybody's wearing a coat except him. He scampers
around barefoot, in shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, handing out Roman
candles and saying, "First you must read the label, where it says,
caution: do not hold in your hand. OK, now--hold it in your hand."
Every time more fireworks go up, there's a tiny slice of silence and
then the sound of Jackson, and only Jackson, shouting, "Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo!"
Boyens, who lives next door, looks on fondly. "Pete's a pyromaniac," she
says. "A complete nutter." For half an hour, Jackson's fireworks are the
only show in sight. Then some family a quarter of a mile down the bay
sends up a giant flourish that seems maybe a little bit better. Jackson
grimaces playfully at the competition. "Can't have that," he says--and
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Fellowship of the Nitpickers
It ain't easy making movies. Tiny blunders-the kind normal folks don't
notice-get made all the time. But nothing escapes the hawks at
moviemistakes.com. For kicks, NEWSWEEK ran the site's best catches past
Peter Jackson to get his side of the screw-up.
Blunder No. 1: "During the scene with Sam and Frodo in the field
with a scarecrow, you can plainly see a car cruising past in the distance,
from left to right."
Jackson: We actually didn't know about the car until we were cutting
the movie. The smoke [from the exhaust] and dust wasn't so bad because
there was already lots of it around, but the bloody windshield was
reflecting the sun back into the camera lens. So we erased it for the DVD.
I think some people were upset because they tried to show it to their
friends and it was gone.
Blunder No. 2: "While Arwen is carrying Frodo to the Ford, a
close-up of his face shows his eyes and mouth covered in a green, pus-type
substance. Moments later, his face is clean."
Jackson: Yeah, we started with the pus and then we got just a bit
revolted by it. So we eased back on the pus. We didn't think Elijah looked
very good with pus.
Blunder No. 3: "When Arwen and Frodo are being chased on horseback
by the Ringwraiths, the soundtrack to the scene is a cantering horse. A
canter is three beats, whereas a gallop-which is what the horses on screen
are doing-is four very fast beats that often sound like a single beat."
Jackson: I should've-well, it's too late to fire anyone. The damage has
been done.
Blunder No. 4: "When the hobbits enter Bree, there's a distance shot
from above in which the principal actors have clearly been replaced by
shorter doubles. Also, the sizes of the doubles are completely wrong. The
last hobbit into Bree is really, really fat-and he isn't even the double
for Sam, who's the stockiest of the hobbits. It's actually Merry, who's
very thin."
Jackson: [Giggles] It's true. There are definitely little doubles in
that shot, and we did have four standard hobbits who were all about four
feet high. So if you're really paying attention, there are shots where you
can sense that someone's body shape is suddenly slightly different.
Blunder No. 5: "During the scene in which the hobbits ask Strider
where he's taking them, he answers, 'Into the wild.' A second later, as
Viggo Mortensen walks past the camera, the bow he carries on his back
bumps into the camera, nudging the screen a bit."
Jackson: It does, yeah. But it was the best take. We did three or four
takes, and for various reasons his movement past the camera just wasn't as
dynamic. So I chose the one that has a little bit of a bump. I was just
hoping people wouldn't notice. [Laughs] This is fun.
Two Towers' Blunder No. 1: "As people are fleeing Edoras, there are
many shots of Eowyn--and in all of them, her hairstyle is different."
Jackson: [Laughs] That shouldn't be! Maybe it was the wind. It was
really windy there.
Blunder No. 2: "The Uruk-hai are these huge, ferocious, twisted,
unbelievably strong warriors-and yet the hobbits keep laying them out by
tossing rocks at them."
Jackson: In the books, hobbits are renowned for stone-throwing, so I
guess if you're going to rely on somebody to bring down an Uruk-hai with a
stone, it'd be a hobbit.
Blunder No. 3: "When Saruman is talking to Sauron through the
palantir, his lips aren't moving."
Jackson: Well, that's because he's engaged in a psychic session. That
was deliberate.
Blunder No. 4: "In shots of Fangorn Forest from a distance, it's an
evergreen forest. Seen from up close or inside, it's a deciduous forest."
Jackson: Wow. Well, when you see it from the outside, it's a real beech
forest on the South Island of New Zealand. But seen from the inside, it's
a miniature forest that we built. [Pause] You've got pages and pages
there. And those are all mistakes they've spotted? |