"Having modeled the expressions of Peter Jackson’s King Kong, Serkis is primed to take a primate to the next evolutionary level, and his thoughts are beautifully articulated. His Caesar rises up, sniffs, takes the measure of the space, and calculates his options in a way that makes you see just how new his neural pathways are. Victimized by the prison’s dominant ape, Caesar concocts a strategy that’s part Chimp 101, part Sun Tzu. And the other apes — orangutans, gorillas — follow him avidly.... It’s Down with People, Up with Apes." - David Edelstein, New York Magazine
What a stunner. Rise of the Planet Of the Apes arrives in cinemas with zero expectations — yet another franchise reboot, starring a listless James Franco, from an English director nobody has heard of — and yet, against all odds, it's the best film of the year so far: majestically-imagined science fiction of genuine moral force. Franco appears not to have any idea of the quality of the film taking shape around him (he appears to be doing his homework in his head) and Freida Pinto registers like melted ice-cream, but the apes — and Andy Serkis's Caesar in particular — are wonderfully realised presences: heavy, mangy, calloused, soulful. Director Rupert Wyatt inverts the sneaky racism of the original films to produce a rousing liberation saga — a primate Spartacus. For once the intimations of Events To Come — the hoses, the horses — carry exactly the right mixture of excitement and dread. You get the chills and urge the apes on at every turn. The film ellicits both full species-awe and a pure, sportsmanlike delight in being outplayed by one's opponents. Magnificent. A-
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