Based on Dennis Potter’s
classic BBC television series, Keith Gordon’s film (with a screenplay by
Potter) is a both a curiosity and a disappointment for those familiar with
the original TV version. Like most remakes, re-imaginings or reinterpretations
of classic films and TV shows, the film version of The Singing Detective
feels like an unnecessary update of an original work that was perfectly
fine (or in this case, one of the best television programmes ever made)
in the first place. Although cinema viewers are currently being subjected
to a glut of film and TV remakes, updates, (and sequels to remakes!) I
don’t object to filmmakers updating a work. For instance, if it’s
for artistically challenging reasons, the resulting films can be interesting
variations on the originals, updating certain elements that couldn’t be
explored the first time around due to censorship reasons or the improvement
in special effects. Of course, most remakes don’t get greenlit so
that film artists can try to try to explore or improve upon elements of
the original work; they get made because a remake of an original work is
easier to market (Brand recognition!) to an audience already familiar with
the original version. Judging by Gordon’s past directorial work,
with films like A Midnight Clear (1992), Mother Night (1996)
and Waking the Dead (2000), I’m sure his intentions weren’t simply
to remake a classic so that he could more easily achieve commercial success.
This is simply because I don’t believe Hollywood would consider Potter’s
work, however artistically brilliant, as commercially viable properties.
If this is the case though, why update The Singing Detective?
Does Potter’s seminal work really need a rethink?
I’ll admit that my reaction
to the film is based on my love of the Jon Amiel directed series, which
I saw when it was originally broadcast in the UK in 1986. Almost
every comparison with the original series shows the film to be the weaker
version. The cast in the film is top drawer: Robert Downey Jr. as
Dan Dark (renamed from the TV version’s Phillip Marlow), a bitter, cynical
author who is hospitalised with a crippling skin disease; Robin Wright
Penn as his wife Nicola; Jeremy Northam as Mark Binney (a composite figure
from Dark’s past) and Mel Gibson as Dr Gibbon, the psychiatrist who helps
to put Dark on the road to physical and mental recovery. As good
as these actors are, none of them can hold a candle to Michael Gambon,
Janet Suzman, Patrick Malahide or Bill Paterson, who played these roles
respectively in the TV version. Unlike the frequent fantasy musical
sequences in the TV series (which commented on Marlow’s state of mind),
the few song and dance numbers in the film seem half-heartedly performed
and are poorly shot, edited and choreographed, as if the filmmakers couldn’t
be bothered - or were too embarrassed - to feature them. The only
time when a song really feels suited to the film is when Dark, with the
help Dr. Gibbon, succeeds in walking again, to the accompaniment (in Dark’s
mind) of Eddie Cochran singing Three Steps to Heaven. This
moment is such a victory for Dark that the audience is swept up in the
joy he feels, and the song helps to convey that to us.
Because the new version
is - presumably - set in the 1990s or early 21st century, and because Downey
Jr. is younger than his television counterpart, the setting of the fictional
detective novel has been changed from the 1940s to the 1950s. This
change dilutes the film noir feel of the murder mystery story, which was
an essential element of the TV series because Marlow’s detective story
masked - and eventually helped him to uncover - the mysteries and secrets
from his real life. Many terrific elements of the TV show have been
pruned from the film version, most noticeably the scenes that featured
the young Marlow, brilliantly played by Lyndon Davies in the TV version.
It’s understandable that a lot of sequences from the TV original couldn’t
be included here because of the film’s shorter running time, but as with
many things in this remake, more is lost than gained by the change.
However, the film has not tarnished Potter’s original work and there are
some interesting things in the update.
Although not as memorable
as Gambon in the title role, Downey Jr. succeeds in conveying a tortured
man fighting for his sanity. There’s one moment where Dark gives
an anguished speech to a group of Doctors and this seems less like a confession
from Dark the character, and more like an outpouring of emotional torment
from Downey Jr. the actor, whose much publicised struggle with drug addiction
must surely have influenced his approach to the role. There’s also
an interesting moment towards the end of the film that’s a different take
on a similar scene featured in the TV original (and which echoes a scene
in David Lynch’s 1986 film Blue Velvet), where Dark (playing the
detective in his novel) hides in a wardrobe and spies on his duplicitous
wife. She turns to address Dark and confronts the author (and his
literary alter ego, and, with the use of a POV shot, the audience) with
Dark’s negative feelings towards women. Ultimately, the film is not
without interest or merit, but like many recent remakes, it seems like
a watered-down version of a classic original, and it’s the original version
of The Singing Detective you really should be watching.